Nightgown Sexy Novels & Stories

When I turned to her, I almost dropped the tablet I was holding. The black nightgown hugging her body was made of lace and satin, covering only her breast and upper thigh. This sexy backless nightwear made me put down the tablet on the side table and heaved a nervous sigh as my lips parted to suck air. Angela rolled to my side and smiled naughtily. “Too bad you can’t touch me, Sky.” “You are really testing me, Anj,” I shook my head and took the tablet again, hoping I survive the night without really touching her.

she moaned softly as he kissed and nibbled her neck slowly down into the curves of her breasts. His eyes then settled on her half-exposed breasts and onto her pink nipples, which were seen under the lace of her nightgown. Her white nightgown is transparent and very short, and she doesn’t wear any bra and panties so he can see clearly her entire body. He slowly lowered her nightgown strap under her breasts. She could hear his lusting breath as he did so. “Ahh...” she moaned as her body shivered in pleasure as his hands squeezed her breasts. His mouth tasted her nipples and played with it with his tongue.

Closing his book, he remarked casually, “Get some rest. There’s a lot to do tomorrow.” Alia nodded, outwardly calm though tension still gripped her like a taut string. She began removing her outer clothing with deliberate care, her movements light and cautious, as though afraid of disturbing the fragile equilibrium between them. The moment her outerwear slipped off, her silk nightgown came into view. The fabric clung to her form, its soft sheen accentuating her elegant curves. Livia’s tall, slender frame, paired with her ivory-white skin and delicately defined collarbones, created a quiet allure. The hem of the gown skimmed just above her knees, revealing long, graceful legs that carried a s

Jonah hastily released Sasha's hand. Sasha was wearing a deep purple nightgown with intricate lace flowers. Most importantly, it was a sexy design with a deep V-neck in the front and backless down to the waist behind. I had specifically prepared this nightgown for my wedding night. To think she had not only usurped the house meant to be my marital home, but she had even put on my clothes—it was as if she was already the lady of the house.

Tonight would be no different. I dug through my closet until I found the perfect weapon. A nightgown, long enough to whisper modesty, but sheer enough to betray every secret beneath it. The fabric was almost transparent, flirting with shadows and light. The front plunged daringly low, revealing just enough to keep a man’s imagination gasping. The back dipped away completely, bare skin left vulnerable, exposed, irresistible. It was the kind of dress that spoke without words. Come closer, touch me, fuck me.

I have business to take care of that I would rather he not know about. I opened my closet to go through my collection of night gowns. Which one would work better for seduction? This red long lacy gown here or this short black lacy one? I guess, black it is. I slipped on the short black lace night dress. Since it only covered the top of my thighs, perhaps it was more like a slightly long top? I checked my reflection in the mirror, my hair was slightly damp from the shower and wavy, the V neck black lace top clearly showed off my breasts and the lace did nothing to hide my nipples. Let’s go with this, no panties required.

He murmured something quietly to Jack, to which Jack made additional notes. "I think she will need a variety of nightgowns and slippers, as you mentioned... This planet has several seasons, so we should have a decent variety. I want ten nightgowns in addition to the dresses made for now; of those, three have to be sexy. The other seven can be a mix of whatever other fashions are common here or on Zargo. I think the nightgowns should be a variety of whites, light grays, pastel violets, and maybe pink. Can you bring two gowns and a dress today? Or at least one and some underwear, please. Also, in case it gets cold—I think five sets of pajamas should be sufficient," Conor asked, rubbing his fac

Then it dropped even further. She froze like a deer in headlights. Danica stood before me in a sheer burgundy nightgown, the delicate lace molding her body like a second skin. Her dark hair tumbled loosely over her shoulders, and her eyes widened in alarm. And underneath, Damn! That red lace. The same one I'd ordered to be wrapped in the “extras” bag. I could clearly see her well curved ass in the sheer fabric. She tried to cross her arms over her chest but it was too late. I'd already seen everything. The way her nipples pushed against the lace. The way the hem of her nightgown teased the top of her thighs.

If a bruise occurs, Valerie has to prepare a long sleeve shirt for work tomorrow so that the bruise is not visible to others. After taking a shower, Valerie put on her nightgown that was draped in the wardrobe outside the bathroom. The nightgown is not a sexy nightgown; made of comfortable cotton in light green, with small flowers in the pocket on the front of the shirt. There is nothing sexy in Valerie's nightgown, after all, there is no need to look sexy before going to bed because she always sleeps alone.

The baby pink nightgown is mid thigh length and silky with thin straps, the way it hugs my body feels define, although makes my body look like a sexy Greek goddess. “All these for me?“ Stephen asks as he comes up behind me to cup my full tits, “hmm” I hum. He squeezes my boobs under his palm, softly playing with them, the way his palm against my stiff nipples underneath the fabric feels good, I throw my head back and rest it on his shoulder, getting horny again. I drive my ass backwards to grind against his dick, hoping to be fucked hard and dirty here against the wall, “Fuck me…please…” I gasp as he rolls my nipple with his thumb and index finger.