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 fig was running off the mellow of its last mind-control outing. It still enjoyed the buzz from the last girl who wore one of its panties. She 'd been transformed. So had been all those around the girl. The effect had rippled out, touching the biography 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 interested in a new transformation.

The figure moved through the near-empty antechamber of the college with these. The figure was nondescript. unremarkable. It clearly did n't belong in this situation of education, but no one gave it a second glimpse. The mist made it unremarkable. Though unseen, the vaporish conjuration was there.

The same magic that wreathed the panties it made.

The figure smiled as it entered Mr. Harrison 's classroom. Its eyes glanced around the room, drinking in the mess. wrangle of orderly desks. placard hung on the paries talking about the professor 's subject : chronicle. One held a flowchart showing the evolution of the Roman country, another had bullet points of the major effect a man War I. The figure stopped at one desk. Right up front, center of the row. The figure shuddered, knowing Zelda would sit her. She was the perfect missy for this pair of panty. The satin, tan panties were made for her. The figure carefully draped the panties across the desk, stroking the ash grey letter across the seat.

Cute Tush.

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

The human body swept down the words of desks, navigating between them on the way to the door. Just as it was about to get hold of the doorway, it opened. As usual, Zelda Carter had arrived early for her initiative social class. She was the type of girl who liked to be on time. Proper. She wore a pinko, cashmere perspirer, hanker arm and high necks, and a skirt that fell past her knee, pink leggings peeking out.

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

In her mind, the design was nothing more than a janitor. A custodian that had every right to be in the classroom. She stepped aside, the figure sweeping out, soon to have vanished entirely from the person world.

Not that Zelda knew. Or cared.

She was eagre to learn from her favorite professor. History was a delicious subject to her. She loved uncovering the past. Learning about all the foible that others had made. It was why, though she was twenty dollar bill, she still had her virginity. She 'd read the accounts about the little girl who 'd given up their cherry tree young, surrendering to the bestial lust of their boyfriends or to their own carnal desires.

Those missy were invariably unsatisfied.

She wanted her first time to be perfect. 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 fix, he would be.

These ideas all skittered through her mind as she approached her desk, mentation dancing to and fro as she thought about other things. She made sure she had all her homework done, cataloging all the duty 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 pantie, feeling a tingle running through her."Where did you come in from ?"

She did n't even remember the figure at all. Forgetting it, she could n't take in any connexion 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 blue delight rippled through her, her butt-cheeks tingling.

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

The door to the schoolroom creaked open.

Gasping, panicking at being caught holding a pair of panty, she shoved them into her bird pocket, balling them oceanic abyss. She whirled around to see Mr. Harrison enter. He was a marvellous, black-haired man with John Brown eyes and a goatee.

"commodity morning, Zelda,"he said, giving her a smiling."You make me look bad. I should get here before you."

She just smiled at him, already forgetting about the step-in in her pocket."Sorry, I 'm just so eagre to learn about the Fall of First Council of Constantinople today. Are we going to cover it ?"

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

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Zelda President Carter

I had no idea why I was putting on these panty. I shuddered as I stepped into the satin, satiny underclothing. A tingle raced up my legs as I dragged them up my calves. These were the step-in I found yesterday when I arrived at my history family. I did n't know why anyone would leave them behind. What little girl would do that ? I should n't have got put them in my air pocket.

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

I was just so funny to see what they would palpate like. I always bought knit stitch, boring step-in. I never wore the riskier material, always telling myself that I was n't ready to lose my virginity When I was, then I would buy a pair of lacy underwear. Maybe even a lash.

Until I was ready to render what I was wearing underneath my skirt to my boyfriend, what was the period of wearing anything else ?

I shuddered, biting my lip and whimpering. The scanty felt so unruffled against my thigh. A hot urge formed in my pussy as I pulled the waistband up over my buns. I groaned at the satiny flavour of the textile. It cupped across my croupe, covering every inch of my butt-cheeks. It almost hugged them, gripping them like a span of hands. I shuddered, wiggling my rump.

Did I have a cute buns ?

I blushed at that thought, my forefront quivering. My smuggled pigtails danced around my face. My little breast jiggled. I snagged my champaign, whiten bra and pulled it on as I struggled to get used to this new couple of panties.

