Mind-Control Panties

Story Ten : Cutie 's Hot Ass

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta recitation this !

The physique was running off the high school of its last mind-control jaunt. It still enjoyed the bombination from the hold out girl who wore one of its panties. She 'd been transformed. So had been all those around the little girl. The essence had rippled out, touching the sprightliness of everyone who came near her. That was n't rare with one of its brace of pantie, but this essence was luscious. It had enjoyed watching the transformation.

But now it was occupy in a new transformation.

The figure moved through the near-empty halls of the college with these. The figure was characterless. quotidian. It clearly did n't belong to in this place of education, but no one gave it a bit coup d'oeil. The mist made it everyday. Though spiritual domain, the miasmal magic was there.

The Same magic that wreathed the panty it made.

The figure smiled as it entered Mr. Harrison 's classroom. Its eyes glanced around the room, drinking in the visual modality. dustup of orderly desks. Posters hung on the wall talking about the professor 's subject : story. One held a flow chart showing the development of the Roman nation, another had bullet points of the major events a earth War I. The figure stopped at one desk. right field up front, kernel of the row. The figure shuddered, knowing Zelda would sit her. She was the consummate girlfriend for this pair of panties. The satin, bronze panty were made for her. The figure carefully draped the pantie across the desk, stroking the silver letters across the seat.

Cute Tush.

The figure smiled, eager for its newest creation to be donned. eagre for the rush of mind-controlling another mortal fille who put them on.

The figure swept down the rows of desks, navigating between them on the way to the door. Just as it was about to reach the door, it opened. As usual, Zelda Carter had arrived early for her firstly class. She was the case of girl who liked to be on sentence. Proper. She wore a pink, cashmere sweater, long arm and high cervix, and a skirt that fell past her human knee, pink leging peeking out.

"wellspring, hi,"she said by routine, her eyes almost losing over as they glanced at the figure.

In her idea, the figure was nil more than a janitor. A custodian that had every rightfield to be in the classroom. She stepped aside, the figure sweeping out, soon to have vanished entirely from the mortal man.

Not that Zelda knew. Or cared.

She was tidal bore to learn from her favorite professor. history was a delightful issue to her. She loved uncovering the past. Learning about all the foible that others had made. It was why, though she was twenty, she still had her virginity. She 'd read the accounts about the girls who 'd given up their cherry red young, surrendering to the bestial lust of their boyfriends or to their own sensual desires.

Those little girl were invariably unsatisfied.

She wanted her first time to be perfective. With a boy that she knew she loved. She had a beau, but she was n't sure Nathan was the one. She hoped he was. She knew that if he was patient with her, waited for her to be set up, he would be.

These ideas all skittered through her judgment as she approached her desk, thinking dancing to and fro as she thought about former things. She made certain she had all her homework done, cataloging all the assignment she 'd been given. She was about to sit down at her desk when she noticed what lay on top of it.

She gasped in shock. She picked up the panty, feeling a chill running through her."Where did you come from ?"

She did n't even think back the figure at all. Forgetting it, she could n't make any connexion with it and how these pantie had found themselves here. The fabric was a slick silk, so different from the cotton wool panties she wore. A gamy pleasure rippled through her, her butt-cheeks tingling.

What would you feel like on my prat ? danced through her thoughts as she read those two words.

The door to the schoolroom creaked open.

Gasping, panicking at being caught holding a span of panties, she shoved them into her skirt pouch, balling them cryptical. She whirled around to see Mr. Harrison enter. He was a tall, dark-coated man with brown eye and a goatee.

"Good dawning, Zelda,"he said, giving her a smiling."You make me take care bad. I should get here before you."

She just smiled at him, already forgetting about the panties in her air hole."Sorry, I 'm just so eagre to learn about the fall of Constantinople today. Are we going to cover it ?"

"The degree in time were carom defeated the greatest medieval defenses ever erected,"he said."The day that curtain walls became obsolete."

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Zelda Carter

I had no melodic theme why I was putting on these panty. I shuddered as I stepped into the satin, silklike underclothing. A tingle raced up my legs as I dragged them up my calfskin. These were the scanty I found yesterday when I arrived at my story class. I did n't know why anyone would impart them behind. What young woman would do that ? I should n't possess put them in my pocket.

And I definitely should n't be pulling them up my thigh, but ...

I was just so curious to see what they would feel like. I always bought plain, boring panties. I never wore the riskier material, always telling myself that I was n't ready to recede my virginity When I was, then I would buy a duet of lacy underwear. Maybe even a lash.

Until I was ready to establish what I was wearing underneath my doll to my boyfriend, what was the point of wearing anything else ?

I shuddered, biting my lip and whimpering. The panties felt so smooth against my thighs. A hot itch formed in my twat as I pulled the waistband up over my rump. I groaned at the sleek feel of the fabric. It cupped across my croup, covering every inch of my butt-cheeks. It almost hugged them, gripping them like a pair of hands. I shuddered, wiggling my rump.

Did I have a cute tush ?

I blushed at that thought, my head shaking. My black pigtails danced around my face. My petty breasts jiggled. I snagged my field, ashen bra and pulled it on as I struggled to get used to this new pair of panties.

They made my shin feeling so excited. Especially across my fundament. Everywhere they touched me felt alive. Electrified. I licked my lips, wondering if I should take them off. I felt so naughty. My pinko mamilla were intemperately, I was starting to get wet. Like when Nathan kissed me.

I decided to allow them on. I 'd already donned them, and they did feel kind of nice, even if they made me feel like I was a niggling bit of a pervy girl. My nerve were burning as I put on the remainder of my wearing apparel. I pulled on a purple perspirer, loving the hazy feel of it on my skin. It did n't micturate me feel naughty.

Not like these panties.

Then I grabbed a sinister dame. I stepped into it, pulling it up my stage. It was a long one, I did n't require to wear leotards today with this pair. I like wearing skirts. They were so elegant. It made me feel so womanly. I knew lashings of girls like wearing jeans or pant because they were comfortable, but boys wore those, too.

I wanted to be feminine.

I zipped up my skirt and then frowned at my observation in the mirror. I turned, staring at my side visibility. Did this skirt make my hindquarters look nice ? Did I have a cute tush ? It was hard to say. The crepuscule of the skirt did n't quite cup my buttocks like the panty did. I bit my lip, worrying about my rear 's appearance.

Why ?

It was n't like me to be concerned about what I looked like. I mean, I put on composition, I combed my pilus and wore fairly dress, but I was n't worried about how my figure of speech looked to others. But ... I bit my lower lip, thinking my rump did n't look cunning at all in the skirt. It bothered me for some reason.

Why ?

That thought echoed through my mind. Why did I care so much ? I rubbed my custody on my skirt as I headed down the stairs. All my way to my college, all I could think about was how others saw me. Did they look at me and recollect,"That girl does n't have a heavy ass. I mean, look at what she 's wearing. If she had a cute tush, why would n't she be showing it off ? Instead, it 's like she 's trying to hide it ?"

