Thong Novels & Stories

And I would’ve let it. Triston gripped my cheek, his thumb pressing softly into my skin, forming small circles on me. His other hand slipped down the center of my back, brushing over the zipper of my dress. The inside of the house remained silent. A long sigh of fabric gave way as he pulled it down with effortless precision. The dress nearly slipped off me, and my skin felt the warmth of him as he moved his hand to touch me. We were both in such an absurd mood, Triston's hand twisted on the back of my head, pushing me forward. My breath was nearly stolen, our faces so close to each other that we both could smell the alcohol on us.

She wore only a delicate black thong, the thin strip of fabric doing almost nothing to preserve her modesty. “How can you wear something like this to a piano lesson?” Madame Laurent murmured, her voice low and rich with amusement. The baton slid along the waistband of the thong, then followed the thin strip of material downward, tracing the cleft between Nia’s cheeks with deliberate slowness. Nia shuddered violently as the smooth tip of the pointer brushed over the sensitive pucker of her asshole, even through the fabric. Every nerve ending felt electrified. “Thongs are surprisingly comfortable,”

Glossary: Tholus = dome/arena - Chinga = small animal with a purple fur body/white mane like a lion, size of a newborn kitten *~~~* Kenzie followed behind Viper as they made their way down the long corridor. She had finally convinced him to take her to the Tholus. He seemed to be more content with staying in their quarters and her performing more "human mating techniques" as he put it. She had to give it to him. He was eager to learn.

Lastly l got one. It was a black dress but it didn't need me to wear a bra , it was designed in the way that only my black nipples we're almost the only covered ones and then as it flowed down , it had a slit up my thigh in fact in between my thighs. l knew it that once l sit down and then do one simple mistake , my red thong will be seen by him.

The light blue thong had turned to dark navy between her legs. Belle slowly inserted two fingers under the elastic band of the little garment, then trailed them down until the fingers resided insider her quim. She dug deep to take a good sample and held her hand up to me. Her index and middle finger glistened with her juice, so much of it that a little droplet formed at the end of one of her fingernails.

It was a dream every boy had. To save their family from a thief or a robber. But what kind of thief takes a shower? Then I saw it. On the floor. Neon pink lace. A bra and a thong. My throat went dry. My cock twitched so hard it hurt. What. The. Fuck.

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But now I’ve found what I’m looking for! That purple whale tail thong that peeps raunchily above the top of her blue jeans so tight they look spray painted onto her naked body. I run it through my fingers. It's so brief! The front’s just a tiny triangle of sheeny purple satin hardly big enough to cover a woman’s full bush, the back a strip just wide enough to nestle between the cheeks of her backside, and just a little bit more for show. She didn’t know I was spying on her just days ago kissing her boyfriend with her eyes closed in blissful pleasure, with his hand under her denim miniskirt hungrily fingering her between her willingly spread legs through this s

Mold me into your perfect bitch. Thorne's boot nudged my shoulder, flipping me onto my back. I sprawled there, legs splaying open to expose my hard cock and glistening hole. 'Beg properly,' he commanded, unzipping his pants to free his thick cock. It slapped heavy against his thigh, veined and already leaking, the knot at the base swelling with arousal.

"I'm here on my own." I opened the bag slowly and pulled out what was inside. A black lace thong. Matching bra. And absolutely nothing else. "Are you KIDDING me?" I held up the thong. It was basically a string. "Where's the rest of it?" Kade grinned. "That is the rest of it." "This is lingerie." "That IS clothes. Very expensive clothes, actually. You're welcome." I threw the thong at his face. He caught it, laughing.