Under The Skin Novels & Stories

Mom and Dad turned to stare at me. My heart pounded, and I forced a smile to hide my panic. If I told Dad about this, he'd probably think I was losing it. Luckily, they didn't say much. After a bit of small talk, we wrapped up dinner. "Lily," Mom called as I was about to head back to my room. She had just finished washing the dishes and was still wearing her apron. Water droplets were dripping off her fingers. There was something different about her. She'd always had loose skin from years of housework, with hands all wrinkled from detergent and cleaning products. But now, her skin looked smoother and clearer.

And the ending is getting close and closer, he started supporting his body weight with his elbows and placing them on the bed, our chest landing on each other at the time and I hugged him so he will be with me to the end of the time. My inner pussy skin is getting pulled in and out by his dick, it gets harder causing me to scream but in a good way; my pussy is getting rosy due to his dick hit, and his balls also hit my ass, causing every inch of my pussy skin to change colors. “Ah, yes” As his dick movement is getting rougher and rougher, I moaned and pulled him even closer to me; I squeezed his body with my legs and locked him right away. “Philip yes, harder! I’m getting close”

We’re horrified of what we don’t know. In the little pot of people with no social class, the lowest of the lowest she was always like a diamond among stones. With her curly and long black hair, the slim figure, that mischievous smile and seductive look in her green eyes, Camila moved her hips here and there, behaving as the mother she was at day but not at night.

No cameras. No scripts. Just skin, steam, and the quiet certainty that desire—when shared freely—could feel like warm water on bare skin.

The bell above the tattoo shop door jingled as I pushed it open, my heart hammering against my ribs. I’d been thinking about this for months — finally getting ink on my breasts, something delicate and feminine to reclaim my body after a shitty breakup. The shop was called Ink & Skin, tucked into a quiet corner of the city with blacked-out windows and neon signs that hummed faintly. It was late afternoon, and the place was empty except for the artist behind the counter.

It was a simple, innocent thing mother had picked-cotton, pale white. But I wore no underwear beneath it. A secret rebellion. I gathered the fabric slowly, pulling it up over my knees, my thighs, revealing the smooth, pale skin of my lower belly. The air in the cramped booth felt cool on my exposed skin. I turned my body slightly, angling myself toward the thin slice of light coming through the lattice on his side. With one hand, I spread the neat thatch of dark brown curls between my legs. With the other, I parted the outer lips of my pussy, holding myself open for him.

Two little canines flashed in a silly, sweet grin—adorable as hell. I narrowed my eyes at her and whispered, "What are you doing in there? Get out!" But instead of listening, she only pushed further. Her soft little hand slipped inside. A wave of unbearable tingling shot through me. I curled my toes hard into the floor, every muscle tensed against the deep, bone-tickling itch. I fought to keep my body from giving anything away—there were too many people watching. "Max, what's with this lump here? Let me rub it for you," she said, her face the picture of innocence.

[Do you wish to upgrade to Suction skin and Light skin] Nice!! It is possible! [Upgrading] UGHHHH!!! WHAT the hell is this pain?! It never mentioned any pain or anything. grrhhhhhhh... ..... Haaaa.. it finally stopped. [Light skin: Makes the body light and agile for faster movement while increasing hardness by a small amount] [+5 DEF] [Suction skin: Form suction cups on the skin to help stick to the surface of any solid and improve stealth] [Stealth skill level + 1]

Amansinaya shouted. We followed what she said. I looked at Orlene when she gasped. My eyes widened when I saw a toddler coming out of the ground! The toddler has eyes with a shade of red. It has sharp fangs that were covered in blood. Its skin was dry as if it could peel out anytime. That’s gross! “A Tiyanak!” Orlene screamed. The Tiyanak turned to our direction then it started running. We were about to run away from it when we saw more Tiyanaks coming out of the ground!

It all makes sense now, and the truth is shattering my world. When she opened the door that night, she had literally taken my breath away. Her full black hair had been in waves, like a halo around her head and shoulders. Under the soft moonlight, her orange dress, simple but very pretty, had done something to me I couldn't explain. And her skin... Goddess, her skin. A rich tapestry of dark brown, it had gleamed as if woven with threads of liquid gold, kissed by the moon's caress. It glistened with a radiant warmth, each fleck a subtle spark that caught the light and danced like whispers of ancient moonlight.