That thought really bugged me. It had to be just my imagination. My skirt did n't make my rear end look unflattering. Right ? I needed an opinion.

I smiled when I saw my boyfriend, Nathan. He was waiting for me out front of the building, leaning against the brick wall. He was a magniloquent guy with blond fuzz and racy eyes. He grinned as he pushed off from the rampart."Hey, cutie, how you doing ?"

"You ask that like we were n't texting the entire way to schooltime,"I told him."You know I 'm fine."

"Yeah, and ? I just wanted to ask you,"he said, his arm sliding around my waistline. He gave me a quick kiss on the lip. I could sense his deal on my lower back. Why did n't they slide downcast and cup my tail ? Did n't he think I had a cute ass ? It made me squirm.

"Nathan ... ?"I said, my spokesperson tight.

"Yeah, Zelda ?"he asked, staring at me.

I broke away from him and turned around, twisting my torso to stare at back at him over my shoulder. My black pigtails swept off my shoulder joint as I did."Does this annulus make my ass look ripe ?"

He stared at them and frowned."Well, yeah, I guess it 's amercement,"he said."I mean, you 're always wearing skirts. And that 's the respectable your ass is going to face in them. Maybe you could wear compressed doll. Or jeans."

jean ...

The thought of wearing those wormed through my mind.

"I mean, I still like your ass,"he said."It 's cute."

"But not cute enough,"I muttered.

"Geez,"he groaned."I did n't mean to make water you feel self-conscious. You 're gorgeous, Zelda. I love you just the way you are."

It was a skillful idea, but I really, really wanted people to sleep together I had a cute tail. The satiny step-in I wore tingled around my ass, gripping my butt. For a minute, I wanted to just pilfer up my wench and ask what he thought of my ass cupped in that naughty satin. My fount burned at the thought even as my puss grew so hot.

"So you do n't require to do anything different,"he said."I like you just the way you are."

I wanted that to be enough, but ...

I was the first person to enter Mr. William Henry Harrison 's category. I liked getting there early, eager to see. My boyfriend shared my history class, but he always refused to go in early with me. He always broke off to go attend out with his friends for a pair of arcminute before classes started. Yesterday 's deterrent example on the fall of Constantinople was amazing. Today we were going to talk about how sultan Mehmed II set up the seat of his Empire in the new metropolis, changing Fourth Council of Constantinople to Istanbul.

When Mr. George Harrison walked in, I almost asked him what his opinion was on my ass. That would be totally incompatible. He was my professor.

I squirmed all through class, feeling the satin traveling bag of the panties hugging my rump. They itched, compelling me to ask Mr. Harrison that question.

Instead, I asked Terry when category was over. He was a tall, Black guy who sat in the book binding. He had his fuzz buzzed suddenly and a soul patch on his Kuki. I walked up to him, ignoring the funny look from Nathan.

"Dame Alice Ellen Terry ?"I asked, turning my body to bear witness off my English profile."Does this skirt make my ass appear cute ?"

Nathan 's jaw dropped. I noticed him spluttering out of the corner of my eye.

Dame Ellen Terry paused, his eyes flicking me up and down. I noticed his hunger stirring in those benighted depths. His heart brimmed with this passion that sent a wicked quiver through me. My butt-cheeks clenched as my panties seemed to almost electrify my bottom. I turned more, giving the Negroid guy a full-on look at my ass. He studied it, a smile growing on his lips.

"Well, it looks fine,"he said."It 's really hard to say more, though. Your wench does n't really emphasize your rump."

"I know,"I said."That 's what I was afraid of. Do you think I should bust different wearing apparel to show my ass off better ?"

"Oh, definitely,"he said."There 's nothing like a Stanford White young lady with a nice ass."He reached out and force it, bringing a gasp from Nathan 's backtalk."Yeah, you got potential. I have to see it in something better to acknowledge fo'sure."

My nerve burned as I nodded."Thanks, Terry,"I said. I turned around and darted over to my boyfriend."terry cloth thinks I should wear something better. Maybe I should buy some jeans after classes are over ?"

"He ... He ..."Nathan 's cheeks went red."He grabbed your butt."

"Yeah. He was just inspecting it."I said."He had to love if I had any electric potential. Are you jealous ?"I grinned and took his arm. I rubbed my impertinence against his shoulder."That 's cute. You know you have cipher to worry about. When I 'm ready, you 're going to be my first."

My Virgo puss itched. I did n't think it 'll be too long until I was quick, but I never knew. The time had to be perfect.

"Well, I guess,"he said.

I asked early cat about their ruling throughout the day. The consensus was unanimous : my skirt just did not show off my arse to its replete. They kept saying words like"exquisitely"or"okay"or even"meh."I needed to do better than meh ! I knew my stooge was cunning. Hot. I needed to show it off. I had to buy new jeans.

"I ca n't go to your home and study with you,"I told Nathan after year were over."I have to go shopping. Unless you want to come with me."

"wellspring,"he said, rubbing at the back of his neck opening. He did n't seem enthusiastic."I guess I can come. But, I mean, you do n't have to change your look. You know that, right ? You 're very well the way you are."

"I guess,"I said. He should be more supportive."Maybe Terry would like to come with me and give his advice."

Nathan blinked."What ?"

"I 'll see you later, Nathan,"I said, planting a kiss on his cheek."Dame Ellen Terry seems to be a much near evaluator on a White girl 's ass. He 'll be perfect."

I left Nathan behind, confused why he would be spluttering. What was wrong with getting some advice from an expert ? I found Terry, and the total darkness guy was more than well-chosen to go shopping with me."Fo'sure I want to see you try on some jeans."

I beamed at him.

He drove me to the plaza, grinning the stallion time. I kept squirming in the passenger behind, my ass tingling from the silky panties that gripped it. I was so excited about this. I knew my hind end would look telling in my new blue jean.

Terry would assist me pick out the unspoiled pair to show off my cute rear end to its fullest.

I strolled into the shopping centre with terry cloth, my ticker beating with excitation. We did n't go to my usual stop over position, the department store, but to one of the trendy computer memory. I smiled when I saw the denim on show on the framework in the showing windowpane. They were so plastered. They had little hearts drawn in pink spangles on the derriere scoop.

I tingled, just knowing these would be perfect.

Of course, I grabbed the pair with the core, plus a few Sir Thomas More couple of boney jeans. I buzzed with hullabaloo as I headed into the changing room. In there, I stripped out of my oil production skirt, pausing for a moment to admire how my croup looked in the bronze scanty. The silver letters were backward in the mirror, but I knew what they spelled.

I had what they said.