They made my cutis smell so commove. Especially across my hindquarters. Everywhere they touched me felt alert. Electrified. I licked my brim, wondering if I should require them off. I felt so naughty. My pink nipples were hard, I was starting to get wet. Like when Nathan kissed me.

I decided to leave them on. I 'd already wear them, and they did sense kind of nice, even if they made me find like I was a niggling bit of a pervy girlfriend. My cheeks were burning as I put on the rest of my dress. I pulled on a purple jumper, loving the fuzzy feel of it on my skin. It did n't hold me finger naughty.

Not like these panties.

Then I grabbed a grim skirt. I stepped into it, pulling it up my branch. It was a prospicient one, I did n't require to wear off tights today with this pair. I like wearing skirts. They were so graceful. It made me feel so womanly. I knew lots of girls like wearing denim or bloomers because they were well-fixed, but boys wore those, too.

I wanted to be feminine.

I zipped up my skirt and then frowned at my reflection in the mirror. I turned, staring at my side profile. Did this skirt make my keister expression gracious ? Did I have a cute tush ? It was hard to say. The declination of the bird did n't quite cup my rear like the panties did. I bit my lip, worrying about my buns '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 uninfected clothes, but I was n't worried about how my frame looked to others. But ... I bit my humbled lip, thinking my backside did n't seem cute at all in the skirt. It bothered me for some reason.

Why ?

That thought echoed through my mind. Why did I manage so much ? I rubbed my hands on my doll 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 suppose,"That lady friend does n't receive a great 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 conceal it ?"

That thought really bugged me. It had to be just my imagination. My skirt did n't make my rump flavour unflattering. rightfield ? 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 paries. He was a tall guy with blonde hair and blue eyes. He grinned as he pushed off from the wall."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 shank. He gave me a quick kiss on the sassing. I could palpate his hands on my lower back. Why did n't they slew lower and cup my tush ? Did n't he remember 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 torso to stare at back at him over my shoulder. My lightlessness pigtails swept off my shoulder as I did."Does this skirt make my ass look good ?"

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

Jeans ...

The thought of wearing those wormed through my mind.

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

"But not precious enough,"I muttered.

"Geez,"he groaned."I did n't stand for to take a leak you experience self-aware. You 're gorgeous, Zelda. I love you just the way you are."

It was a decent thought, but I really, really desire people to have a go at it I had a precious tush. The silky scanty I wore tingled around my ass, gripping my tooshie. For a minute, I wanted to just lift up my skirt and ask what he thought of my ass cupped in that spicy satin. My cheek burned at the thinking even as my pussy grew so hot.

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

I wanted that to be adequate, but ...

I was the foremost person to enter Mr. Harrison 's class. I liked getting there early, aegir to learn. My boyfriend shared my chronicle division, but he always refused to go in early with me. He always broke off to go flow out with his friends for a couple of arcminute before socio-economic class started. Yesterday 's example on the fall of Constantinople was amazing. Today we were going to speak about how sultan Mehmed II set up the tush 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 inappropriate. He was my professor.

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

Instead, I asked Dame Alice Ellen Terry when class was over. He was a tall, inkiness guy who sat in the spinal column. He had his haircloth buzzed short and a soul maculation on his chin. I walked up to him, ignoring the curious look from Nathan.

"Terry ?"I asked, turning my eubstance to show off my incline profile."Does this annulus make my ass look cute ?"

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

Terry paused, his eyes flicking me up and down. I noticed his hunger stirring in those iniquity depths. His eye brimmed with this Passion of Christ that sent a wicked tingle through me. My butt-cheeks clenched as my scanty seemed to almost electrify my rump. I turned more, giving the Black guy a full-on look at my ass. He studied it, a smiling growing on his lips.

"Well, it looks hunky-dory,"he said."It 's really laborious 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 intend I should have on different clothes to show my ass off better ?"

"Oh, definitely,"he said."There 's nothing like a Edward Douglas White Jr. girl with a nice ass."He reached out and force it, bringing a pant from Nathan 's rim."Yeah, you got potential drop. I have to see it in something better to eff fo'sure."

My nerve burned as I nodded."Thanks, Terry,"I said. I turned around and darted over to my swain."Terry thinks I should wear something better. Maybe I should buy some blue jean after category are over ?"

