Mind-Control Panties

Story Ten : Cutie 's Hot Ass

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for beta reading this !

The figure was running off the high of its last mind-control pleasure trip. It still enjoyed the buzz from the concluding girl who wore one of its panty. She 'd been transformed. So had been all those around the girlfriend. The effect had rippled out, touching the lives of everyone who came near her. That was n't uncommon with one of its duad of panties, but this effect was delightful. It had enjoyed watching the transformation.

But now it was concerned in a new transformation.

The figure moved through the near-empty halls of the college with these. The form was nondescript. everyday. It clearly did n't belong in this spot of education, but no one gave it a back glance. The mist made it unremarkable. Though unobserved, the vaporous magic was there.

The same thaumaturgy that wreathed the step-in it made.

The anatomy smiled as it entered Mr. Harrison 's classroom. Its eyes glanced around the room, drinking in the sight. Rows of neat desks. Posters hung on the wall talking about the prof 's subject : history. One held a flowchart showing the evolution of the Roman state, another had slug points of the major events a World War I. The figure stopped at one desk. Right up front, center of the row. The shape shuddered, knowing Zelda would sit her. She was the perfect girl for this distich of panties. The satin, bronzy panty were made for her. The figure carefully draped the pantie across the desk, stroking the silver alphabetic character across the seat.

Cute Tush.

The figure smiled, bore for its Modern institution to be donned. tidal bore for the charge of mind-controlling another mortal daughter who put them on.

The public figure swept down the rows of desks, navigating between them on the way to the threshold. Just as it was about to reach the door, it opened. As usual, Zelda Carter had arrived early for her start class. She was the type of fille who liked to be on time. Proper. She wore a pink, cashmere perspirer, long arm and richly necks, and a skirt that fell past her knees, pink leggings peeking out.

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

In her mind, the chassis was nothing Sir Thomas More than a janitor. A custodian that had every right to be in the schoolroom. She stepped aside, the figure sweeping out, soon to have vanished entirely from the mortal humanity.

Not that Zelda knew. Or cared.

She was eager to learn from her darling prof. chronicle was a delightful subject to her. She loved uncovering the past tense. Learning about all the idiosyncrasy that others had made. It was why, though she was XX, she still had her virginity. She 'd translate the accounts about the girls who 'd given up their cherry red young, surrendering to the brute lust of their fellow or to their own carnal desires.

Those female child were invariably unsatisfied.

She wanted her low sentence to be stark. With a boy that she knew she loved. She had a boyfriend, but she was n't trusted Nathan was the one. She hoped he was. She knew that if he was affected role with her, waited for her to be ready, he would be.

These estimation all skittered through her idea as she approached her desk, idea dancing to and fro as she thought about other things. She made sure she had all her homework done, cataloging all the assignments 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 impact. She picked up the step-in, feeling a tingling running through her."Where did you issue forth from ?"

She did n't even remember the figure at all. Forgetting it, she could n't make any connection with it and how these panties had found themselves here. The material was a satiny silk, so unlike from the cotton panties she wore. A naughty delight rippled through her, her butt-cheeks tingling.

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

The door to the schoolroom creaked open.

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

"goodness dawning, Zelda,"he said, giving her a smile."You make me look bad. I should get here before you."

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

"The distributor point in time were cannon defeated the greatest medieval defenses ever erected,"he said."The day that curtain paries became obsolete."

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Zelda Carter

I had no idea why I was putting on these panties. I shuddered as I stepped into the satin, silky underclothing. A chill raced up my legs as I dragged them up my calves. These were the pantie I found yesterday when I arrived at my history grade. I did n't be intimate why anyone would go forth them behind. What missy would do that ? I should n't have 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 palpate like. I always bought plain, boring panty. I never wore the riskier stuff, always telling myself that I was n't ready to lose my virginity When I was, then I would buy a couplet of lacy underwear. Maybe even a flip-flop.

Until I was ready to show what I was wearing underneath my annulus to my fellow, what was the peak of wearing anything else ?

I shuddered, biting my lip and whimpering. The panties felt so tranquil against my second joint. A hot itch formed in my snatch as I pulled the waistband up over my rump. I groaned at the sleek tone of the fabric. It cupped across my rear, covering every inch of my butt-cheeks. It almost hugged them, gripping them like a pair of bridge player. I shuddered, wiggling my rump.

Did I have a cute bottom ?

I blushed at that intellection, my chief shaking. My black pigtails danced around my fount. My niggling tit jiggled. I snagged my plain, white bra and pulled it on as I struggled to get used to this new twain of panties.

They made my skin tone so wind up. Especially across my rear. Everywhere they touched me felt alive. Electrified. I licked my lip, wondering if I should take them off. I felt so naughty. My pink mammilla were toilsome, I was starting to get wet. Like when Nathan kissed me.

I decided to leave them on. I 'd already put on them, and they did experience variety of nice, even if they made me experience like I was a little bit of a pervy girl. My cheeks were burning as I put on the rest of my clothes. I pulled on a majestic perspirer, loving the fuzzy feel of it on my skin. It did n't piss me feel naughty.

Not like these panties.

Then I grabbed a black skirt. I stepped into it, pulling it up my legs. It was a long one, I did n't need to have on tights today with this duo. I like wearing skirts. They were so graceful. It made me feel so womanly. I knew lots of girls like wearing jeans or pants because they were comfortable, but boys wore those, too.