I grabbed the yoke of jeans with the hearts on the gage pockets, trembling in excitement. I stepped my legs into the distich, shuddering as I drew the pant up. I, of trend, owned some denim, mainly for doing outdoor stuff and nonsense. None were like these. My new blue jean were stretchy. Not like any dungaree I 'd wear thin. I shuddered as I pulled them higher and higher up my leg, feeling the cloth molding to my skin. I wiggled my pelvic arch as I pulled them over my rear. As I fastened them up, I glanced in the mirror.

They definitely showed off my ass. This was so much best than the boring skirt draping over my backside. I smiled and threw open the door to the changing elbow room. terry cloth grinned as I stepped out, his eye flicking up and down.

"Come on girl, express me that booty. Let me see how good it looks."

I turned around, wiggling my hips.

"Damn, girl, stop shaking. Let me salute in the sight of you."

"Sorry, I 'm just so arouse,"I said. I pulled out my earpiece and started texting Nathan. Just trying on the new jeans. Waiting to receive out what Terry has to say about them.

I hit send.

I gasped as terry cloth 's orotund hands cupped both my butt-cheeks. He squeezed and kneaded my rump, his finger digging into the denim. I shuddered, the heat construction in my pussy. A naughty tingle rippled across my rear as his fingers massaged me.

You really went shopping with him ? Nathan sent back.

Yes, I replied. He 's inspecting the denim I 'm trying on right field now. I 'm waiting for his approval.

"Who you texting, girl ?"Terry asked, his thumbs massaging my butt-cheeks. He almost rubbed at the crack.

"Just my boyfriend,"I said, my entire body feeling alive right field now. The way Dame Alice Ellen Terry was touching me had to mean my ass was cute."What do you think ? He 's waiting to find out."

"Damn, why did n't you make your boyfriend do this ?"Terry said.

"wellspring, you are an expert on ovalbumin girl 's asses."

He chuckled."Fo'sure. And you got a great feeling ass. Nice and curvy. Peachy. I like it. Definitely cute."

I quickly sent to Nathan, He thinks my ass is cute ! Is n't that exciting ?

You do n't require me to be excited that some early guy 's groping your ass right now, Nathan sent back.

Do n't be jealous, I texted. He 's just squeezing my ass. It 's not like he 's touching my tits or anything. I giggled and said to terry"He 's getting a little jealous."

"Fo'sure,"terrycloth said. He gave my ass one final power play. Then he pulled his hands away. I missed his review already."You in force go try on those other blue jean. Just to see how they fit."

I tried on the other two pairs of jeans. Dame Ellen Terry gave a thoroughgoing examination of each. I groaned, my pussy flavor so juicy. I bit my lip and whimpered as his fingers kneaded my rump. He pushed the denim a little bit into my butt-crack, trying to reach in there, but just not being able to. rut flowed through me. My teat ached.

If I had a appointment with Nathan tonight, I might be convinced to let him do More than osculate me.

Sweat broke across my brow during the net inspection. I felt like Dame Ellen Terry was taking forever to approve them, massaging my rear.

"Definitely the firstly pair,"he said."Those warmness really set off your butt-cheeks. I just had to be thorough."

"Of line,"I said, smiling at him.

terry cloth followed me into the changing room. I blinked at that but did n't say anything as I unzipped my jean. I turned away from him as I pushed the denim down my hips. When I bent over to get them past my knees, thrust my ass out at him. He groaned as he saw my step-in.

"Now, daughter, that 's a decent looking ass. Shame you ca n't outwear these to class."

I giggled."Yep, that 's a shame."

I worked the blue jean down my legs, sliding them off. I felt Terry looking at me. I groaned as his hands grabbed my ass. finger dipped into my butt-crack, pressing the satin textile into my crotch. I gasped as he found my bastard. He touched my sphincter, rubbing it through the satin."Damn, you really got a mulct ass, daughter. tinker's dam hunky-dory ass."

"You better stop going low-pitched,"I whimpered."You 're almost about to speculation into places not even my fellow 's touched."

"Right, right,"he said pulling his work force away."Do n't desire to poach on Nathan 's girl."He said my young man 's epithet with ridicule."I mean, I 'm here, and he 's not."

"Because you 're an expert on White lady friend rear end. Otherwise, he 'd be here."I smiled at Terry."He is a majuscule boyfriend."

I really, really did n't want to put back on the doll, but I had to walk out of here wearing something. I ended up buying a couple of couple of the ace with hearts on them. Well, they had a potpourri of them. There was one with stars, another with a four-leaf shamrock, and one with kissing lip. All in all, I bought four brace of jean.

It was all I could afford.

Dame Alice Ellen Terry drove me home. There, I raced upstairs, texting Nathan all about it. I promised that he would fuck what I looked like when he saw me tomorrow. He would be blown away by what an amazing ass I had. He could even rival it. After all, I let Terry grope my ass. No grounds I could n't let my boyfriend do the Lapplander even if the thought made me blush.

That Night, I felt so itchy, I had to masturbate. I did n't do it every day, but tonight I rubbed my purulent feverishly. I even did something I 'd never done before. I reached my left wing hired man beneath my rump and slue my digits into my butt-crack.

I found my asshole.

I groaned when I sank my middle finger into my bowels. I felt so wicked. So wanton away. I pumped it in and out of me while I rubbed my virgin bod. I came so unvoiced, my anal sheath writhing around my digit, my juice flooding my fingerbreadth. I shuddered, imagining such naughty things.

affair thicker than my figure penetrating back there.

I panted after I came down from my orgasm, feeling sopor pulling down at me. I rolled over, sniffing at my finger. The perfume was n't bad. A sour, earthy savor. I popped it into my oral cavity and sucked the feeling of my ass all off my finger's breadth, and fell into sleep.

I had to wear the step-in the side by side day.

Normally, I would n't do that, but they just felt so amazing. I slipped them on maiden, that tingling racing through me. My cocksucker clenched, remembering my finger. Naughty thinking danced in my head as I pulled on my jean next. I went with a pair decorated with hearts.

They were just the cutest.

I wiggled the jeans up my legs, the stretchy material clinging to me. They showed off my nifty thigh and cute sura as well as a delicious tush. I tugged the stretchy material over my rump, feeling it gripping my butt-cheeks. It was almost as tight as my panties.

If I could have on something that hugged my ass like my pair of panties and still go to college in them, I 'd wear thin them.

Nathan was pacing out front line of the college when I arrived. I called his gens. He gave me this concerned looking at. I smiled at him and darted up. I stopped before him, saying,"Well ?"I turned, letting him get a look at my butt."What do you mean ?"

"well, those are ..."He swallowed."I mean, you look enceinte, but you went—"

"You think my ass is great !"I squealed."Please, tell me how cute I look."I bent over more than, thrusting my ass out at him."I need to know."

"Well, yeah, your ass looks great in it, that 's not the—"

I squealed again."I 'm so glad you like my ass in this."I threw my branch around his neck and kissed him on the cheek."Oh, Nathan, you 're such a wonderful boyfriend."

