Sexy Slave Outfit Novels & Stories

Let him watch what he threw away. A wicked smile curled my lips as I yanked open my wardrobe. Sin was already committed—why stop at one line crossed? I slipped into the shortest, slimmest dress I owned: crimson silk, backless, the hem kissing the very tops of my thighs. One wrong move and I’d flash the world my bare ass. Red stilettos, natural makeup with glossy lips that screamed fuck me. No panties. No mercy. I didn’t glance in the mirror. I didn’t need to. I could feel Kane’s marks throbbing under the fabric—his bites on my throat, his fingerprints bruised into my hips. Good. Let them show.

Fucking perfect. She was wearing this raunchy little outfit. Silver glitter booty shorts with a blue halter top. I couldn’t wait to see her take it off later. We wanted to see everything. That’s what we’d paid for anyhow. My dick had been hard since the moment she’d walked in. My balls tightened, and I remembered just how long it had been since I’d fucked a woman. Fucking forever. I knew Seth and Alex were likely thinking the same thing. God, she was fucking fine.

“Go make Mama proud.” My outfit—if you could even call it that—was pure sin. A tiny black mesh babydoll that barely covered my ass, completely see-through, with thin straps that looked ready to snap at the slightest movement. Underneath, a blood-red thong that disappeared between my cheeks and a matching strappy bralette that pushed my full breasts up like an offering. My nipples were already visible through the sheer fabric. Six-inch black stilettos and thigh-high stockings with delicate lace tops completed the look. Every step made the little bells on my ankle straps chime softly. I looked expensive, filthy, and completely fuckable. Exactly what men like Lucien paid for. I did one last spi

The demoness cackled, pressing her leather-clad crotch firmer against my groin, her thin whip of a tail lifting my long skirt by the slit to get better access. See, the one time I let someone convince me to dress sexy, and this is what happens. Thanks a fucking lot Kelly from Macy's. Now I had a demon trying to fuck me into submissive mind control, and I don't think that's what you meant by saying I would have a really good Friday night!

He did me the favor of not taking off the pieces, just opening them, in case we have to get ready in a hurry. So the frame of my lingerie made my heavy and big breasts stay firm and high. Pablo moaned in approval and lowered his face to the middle of them, sliding from one side to the other, as if petting himself with that voluminous part of me. "I want to do this in your pussy," he said as he gave me an intense look. Everything in me contracted to the sound of uncontrolled lasciviousness. "I want to rub every part of your body on me, so that I can never forget myself. So that it is always engraved in my memory.

I was going to make Professor Ethan Hayes snap and claim my tight college pussy right here on campus. I chose my outfit with pure filth in mind. A white button-up blouse so sheer you could clearly see my dark pink nipples through it. No bra. A tiny black plaid skirt that barely covered the bottom of my ass cheeks. No panties. My freshly shaved pussy was already leaking down my thighs by the time I walked into the lecture hall. I’d rubbed a little edible strawberry lube on my clit just to make sure I smelled as fuckable as I looked.

She was a fallen angel, tempting me to hell. The white strapless bodysuit she had on had my cock fully hard again. It was made of lace, little flowers woven into the material to cover each nipple and her pussy from sight but I’d never seen anything sexier. I could see her smooth, creamy skin peaking through the lacy, begging to be touched. “Fuck, love,” I breathed. “Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you are?” Then a thought came to me. “Did you wear this for that warrior you were sitting next to?” I growled, seeing red.

Switch right and left. "Ehm… haah, ooh, Honey. Mmh… good. Tickle but so good," groaned Luna Lee, biting her finger. The tingling sensation does not only arise at the tip of the nipple but to the crown as well. Don't forget Lucas shook her boobs with excitement. Although not satisfied with the boobs, Lucas' hands also seemed to be curious about what was between Luna Lee's legs. Went inside the skirt and again found a mound of sheer cotton lining there.

“Wow, Ro, you look amazing!” She smirks. “You think? I picked this outfit to get laid tonight.” “It’s perfect,” I say, grinning. “You’re definitely gonna turn some heads.” “Great. Maybe I can hook up with someone. I’m overdue for some action, you know?” “You’d better be careful,” I say, laughing as I head to the bathroom to change into my outfit. “Don’t wanna catch something nasty.” When I walk back out of the bathroom, wearing my own sexy outfit—a strappy black dress that hugs my curves just right—Rosita lets out a low whistle.

let the girls breathe", getting the fit just right, picking out more sexy stuff for you to wear. "You know Anna. She's got everything. Baby dolls, bodystockings, silky night dresses, thongs and panties, satiny little camys, fetish corsets, everything. You see it, you touch it, and you want to try it all. All of Anna's things, they feel so sexy, so, soooo sexy. You feel sexy. You begin to feel so very, very sexy.