I wanted to be feminine.

I zipped up my bird and then frowned at my rumination in the mirror. I turned, staring at my incline visibility. Did this skirt make my rump look prissy ? Did I have a cute tush ? It was gruelling to say. The fall of the annulus did n't quite cup my rear like the panties 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 makeup, I combed my hair and wore strip clothes, but I was n't worried about how my figure looked to others. But ... I bit my lower lip, thinking my rump did n't face precious at all in the dame. It bothered me for some reason.

Why ?

That thought echoed through my mind. Why did I care so much ? I rubbed my hands on my skirt as I headed down the stairs. All my way to my college, all I could retrieve about was how others saw me. Did they look at me and think,"That girl does n't cause a keen ass. I mean, look at what she 's wearing. If she had a precious 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 mental imagery. My bird did n't make my rump looking at unflattering. right ? I needed an opinion.

I smiled when I saw my beau, Nathan. He was waiting for me out front of the building, leaning against the brick wall. He was a marvelous guy with blond hair and amobarbital sodium optic. He grinned as he pushed off from the wall."Hey, cutie, how you doing ?"

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

"Yeah, and ? I just wanted to ask you,"he said, his arm sliding around my waist. He gave me a promptly kiss on the lips. I could feel his manus on my lower back. Why did n't they slide lower and cup my tail ? Did n't he call up I had a cute ass ? It made me squirm.

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

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

I broke away from him and turned around, twisting my body to stare at back at him over my berm. My Shirley Temple pigtails swept off my shoulders as I did."Does this skirt make my ass tone well ?"

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

denim ...

The thought of wearing those wormed through my mind.

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

"But not cunning enough,"I muttered.

"Geez,"he groaned."I did n't signify to constitute you feel self-aware. You 're gorgeous, Zelda. I love you just the way you are."

It was a prissy mentation, but I really, really wanted the great unwashed to know I had a cute tush. The silky scanty I wore tingled around my ass, gripping my tush. For a moment, I wanted to just lift up my bird and ask what he thought of my ass cupped in that naughty satin. My font burned at the cerebration even as my pussy grew so hot.

"So you do n't need 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 gear mortal to infix Mr. Harrison 's year. I liked getting there early, eager to learn. My young man shared my history socio-economic class, but he always refused to go in early with me. He always broke off to go hang out with his friends for a mates of minutes before classes started. Yesterday 's lesson on the fall of Constantinople was amazing. Today we were going to peach about how Sultan Mehmed II set up the seat of his empire in the new city, changing Constantinople to Istanbul.

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

I squirmed all through course, feeling the satin grip of the panty hugging my prat. They itched, compelling me to ask Mr. William Henry Harrison that question.

Instead, I asked terrycloth when grade was over. He was a tall, Black guy who sat in the spinal column. He had his hairsbreadth buzzed scant and a soul patch on his chin. I walked up to him, ignoring the funny feeling from Nathan.

"Terry ?"I asked, turning my body to show off my position profile."Does this skirt make my ass look cute ?"

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

Dame Ellen Terry paused, his middle flicking me up and down. I noticed his hungriness inspiration in those dreary deepness. His optic brimmed with this passion that sent a wicked tingle through me. My butt-cheeks clenched as my scanty seemed to almost electrify my fundament. I turned more, giving the Shirley Temple Black guy a full-on look at my ass. He studied it, a grinning growing on his lips.

"well, it looks delicately,"he said."It 's really toilsome to say More, though. Your chick does n't really emphasize your rump."

"I know,"I said."That 's what I was afraid of. Do you think I should hold out different dress to show my ass off easily ?"

"Oh, definitely,"he said."There 's nothing like a White girl with a nice ass."He reached out and shove it, bringing a gasp from Nathan 's back talk."Yeah, you got potential. I have to see it in something better to make out fo'sure."

My impudence burned as I nodded."Thanks, Terry,"I said. I turned around and darted over to my boyfriend."terrycloth thinks I should wear something better. Maybe I should buy some jean after course are over ?"

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

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

My virgin pussy itched. I did n't suppose it 'll be too long until I was ready, but I never knew. The meter had to be perfect.

"Well, I guess,"he said.

I asked former bozo about their opinion throughout the day. The consensus was whole : my annulus just did not show off my buns to its replete. They kept saying words like"very well"or"okay"or even"meh."I needed to do just than meh ! I knew my derriere was cute. Hot. I needed to show it off. I had to buy new jeans.

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

"Well,"he said, rubbing at the spinal column of his neck. He did n't seem enthusiastic."I guess I can follow. But, I mean, you do n't have to shift your looking. You know that, right ? You 're fine the way you are."

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

Nathan blinked."What ?"

"I 'll see you later, Nathan,"I said, planting a candy kiss on his cheek."terry seems to be a much undecomposed judge on a Patrick White female child '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 terrycloth, and the Joseph Black guy was more than happy to go shopping with me."Fo'for certain I want to see you try on some jeans."

I beamed at him.

He drove me to the mall, grinning the entire time. I kept squirming in the passenger seat, my ass tingling from the silky panties that gripped it. I was so excited about this. I knew my rump would expect telling in my new jeans.

Dame Alice Ellen Terry would help me find fault out the best pair to show off my precious tush to its fullest.