"Nice ass,"said a guy as he walked by. I gasped as he gave my rump a squeeze."shucks, dainty ass."

I beamed.

"Shame you 're in those jeans. Be prissy to see all the curves."

Just like that, my upheaval vanished.

"He just squeezed your ass,"Nathan fumed."Hey, that 's my girl !"

I shrugged and headed inside, dazed.

I swayed. jean were n't enough to show off my ass. What could I do about that ? I could n't just go around in panties. I had to outwear something. Right ?

For once, I was n't the kickoff to Mr. President Benjamin Harrison 's class. I was in such a daze as I wandered down the hall, struggling to envision out what to do. What could I possibly break ? leotards ? Those were n't tight enough. They might hug my butt, but they were thick and warm. Yoga gasp ?

Those were pretty clingy.

Was there anything better ?

There were nylons, but that was like wearing panties. I need something I can actually wear off in public. That would show off my rump perfectly. Nathan was arguing in the background, shouting at the guy who grabbed my ass while I just kept drifting. Was there anything I could wear ?

"You look like you 're in a daze,"a grumble voice said.

I blinked and looked up to see Dame Alice Ellen Terry. The black guy grinned at me."I thought you 'd be looking felicitous. I mean, that ass looks pretty good in those jeans."

"Pretty good is n't near enough,"I said."I need something better. You 've seen what my ass looks like in those panties."

"Fo'sure, I did. It was a shit mulct ass. Perfect. You really need to show it off better."

"I know,"I said."Do you have any idea ?"

He shrugged."I know, try jeggings. There like pantyhose but they look like jean. People sometimes can get away with wearing them in populace. They 'll fit your ass like nylons, but, you know, they look like denim."

"Jeggings,"I said, my imagination on fire.

Terry 's hand slid around my waistline to grab my ass. He pulled me fill up to him. Both his handwriting were now on my rump. He squeezed and kneaded my ass, his finger sliding up and down the crinkle that followed my butt-crack. If the denim was n't so thick, he could get his finger in there like he had with my pantie the day before. He could tease my asshole. I felt something backbreaking poking me in the stomach. I stared up at him as a undulation of heat washed out of my pussy.

"I 'm going to do it. I want to buy jeggings. Tomorrow ... Tomorrow my ass will be perfect."

"Well, that will be Nice, but it 's a shame you ca n't go around naked."

I giggled, this wicked tingle rippling out of my ass."I ca n't do that. Even if I do make a cunning tush."

"Still, damn shame that you—"

"Hey !"Nathan shouted."That 's my girlfriend 's ass you 're groping !"

"It 's all assuredness, man,"Dame Alice Ellen Terry said, giving my rump a final wring."Just inspecting her fine rump. zippo unseasonable with that."

I turned around and smiled at my boyfriend."Right, nothing wrong with that. Look, Nathan, you can grab my ass. Just put your hands over my rump and squeeze. You can see how squeamish it is."

"I ca n't grope your ass in the middle of the hall,"Nathan muttered, cheeks red."And you should n't be letting former guy do it.

"Are you kidding jealous ?"I asked, shaking my head. I pulled away from Dame Ellen Terry and that hard bulge in his jeans. I went to Nathan, taking his custody. I gave him such a happy grinning."I 'm your girl. okey ?"

Terry 's hand found his way to my ass again. He squeezed me as I smiled at my fellow. A wicked shiver ran through me, an electrifying tingling that spread from my panties. My pussy clenched. The Black guy knew how to touch my ass. He was a overlord at it.

"He 's doing it again,"Nathan muttered.

I rolled my eyes. I rose on my tiptoes and planted a quick kiss on his lips."You 're my boyfriend. Okay ? Terry 's just a friend."

"That 's all I am, okay ?"Terry asked."We cool, man ?"He squeezed my cigaret."Be felicitous that your lady friend 's got such a very well ass."terry pulled his mitt away and then he smacked my rump.

I giggled.

terry sauntered into the classroom."I want to go buy some jeggings after class are finished, and then you 'll see just how amazing my ass really is."

"What are jeggings ?"Nathan asked, still staring at me like he was a little mad.

"Something bewilder,"I said, taking his arm and pressing against him."Come on, Mr. Harrison 's class is about to bulge out. He 's going to be talking about how the Ottomans used the Mamluk slaves to administer their empire. Is n't that weird ? Slaves."

We headed in the classroom while my vision was on fire with the opening of jeggings.

They were all I could think about. I googled them between breaks, staring at film of these reduce, plastered, stretchy material hugging girl 's ass. They were n't wearing panties, so the material slipped into their butt-cracks. It was like they were naked, but they were n't. Because they look like they were jeans, people would n't realize you were wearing practically nylons. They were so gamey. I searched where to buy them and smiled when I saw I could get them at the Same station I bought my blue jean. I quivered with excitement.

After year were over, terry, of course, was more than felicitous to drive me to the mall.

"You 're going with him again ?"Nathan whined as I headed to terry cloth 's car. My boyfriend was trailing after us, looking so desultory for some reason.

"You need to study for your math trial,"I told him."You need to keep up your grad. Terry will make sure I get to the mall and back. He 's a really good friend."

"A friend that has his mitt on your ass,"Nathan muttered.

Terry did bear his deal on my ass. He squeezed and fondled it every chance he could.

"What 's so haywire with that ?"I asked."Did n't you like squeezing my ass after Mr. Harrison 's class ? I even kissed you while you did it. Do you see me kissing Terry ?"

"No."

"See, just something friends do,"Terry said."Especially when that friend 's got a OK ass."

I giggled.

"I 'd let you come,"terry cloth continued,"but my backseat 's full phase of the moon of junk. No elbow room for you."

"Sorry, Nathan,"I said."I 'll text you when I got the jeggings. love you."

Then I was stepping into Terry 's car. There were couplet of shirts in the dorsum, spread out over the full seat. I guess they could n't be moved so Nathan could sit back there. terry slipped into the number one wood tush and we were off.

I was so excited to buy the jeggings. The moment we arrived at the promenade, I burst out of the car and left Terry behind. I missed his hand rubbing my ass, but I was so excited. I was practically running by the clip I was inside the mall. I reached the clothing computer storage, darting in, my eyes scanning.

I gasped when I saw them. They were sold with the nylons and came in the like eggs stockings did. They had them in dark-blue and stonewash and light-blue and even pink. I scooped them up in my hands, juggling them, when Terry walked in.

"damn, girl, you 're just eager for it."

I smiled at him.

"You want to try them on ?"he asked.

I rolled my eyes."You do n't try on nylons. They 're stretchy. They 'll fit."

"Maybe I just want to see your ass in those panties again."

I smiled and nodded."Fine, grab that pair of denim so I can pretend to have something to try on."

He did.

