Mermaid Thighs Novels & Stories

I sat down at the edge of the bed while letting my thoughts wander off. Imagining Kim as my partner, I placed my leg tightly over the other so that the back part of my thigh and the anterior muscle of the other thigh would both press my labia. Pushing my dangling ankle against my lower leg and anchoring one of my hands on the bed, I began to squeeze my clit using the forces of my thighs' contracting muscles.

Greenish grains of sand-fireflies flashed on the sponges. Erida touched the laces encircling her thighs, and they slid like snakes between her fingers. Pulling on the tip of the tail, the queen exposed her all while itchy flipper-legs, revealing ink-black scales. This cunning outfit, which creates a full-fledged mermaid look, was given to her by her aunt after her niece returned from the depths of Sombra.

Every part of her from ribs to thighs was suddenly, gloriously exposed, the elegant curve of her back, the dimples above her ass, the slick shine of cum and arousal still glistening on her inner thighs. Her legs splayed wide on pure, shameless instinct, knees skidding apart on the slick marble until her thighs trembled and shook. The new angle forced her back into a perfect, filthy bow, head down, ass high, and pussy spread open and dripping, offered up to me like the most obscene gift I’d ever been handed.

The succubus held his thighs and gently flicked her tongue over his balls, making Kayden close his eyes to enjoy the sensitive sensations in his body. Medusa praising eyes satisfied Kayden, the lady dug her nails into his thighs. Kayden hissed upon feeling burning sensation in his mid thigh caused by her long nails. Medusa placed her face in between his thighs and took a certain portion of skin of his balls in between her lips. Kayden could not help but to cuss at the feeling, it was a bit burning yet delightful. Medusa did a great job compared to Lydia in making him feel pleasure- ful, she tightened her grip around his thighs. Her nails dug deeper enough to withdraw blood but Kayden's skin

Was her appeal strengthened simply because she was off limits? He let his eyes drift over her. The simple gown she wore stopped just above her knees and as she sat, it moved upward to reveal her soft, thick bare thighs. Sweet thighs, he found himself thinking reluctantly. Her bare arms were strong and toned and lightly tanned and he found himself wondering if she was an exercise fanatic.

The red lipstick only enhances that. The red bra pushes up my small breast to give them some plushiness and the matching thong sits perfectly over my hips accentuating my waist. I like my small chest but sometimes they need a little push. My ass however is fully capable to stand on its own. My thighs have always been thick and are now corded with muscle. Hips wide and around ass look glorious in this outfit. The red glittering heels are strapped onto my feet lengthening my kind of short legs. I'm 5'5 so I'm not exactly short but not tall either.

She gasped in surprise, crossing her legs to maintain some semblance of modesty, but the thong had already been pulled aside, revealing the intimate flesh beneath. The air was thick with the heady scent of arousal, the promise of passion building between us like an electric current. As I leaned forward, the silver glow in the room illuminated her bare thighs, casting an ethereal sheen over her skin. I breathed in deeply, my nostrils flaring with the scent of her arousal. Her flesh was soft and smooth beneath my touch, a canvas waiting to be explored.

It was so humiliating, and it made me so wet I felt it dripping down my thighs. I looked up at him, my mouth watering. He was beautiful and his length was terrifying. It was pulsing right in front of my face. I reached out with shaking hands and gripped his hard, muscular thighs. I leaned in and swirled my tongue all around the head, licking up that salty drop of heat. “Mmmphh” A small moan escaped my throat.

Brayden decided to forgo all pretense and sat in the armchair in the corner nook as he watched his wife remove her lambskin boots and she began to lay her suit jacket on the bed followed by her pencil skirt. Meredith glanced at Brayden who sat in the corner looking at her like a wolf watching from the brush. She had on her V-neck bodysuit and black sheer tights with one leg a lace pattern. She locked eyes with him and slowly removed her bodysuit. Meredith was standing in her single lace legged sheer black tights. Underneath she wore a black La Perla thong with a thick sheer lace band and a solid black silk panel over the crotch area. She had on a matching black La Perla bra. It had solid bla

Her breasts were covered by a thin film of scales that matched the colour of her tail. Theresa parted the brush the more and stepped into the small available space on the rocky floor. The mermaid flinched and cowered, shielding her face with a raised arm in fear, quietly panting as if expecting a blow. The drizzling of the rain increased a notch and Theresa felt the cold wind from the sea seeping into her skin and then resulting to goose bumps which was also aided by the added wetness from the rain. "Hey," she called softly, after squatting some feet away from the mermaid due to the little room of space that she could find.