Panty Poop Accident 소설 & 이야기

she whispered. That was all he needed. His mouth captured hers again, greedy and relentless. With a low growl, he tore open the button of his trousers and shoved them down, revealing himself in full, hard and straining. Ruby’s eyes widened, her lips parting in shock as her gaze darted down. “Oh my God,” she whispered without thinking. She had seen pictures, videos even, but nothing prepared her for the sheer size of him. For a second, fear flickered in her chest. Could she even handle that?

Olivia open her mouth shocked "No sir.. I" Suddenly he drag her and hit her back on the car and she whine in pain and slowly slide down on her back. She raise her head to see him walking into the villa without even looking back at her, she burst into tears and what happened now is still unbelievable to her but will she blame him for that? it is her fault anyways. To avoid causing a scene like a pathetic loser she quickly stands up and walks into the villa wiping the drop of tears falling from her eye If only she had not accused him wrongly.

“Don't worry. I promise it won't hurt that bad.“ He says and slowly tugs at her panty pulling it down and taking it all away completely from her body. She raises each of her legs one-by-one as he takes it off and sniffs it. “Damn you smell so good.“ he rasps and somehow the way he said that makes her pussy throb. Fuck! She flushes. He then drops it on his table and returns his burning green gaze back to her. He unbuckles his belt and remains seated gazing at her intensely. She bites her lip and watch as he slips his pants down and takes out his cock. Holy ……. she gulps and flushes with embarrassment. 'Help me heavens! He is so bloody large. I mean enormous.' she thought. It keeps reminding h

They push Ava to me and I did a wrong thing that I was going to regret forever. I cheated on her! but it was a accident. A stupid accident. I was totally drunk and when I saw Ava, I saw her, I saw Bettina. And that's where I made a mistake. I woke up lying on the bed with Ava completely naked. I talked her to forget about what happen and this was a honest mistake. But Ava is not a easy person I underestimate her. She posted our picture and tag it to me so Bettina will saw it. I never had any romantic relationships with her and she knew that I was being kind to her. But she misunderstood it and thought I like her too..

His eyes wandered hungrily over my exposed chest as he fumbled with the buttons on my pants. Getting the buttons free, he pulled them down my legs and helped me out of them. The fabric was kicked away as he shucked off his own pants. The only fabric that kept us from completely touching each other, where my panties. His final destination in mind, he looped his fingers around my thin fabric and ripped them off. The ripping echoed in the room amd I gasped as the fabric now lay in shred on the floor.

As his face turns more and more blank, he cautiously pulls down my stocking and inserts his finger into my panty from the leg opening. Slowly, he hooks the crotch and lifts it to the side. I shut my eyes tight and cover my mouth with my hands as I feel my egg slip out of my pantie, followed by my sausage, and then my other egg. As sharp and deeply as he ever did, Justin gasps in shock, “You have a… p-p-p-p-pen-!” He covers his mouth with his hands as he takes a few staggering steps backwards, until his back hits the cabinet.

Accidentally. It was hard, rock solid and protruding in his trousers.

Millie groans again, propping herself up on her elbows to scowl at me. “How does it usually go down when people sleep together?”. “Yeah, but I mean… You were both saving yourselves for your mates”. “I know! Goddess! It was an accident!”. I don’t know what got over me. But, suddenly, I start to laugh. “Yeah, I mean… I get it. He had just showered. In your shower since his was broken, obviously. You were changing clothes. It was slippery. You slipped, fell, and accidentally impaled yourself on his meat sausage”.

But as I finish up and move to the sink to wash my hands, disaster strikes. I notice the side-zipper to my tan dress pants hasn’t zipped up all the way. The metal teeth are completely jammed halfway down my hip. I fumble with it desperately, sucking in my stomach and struggling to pull the zipper up over the undeniable, firm curve of my small bump. I give it one final, forceful tug. Snap. The metal tab completely breaks off in my fingers, leaving the side of my pants gaping open. “Oh, no,” I groan low to myself, dropping the broken metal piece onto the counter. “This is just great.”

You didn’t make it this far to screw up now. I bite back my words and continue to stand there, waiting for the applause to die down. Trapped, forced to endure obscene leers and jeers as I struggle to maintain my voice and what little dignity I have left. I've never felt so ashamed. Scratch that. I did, when I accidentally sent amateur p**n to my boss, starring: yours truly. But the evening is not over yet. More music comes through the speakers, meaning I have more singing to do. And more stripping. By the time I get to the end of my set, my bra and my panties lie dormant on top of the pile of clothes next to me.