Open Your Legs For Me Novels & Stories

"Open your legs. I want to see you, all of you." Amaya saw raw hunger in her man’s eyes. It was now or never. She lifted her legs, knees bent, toes braced on the edge... and she spread herself slowly, trembling, showing him her wet, needy pussy to those eyes loaded with shameless lust.

As he slid them over my thighs, I lowered my hips to the floor and lifted my legs over his shoulders, knowing he would get a kick out of being able to slide the shorts down my legs that he seemed to be obsessed with. Growing bolder with every second that passed, I waited until he removed the shorts completely, keeping my legs on his shoulders. As he brought his eyes back to me, I slid my feet down his arms, knowing that my body was opening up in front of him. My feet ran along his thighs and down to the floor. I kept my eyes on him as I locked my ankles behind him and allowed my legs to drop apart, the cold air hitting my wet pussy as I exposed myself I ran a hand down my body, coming betwee

‘Hold your legs open…’ I was too lost in pleasure to move my arms the way that he wanted me to. Prince Leonard ended up guiding my hands to my thighs where I clutched at my own legs to keep my legs up and widely spread open for him. “Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhhh!” I cried out loudly to match every thrust of his cock pounding into me.

My legs were still closed, but barely—the thong was twisted, clinging to my swollen lips. I decided to give him a show. Something to break that ice-cold stare. My heart pounded, but I was done waiting. I spread my legs slow, deliberate, letting the cool air hit my soaked pussy. The lace was sheer, transparent from my juices, and I knew he could see everything—my pink folds glistening, the way my clit peeked out, begging for touch. I opened wider, knees bending, feet planted on the bed. Exposed. Vulnerable. Offering myself like the filthy slut I'd always dreamed of being for him.

Gabriel commanded. The moment that I saw how the thong did practically nothing, I groaned and adjusted myself. Then I hooked my thumbs underneath the sides and slowly pulled them down, making sure to pocket them. I totally called dibs on them, a memento for this dream come true. Her legs tried to close, but I held them apart. She was so fucking wet. “Keep these legs open, doll. You’re going to want what I’m about to give to you.”

"I want to see exactly how much you want me." I did as I was told. Gripping the table, I pushed my knees apart as far as they would go, spreading my legs wide enough for him to see everything... every exposed inch of me, including my entrance.

I remove my finger, making her eyes fly open. “What are you doing?” She whines. I pull off my clothes, leaving me bare. As hard as rock, my pre-cum glistening at the groin’s cap. I spread her legs wide open. I stare at her clit. She shyly tries to close her legs, but I stopl her.

“Open your legs, baby.” My heart stuttered, more heat flooding my core. “Um, I think I can do it, Alaric. You don’t need to—” I wasn’t even done speaking before he simply raised one of my thighs up and hooked it over his shoulder. “Hold on to me unless you want to fall.”

He commands, removing his hand from my face and kneeling down in front of me. I clench my legs together instead, my heart racing inside of my chest, fighting to break through my breastbone. What is he going to do to me? “Open your legs, hunter.” He says again, more forceful this time, “I won’t tell you again.” Reluctantly, I do as he says, slowly opening my legs so that my underwear is exposed, and what’s underneath it. My body is tensed in apprehension, and I’m fighting to catch my breath, how can something be so terrifying and yet so exciting at the same time?

I couldn’t help but bring my legs closer together in hopes of easing the throbbing between my legs . “So what do you say love , should we join you in the shower ? “