Pantsed Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes at him " Okay just hold second " I stated remember that I was not dressed so I closed the door and zapping my shirt to be to my knees. I looked over into the mirror by the door to looking at my hair which all over my head . "Shit!" I said trying to pull it up into a bun with two strand on each side of my head. Opening the front door again and he looks at me from head to toe with a confused face as his eye are now on my longer t shirt . I rolled my eye and chuckled a little " What's funny ?" He asked sounding curious about what I thought was funny .

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soft pants puffed out behind each word. Ray .

"I was really tired." She leans in and kisses me passionately. I welcome it and she throws her leg over my hips, pressing against my bulge. I pull her hips as close as I could and she moans in my mouth. She pushes me on my back, straddling my legs and grinds against my forming erection. My breaths hitch and she reaches to free my swollen shaft. She rips her panties, raising to her knees and sinking down in one smooth thrust.

Catherine giggled at the extravagance of such a thing, while Nate thanked him sincerely. It was often said that Mr. Spritzer had the ability to talk a man’s ear off if given the opportunity. It was because of his preoccupation with trying to graciously break away from his host's condensation of the highlights of the occurrences in the city during his absence that Nate did not see Elise and Alexander enter until he practically stepped on them.

Especially me. He hates me. "Yes, Pear?" I was back to reality when I heard Maze's voice so I looked at him and my eyes widened with what I saw. And what's with that flirty look?! Don't tell me that he's planning to hit on her?! He likes her?! Ha! I can't help but to narrow my eyes as I looked at Pear when she stood up wearing that cute yet annoying smile. "For me, it's Disorganized Schizophrenia or Hebephrenia." She said acting so timid and I had to stop myself from mimicking her cute act.

“Drop your panties.” __ A. Gupta

he retorted, and I giggled at their banter. Glancing down at Hayden, still with his eyes closed, I found a mischievous urge overtaking me. I playfully placed my straw between his lips, and his eyes fluttered open. Without much reaction, he took a sip from my juice box before closing his eyes again. He appeared exhausted, and I couldn't blame him. It had been a long and eventful week for Hayden, yet he always managed to conceal his exhaustion and frustration I, on the other hand, struggled to contain mine. I might attempt to bury my head in the ground and scream, but that would be unrealistic. Instead, I resorted to banging my head against the wall until I became too dizzy to remember why I w

The message was straightforward, leaving no room for ambiguity. Nysaa's plea appeared to have fallen on deaf ears. Mace Sinclair remained the same cold, unrelenting man he had always been. The sparks of animosity still smoldered between them. Nysaa couldn't help but burst into uncontrollable laughter at Mace's cold and dismissive words. Her laughter was hysterical, almost maniacal, as if the absurdity of the situation had finally dawned on her. It was an abrupt shift in her drunken demeanor, and she pouted like a child who had been denied a toy. In her inebriated state, she reached out, as if attempting to touch Mace's cheeks, but the ice-cold glare from him made her retract her hand. She co

Paz asked "As if he wants to eat me,as if I am his prey and he is a predator. You should have seen how he rubbed his hands on me earlier today." Angela muttered under her breath with her arms crossed on her chest "It's only your fantasies." Says Paz making a sneering remark, James St Patrick was known to be a womenizer alothough an infrequent one and Paz had heard that he prefers women with big asses which was something Angela lacked. 'Would you believe I neglected to put on my underpants as well?! It was really humiliating ." She responded