The moment he closed the changing room door behind us, I was unsnapping my jeans. I shoved them down, bending over so he could see my behind clad in the bronze panties. I felt so wicked. So naughty.

His hand grabbed my ass.

I shuddered as he kneaded my ass through my panties. There was almost nothing between us. I closed my center, whimpering as I bit my lower lip. My tit were so heavy. My pussy was so wet. If Nathan was here, I did n't do it what I would do. I wiggled my hips, loving the hot touch of Terry 's impregnable digit kneading my rump.

He groaned, his fingers sliding up and up the panties until he found the waistband. I gasped as they dipped inside. I felt him sliding into my underwear. His hand was touching my naked anatomy. He caressed my rump directly. His middle finger slid into my butt-crack. I whimpered, my pith thundering so fast as he went lower and lower.

He found my sphincter.

I groaned, shuddering at how sore my dickhead felt. I whimpered as pleasance I normally only felt when I masturbated my kitty was flowing through me as he circled my puckered hollow. His finger caressed my sphincter, causing me to quiver. I leaned over, grabbing a support bar. I gripped it, my face inches from the mirror before me.

I was flushed. My pigtails swayed about my font, my black pilus caressing my red cheeks.

"Yeah, you got yourself a squeamish ass,"he said."Fo'sure."

I whimpered and nodded.

"You like that, huh ? You like me massaging your little asshole."

"Yes,"I moaned."You have intercourse just what to do. You are such an expert."

"No one knows a White girl 's ass better than me."

That was so genuine. I whimpered, my pussy melting with my juice. His finger's breadth pressed against my sphincter. My middle widened as he entered me. I felt his fingers sliding into my asshole. My virgin cunt clenched as his figure sank deeper and deeper.

"Oh, god, yes,"I moaned, gripping the bar, my expression twisting in the reflectivity."terry cloth !"

"Yeah, just a beautiful ass,"he groaned."I ca n't expect to see you tomorrow in those jeggings. You 're going to be beautiful."

I nodded, whimpering. His finger plunged in and out of my arsehole. He reached deeper, wiggling around inside of me. The velvety stimulation was incredible. My virginal puss drank it in, my juices flowing hotter and hotter out of my depths. My little button throbbed, my nipples aching. It was incredible.

I had no approximation my dickhead could sense so amazing. When I fingered it last night, it felt slap-up, but this ... Terry knew just where to touch me. How to work his finger in and out of my bowels. I whimpered through my moxie tooth, feeling this pressure sensation building and edifice inside of me.

My orgasm approached.

I shuddered as his fingerbreadth thrusting deep and fast into me. My velvety asshole gripped him, clenching about him increasing the friction. The foreplay. It was incredible. pleasance rippled through me. I squeezed my eyes shut, little igniter dancing across my coloured vision. This tide swelled and swelled in me.

He pressed a second finger against my asshole.

"Terry !"I gasped as he pushed his pointer finger into my sphincter.

My anal anchor ring stretched and stretched. I groaned, wanting to fight his intrusion, but it felt too honorable to resist. This heating system that stabbed into my nethers. The arcsecond finger sank into me, extending into me to dawn almost as deep as his middle finger's breadth did. I groaned as he pumped them both in and out of me.

"You are soaked,"he said."Mmm, I love a tight, hot, White girl ass. And you got a beautiful one, Zelda. Fo'sure."

"Thank you !"I moaned as his fingers pumped in and out of me faster and faster. My sexual climax built. Every plunge sent me hurtling towards it. I could n't fend surrendering to this passion. I could n't arrest myself from enjoying this. My ass felt amazing. His fingers felt so right inside my bowels.

He jammed them both so deep in me, his former fingerbreadth sliding into my butt-crack. He almost sank every in of his digit buried in me. So duncical and long.

"Yes !"I squealed. I came.

My prick writhed around his fingerbreadth. My virgin slit convulsed. I could palpate the juices soaking my George W. Bush and the voider of my step-in. I whimpered, my pocket-size titty jiggling in my bra as I trembled. My pigtails danced around my head. They whipped around my shoulder as I swung my head from slope to side. genius exploded across my visual sensation as the Wave of rapture slammed into my mind.

I drowned in ecstasy. My SOB felt amazing. I had no theme a friend could dedicate me such ravish just from fingering my bowel. I whimpered, drinking it in. So glad that my cute tush could feed me such rapture.

"shit, you do have an nonplus ass,"he growled."It 's got ta be the most perfect ass in the cosmos. Fo'sure, girl."

"Thank you !"I howled as my orgasm peaked.

"You 're welcome,"he said. He ripped his fingers out of my cocksucker. For a moment, he pressed against me. I felt the hard bump of his cock rubbing against my bum."I ca n't hold off for tomorrow. You 'll reckon amazing in those jeggings."

"Yes,"I groaned as I came down from my orgasm.

I paid for my jeggings and almost floated out the shopping mall, carried on the wind of rapture that my anal orgasm gave me. Terry was such a honest friend to make me feel so good. I gave him a kiss on the nerve in thanks.

I climbed into his car and immediately texted Nathan. I have the jeggings ! I hope you 're studying for your math test ! I want you to come after. I love you.

I 'm trying to take, he sent back. Hard to do when I know you 're out with him.

You do n't have to worry. Terry 's a ripe friend. He made me experience so soundly about my jeggings. Gave me such a rush. Buying them was awesome. I wish I could come over and see you because I would probably do something naughty. But you have to consider, and I have my own homework I need to get done. Tomorrow, you 'll get to see my ass in my jeggings.

So will Terry.

Why would n't he ? Terry deserved to see me in the jeggings. He helped me buy them !

Nathan did n't answer.

Terry dropped me off at my house, giving me a final pat on the seat. I smiled at him and then headed inside.

I barely managed to get my homework done before I was fingering my asshole. I made myself cum three time before I passed out. When I woke up, my finger was still buried in my bowel. Since I had fifteen minutes before I had to actually get up, I gave myself another one orgasm.

I climaxed so hard, my twat convulsing, raptus sweeping through me.

I loved having fingers in my son of a bitch. Maybe Nathan would feel my asshole at schooltime. I wished he 'd stop being such a spliff in the mud. I did n't realize why he was so jealous of Terry. We were just friends.

I cracked undetermined the plastic egg holding the stone-wash duet of jeggings. I did n't have the panties on, they would be visible through it and it would get the better of the whole stage of wearing these. Jeggings would be even tighter than my panties. They would mould to my rump and even slew into butt-crack and present off the full moon soma of my peachy ass.

Putting jeggings on was like rolling on nylons. I went slow, working them up both legs to make sure there were n't any ravel. The solitary conflict between stockings and jeggings were the latter had no feet. The jeggings ended at my ankles.

I shuddered as they clung to my thigh like cheeseparing denim, but were even tighter. I pulled them higher and higher. I groaned as I rolled them up over my rump. Just like I had hoped, I could sense the stretchy textile sliding into my butt-crack. It pressed against my dickhead, letting me know that the full moon definition of my rump could be seen.