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

"Yeah. He was just inspecting it."I said."He had to hump if I had any potential difference. Are you covetous ?"I grinned and took his arm. I rubbed my cheek against his shoulder."That 's cute. You know you have zippo to vex about. When I 'm ready, you 're going to be my first."

My virgin pussycat itched. I did n't recollect it 'll be too long until I was ready, but I never knew. The fourth dimension had to be perfect.

"wellspring, I guess,"he said.

I asked other guy about their belief throughout the day. The consensus was whole : my skirt just did not show off my tush to its full. They kept saying Book like"delicately"or"okay"or even"meh."I needed to do amend than meh ! I knew my butt was cute. Hot. I needed to show it off. I had to buy new jeans.

"I ca n't go to your billet and sketch with you,"I told Nathan after stratum were over."I have to go shopping. Unless you want to make out with me."

"Well,"he said, rubbing at the binding of his cervix. He did n't seem enthusiastic."I guess I can come up. But, I mean, you do n't have to change your look. You know that, right ? You 're fine the way you are."

"I guess,"I said. He should be more supportive."Maybe Dame Ellen Terry would like to follow with me and render his advice."

Nathan blinked."What ?"

"I 'll see you later, Nathan,"I said, planting a buss on his cheek."Dame Alice Ellen Terry seems to be a much better judge 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 Black guy was more than happy 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 mall, grinning the entire metre. 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 seem impressive in my new jeans.

terry would help oneself me break up out the best dyad to demo off my cunning tush to its fullest.

I strolled into the promenade with Terry, my heart beating with inflammation. We did n't go to my common stopping place, the department store, but to one of the trendy stock. I smiled when I saw the denim on display on the modelling in the showing window. They were so tight. They had little hearts drawn in pink spangles on the rear sack.

I tingled, just knowing these would be perfect.

Of course, I grabbed the pair with the hearts, plus a few Sir Thomas More duet of skinny jeans. I buzzed with excitement as I headed into the changing room. In there, I stripped out of my boring skirt, pausing for a moment to admire how my rump looked in the bronze panties. The silver letters were backward in the mirror, but I knew what they spelled.

I had what they said.

I grabbed the span of jeans with the hearts on the back sac, trembling in hullabaloo. I stepped my legs into the pair, shuddering as I drew the pant up. I, of course, owned some jeans, mainly for doing outdoor stuff. None were like these. My new jean were stretchy. Not like any denim I 'd jade. I shuddered as I pulled them higher and higher up my wooden leg, 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 upright than the dull skirt draping over my rear. I smiled and threw open the threshold to the changing elbow room. Terry grinned as I stepped out, his heart flicking up and down.

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

I turned around, wiggling my hips.

"Damn, girl, discontinue shaking. Let me drink in the mint of you."

"Sorry, I 'm just so excited,"I said. I pulled out my headphone and started texting Nathan. Just trying on the new jean. Waiting to discover out what Terry has to say about them.

I hit send.

I gasped as Terry 's large hands cupped both my butt-cheeks. He squeezed and kneaded my buns, his fingerbreadth digging into the denim. I shuddered, the heat construction in my snatch. A gamy tingle rippled across my behind as his fingers massaged me.

You really went shopping with him ? Nathan sent back.

Yes, I replied. He 's inspecting the blue jean I 'm trying on right wing 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 swain,"I said, my entire body feeling alive right now. The way Terry was touching me had to mean my ass was cute."What do you retrieve ? He 's waiting to encounter out."

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

"Well, you are an expert on White 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 expect me to be excited that some early guy 's groping your ass right now, Nathan sent back.

Do n't be overjealous, I texted. He 's just thrust my ass. It 's not like he 's touching my bosom or anything. I giggled and said to Terry"He 's getting a piffling jealous."

"Fo'sure,"terry said. He gave my ass one terminal squeeze. Then he pulled his deal away. I missed his inspection already."You break go try on those other jean. Just to see how they fit."

I tried on the early two duet of jeans. terry cloth gave a thorough examination of each. I groaned, my pussy feel so juicy. I bit my lip and whimpered as his fingers kneaded my rump. He pushed the dungaree a little bit into my butt-crack, trying to strain in there, but just not being able to. rut flowed through me. My pap ached.

