Ripped His Pants Lyrics Novels & Stories

he muttered, leaving trail of scroching fire down my flesh from the swell of my breasts to my throbbing core. He tugged at the knots on my trouser, ripping them away without a second thought. Instead of a fine piece of clothing that deserved to be treated with care, it was the unyielding obstacle keeping him from satin skin stretched over a wall of rock, solid muscle. I muttered a quick pleas as my ripped pants hit the floor like raindrops, but he either didn’t hear or didn’t cared. My mate was hungry and I needed to feed him.

I clawed at his hands, and I tried to kick him as he lifted me off the ground. "You will be mine again, just like last time," he chuckled. I watched helplessly as his hand turned to claws. In one swipe, he ripped my pants from my body. "You may be bigger this time, but it will be fun anyway." He ripped his pants from his body in one movement. His cock sprang up like a snake ready to attack. "No," I shrieked, kicking my legs frantically. He dropped me to the ground when my foot hit its mark.

As he traces his fingers over my swollen lips, I can hear the heavy throbbing of his heart. I was still lost in my thoughts when I heard the ripping sound of my clothes. My gaze snapped to meet him, but his hand was already playing with the tiny band of my pants, his eyes fixed on them. Looking up at me, he smirked, and in the next instant, I felt my pants being ripped off. I gasped, my eyes widening as I found myself completely naked beneath him.

I'm going to ruin you for anyone else. *Suddenly, he ripped her panties away, the flimsy fabric tearing like tissue paper under his strength. Cool air kissed her newly exposed flesh, making her shudder.* Look at you, so wet and ready. Your body is begging for my cock, even if you won't admit it aloud.

He didn’t αnswer. He wαs αlreαdy teαring his clothes off‚ jαcket flying‚ shirt ripped open so violently the buttons went flying like shrαpnel‚ belt yαnked out with one sαvαge pull‚ pαnts shoved down without cαre. “Killiαn‚ I sweαr to God‚ this isn’t you! You’re not this mαn! They sαid you’d ruin me‚ αnd you did! You’ll leαve me for her αgαin!”

I'll give him that. His fingers hooked to the top of my panties, stretching it away from my skin. I know what he's about to do but before I could tell him not to..., "Fabrico, no don't rip...." Too late. The unmistakable sound of my panties ripping apart was heard. "Oh my gosh..."I gasp. That wasn't even lace but he ripped it like that. "I'll buy you another one" is his only reply before he successfully shuts me up by putting his mouth over mine again.

In one swift movement, I heard it rip open. I gasped. He just tore my panties!

I whispered, earning me a spank on my butt. "Granted!" he whispered back. I could hear his rapid breathing. He was this close to releasing the beast inside him. With just one split of his strong hands, my cotton pants were ripped apart, exposing my navy lace thong. "Oh! Babe! You ruined my pants. These are my favorite, hmp!" I played while bending to pick up the pair of pants on the floor, showing my exposed butt cheeks, which he spanked once again. "Ah! Babe, that's f*cking hot!" I bit my lips while straddling him.

I winced in pain, trying my best to hide my pain but that didn’t last as I heard the rippling sound of the cloth I was wearing and I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me it’s been torn away from my body. “I’ll fuck that little cunt of hers, you do whatever you want. I’m going to make her my cum dump.” One of the men said and the other cheered. I gagged, the words almost made me vomit and I tried…. I really tried to fight them off but there was no way I could do that. “What have we got here?” His voice came again followed by the sound of something tearing, the cold air that brushed my pussy lips and the hand I felt between my legs left nothing to the imagination.

He pulled me up and gave me an overwhelming kiss, sucking my tongue and my lips in the process, making me moan in his mouth. Then, he now had his arms around my waist, hugging me, and each of his big hands felt my ass squeezing with pleasure. Strangely, he kissed me more calmly now as if he were affectionate; however, in a quick movement, he ripped my pants and took them off me so easily, that I muttered with a pout on my lips. "This way I'm going to be without panties, Daddy. You always rip them off; I'm running out of stock." I was looking at him with a pout, hugging his shoulders, and Joshua shrugged a little embarrassed.