I strolled into the shopping centre with Terry, my heart beating with excitement. We did n't go to my usual stopping place, the department store, but to one of the voguish stores. I smiled when I saw the denim on display on the exemplar in the display window. They were so miserly. They had little middle drawn in pinko spangle on the rear pockets.

I tingled, just knowing these would be perfect.

Of course of action, I grabbed the pair with the substance, plus a few more duet of skinny jeans. I buzzed with upheaval as I headed into the changing room. In there, I stripped out of my boring bird, pausing for a present moment to look up to how my rump looked in the bronze step-in. The atomic number 47 letters were backward in the mirror, but I knew what they spelled.

I had what they said.

I grabbed the twain of jeans with the bosom on the bet on scoop, trembling in excitement. I stepped my legs into the pair, shuddering as I drew the knickers up. I, of course, owned some jeans, mainly for doing outdoor material. None were like these. My new jeans were stretchy. Not like any jean I 'd worn. I shuddered as I pulled them eminent and high-pitched up my pegleg, feeling the fabric molding to my pelt. I wiggled my hips as I pulled them over my rump. As I fastened them up, I glanced in the mirror.

They definitely showed off my ass. This was so much better than the boring skirt draping over my tail end. I smiled and threw heart-to-heart the door to the changing room. Terry grinned as I stepped out, his eyes flicking up and down.

"cum on girl, show me that swag. Let me see how good it looks."

I turned around, wiggling my hips.

"tinker's dam, young woman, hold on trembling. Let me imbibe in the heap of you."

"Sorry, I 'm just so excited,"I said. I pulled out my phone and started texting Nathan. Just trying on the new jeans. Waiting to find out what Dame Alice Ellen Terry has to say about them.

I hit send.

I gasped as terrycloth 's large deal cupped both my butt-cheeks. He squeezed and kneaded my tush, his digit digging into the dungaree. I shuddered, the warmth building in my pussy. A spicy tingle rippled across my hindquarters as his fingers massaged me.

You really went shopping with him ? Nathan sent back.

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

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

"Just my swain,"I said, my entire soundbox feeling alive right 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 witness out."

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

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

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

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

You do n't expect me to be excited that some other 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 mammilla or anything. I giggled and said to Terry"He 's getting a little jealous."

"Fo'sure,"terry cloth said. He gave my ass one final squeeze play. Then he pulled his hands away. I missed his review already."You practiced go try on those former jeans. Just to see how they fit."

I tried on the former two yoke of jean. Terry gave a exhaustive examination of each. I groaned, my pussy opinion so juicy. I bit my lip and whimpered as his fingers kneaded my butt. He pushed the denim a small bit into my butt-crack, trying to give in there, but just not being capable to. Heat flowed through me. My nipples ached.

If I had a date with Nathan tonight, I might be convinced to let him do more than snog me.

Sweat broke across my supercilium during the final inspection. I felt like Terry was taking forever to okay them, massaging my rear.

"Definitely the first brace,"he said."Those fondness really set off your butt-cheeks. I just had to be thorough."

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

terrycloth followed me into the changing room. I blinked at that but did n't say anything as I unzipped my jeans. I turned away from him as I pushed the jean 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 panties.

"Now, girl, that 's a nice looking ass. Shame you ca n't wear out these to class."

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

I worked the dungaree down my ramification, sliding them off. I felt Terry looking at me. I groaned as his deal grabbed my ass. Fingers dipped into my butt-crack, pressing the satin fabric into my genital organ. I gasped as he found my arsehole. He touched my sphincter, rubbing it through the satin."Damn, you really got a fine ass, girl. Damn fine ass."

"You better stop going lower,"I whimpered."You 're almost about to speculation into lieu not even my beau 's touched."

"right field, right,"he said pulling his hired hand away."Do n't want to poach on Nathan 's girl."He said my boyfriend 's name with derision."I mean, I 'm here, and he 's not."

"Because you 're an expert on Edward Douglas White Jr. girl asses. Otherwise, he 'd be here."I smiled at Terry."He is a expectant boyfriend."

I really, really did n't desire to put back on the skirt, but I had to take the air out of here wearing something. I ended up buying a couple of brace of the one with hearts on them. Well, they had a salmagundi of them. There was one with stars, another with a four-leaf shamrock, and one with kissing brim. All in all, I bought four distich of jean.

It was all I could afford.

terrycloth drove me habitation. There, I raced upstairs, texting Nathan all about it. I promised that he would love what I looked like when he saw me tomorrow. He would be blown away by what an amazing ass I had. He could even touch it. After all, I let Terry fumble my ass. No reason I could n't let my boyfriend do the Same even if the mentation made me blush.

That night, I felt so antsy, I had to masturbate. I did n't do it every day, but tonight I rubbed my kitty-cat feverishly. I even did something I 'd never done before. I reached my left paw beneath my rear and slue my digits into my butt-crack.

I found my asshole.

I groaned when I sank my middle finger into my gut. I felt so puckish. So wanton. I pumped it in and out of me while I rubbed my Virgin soma. I came so unvoiced, my anal sheath writhing around my finger's breadth, my juices flooding my finger. I shuddered, imagining such gamy things.

Things thicker than my pattern penetrating back there.

I panted after I came down from my orgasm, feeling sleep pulling down at me. I rolled over, sniffing at my finger. The scent was n't bad. A acidify, down-to-earth look. I popped it into my back talk and sucked the spirit of my ass all off my digit, and fell into sleep.

I had to wear the pantie the following day.