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

Sweat broke across my hilltop during the final examination review. I felt like Terry was taking forever to approve them, massaging my rear.

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

"Of course of action,"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 blue jean. I turned away from him as I pushed the jeans down my hip joint. When I bent over to get them past my knees, driving force my ass out at him. He groaned as he saw my panties.

"Now, girl, that 's a skillful looking ass. shame you ca n't bust these to class."

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

I worked the jeans down my branch, sliding them off. I felt terry cloth looking at me. I groaned as his hands grabbed my ass. fingerbreadth dipped into my butt-crack, pressing the satin fabric into my crotch. I gasped as he found my SOB. He touched my sphincter, rubbing it through the satin."hoot, you really got a fine ass, girl. Damn ticket ass."

"You better stop going dispirited,"I whimpered."You 're almost about to speculation into billet not even my young man 's touched."

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

"Because you 're an expert on T. H. White young woman asses. 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 pairs of the ace with affectionateness on them. Well, they had a variety of them. There was one with stars, another with a four-leaf common wood sorrel, and one with kissing mouth. All in all, I bought four dyad of jeans.

It was all I could afford.

Terry drove me dwelling house. There, I raced upstairs, texting Nathan all about it. I promised that he would bang what I looked like when he saw me tomorrow. He would be blown away by what an baffle ass I had. He could even touch it. After all, I let Terry grope my ass. No ground I could n't let my fellow do the same even if the thinking made me blush.

That Night, I felt so itchy, I had to fuck off. I did n't do it every day, but tonight I rubbed my snatch feverishly. I even did something I 'd never done before. I reached my left hand beneath my tush and slip my digits into my butt-crack.

I found my asshole.

I groaned when I sank my midsection finger into my bowels. I felt so implike. So easy. I pumped it in and out of me while I rubbed my virgin human body. I came so strong, my anal sheath writhing around my finger, my succus flooding my fingers. I shuddered, imagining such naughty things.

things thicker than my chassis penetrating back there.

I panted after I came down from my sexual climax, feeling slumber pulling down at me. I rolled over, sniffing at my fingerbreadth. The scent was n't bad. A ferment, gross flavour. I popped it into my sass and sucked the flavor of my ass all off my figure, and fell into sleep.

I had to jade the panty the future day.

Normally, I would n't do that, but they just felt so astonishing. I slipped them on low gear, that prickling racing through me. My cocksucker clenched, remembering my finger. Naughty thoughts danced in my head teacher as I pulled on my jeans next. I went with a pair decorated with hearts.

They were just the cutest.

I wiggled the denim up my legs, the stretchy material clinging to me. They showed off my great thighs and cunning calves 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 wear something that hugged my ass like my pair of panties and still go to college in them, I 'd jade them.

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

"Well, those are ..."He swallowed."I mean, you look neat, but you went—"

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

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

I squealed again."I 'm so happy you like my ass in this."I threw my arms around his neck opening 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 keister a squeeze."Damn, nice ass."

I beamed.

"pity you 're in those jeans. Be courteous to see all the curves."

Just like that, my excitement vanished.

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

I shrugged and headed inside, dazed.

I swayed. blue jean were n't enough to picture off my ass. What could I do about that ? I could n't just go around in pantie. I had to wear something. Right ?

For once, I was n't the first of all to Mr. President William Henry Harrison 's class. I was in such a daze as I wandered down the hall, struggling to figure out what to do. What could I possibly don ? Tights ? Those were n't plastered enough. They might hug my ass, but they were thickheaded and warm up. Yoga pant ?

Those were pretty clingy.

Was there anything honest ?

There were nylon stocking, but that was like wearing step-in. I need something I can actually endure in world. That would present off my keister perfectly. Nathan was arguing in the backdrop, shouting at the guy who grabbed my ass while I just kept drifting. Was there anything I could bear ?

"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 happy. I mean, that ass looks pretty estimable in those jeans."

"Pretty practiced 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 mulct ass. Perfect. You really need to record 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 jeans. the great unwashed 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 resourcefulness on fire.

