Step Sis Bent Over Novels & Stories

“And I can promise you right now, there ain’t no dick on this earth getting anywhere near my ass.” If it ever got to that point, I know damn well I'm bending him over. Not the other way around. “I mean, aight,” Quinton snorted loudly. “But I’m definitely gon’ remind you of this later.” I rolled my eyes and rubbed my face tiredly. “Seriously though,” he continued. “If you don’t feel him like that, just pass him to me. I’m a top, but for that fine ass nigga? Man, I’ll bend over real quick. I don't give a fuck.”

"Even my elementary school kid knows a triangle's interior angles add up to 180 degrees. How did she confidently write 360?" "She must've copied her way through her earlier perfect scores. How does someone like this even make it to the finals? There's definitely something shady going on. Investigate this, please!" "Goodbye, Math Prodigy. Hello, biggest flop of the year. I can't. I'm dying from laughter. She's definitely not coming back from this!" In just a few minutes, Mia's image as a genius was completely shattered. She collapsed onto the floor, eyes hollow, repeatedly mumbling, "No way… This can't be real… I didn't write those…"

I showed off my flexibility and the way I could control the muscles of my stomach, twisting and contorting my body into its most desirable shape. As the song wound down I got a little too close to Benji. He reached out with wicked fast reflexes, grabbed hold of one of the straps on my hip of my body suit, and jerked me toward him. I pitched forward and fell right into his lap with a surprised squeal and found myself looking up at him, bracing myself with my hands flat against his chest. He stared into my eyes and I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t even breathe. I sat paralyzed by his green stare and the mischievous smile lingering on his perfect lips.

I took a deep breath, I was so nervous because I didn't know whether I was doing the right thing or not. “Bend over for me. Make sure that your stomach is on the desk and your ass is out. There that's it. Such a perfect view.” I took a deep breath when I felt his hand gently moving against my ass. I pushed my body up so that I could get more of it.

she insisted, her tone a blend of stubbornness and pride. Not willing to let her continue, he knelt down, his knee creaking slightly as he bent. He swiftly grabbed the book and set it on the table with a deliberate motion. “You’re not supposed to bend over like that, especially now,” he said, concern lacing his voice.

“Bend over and grab the other side.” Trembling, a cold sweat breaking out all over my body, I did as he said. I stretched my arms across the counter, my palms flat against the stone, my body bent at an awkward, vulnerable angle. I could hear him moving behind me, the soft, sinister rasp of his leather belt being pulled through the loops of his pants.

"Good girl. Then let's start." He pulled Sophia from the bed and positioned her in the center of the room. "Stand on one leg. Bend the other leg back." Sophia obeyed, balancing on her left leg, bending her right leg back at the knee. Damien gripped her bent leg, lifting it higher, forcing her into a standing split, her right leg pulled up and back, her pussy completely exposed. "This is going to be intense," he warned, and then he pushed his fifteen inches into her from this impossible angle.

My thighs subconsciously folded for a moment, and then I slowly rose to my feet. The boots stopped a step behind me. "Bend over." I was stunned, then squatted again. A hand suddenly reached out, again with the touch of leather, and pinched the back of my neck, stopping me with a cat-like movement of lifting. "Not crouch, bend over." My chest rose and fell progressively faster. Shoulder blades twitched uneasily in the flesh. If a naked me bent over, wouldn't he be able to see my most private body parts? I couldn't do it.

Joe bent down on one knee, took a deep breathe and began to apply the cream. This was a smooth torture.

“Liam—” Liam grips my shoulders and quickly turns me around, making me back him. He bends me over forward and I arch my back in response, gulping as my clit throbs. It feels slutty bending over in front of him like this. He plants his hands on my butt cheeks and spreads them wide as he probes me with his shaft.