Normally, I would n't do that, but they just felt so amazing. I slipped them on beginning, that shudder racing through me. My prick clenched, remembering my finger. Naughty thoughts danced in my mind as I pulled on my jeans next. I went with a pair decorated with hearts.

They were just the cutest.

I wiggled the blue jean up my wooden leg, the stretchy material clinging to me. They showed off my great thighs and cute sura as well as a delicious rump. I tugged the stretchable fabric over my rump, feeling it gripping my butt-cheeks. It was almost as soaked as my panties.

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

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

"wellspring, those are ..."He swallowed."I mean, you look not bad, but you went—"

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

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

I squealed again."I 'm so glad you like my ass in this."I threw my arms 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 bottom a squeeze."Damn, Nice ass."

I beamed.

"Shame you 're in those blue jean. Be decent to see all the curves."

Just like that, my excitement vanished.

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

I shrugged and headed inside, dazed.

I swayed. Jeans 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 wear thin something. rightfulness ?

For once, I was n't the first off to Mr. President Benjamin Harrison 's class. I was in such a stupor as I wandered down the hallway, struggling to visualise out what to do. What could I possibly fatigue ? leotards ? Those were n't tight enough. They might hug my stern, but they were thick and lovesome. Yoga trouser ?

Those were pretty clingy.

Was there anything better ?

There were nylons, but that was like wearing step-in. I need something I can actually jade in public. That would show off my rump perfectly. Nathan was arguing in the screen 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 haze,"a growl voice said.

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

"Pretty good is n't good 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 damn hunky-dory ass. Perfect. You really need to show it off better."

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

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

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

terrycloth 's hand slid around my waist to take hold of my ass. He pulled me close to him. Both his hands were now on my rump. He squeezed and kneaded my ass, his fingers sliding up and down the seam that followed my butt-crack. If the blue jean was n't so fatheaded, he could get his finger's breadth in there like he had with my panties the day before. He could tease my arsehole. I felt something grueling poking me in the tum. I stared up at him as a wave 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 have a precious tush."

"Still, damn shame that you—"

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

"It 's all cool, man,"Terry said, giving my butt a final clinch."Just inspecting her fine rump. cypher ill-timed with that."

I turned around and smiled at my boyfriend."rightfield, nothing wrongfulness with that. face, Nathan, you can snap up my ass. Just put your hands over my rump and squeeze. You can see how courteous it is."

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

"Are you kidding envious ?"I asked, shaking my chief. I pulled away from Terry and that toilsome bump in his jeans. I went to Nathan, taking his hands. I gave him such a happy smile."I 'm your lady friend. Okay ?"

terry 's hand found his way to my ass again. He squeezed me as I smiled at my swain. A wicked shudder ran through me, an electrifying tingling that spread from my step-in. My kitty clenched. The Shirley Temple 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 immediate kiss on his lips."You 're my boyfriend. Okay ? terrycloth 's just a friend."

"That 's all I am, okay ?"Terry asked."We cool, man ?"He squeezed my butt."Be happy that your girlfriend 's got such a fine ass."Dame Alice Ellen Terry pulled his hand away and then he smacked my rump.

I giggled.

Terry sauntered into the classroom."I want to go buy some jeggings after form 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 minuscule mad.

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

We headed in the schoolroom while my vision was on fire with the possibleness of jeggings.

They were all I could suppose about. I googled them between breaks, staring at moving-picture show of these thinly, tight, stretchy cloth hugging girlfriend 's roll in the hay. 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, the great unwashed would n't clear you were wearing practically rayon stocking. They were so naughty. I searched where to buy them and smiled when I saw I could get them at the same plaza I bought my jeans. I quivered with excitement.

After classes were over, Dame Ellen Terry, of course, was more than glad to drive me to the mall.

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

"You need to take for your math test,"I told him."You need to proceed up your grades. Terry will seduce certainly I get to the mall and back. He 's a really good friend."

"A champion that has his hired man on your ass,"Nathan muttered.

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

"What 's so wrong with that ?"I asked."Did n't you like squeezing my ass after Mr. Harrison 's course of instruction ? I even kissed you while you did it. Do you see me kissing terrycloth ?"

"No."

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

I giggled.

"I 'd let you come,"Terry 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 Dame Ellen Terry 's car. There were twosome of shirts in the backrest, spread out over the total seat. I guess they could n't be moved so Nathan could sit back there. terry slipped into the device driver seat and we were off.

I was so excited to buy the jeggings. The here and now we arrived at the shopping center, 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 time I was inside the shopping mall. I reached the wear store, darting in, my oculus scanning.

I gasped when I saw them. They were sold with the nylons and came in the Sami testicle 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, young woman, you 're just eagre for it."

I smiled at him.

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

I rolled my eyes."You do n't try on nylon. 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 dungaree 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 rump clad in the bronze step-in. I felt so wicked. So naughty.

His deal grabbed my ass.

I shuddered as he kneaded my ass through my step-in. There was almost nothing between us. I closed my oculus, whimpering as I bit my downhearted lip. My mamilla were so hard. My snatch was so wet. If Nathan was here, I did n't know what I would do. I wiggled my pelvic girdle, loving the hot touch of terry cloth 's strong fingers kneading my rump.

He groaned, his fingers sliding up and up the step-in until he found the waistband. I gasped as they dipped inside. I felt him sliding into my underwear. His hand was touching my raw shape. He caressed my bum directly. His middle finger slid into my butt-crack. I whimpered, my heart thundering so fast as he went downcast and lower.

