Open Your Legs Novels & Stories

Still and steady. “Legs up,” he told me, and I raised them to my chest, letting my knees fall wide. I was lost to the shyness of everything now. I didn’t care how exposed I was. I knew he’d be able to see my asshole, and the wetness of my pussy, practically dripping.

Sweat trickled down her cheeks and slid along her jaw like a rivulet that soon soaked through her shirt collar. She was too nervous, her blood pulsing loudly in her ears. Her heart leaped to her throat when she heard the sound of talking outside the door. Suddenly, the shackle on one wrist was undone. Elated, Natalie used her free hand to unlock the other shackle. She carefully slid off the bed, feeling along the wall as she padded toward the window. Each step felt treacherous, like she was treading the edge of a blade. Thankfully, she reached the window without incident.

He pulled back just enough to growl against my pussy, voice muffled and filthy. “Spread those legs wider for me, baby girl. Think of it as the ultimate yoga stretch—open up like you’re in the splits for daddy’s tongue. Don’t you dare close on your coach. Wider. That’s it… good girl. Let me eat this greedy little cunt properly.” The dirty talk made me moan even louder. I forced my legs to fall open again, spreading them as wide as I could, my knees bent and thighs trembling. My hand flew back to my breast, pinching and tugging my nipple harder.

And the growing ache between your legs that you’ve been trying to ignore for the last hour. Why are you still sitting so primly? Knees together like a good girl who hasn’t been thinking filthy thoughts all day? I know better. Open your legs. Now. Spread them wide for me. Wider. Plant your feet flat on the floor and let your knees fall apart until the cool air kisses the damp heat soaking through your panties. Feel how exposed you are? Good. That little shiver running up your spine is just the beginning.

"Lay flat on your back," Rui said, "and just relax your legs as much as possible," he said, holding her toes in his hands and gently shaking her legs, trying to get her to relax, her left foot flopping almost 45º to the left, while her right foot remained almost perpendicular to the mattress.

"Spread your pretty little legs for me." I gulped, the sound loud and pathetic in the quiet room, and immediately flopped back onto the couch. My legs splayed open almost on their own, wide apart, practically begging. He was right there, following me down, settling between my thighs. His kisses started, trailing hot and wet, moving slowly up and down my inner legs, taking his sweet time until he finally, finally reached my soaking wet slit.

I huge my knees and waited until warm water will do its job to my body "It was so real," I whispered for myself in an almost crying voice then shake my head. And my hands covered my face, with disbelief… ‘Just don’t get asleep, just don’t close your eyes, I repeated for myself in my mind, several times. - “Yes, I totally went crazy, what a hell… After that stupid show, I will sleep for three days, this is just stress, and the mind can rule the body, it’s just a really really huge stress”. I brushed with my one hand through my wet long hair in deeply sighing.

My whole body felt weak, as if I had completely melted in his arms. I leaned my head back and rested it on his shoulder as I struggled to breathe, my chest heaving up and down. I felt my legs spreading open and realized that he had inserted his knees in between my own. Using his knees, he parted my legs wide open. This is too much. I started struggling against him again, trying to close my legs together. “Stop struggling, Poppy…spread your legs for me, just like you used to spread it for your husband,” he said in a low voice.

I left out a small whimper before I felt that bed dip again letting me know he's behind me. “ This is going to be a little cold but it's okay.” he said soothingly. I feel cold cuffs touch my lower thighs keeping me from closing my legs. I gasped when he pulled at something spreading my legs open farther. I hung my head down looking underneath me to my legs. I see a black pole in between my legs. “ It’s just to keep your legs open little wolf, nothing to worry about.’’ he purred laying my head against my arms i take a deep breath embarrassed about the way i'm on display.

‘Oh no, Little River, keep them open.” He takes his hand away and uses it to put my legs on the outside of his thigh, so that as long as his legs are spread, so are mine. “Now I need you to try to be really quiet, baby. Can you do that?” “Mmhmm,” I hum. No promises, though.