Stocking X Brief Novels & Stories

She grabbed the feminine wash from my hand and returned it to the cart. “You are a pervert!” she said. My smile never disappeared. Later we stopped at the garment shelves, and I frowned because Russell’s stopped at the underwear shelves. The saleswoman approached her. I smiled and approached them. “What’s that for?” I asked. Russel turned to me, and so did the saleswoman. “Ah, that’s our best-seller, Miss. It’s cotton, and it’s limited stocks.” “You don’t need that. I like when you’re not wearing anything like that....aw!” I laughed when Russel elbowed me in the stomach. Although it got stronger and hurt slightly, I laughed it off.

And underneath those, a pair of dark navy boxer briefs from a brand she recognized immediately, because she had bought Killian the exact same brand twice and left them in his drawer without ever being thanked for it. She put everything back. She stood in the small closet and breathed. There was a Victoria's Secret bag on the shelf above the dryer. Briar reached up and looked inside before she could stop herself. Black lace. A balconette bra with thin satin ribbon detail along the underwire, and a matching thong with a tiny bow at the center.

Those thin, sheer stockings looked particularly suggestive in Xavier's hand. Gabriella looked at him, a shiver running down her spine. She then let out a soft, disdainful snort and said, "How very considerate of you, Mr. Lund! Do you perhaps make it a habit to carry women's stockings with you every day? Do you perhaps have a specific fetish?" Xavier closed the distance between them and seized her waist in one swift motion, drawing her closer to view their reflections in the mirror.

The twin peaks that stood at his attention before Xavier chuckled. “So demanding,” he said before he was ripping her dress as it was design-flawed with easy access to her chest. Stella did not wear a bra for it would make this dress looked hideous with a bra on. So, she was braless and Xavier was groaning at the sight. “So pink and plush. It fit to my hand as if you’re made for me, love,” Xavier said before he was squeezing her breast in his hand and he sucked the other in his mouth. Stella moaned before she was arching her back and gripping his hair even more.

Just by standing there, he seemed to have an aura of his own. In this feminine products area, Shiv was extremely out of place. Few people entered into the general Store. They were around and found him looking confusedly at the feminine products area. Unknown from the eyes of people who were secretly staring at him, Shiv was busy looking at the products. Shiv looked at the small words above as his thin lips slightly pursed, as he continued to be silent. 'Soft cotton top... Pure cotton skin...' '240... 270... 420... XL... XXL... Antibacterial... Extra long wings...'

Very high heels,’ she said. ‘Very shiny?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Tights or stockings?' His voice was thin and reedy. ‘Stockings, of course.’ ‘What sort?’ ‘Fifteen denier, Very sheer. Very glossy. Midnight blue, with thick tops, very thick and dark.’ ‘Skirt or dress?’ ‘Skirt. A short skirt. Too short really. Too short for stockings. One of those stretchy ones. Clings to my bum.’ She heard a sharp intake of breath.

as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she was startled in her place. He was correct. Next second and he took out a few pair of bra and panty sets but all of them were not of Billina's size. "Your size is rarely rare, that's why it's not here," he informed confidently. That was right, her size was so rare. "Guess I have to wear it without a bra and..." she was interrupted by him, "but you can wear this brief.." he showed it to her and she gave a taunting scoff. Now, she has to wear men's briefs? What a joke!

Matching crotchless panties that left nothing to the imagination Sheer black thigh-high stockings with garter belts, and a tiny pleated skirt so short it would barely cover my ass. The fabric was luxurious, the kind that would cling to every inch of my skin. Next to it, nestled in more wrapping: a huge realistic dildo. Thick, veiny, at least eight inches, with a heavy base and balls. It looked expensive too.. A couple of other toys and a small bottle of lube rolled out beside it. My mouth went dry. My cock jumped hard in my sweatpants. This was insane.

X asks looking at some of the prints on the socks. “What? You don’t want a pair of pineapple socks?” I ask jokingly. He gives me the side eye, “I’m good..” I walk over to the clothing section while X browses around. There’s nothing much to pick out other than the writings of silly things or California or Coronado. Well, we’re here so let’s represent I guess..I pick out a light blue Coronado beach shirt, a pair of denim shorts, and some sandals to match my shirt. I feel like a total tourist right now but it’s kinda fun. X makes his way to me with a hat and sunglasses in hand.

I nod along as we enter the beige shop. The inside is anything but. Bright colors splash the walls with silly designs painted in patterns. Racks, one after the other, grace most of the floor plan; leaving room for three registers and a section for shoes. Signs label the store with "knit" "Tee's" "denim" as well as slightly bigger signs reading "Masculine" and "Feminine." "We'll start with the shirts and maybe dresses? If you'd like. Do you prefer the more masculine style shirts or is it just Xavier's?" The blush hit full force as Zay wacked Josh upside the head.