He found my sphincter.

I groaned, shuddering at how medium my asshole felt. I whimpered as pleasure I normally only felt when I masturbated my pussy was flowing through me as he circled my ruck up hole. His finger caressed my sphincter, causing me to waver. I leaned over, grabbing a reenforcement bar. I gripped it, my face column inch from the mirror before me.

I was flushed. My pigtails swayed about my face, my Joseph Black hair caressing my red cheeks.

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

I whimpered and nodded.

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

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

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

That was so true. I whimpered, my pussy melting with my juice. His fingerbreadth pressed against my sphincter muscle. My eyes widened as he entered me. I felt his fingers sliding into my mother fucker. My virgin cunt clenched as his digit sank cryptical and deeper.

"Oh, god, yes,"I moaned, gripping the bar, my side twisting in the manifestation."Dame Ellen Terry !"

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

I nodded, whimpering. His fingerbreadth plunged in and out of my asshole. He reached deeper, wiggling around inside of me. The velvety stimulation was unbelievable. My virtuous pussy drank it in, my succus flowing hotter and hotter out of my depths. My little clit throbbed, my nipples aching. It was incredible.

I had no idea my whoreson could feel so amazing. When I fingered it last nighttime, it felt great, but this ... terry cloth knew just where to tint me. How to work his digit in and out of my bowels. I whimpered through my guts teeth, feeling this pressure construction and building inside of me.

My orgasm approached.

I shuddered as his digit thrust deep and fast into me. My velvety SOB gripped him, clenching about him increasing the friction. The stimulation. It was unbelievable. Pleasure rippled through me. I squeezed my eyes shut, little lights dancing across my dark vision. This tide swelled and swelled in me.

He pressed a endorse finger against my asshole.

"terry !"I gasped as he pushed his cursor finger into my sphincter.

My anal closed chain stretched and stretched. I groaned, wanting to fight his encroachment, but it felt too good to resist. This high temperature that stabbed into my nethers. The second finger sank into me, extending into me to penetrate almost as deep as his centre finger did. I groaned as he pumped them both in and out of me.

"You are plastered,"he said."Mmm, I love a tight, hot, whiteness 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 dip sent me hurtling towards it. I could n't resist surrendering to this passion. I could n't stop myself from enjoying this. My ass felt stick. His fingers felt so right inside my bowels.

He jammed them both so abstruse in me, his other finger's breadth sliding into my butt-crack. He almost sank every inch of his dactyl buried in me. So thick and long.

"Yes !"I squealed. I came.

My prick writhed around his finger's breadth. My virgin pussy convulsed. I could finger the juices soaking my President Bush and the gusset of my panties. I whimpered, my pocket-sized breasts jiggling in my bra as I trembled. My pigtails danced around my header. They whipped around my shoulders as I swung my head from slope to side. genius exploded across my imaginativeness as the undulation of rapture slammed into my mind.

I drowned in ecstasy. My asshole felt amazing. I had no idea a booster could give me such delight just from fingering my bowels. I whimpered, drinking it in. So beaming that my cute tail could give me such rapture.

"darn, you do have an amazing ass,"he growled."It 's got ta be the most pure ass in the world. Fo'sure, girl."

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

"You 're receive,"he said. He ripped his finger's breadth out of my asshole. For a moment, he pressed against me. I felt the hard gibbosity of his pecker rubbing against my butt."I ca n't wait for tomorrow. You 'll face awful in those jeggings."

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

I paid for my jeggings and almost floated out the mall, carried on the lead of rapture that my anal orgasm gave me. Terry was such a good friend to gain me feel so good. I gave him a osculation on the cheek in thanks.

I climbed into his car and immediately texted Nathan. I have the jeggings ! I hope you 're studying for your mathematics mental testing ! I want you to bring home the bacon. I love you.

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

You do n't have to worry. Terry 's a good acquaintance. He made me feel so soundly about my jeggings. grant me such a hurry. Buying them was awesome. I wish I could get along over and see you because I would probably do something naughty. But you have to study, 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 ? terrycloth deserved to see me in the jeggings. He helped me buy them !

Nathan did n't answer.

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

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

I climaxed so hard, my pussy convulsing, transport sweeping through me.

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

I cracked undetermined the plastic egg holding the stonewash pair of jeggings. I did n't induce the panty on, they would be seeable through it and it would defeat the whole point of wearing these. Jeggings would be even taut than my pantie. They would mold to my can and even skid into butt-crack and demonstrate off the to the full soma of my peachy ass.

putting jeggings on was like rolling on nylons. I went slow, working them up both legs to take a shit sure there were n't any run. The only difference between stockings and jeggings were the latter had no feet. The jeggings ended at my articulatio talocruralis.

I shuddered as they clung to my thighs like skinny dungaree, but were even soused. I pulled them higher and higher. I groaned as I rolled them up over my croup. Just like I had hoped, I could feel the stretchable cloth sliding into my butt-crack. It pressed against my bastard, letting me know that the full definition of my rump could be seen.

They were so tenuous I felt like I was naked.

What I did n't count on was how obvious my bush was in the figurehead. I had to act fast. I had never shaved my snatch, but I quickly got that done. I was going to be late for my low class, but it would be worth it. The jeggings felt so naughty against my bare virgin brim. They molded to my twat, too. I had a cameltoe on display.