They were so thin I felt like I was naked.

What I did n't consider on was how obvious my bush was in the battlefront. I had to act fast. I had never shaved my pussycat, but I quickly got that done. I was going to be late for my first year, but it would be worth it. The jeggings felt so naughty against my bare Virgo the Virgin rim. They molded to my goose, too. I had a cameltoe on display.

It was a small price to pay to render off my perfect ass.

I rushed down the stairs, the jeggings cupping my ass and vulva. Without any pubic whisker, I could feel the stretchy material caressing my pussy lip. My clit. I groaned, this heating racing through me. The fabric was in my butt-crack and teasing my asshole. I whimpered, my entire trunk on fire.

I needed Terry to grope my ass. I needed my asshole played with. I wish I had time to fuck off, but I had to run.

I 'd be late for Mr. Reginald Carey Harrison 's social class if I did n't leave.

I bolted out of the house, my feet stretching out before me. The jeggings hugged me like a second skin. I was practically naked as I hit the sidewalk and made the correctly towards my college. It was n't far. I lived skinny. But, still, I had to hasten to avoid being belated.

My phone buzzed, clutched tightly in my hand. I did n't have any pockets on my jeggings, and I 'd left my purse behind. I did snag my back pack, so I was n't completely unprepared for college. And, of course, I would never pass on my family without my phone. I swiped the blind as I ran, seeing a message from Nathan.

Where are you ? he texted. Your dumb friend is bugging me. SOB thinks I would let him love where you are. He claimed he fingered your asshole ? Did he ?

I could n't suffice that right now. I was running. Best I could do was hit three letters.

OMW

I hit send and kept running, a stitch already forming in my English. I could see my college ahead. I ran faster, my clit throbbing. The material caressed me. It rubbed my ass, my butt-cheeks rippling as I ran. My asshole drank in the teasing joy of the fabric.

It was all so much bliss.

I was on ardour. I could feel my juices soaking my jeggings. They absorbed my pick like a quick study, spreading the wetness across my genitals, down my thighs, and around to the bottom slopes of my butt-cheek. My pigtails bounced around my shoulders.

I darted across the road to get to my college. A car hooter honked, pasture brake screeching. I just kept running. I made it to the other face and raced into the schooling grounds. I could see Nathan waiting out front.

I waved to him, my breasts bouncing in my bra and my loose blouse. My top was the exact opposite of the jeggings I was wearing. I wanted to demo off my ass, not my titty. I was still a wholesome miss. I was a Virgo the Virgin. I did n't know when I would be set up to fall in it up. It had to be to the right hand guy.

I had assumed that was Nathan, but the way he 'd been acting the in conclusion few days ...

"Zelda !"he gasped."Jesus, you 're almost late."

"Sorry ... I had to ... shave my pussy,"I panted.

He blinked as I came up to him. I stopped and struggled to catch my breath. I grabbed his arm for support, one-half bending over as I sucked in air.

"You had to ... shave ? For Terry ?"

"God, stop being such a jealous retard. Because my Vannevar Bush would totally be on exhibit. Look."I straightened and pointed at my crotch.

His jaw dropped."Holy fucking crap, Zelda, I can see your pussy lips. It 's like your practically naked."

"I know,"I said, turning around."See ? Look at my butt. You can see every bit of my precious tush. Is n't it just hone ?"

"Yeah, it is, but ..."He swallowed."What 's this about Terry fingering your bunghole ? Did you ... ?"

"It was just something friends do,"I said."It was n't like he fingered my puss our touched my mammilla. I did n't even kiss him."I lunged in kissed Nathan on the lips."Now, we have to get to Mr. Harrison 's course. It 's about to start."

I darted into the college building, leaving Nathan spluttering behind me. I heard his footstep following after a moment.

Mr. Benjamin Harrison 's class was n't too far into the building. I reached it in time, bursting in before the warning Alexander Bell rang. Everyone turned to bet at me. All the guys groaned when they saw what I was wearing. Mr. Rex Harrison 's dropped the book he was holding. The older man swallowed. I swear his oculus almost fell out as I sauntered up towards my desk.

I passed terry cloth, smiling as he boldly grabbed my rump. He held on tight, stopping me from reaching my tooshie."Damn, I knew your ass would take care amazing in these. Fo'sure, you got the salutary ass on campus."

"I know,"I groaned, savoring his finger's breadth sliding up and down my rump."You approve, Dame Ellen Terry ?"

"Zelda !"Nathan gasped. He was in the doorway."He 's ..."

"Yes, he 's inspecting my cute tush."A hot shudder ran through my pussy. I was so on fervidness. I quivered, loving the feel of both of Dame Ellen Terry 's bridge player now roaming my ass. He parted my butt-cheeks. I could sense him staring into my snap. He let out a groan of delight.

"Goddamn, Zelda, these stamp to every inch of you. I can see the depression of your SOB through the jeggings."

I gasped as he touched my back door. His fingerbreadth rubbed against my sphincter muscle. I groaned, quivering. My nipples throbbed against my bra. I licked my lip, setting my phone down on my desk. Terry was sitting right behind me. I was sure that was a coincidence.

"Oh, yes, terry cloth,"I moaned."Mmm, I need this. Oh, God, I need this so bad. Your finger tactile property incredible in my asshole."

"Zelda !"my fellow groaned.

"It 's OK,"I told him."It 's just my whoreson. It 's not a sexual organ."

"Yeah, listen to your girl,"Terry said, rubbing the stretchy material of the jeggings harder into my asshole. I groaned, my sphincter drank it in. I leaned over, grabbing the back of my chair. My butt-cheeks clenched around his finger's breadth, pinning him against my sphincter.

He rubbed harder. My pigtails danced around my grimace as everyone saw Terry scrutinise my cute stern. All the son were staring at me. Panting. They all knew I had a perfect ass. My back arched, another throaty groan of delight bursting through me.

"Oh, god, keep rubbing me,"I moaned.

"Jesus of Nazareth, Zelda !"Nathan groaned."You sound like you 're going to cum."

"I am !"I moaned."Ooh, yes, just like that. prevent stroking me, Terry. Get me closer and closer to—"

I heard a tear.

"damn, that 's delicate,"I said as I felt the cloth of my jeggings splitting up my butt-crack. The two halves separated, exposing my asscheeks. Even my shaven pussy felt on display. I gasped as now terrycloth 's fingers rubbed directly at my asshole.

"Damn, did n't mean for that to take place, but, damn,"he said.

His finger left my cocksucker, leaving me quivering. I needed him to keep touching me. He grabbed both one-half of my jeggings and tore them advance apart. He revealed all of my rump. The jeggings split all the way up to the cincture. I groaned, set over, everything on display.

"That is a exquisitely ass,"he said and then his font pressed between my butt-cheeks.

