Tony Lopez Underwear Novels & Stories

By six-thirty— They were ready. Lidia stood in front of the mirror silently. The purple dress hugged her body perfectly, flowing smoothly down her curves before stopping just above her ankles. The slit along one side revealed her slender legs each time she moved while soft silver jewelry rested delicately against her skin. Her hair fell in loose curls over her shoulders. Elegant. Graceful. Dangerously beautiful. Beside her— Tony matched perfectly. A purple shirt tucked neatly into tiny black pants, his small shoes polished brightly while his curls framed his innocent face beautifully.

He is wearing white dress pants and shoes, with pink socks and a lite pink button down. “Are you wearing pink to match your women?” Zach asks, coming down the stairs. He is in lite khaki pants and black button down. He chose black loafers, no socks. “Maybe. I’m the Simp King, no need to hide it. I’ll do anything for my woman,” Tony comes up behind me and lifts my belly, before swaying gently. I love this, it takes the pressure off my back and tingles from the contact help me relax. “I’ll give you 30 minutes to stop,” I say, leaning against him. He didn’t pull his hair back today so that mess of curls is tickling my face.

Loyalty suddenly bursts out laughing and says, “more personal Meme” “Okay bitch, I gotchu”, Meme counters. “What style of underwear does Lala prefer”? I write a thong because it’s what I’ve seen her wear the most. “No point! You’d think for men who want to be all up in it, they’d at least know what’s covering it”, Meme states, causing Loyalty to laugh, and I kind of wish that I could see her board to actually know the correct answer to that. “Okay… Lala’s favorite type of fabric”?

Apparently babies were hard work. I was dragged, blushing, into a lingerie shop but I spent the most money there, buying things that would just end up on the floor or ripped off my body. I couldn’t resist, though, when I thought of the look on my mates’ faces when they saw me wearing the items. I couldn’t wait. True to her word, Tonya bought herself a ton of lacy, sexy underwear that Gia laughed at. “You gonna wear that under your training uniform?” Gia teased, holding up a red thong with a definite lack of coverage.

The club looked neater and more put together than yesterday, Lala sat at the counter, not dressed in her work clothes just yet. “Hey girl.” She hugged me tight. “Hey.” “You look beat.” “Shouldn't I?” “That.” Tony slid in from a back room into the bar. “Is the wrong question.” He looked odd in a Hawaiian style shirt. Well, I could add him to the list of odd things happening today. “Then what's the right question, chump?” Lala rolled her eyes. “Can't she look beat? It's a fucked up life. We're all expected to look beat.” He turned to me with a gentle grin. “Don't sweat it sweet cakes, life is shit. And it keeps screwing us over.”

She eyed me for a second, demanding who I was. “Is that my Dolcezza?” Tony’s voice asked from the inside. “Let her in.” My eyes flicked past the young girl, and I saw Tony’s ass. The young girl took a few steps back, giving me enough space to come in. Another girl was stark naked on the bed, and he sniffed coke from her ass. Tony grabbed a navy-blue robe and wore it, covering his nakedness. I walked into the room with my chin high. I did not want to prove to these youngies that I was here before them, but I could not just have them listening and looking when Tony makes me crumble. He spread his arms.

Luis said sarcastically as she innocently looked to the side. Tony rose a brow at her. "Well, I'll have you know that I'm the most respectable person in my family." I laughed at the truthfulness of his words. Tony's mother was into hard rock and mini skirts at the age of forty-seven, his dad owned a strip club and spent his nights shirtless and his younger sister was a junkie and tattoo artist. "Good morning," Michael greeted Tony and Luis. I flinched at the sound of his voice because I wasn't expecting him here.

Lo and behold, it was the lace underwear I'd been looking for just a while ago! I felt my face burning red and hot at once. How did this thing get under his pillow? The bathroom door opened just then, and I quickly stuffed it back under his pillow, burrowing into his blankets and playing dead. I peeked through the covers and saw Zachary's half-naked upper body as he walked out, water droplets sliding down his muscular abs as they glistened under the light. He was wearing some tight boxer briefs that barely covered his crotch, and I could also see his bulge swaying as he dried his hair with his towel.

Tony slowly stood leaving me naked and spread out waiting for him while he undressed. His body was phenomenal. Ripped in all the right places, young and tender and I’m sure he had the stamina of 100 horses. He pulled out a box of condoms and placed them on the side of the table, grabbing one and rolling it on his shaft. He walked over to the bed watching me like a hawk. Tony crawled slowly on top of me, my legs open exposing my honey pot waiting for him to enter. He laid on top of me, caressing my face and kissing me all over. He lowered his head, licking circles around my nipple. “Mmmmmm,” I moaned softly anxiously waiting to feel him fill me up.

All of them laughed and Barbie said, "Nope thongs don't cover much and if you get the right kind, they barely cover anything." Beth piped up and said, "I remember teasing Tony when Barbie and I used to let him see us in our bra and panties. He used to get a boner right away and we'd go back to our room and leave him to suffer. But now that I see what he's packing down there, I won't tease him again. He can have me anytime he and Patty want to play." Terri looked and saw Tony's cock was rising to the occasion so she added, "I'll say, he has a very nice package swinging down there. But right now I think it's more pointing, than it is swinging." Terri finished talking then she giggled.