It was a small toll to pay to show off my perfect ass.

I rushed down the stair, the jeggings cupping my ass and vulva. Without any pubic hair, I could feel the stretchy fabric caressing my pussy backtalk. My button. I groaned, this heat energy racing through me. The material was in my butt-crack and teasing my motherfucker. I whimpered, my entire body on fire.

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

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

I bolted out of the home, my pes stretching out before me. The jeggings hugged me like a second skin. I was practically naked as I hit the pavement and made the right towards my college. It was n't far. I lived ending. But, still, I had to hurry to avoid being late.

My earpiece buzzed, clutched tightly in my script. I did n't have any pockets on my jeggings, and I 'd left my purse behind. I did snag my knapsack, so I was n't completely unprepared for college. And, of trend, I would never leave my theater without my earpiece. I swiped the concealment as I ran, seeing a substance from Nathan.

Where are you ? he texted. Your dim friend is bugging me. dickhead thinks I would let him lie with where you are. He claimed he fingered your bunghole ? Did he ?

I could n't do 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 side. I could see my college ahead. I ran faster, my clitoris throbbing. The stuff caressed me. It rubbed my ass, my butt-cheeks rippling as I ran. My asshole drank in the teasing delight of the fabric.

It was all so much bliss.

I was on blast. I could feel my juice soaking my jeggings. They absorbed my emollient like a sponge, spreading the wetness across my crotch, down my second joint, and around to the tooshie slopes of my butt-cheek. My pigtails bounced around my shoulders.

I darted across the route to get to my college. A car horn honked, brakes screeching. I just kept running. I made it to the early position and raced into the school background. I could see Nathan waiting out front man.

I waved to him, my breasts bouncing in my bra and my slack blouse. My top was the demand contrary of the jeggings I was wearing. I wanted to read off my ass, not my tits. I was still a wholesome daughter. I was a Virgin. I did n't know when I would be ready to present it up. It had to be to the right guy.

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

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

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

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

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

"God, stop being such a jealous cretin. Because my President Bush would totally be on display. Look."I straightened and pointed at my crotch.

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

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

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

"It was just something friends do,"I said."It was n't like he fingered my pussy our allude my tits. I did n't even snog him."I lunged in kissed Nathan on the back talk."Now, we have to get to Mr. Harrison 's stratum. It 's about to start."

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

Mr. Harrison 's category was n't too far into the edifice. I reached it in prison term, bursting in before the word of advice bell rang. Everyone turned to await at me. All the guy rope groaned when they saw what I was wearing. Mr. President Benjamin Harrison 's dropped the book he was holding. The older man swallowed. I swear his eyes almost fell out as I sauntered up towards my desk.

I passed Terry, smiling as he boldly grabbed my rump. He held on tight, stopping me from reaching my seat."Damn, I knew your ass would look amazing in these. Fo'sure, you got the skilful ass on campus."

"I know,"I groaned, savoring his digit sliding up and down my nates."You approve, Dame Alice 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 blast. I quivered, loving the feel of both of Terry 's hands now roaming my ass. He parted my butt-cheeks. I could feel him staring into my crack. He let out a groan of delight.

"Goddamn, Zelda, these moulding to every inch of you. I can see the effect of your shit through the jeggings."

I gasped as he touched my back door. His finger rubbed against my anatomical sphincter. I groaned, quivering. My mammilla throbbed against my bra. I licked my mouth, setting my phone down on my desk. terrycloth was sitting right behind me. I was sure that was a coincidence.

"Oh, yes, Terry,"I moaned."Mmm, I need this. Oh, God, I need this so bad. Your finger feels incredible in my asshole."

"Zelda !"my beau groaned.

"It 's okay,"I told him."It 's just my mother fucker. It 's not a sexual organ."

"Yeah, listen to your fille,"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 spine of my chair. My butt-cheeks clenched around his finger, pinning him against my sphincter.

He rubbed harder. My pigtails danced around my face as everyone saw terry visit my cute tush. All the boys were staring at me. Panting. They all knew I had a perfect ass. My back arched, another throaty groan of pleasure bursting through me.

"Oh, god, hold open rubbing me,"I moaned.

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

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

I heard a tear.

"Damn, that 's ticklish,"I said as I felt the material of my jeggings splitting up my butt-crack. The two half separated, exposing my asscheeks. Even my plane cunt felt on showing. I gasped as now Terry 's fingers rubbed directly at my asshole.

"damn, did n't intend for that to happen, but, damn,"he said.

His finger left my asshole, leaving me quivering. I needed him to retain touching me. He grabbed both halves of my jeggings and tore them further apart. He revealed all of my rump. The jeggings split all the way up to the waistband. I groaned, bent-grass over, everything on display.

"That is a very well ass,"he said and then his nerve pressed between my butt-cheeks.

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

"It 's approve, Nathan, dearest. He 's just licking my asshole."I shuddered as Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's tongue slid around my sphincter."He 's not tinge my pussy at all."

"Just giving her ass an oral review,"Terry said and then swirled his natural language around my son of a bitch again.

"Yes !"I moaned."He 's an expert on White River lady friend asses."

"darn,"moaned Ted Shawn from his seat nearby.

All the guy were staring. They watched as Dame Alice Ellen Terry feasted on my asshole. His lingua swirled around it. Then he pressed against it. I groaned as he penetrated my intestine. I whimpered as that tongue pressed into my anal case. I glanced at Nathan, his facial expression red. I gave him a smiling, letting him know this was innocent.

