Romans & histoires Pantat Item

Angela's breath hitched in her throat as she lay back against the pillows and watched Antonio about to unzip his trousers. She wanted to do it by herself, pull his pants and watch his massive erection spring up and slap his hard abs, and taste him, play with his balls… Wait ….what on earth will she call that? That would be a very shameless thing to do! Have some shame and dignity, Angela. She thought and waved it off her mind. Antonio finally peeled the pants down the long length of his legs before pushing them off his feet, then he straightened. He grinned and stood proudly naked, his massive erection jotting up so long it reached his navel, and so thought around.

He held something small, lacey and black in his hand, something that made my pulse skip. I frowned. “What is that?” “Vibrating pants,” he said simply. “A little reminder of who you belong to, even when you’re out with… friends.” I stared at him, speechless. “You can’t be serious.” He smiled faintly. “Oh, I’m very serious, kitten.” My eyes widened, perplexed, a thrill of fear and arousal mixing, but he stepped closer under the guise of brushing dust from my shoulder, whispering low.

I wonder what he’s thinking. But I watch him continue. His eyes dart to the zipper of my white pants, and he unbuttons them as well. The anticipation is already killing me. After unzipping, he peels the pants off my legs. Fortunately, I chose the right underwear today. A white-lace string panty that barely covers my pussy. “Beautiful pussy.” He runs his thumb over my clitoris over the thin fabric. With a simple word and gesture, my skin is already burning. He hooks his forefinger on the cloth and pushes the panties to the side. “This pussy is mine.”

Enjoying this newfound spotlight, I subtly adjusted my pose, still topless, allowing him an unhindered view. An impulse, wild and unbidden, seized me. I began to walk around, clad in nothing but my vibrant red panties, deliberately showcasing the curve and swell of my buttocks. Roberts watched, a silent, intense observer, his eyes never leaving my form as his hand continued its rhythmic stroking of his erect penis.

Not just gripping, he was holding me steady so I couldn’t squirm when he hooked his teeth into the zipper of my pants and dragged it down slowly. "Atlas..." He yanked my pants down in one swift tug, letting them bunch at my knees. The air rushing over my bare thighs made my skin prickle. My dark red panties are on full display for him clinging to my pussy like a second skin and the heat is flooding my cheeks burning me alive. Atlas's lips resumed their torment, tracing a slow line from my stomach downward until they hovered right at the edge of my panties. “Atlas…” My voice sounded like a desperate plea. I couldn’t even tell if I want him to stop or to devour me whole right now.

As he buttoned up, he said: - I have something to tell you. - I didn't look in his direction. - Count. - He continued sitting on the bed, calmly. I opened the closet doors until I found a pair of shorter sweatpants, with ribs at the bottom and at the waist. I analyzed the piece and asked: - Does that work for you? It must show a lot of your private parts... especially your penis. - I arched my eyebrow. - I don't even know if I ever used this shit. He frowned thoughtfully.

He says and reaches for the button. My first reaction is to flinch away, but a stern glance from Antonio has me step up to him again. He unbuttons and pulls down my jeans to the middle of my thighs. I’m wearing a pair of blue silk and lace panties and he lets his eyes roam over them and my bare thighs.

I'm not a virgin but being a slut for Patt isn't my thing? Patt hates blondes and he never uses me since I'm his soldier to begin with. "And you have seen a lot of naked girls? So that's why you're comfortable?" I asked as I unbuttoned my shirt back facing him "Quite a lot" Manwhore "Quick.. we don't have time!" He hissed as he walked to the window again. I opened my shirt and dropped it on the floor. I unzipped my jeans and left only in my underwear. I took out my bra's strap since the dress is strapless.