Soaked Thong Novels & Stories

And a hoarse Oooh, from Kat. The middle of her thong was soaked, and underneath, she was swollen. He patted the fabric, pressing against her, running his finger through the middle and feeling her open for him. Then, he pulled the thong aside and stuck a finger in it. It was so hot and delicious he couldn't hold back a groan. "Oh, that goes on," she whispered. He pushed in more, gently pushing in and out, then slipped in another. finger. And one more, and she took it with a tight squeeze.

She plucked at, then undoing my bras. “I had wondered what undergarment you putting on that day. Tell me?” “Uhm, a black lace thong” “Oh, I love black, and was it as soaked as this one is now, I’m sure I would have enjoyed pulling it off you,” My mouth slight opened in a gasp. “You like that idea?” Miss Diaz eyes burned.

I shuddered at the sudden immense arousal seeping in my thongs. The cold water droplets cascaded down my face towards the cleveage, slowly travelling down my navel and lining into the band of my thongs. Fuck. My core aching for some kind of desperate release. Releasing a breath, I closed my eyes imagining his rough textured hands on my curvy body.

Done, he smirked and went to his bathroom to freshen up. * * * In a fraction of an hour, Aiden was done preparing. Unlike others, he and Alex will wear thongs and leave their chest bare. That’s the only thing that differentiates them from other pornstars and dictates them as the CEOs of Brazzers and the popular sex gods. Therefore, Aiden packaged his BYC thong which he bought today at Five hundred dollars. He dabbed his cologne and then skittered off.

An ultra-thin strand of cotton. I traced my fingers upward and found the T of her thong, embellished with what seemed to be a fabric heart flat against her lower back. I hooked my thumb under the T of the thong and rubbed that gorgeous patch of skin. So soft, so smooth...I could snap the cord with a quick twist... And snap I did. Her underwear came off in one neat yank, and she was bare underneath the blue dress. I kneaded her bottom, massaging that soft bundle of skin and feeling myself grow hard against the rest of her body.

She shivered, tugging at me until I sucked harder, then held the base of her nipple between my teeth while I pointed my tongue, showing her what I planned to do when I had her panties off. It shouldn’t have been possible to get harder, but when I realized she’d worn a thong I wanted to rip off my jeans before I hurt myself. The tiny little silky number was as easy to remove as a tug. It was the sexiest thing on the planet and she was all mine. I stood up, stared at the wet tips of her breasts, then down at the crumpled silk white thong on the floor. It was incredibly erotic to have her dress pulled down like that, to have the lower half of her covered in sunshine-yellow.

I moaned when I felt his tongue there, even though I still had my panties on, I could feel his hot wet tongue there. "You're already wet for me my Shasha," Thyro stated while rubbing his tongue there. I only answered with a grunt and I was even more crazy when I felt his hot breath there. He removed my panty using his teeth and just threw it away. He lowered his head to my womanhood and began to worship it with his expert tongue. Billions of electricity flowed from my heart down to my Feet and back to my heart again. "Uhm! Oooh! Thyro!" I grabbed his head and buried it in my womanhood. He's eating me, his tongue slides to my hard clit and sucks it.

and I take a sip of the miso soup. She mentions, “Black, lace, thong.” Just by the moment I hear her, I am suddenly choked by the soup, it almost comes out of my nose. It wasn’t a pantie she was wearing last night, it was a thong… She says she wears only a thong to her sleep every night…