Towel Drop Novels & Stories

His teasing touch nearly sent me over the edge. Without even thinking, my eyes dropped down to his towel—and yep, there it was. His hard length was visibly straining against the fabric. I swallowed hard, completely mesmerized. It was massive. So hard. So… tempting. I wanted to touch it. Taste it. God help me, I wanted everything. And just like that, the towel dropped to the floor. Oh. My. God.

he said with a chuckle as he spread his hands out. His chuckles and joking nature eased the tension I felt and made me feel less sel-conscious. I knelt on the bed and moved towards him shyly. “Do I or will you?” I trailed off quietly. “If you want, you may lose the towel,” he whispered in a deep sexy voice that almost made me gasp. I stretched out my hand and gently undid the knot that held his towel together and protected his dick from view. The towel dropped to the ground with a sound and I stared facing his dick.

The dry floor mop, hand duster, and a spray of disinfectant liquid were provided by the Lady after the reservation hours requested by the client. His arm wiped the sweat off his forehead and heaved. “You want me to make the towel steady? I don’t control gravity!” Aika glowered at him. He had experience having a girlfriend and there were times, whenever they got angry even from trivial matters would convince the man to just follow so no problems to heighten. Ryuu folded the towel again and formed an upright triangle, carefully he let go of it on the plate from the tea trolley and the towel dropped the nth time.

I soaped my heavy tits, my soft belly, my thick thighs, trying not to touch my aching clit. Then disaster struck. As I reached for my towel hanging on the hook, it slipped and fell straight onto the dirty floor, landing in a puddle of water near the toilet. It was completely soaked and disgusting. “Shit…” I whispered. It was late. The mansion was quiet. I assumed everyone was asleep. I had no other choice.

"Bring me a towel please." A member of staff rushes over to me, holding the towel out for me to step into. "I won't look," Varian promises. "By all means, take it in while you can." I rise from the water shakily, turning my body to face him in a moment of slightly drunk confidence. "Because you'll never see it again." His head is bowed respectfully as he turns his back on me. The member of staff drapes the warm towel over my shoulders, and I almost groan in relief as I wrap it around myself.

As taking a shower is my only choice, I do it with my left hand wrapped in more bandages and an anti leakage material outside the reach of water and take my one handed shower. It's awkward but nothing I can't adapt to. The issue comes when I try to dry my hair, but before that, I need to figure out how to tie this towel around my waist without it falling off. “Arrgh,” I groan and finally let the white towel fall to the ground after my seventh attempt. “Just lay on the bed and sleep, you'll sort everything else later,” Timothy encourages, showing his other extreme side which is quite opposed to his quick-to-anger/ready-to-slash-throat side that everyone else knows about.

he says as he picks up the towel for me from where it had been neatly packed to the side" He raises the towel up just to drop it to the floor,.." "Oops it slipped " he says trying to sound all innocent, "No it didn't I saw you drop it just now " I Bens to pick it up not wanting to argue further with myles neither si I want to keep up with this conversation all I want fish to escape from her real quick, H pulls me by my waist towards him as hw fold both if my arms to my back oinking it with his left arm as I trying wriggling hut it proves to be futile which make me stand still in his grasos,

She was going to tell them yes. The water had started to cool when she finally got out. Wrapped herself in a towel. Squeezed the water from her hair. Felt clean and relaxed and ready for sleep. She opened the bathroom door and stepped into her bedroom. Alaric was sitting in her chair. She screamed and dropped the towel. Realized she dropped the towel and hurriedly grabed it from the floor. Alaric was already moving....standing up, hands raised, eyes deliberately on her face and nowhere else.

She used them to dry off her body totally then placed them back in the hanger in the wardrobe then started using her skin lotion. “Ouuuuuchh my towel is parked already!” Cercei said as she immediately stood on the foot mat at the entrance of the bathroom looking stranded. “Guess you have no choice than to use mine for today, including my body lotion and cologne,” Mirabel said as she immediately reached for her towel and took it to Cercei. “Are you sure this is fine?” Cercei asked her best friend, winking at her. “Of course it is a baby, stop it now ! Would you!” Mirabel smirked at her and threw her towel at her face playfully and they both laughed.

It flows down Mad Dog's chest and pools on the floor before my jeans soak it up. Finally, my savior — I feel exactly like the damsel in distress he called me earlier — leaps from over the counter. He falls back in his knees next to Mad Dog and pulls a large sheet of plastic wrap away from the roll. "Grab the towels," he says moving my hands out of the way.