"What the fuck !"Nathan groaned as I whimpered.

"It 's okay, Nathan, honey. He 's just licking my asshole."I shuddered as terry 's tongue slid around my sphincter."He 's not stir my snatch at all."

"Just giving her ass an oral inspection,"Terry said and then swirled his tongue around my asshole again.

"Yes !"I moaned."He 's an expert on White girl asses."

"Damn,"moaned Shawn from his seat nearby.

All the guys were staring. They watched as Terry feasted on my son of a bitch. His glossa swirled around it. Then he pressed against it. I groaned as he penetrated my bowels. I whimpered as that tongue pressed into my anal retentive case. I glanced at Nathan, his facial expression red. I gave him a smiling, letting him have intercourse this was unacquainted.

It was just my shit, after all.

Oh, it felt amazing.

Terry 's strong fingers kneaded my rump as his spit pumped in and out of my asshole. The delight melted down to my kitty, my orgasm building and edifice. I wiggled my rosehip from side to side. I whimpered. That wonderful pleasure swelled in me. It was so naughty. Everyone was witnessing it.

I came.

My motherfucker quivered and convulsed around Terry 's probing lingua. I gasped at the bang of joy surging through my puss. It flowed through me, a delicious tidal wave of rapture that filled every face in my body. It spilled up to my mind. My breasts jiggled in my bra, my pigtails dancing about my head teacher. It felt so amazing.

"Oh, yes, Terry !"I moaned."Yes, yes, inspect my SOB ! Ooh, that feels amazing !"

"Jesus, did you just cum ?"Nathan groaned.

"I did !"I moaned."Oh, yes, Terry !"

Juices soaked my torn jeggings. They gushed out of my shaved cunt and spilled down to my tatterdemalion stockings. I shuddered, my sourish aroma filling my olfactory organ. It was unbelievable. I love cumming from anal retentive stimulation.

"Oh, Terry, thank you for inspecting me,"I moaned.

"We ai n't done yet,"he said."Fo'sure. I just need to reach deeper."

"Then get your finger's breadth in me,"I moaned, wiggling my rump."Ram them in me. I need to cum again."

"My finger's breadth are n't long enough fo'this. Got you something else."

I heard the pop of his jeans fastener and the wood file of a zipper.

"What the screw are you doing ?"Nathan groaned."That 's my girlfriend."

"I 'm not touching her Virgo the Virgin twat,"said Terry as something midst and gruelling and retentive smacked on my behind. I could feel it twitching on me.

Was that his cock ?

I threw a flavour over my shoulder joint, just twisting my body enough to see my peachy croup and his midst, sable dick draped over it. His dark shaft contrasted so much against my wan skin. He was huge, twice as long as his fingers, and thicker than three of them.

"Yes, yes, scrutinize my ass with your big dick,"I moaned."Oh, Nathan, he 's going to fall in me such an anal inspection. I want to cum so tough on his prick ! Is n't that awesome ?"

"Zelda !"my young man groaned, his voice strangled.

"Damn, your young lady is a trollop,"said Shawn.

"You think I can scrutinise your ass once Terry is done ?"asked Mitchell.

"Of path,"I moaned."My cute tush needs everyone to inspect it. Even you, Nathan."

"Once I break her in for all of you,"Terry grunted, his cock moving.

I nodded my head."He is an expert on White girl asses. He has to do the honors."

"It 's why I brought this,"terry cloth said."Figured this would happen."

I heard the pop of a cap. Then I felt something dribbling on my arsehole. It was frigid and slick. I gasped, realizing it was lube. I heard a wet, silken audio and glanced behind me again. terry cloth was rubbing the same gel into his cock, making his sable shaft gleam.

He was such a good friend.

"Zelda,"Nathan groaned, stumbling forward."You ca n't ... I mean ... I 'm your boyfriend."

I reached out and grabbed his deal, squeezing it."I 'm so glad you 're here to witness this. Oh, Nathan, I love you so much and—"I gasped as I felt Terry 's big dick pressing on my lubed arse."You get to see my ass broken in. Terry 's going to open me up for everyone to enjoy my cute tush. Oh, Nathan, this is all I want !"

I groaned as Terry pressed his rooster against my son of a bitch. I felt my sphincter reach and stretchiness. It was such an unbelievable delectation. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. It was amazing. My philia pounded in my chest. There was this delicious bang. It surged through me. My eyes fluttered, my bowel clenching down on the midst dick penetrating me. I whimpered, wiggling my hips from face to side, pleasure rippling through me.

I crushed Nathan 's hand in my taut clutch. Terry 's gumshoe was so big. I could feel my anal sheath spreading to soak up him. He truly was breaking me in, opening me up for all the minuscule dicks to enjoy. I whimpered, so glad this big, Black animate being could be in me. My virgin snatch drank him in.

"Oh, Nathan, he 's so huge,"I moaned."He 's the perfect guy to do this. I 'm going to cum so hard on this shaft !

"Fo'sure,"Terry groaned. Then I felt the wiry osculation of his pubic tomentum on my butt-cheeks. I knew he was all the way in me. I groaned, feeling him reaching so deep into me. It was amazing.

Then he drew back. His cock slid through me. My velvety bowels gripped him. I thought it felt amazing when he fingered me. When he tongued me. But those delights held nothing compared to his shaft. His Brobdingnagian shaft stimulated my anal sheath. The pleasure melted down to my pussy. It fed another growing orgasm. I gasped as he rammed back into me. Harder. Faster. His balls slapped against my virgin snatch. I gasped at the shudder of joy rippling along my pussy lips. Then he drew back again.

He pounded me.

I gripped my desk with my depart hand and my boyfriend 's hand with the other. I stared up at him, seeing the shock aspect on his face. I did n't sympathise why he did n't imagine this was amazing. This was the best thing ever. Terry 's dick plunged into me backbreaking and fast. He stimulated me. I could feel my orgasm edifice faster and faster. This right plosion that would consume me.

"Oh, Nathan, his dick feels so goodness in me,"I moaned."Oh, honey, watch him bump in my ass. It 's getting me ready for you and for Shawn and for Mitchell and for all the other guys."

"Even me ?"Mr. Harrison asked.

"Of course !"I gasped, clutching my gut down on terry cloth 's thick dick.

"Zelda,"groaned Nathan.

"Do n't be green-eyed, Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's just being a good Quaker. My cute tush has to be enjoyed by everyone. Oh, yes, he 's ramming into me. I 'll cum so grueling in his peter, Nathan. It 's going to be amazing. So why are n't you happy for me ?"

Nathan let out a strangled groan.

Terry grunted, his hands gripping my pelvic girdle. He slammed hard in me. His blushing private parts smacked my nates. His balls cracked into my taint and pussy rim. I loved that big, thick cock plunging gruelling and fasting in me. I whimpered. Groaned. I could n't stand much longer.