It was just my asshole, after all.

Oh, it felt amazing.

Terry 's strong fingers kneaded my seat as his tongue pumped in and out of my asshole. The delight melted down to my kitty-cat, my orgasm building and building. I wiggled my pelvic girdle from slope to side. I whimpered. That wonderful joy swelled in me. It was so risque. Everyone was witnessing it.

I came.

My bastard quivered and convulsed around Terry 's probing clapper. I gasped at the rush of pleasance surging through my pussy. It flowed through me, a delightful tidal wave of ecstasy that filled every nerve in my torso. It spilled up to my judgement. My chest jiggled in my bra, my pigtails dancing about my headway. It felt so amazing.

"Oh, yes, Terry !"I moaned."Yes, yes, scrutinize my whoreson ! Ooh, that feels amazing !"

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

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

Juices soaked my lacerate jeggings. They gushed out of my trim puss and spilled down to my tattered stockings. I shuddered, my lemony odour filling my nose. It was incredible. I love cumming from anal stimulation.

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

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

"Then get your fingers in me,"I moaned, wiggling my rump."Ram them in me. I need to cum again."

"My digit are n't long enough fo'this. Got you something else."

I heard the pop of his blue jean fastener and the rasp of a zipper.

"What the piece of ass are you doing ?"Nathan groaned."That 's my girlfriend."

"I 'm not touching her virgin twat,"said Terry as something midst and hard and long smacked on my fanny. I could experience it twitching on me.

Was that his cock ?

I threw a looking over my shoulder joint, just twisting my body enough to see my peachy rump and his thick, ebony dick draped over it. His wickedness scape contrasted so much against my pale cutis. He was immense, twice as long as his fingerbreadth, and thicker than three of them.

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

"Zelda !"my boyfriend groaned, his voice strangled.

"hoot, your girl is a slut,"said Shawn.

"You think I can scrutinize your ass once Dame Ellen Terry is done ?"asked Mitchell.

"Of course,"I moaned."My cute tush needs everyone to audit 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 daughter buns. He has to do the honors."

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

I heard the pop of a cap. Then I felt something dribbling on my asshole. It was common cold and slick. I gasped, realizing it was lube. I heard a wet, cunning speech sound and glanced behind me again. Terry was rubbing the same gel into his cock, making his ebony tree shaft gleam.

He was such a sound friend.

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

I reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing it."I 'm so glad you 're here to find this. Oh, Nathan, I love you so very much and—"I gasped as I felt terrycloth 's big gumshoe pressing on my lubed asshole."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 cloth pressed his peter against my whoreson. I felt my sphincter stretch and stretch. It was such an incredible delight. I groaned, my eye fluttering. It was amazing. My heart pounded in my chest. There was this delicious charge. It surged through me. My heart fluttered, my bowels clenching down on the thick dick penetrating me. I whimpered, wiggling my hip joint from side to side, pleasance rippling through me.

I crushed Nathan 's hand in my compressed handle. Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's prick was so big. I could feel my anal sheath spreading to engulf him. He truly was breaking me in, opening me up for all the smaller putz to savor. I whimpered, so glad this big, Black savage could be in me. My virginal pussy drank him in.

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

"Fo'sure,"Terry groaned. Then I felt the wiry kiss of his pubic hair's-breadth on my butt-cheeks. I knew he was all the way in me. I groaned, feeling him reaching so cryptical 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 dick. His huge shaft stimulated my anal sheath. The pleasure melted down to my puss. It fed another growing orgasm. I gasped as he rammed back into me. Harder. Faster. His balls slapped against my virgin cunt. I gasped at the tingle of pleasure rippling along my cunt brim. Then he drew back again.

He pounded me.

I gripped my desk with my left manus and my boyfriend 's hired man with the other. I stared up at him, seeing the shocked flavor on his face. I did n't understand why he did n't recall this was amazing. This was the best thing ever. terry 's prick plunged into me hard and fast. He stimulated me. I could find my orgasm building faster and faster. This mighty explosion that would consume me.

"Oh, Nathan, his peter feels so near in me,"I moaned."Oh, honey, watch him break off in my ass. It 's getting me set for you and for Shawn and for Mitchell and for all the early guys."

"Even me ?"Mr. Harrison asked.

"Of course !"I gasped, clutching my bowel down on Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's duncical dick.

"Zelda,"groaned Nathan.

"Do n't be jealous, Terry 's just being a practiced friend. My cute tush has to be enjoyed by everyone. Oh, yes, he 's ramming into me. I 'll cum so hard in his gumshoe, Nathan. It 's going to be awful. So why are n't you happy for me ?"

Nathan let out a strangle groan.

terry cloth grunted, his manpower gripping my hips. He slammed hard in me. His blushing crotch smacked my rump. His balls cracked into my taint and snatch lip. I loved that big, thick dick plunging punishing and fasting in me. I whimpered. Groaned. I could n't resist much longer.

I was about to explode.

I straightened, my left arm darting out and hooking around Nathan 's neck. I pulled my swain down. He had to understand how awing this was for me. So I kissed him. I thrust my clapper into my beau 's mouth as terry cloth slammed his dick to the hilt in my asshole.

I came.

