Novel & Cerita Underwear Stories

Daniel raised his eyebrows, this is the most honest description of his thoughts at the moment. Getting out of bed to change clothes, only then did Jenny realize that this guy was only wearing the same tight triangle underwear, and didn't bother to wear anything else, the perfect eight-pack abs showed up without a trace. Her face flushed and she moved her eyes away, Jenny whispered in her heart, neither jealous nor jealous, sooner or later it will turn into a belly, he won't be a fan! Peter clapped his hands, happily exclaiming, "Daddy's cool~"

The guy who had asked me for her underwear online was still very interested, and that is what she would do, so Cali would take this day to prepare it in the best way. Take a container and in it, add the underwear. Of course, Cali had previously arranged a small cocktail that would make the buyer feel satisfied. Cali filled it with hot water to make sure that the underwear was soft fabric softener, a little vinegar to kill any impurities, white cauliflower juice, in case the flavor was weak, a few slices of onion, and a little garlic, leave that compound overnight and the next day dumps the water and sprinkle the underwear with cherry juice and a special ingredient.

"I need you to take care of me." Caroline dropped gracefully to her knees and crawled the rest of the way between my spread legs. I lifted my hips just enough for her to slide my skirt up. As always, I wore sheer black three-quarter stockings held up by my favourite Victoria's Secret suspender belt. My smooth, shaved pussy was already glistening with arousal.

* "Maybe we could... um, use protection? To minimize the risk?" *A mischievous glint sparks in Stefanie's ocean-blue eyes as she listens to Y/N's concerns.* "Of course, dear," *she purrs, standing up and sauntering towards the bedroom closet.* "We wouldn't want our little secret to get out now, would we?" *Pulling out a drawer filled with lacy lingerie, she selects a pair of black lace thong panties and matching bralette, holding them up provocatively for Y/N to see.* "These should do the trick nicely," *she suggests, biting her lip seductively.*

And yet… I stripped out of my sundress and lay on the bed in just my lace panties. My hands wandered before I could stop them. I cupped my heavy breasts, pinching my nipples as I imagined their hands instead. Marcus’s strong grip. Derek’s rougher touch. Both of them on me. The fantasy shocked me two daddies worshipping my body, using me, claiming me.

Kane stood directly in front of her now, so close she could smell his clean, masculine scent. “Interesting,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. “You wrote an entire pornographic fantasy about your professor. And then submitted it as coursework.” “I didn’t mean to,” she whispered, mortified. “It was a private document. I must have copied the wrong file.” Kane tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. “Do you touch yourself while writing these stories, Lila? Do you imagine my cock stretching that tight little college pussy while you finger yourself at night?”

A trickle of his release followed, a warm, shameful leak down my inner thigh. Without a word, he stood up. I heard him zipping his jeans. Then, with a solid grunt of effort, he shoved the heavy bedframe sideways with his shoulder. The pressure on my back released. I scrambled out, my legs weak and trembling, pulling my jeans and panties up over my sticky, sensitive skin. I stood up, finally free.

We showered together and fucked again under the water. By 3 a.m. we were exhausted, lying in her destroyed bed covered in sweat and cum. Susan curled up against my chest, tracing circles on my stomach. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered. “This project was never going to get finished tonight.” I laughed breathlessly. “Yeah… I figured that out around the time you took your shirt off.” She smiled and kissed my chest. “Good. Because we still have the whole weekend.” I looked down at the beautiful naked girl pressed against me,, the girl I’d always wanted for months, and realized this was going to be the best weekend of my life.

I want this to go well so that I can still have a relationship with them when it's over. "She went to the store. She'll be back later." He looks me up and down as he takes a step closer. "What are you wearing, Ursula? You can't really be walking around in public like that." His words hurt. I'm wearing a tank top and a skirt. I don't have on a bra or panties, but everything is covered. Cain said I looked nice.

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing twelve stories of irresistible steam, steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...sin. ---------- “I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”