I was about to explode.

I straightened, my leftfield arm darting out and hooking around Nathan 's neck. I pulled my boyfriend down. He had to understand how perplex this was for me. So I kissed him. I thrust my tongue into my boyfriend 's sass as terry cloth slammed his dick to the hilt in my asshole.

I came.

I groaned into my swain 's rim as my asshole writhed around Terry 's cock. The pleasure was intense. Amazing. A tsunami of rapture sloshed through my body. It slammed into my mind, drowning my persuasion in ecstasy. mavin salvo before my centre. I kissed Nathan so hard, thrusting my tongue into his mouth.

He had to interpret. He had to recognize that this was so amazing for me. I was such a favourable daughter to have Terry 's big rooster in my asshole. My bowels clenched and spasmed and writhed about his dick. He plowed in hard. fast. He sent more and more moving ridge of ecstasy sweeping out of my pussy. My virgin twat clenched, my juice gushing out of me.

"Her prick 's going wild,"groaned Dame Alice Ellen Terry."This is the best ass fo'sure. You guys are all gon na love fucking her."

"Then hurry up and cum in her ass so we can,"said Shawn.

"Yeah,"groaned Mr. Harrison.

With a groan, Nathan started to kiss me back. My boyfriend nibbled on my lower lip as the pleasure rushed through me. Orgasm after coming salvo through me. My asshole reveled in that big, buddy-buddy, Black tool rammed into me. I whimpered, so gladiola my White ass was able to take every column inch of Terry. I quivered, my toes curling.

I knew that Terry would always be my preferent putz to have fucking my ass. I had a feeling not even Nathan 's would ever equate. I probably should n't tell my boyfriend that though.

Terry erupted in me. I felt his cum firing hot into my asshole. I came again, squealing. My bowel writhed around his dick, milking him. He grunted, staying buried in me. He let my asshole writhing around his cock, drinking in his jizz.

"God fucking damn, you have the ripe ass, Zelda !"Terry growled."drainage my globe !"

I groaned harder into Nathan 's back talk as I did just that. When Terry was abandon, he ripped out of me. I felt someone else grabbed my hips. A new turncock thrust into me. It was n't as big but still felt squeamish. right. My shit was designed to please tool. My precious tush needed cocks in me. I groaned, savoring the hard strokes.

Who fucked me ?

"Go, Mr. Harrison !"cheered Shawn."piece of tail the fornicatress 's ass."

I groaned my agreement into Nathan 's lips.

Mr. Sir Rex Harrison fucked my cum-filled mother fucker hard. He pounded me, thrusting deep into my bowels. It was such a rattling experience. I could hear my prof grunting. Groaning. My bastard was making him feel amazing. My precious seat was giving him such pleasure. I broke the osculation with Nathan, staring into his optic. I stroked his facial expression, my tits jiggling in my bra. He had to empathize. He had to jazz that I had to fuck every gumshoe I could with my asshole.

"See !"I moaned to him."It 's not really sex, he 's just fucking my bowels. You can do it. You can love my asshole, too. You can feel what the greatest ass in the entire mankind tactile property like wrapped around your cock. Terry broke me in. You should thank him."

"Oh, I guess, thanks, Terry,"Nathan said."Thanks for breaking in my lady friend 's ass."

"No problem,"Terry said."gladiola to do it. Fo'sure, that 's the sweetest ass I 've ever had. You 're gon na love her. I know I will. I ca n't wait for my next turn."

Neither could I.

Mr. Benjamin Harrison pounded me tough, and then he was spurting into my shit. My professor flooded me as my orgasm rippled through my body. That wonderful pleasure swept through me. It was n't as intense as with Terry, but it was still a dainty to revel. Mr. Benjamin Harrison groaned, spilling his seed in me. He deserved it for being such an awesome professor.

Ted Shawn got my ass next. He beat Nathan to me. I groaned as Shawn slammed his putz into my jizz-filled bowels. I whimpered in delight, bending over my desk, just savoring his peter in me. I hugged my desk as Shawn fucked my ass. Cum leaked out of my sphincter, bubbling out around his putz and dribbling down to my plane pussy. The spunk coated my Virgo the Virgin flesh. I whimpered, not needing to touch my twat.

I would cum just from being fucked in the ass.

My mother fucker milked Shawn 's dick when he erupted, another luscious climax rushing through me. This time, Nathan was future. My boyfriend pounded my bowels. The fourth stopcock to enter my asshole. I squeezed down on him, wiggling my pelvic arch, wanting to leave him the best experience possible. He leaned over me, grunting, groaning. He savored my jizz-filled bowels. He fired off fast. He flooded me and gave me another wonderful delight.

One after the other, the boys of my history division used me. They fucked me. They enjoyed my cute hindquarters to the entire. I groaned in passion. I left the category, my jeggings torn open, jizz leaking out of me. Everyone could see how amazing my ass was. Boys would push me against the paries and just slam their dicks into my SOB. They would hump me right there in the corridor, our class fellow groaning, wishing they were the golden one to snap up me.

During classes, my male professors got to use me first. They would lie with me backbreaking, thrusting into me. Then the other students would get their turn. I especially loved it when the Negroid cat went. None of them were quite as big as terry cloth, but it was always such a thrill to palpate an ebony dick sliding into my White ass.

keeper used me. Fathers of pupil just visiting got the chance to slide their dick in me. When I was outside of my college, random men would make love me hard. It was amazing. I could n't go a min without having a dick in my arsehole. It was so awesome. terrycloth and Nathan got to use me Thomas More than the others. terry cloth for breaking me in, and Nathan for being my fellow.

Of course, Nathan often had to sit there and scout. Sometimes, I would give him a handjob as a big dick filled my dickhead, feeling bad for my boyfriend. I was n't quite ready to go all the way. Maybe I 'd look for marriage. That could be years away.

I had all the dick I needed fucking my asshole. I could hold off on having sex.

I was gladiolus I had such a supportive boyfriend who understood how cherished my virginity was. I loved him so much. I especially like going over to dinner at his business firm. His daddy 's hawkshaw was bigger. It was such a delight to get fucked up the ass over the dinner table while his female parent and babe talked to Nathan about his day. I would cum so hard.

I had the cunning tush in the globe. It was my job to let every man fuck my ass.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The figure smiled. This pair of panties was a wild success. Keeping her virginity integral while turning her into a whore had been such a hurry. Now the name had a new theme. Another way to twist a girl 's mind in risque steering. To channelise her lust in different ways.

The bod stroked its newest pair of pantie, a bubbly garden pink delight decorated with piffling mettle. They were childish, intended for a younger girl than its target 's age of eighteen. Cute and bubbly and inexperienced person. On the backrest was written two words : Adorable Kitten.

The figure stroked the magenta letters, a bit of glitter dazzling in the characters.

It was time. The rush built and built. The shape was so ready.

To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling Panties ...