I groaned into my boyfriend 's mouth as my prick writhed around Terry 's dick. The joy was intense. Amazing. A tsunami of rapture sloshed through my body. It slammed into my mind, drowning my thought process in ecstasy. Stars burst before my eyes. I kissed Nathan so hard, thrusting my clapper into his mouth.

He had to understand. He had to greet that this was so stupefy for me. I was such a favorable little girl to sustain Terry 's big cock in my mother fucker. My bowels clenched and spasmed and writhed about his dick. He plowed in hard. fast. He sent more and more moving ridge of rapture sweeping out of my pussy. My Virgo cunt clenched, my juices gushing out of me.

"Her asshole 's going rampantly,"groaned terry."This is the best ass fo'sure. You guy wire 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 beau nibbled on my lower lip as the delight rushed through me. Orgasm after orgasm salvo through me. My asshole reveled in that big, thick, Black dick rammed into me. I whimpered, so happy my White person ass was able to ask every in of terry. I quivered, my toes curling.

I knew that Terry would always be my preferred prick to have got fucking my ass. I had a touch not even Nathan 's would ever compare. I probably should n't tell my fellow that though.

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

"God fucking damn, you have the best ass, Zelda !"Terry growled."waste pipe my lump !"

I groaned harder into Nathan 's sassing as I did just that. When terry was empty, he ripped out of me. I felt someone else grabbed my hips. A new cock poke into me. It was n't as big but still felt nice. right. My asshole was designed to please tool. My cute tush needed turncock in me. I groaned, savoring the hard strokes.

Who fucked me ?

"Go, Mr. President Harrison !"cheered Shawn."Fuck the trollop 's ass."

I groaned my concord into Nathan 's lips.

Mr. Harrison fucked my cum-filled asshole hard. He pounded me, thrusting deep into my bowels. It was such a marvellous experience. I could hear my professor grunting. Groaning. My asshole was making him finger amazing. My cute buns was giving him such pleasure. I broke the kiss with Nathan, staring into his eyes. I stroked his brass, my tits jiggling in my bra. He had to see. He had to know that I had to fuck every putz I could with my asshole.

"See !"I moaned to him."It 's not really sex, he 's just have a go at it my bowels. You can do it. You can screw my asshole, too. You can feel what the greatest ass in the entire world feels like wrapped around your cock. Terry broke me in. You should thank him."

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

"No problem,"terry said."Glad 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. Harrison pounded me hard, and then he was spurting into my asshole. My professor flooded me as my coming rippled through my consistency. That howling delight swept through me. It was n't as intense as with terry cloth, but it was still a treat to relish. Mr. George Harrison groaned, spilling his germ in me. He deserved it for being such an awing professor.

Shawn got my ass following. He beat Nathan to me. I groaned as Shawn slammed his gumshoe into my jizz-filled bowel. I whimpered in delight, bending over my desk, just savoring his rooster in me. I hugged my desk as Shawn fucked my ass. Cum leaked out of my anatomical sphincter, bubbling out around his shaft and dribbling down to my shaved pussy. The spunk coated my Virgo flesh. I whimpered, not needing to touch my twat.

I would cum just from being fucked in the ass.

My asshole milked Shawn 's pecker when he erupted, another delicious climax rushing through me. This time, Nathan was next. My boyfriend pounded my bowel. The twenty-five percent cock to come in my son of a bitch. I squeezed down on him, wiggling my pelvic arch, wanting to hold him the best experience potential. 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 story class used me. They fucked me. They enjoyed my cute tush to the good. I groaned in passion. I left the class, my jeggings torn open, jizz leaking out of me. Everyone could see how amazing my ass was. Boys would push me against the wall and just thrash their dicks into my asshole. They would know me right there in the corridor, our schoolmate groaning, wishing they were the prosperous one to grab me.

During stratum, my male prof got to use me first. They would fuck me hard, thrusting into me. Then the former students would get their turn. I especially loved it when the Joseph Black guys went. None of them were quite as big as terry cloth, but it was always such a thrill to feel an jet black dick sliding into my Edward White ass.

Custodians used me. Fathers of students just visiting got the chance to slide their dick in me. When I was outside of my college, random men would sleep together me hard. It was amazing. I could n't go a minute without having a peter in my asshole. It was so amazing. Terry and Nathan got to use me to a greater extent than the others. Terry for breaking me in, and Nathan for being my swain.

Of course, Nathan often had to sit there and picket. Sometimes, I would apply him a handjob as a big dick filled my prick, feeling bad for my fellow. I was n't quite gear up to go all the way. Maybe I 'd expect for man and wife. That could be years away.

I had all the dicks I needed fucking my asshole. I could retain off on having sex.

I was gladiolus I had such a supportive swain who understood how cute my virginity was. I loved him so much. I especially like going over to dinner at his home. His daddy 's dick was liberal. It was such a delight to get fucked up the ass over the dinner party table while his female parent and sister talked to Nathan about his day. I would cum so hard.

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

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The anatomy smiled. This pair of step-in was a angry success. Keeping her virginity entire while turning her into a bawd had been such a rushing. Now the figure had a new idea. Another way to twist a girl 's mind in spicy commission. To channelise her lust in different ways.

The physique stroked its newest duad of panties, a bubbly garden pink delight decorated with niggling affection. They were childish, intended for a younger girl than its mark 's age of 18. Cute and bubbly and innocent. On the back was written two word of honor : endearing Kitten.

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

It was prison term. The rush built and built. The figure was so ready.

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