Terry 's hired man slid around my waist to grab my ass. He pulled me fold to him. Both his hands were now on my rump. He squeezed and kneaded my ass, his finger's breadth sliding up and down the seam that followed my butt-crack. If the denim was n't so thickly, he could get his finger's breadth in there like he had with my panties the day before. He could tease my asshole. I felt something surd poking me in the stomach. I stared up at him as a wave of heat energy 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 skanky tingle rippling out of my ass."I ca n't do that. Even if I do have a cute tush."

"Still, damn ignominy that you—"

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

"It 's all cool, man,"Terry said, giving my behind a final squeezing."Just inspecting her fine fundament. zero wrong with that."

I turned around and smiled at my boyfriend."right wing, null wrong with that. Look, Nathan, you can snap up my ass. Just put your hands over my rump and squeeze. You can see how nice 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 bozo do it.

"Are you kidding covetous ?"I asked, shaking my principal. I pulled away from Terry and that voiceless bulge in his dungaree. I went to Nathan, taking his hands. I gave him such a happy smiling."I 'm your girlfriend. Okay ?"

Terry 's hand found his way to my ass again. He squeezed me as I smiled at my fellow. A sinful shudder ran through me, an electrifying shudder that feast from my pantie. My slit clenched. The Black guy knew how to touch my ass. He was a master at it.

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

I rolled my eyes. I rose on my tiptoes and planted a quick candy 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 stooge."Be felicitous that your girlfriend 's got such a OK ass."Terry pulled his helping hand away and then he smacked my rump.

I giggled.

terry sauntered into the schoolroom."I want to go buy some jeggings after classes 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 amazing,"I said, taking his arm and pressing against him."ejaculate on, Mr. George Harrison 's class is about to start. He 's going to be talking about how the Ottoman dynasty used the Mamluk slaves to administrate their empire. Is n't that weird ? Slaves."

We headed in the schoolroom while my imagination was on flak with the possibility of jeggings.

They were all I could consider about. I googled them between breaks, staring at impression of these thin, taut, stretchy fabric hugging girl 's asses. 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 blue jean, people would n't realize you were wearing practically nylons. They were so naughty. I searched where to buy them and smiled when I saw I could get them at the like shoes I bought my jean. I quivered with excitement.

After classes were over, terry, of course, was more than happy to force back me to the mall.

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

"You need to read for your math exam,"I told him."You need to keep up your grades. terry will earn sure I get to the mall and back. He 's a really good friend."

"A Quaker that has his hand on your ass,"Nathan muttered.

Terry did have 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. President Benjamin 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 add up,"Terry continued,"but my backseat 's broad of junk. No room for you."

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

Then I was stepping into terry 's car. There were couple of shirts in the rear, banquet out over the entire fanny. I guess they could n't be moved so Nathan could sit back there. terrycloth slipped into the number one wood fundament and we were off.

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

I gasped when I saw them. They were sold with the nylons and came in the same ballock 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 tidal bore 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 scanty again."

I smiled and nodded."Fine, grab that pair of dungaree so I can guess to ingest something to try on."

He did.

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

His handwriting grabbed my ass.

I shuddered as he kneaded my ass through my panties. There was almost zip between us. I closed my optic, whimpering as I bit my broken lip. My nipple were so hard. My pussy was so wet. If Nathan was here, I did n't screw what I would do. I wiggled my hips, loving the hot touch of Terry 's stiff finger kneading my rump.

He groaned, his finger's breadth sliding up and up the pantie until he found the waistband. I gasped as they dipped inside. I felt him sliding into my underwear. His hand was touching my naked flesh. He caressed my hind end directly. His halfway finger's breadth slid into my butt-crack. I whimpered, my affectionateness thundering so fast as he went lower and lower.

He found my sphincter.

I groaned, shuddering at how tender my bunghole felt. I whimpered as joy I normally only felt when I masturbated my pussy was flowing through me as he circled my crumple muddle. His finger's breadth caressed my sphincter, causing me to quiver. I leaned over, grabbing a support bar. I gripped it, my typeface inches from the mirror before me.

I was flushed. My pigtails swayed about my face, my 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 footling asshole."

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

"No one knows a Edward Douglas White Jr. miss 's ass better than me."

That was so on-key. I whimpered, my pussy thawing with my succus. His finger pressed against my sphincter. My eye widened as he entered me. I felt his fingers sliding into my asshole. My Virgo slit clenched as his finger sank inscrutable and deeper.

"Oh, god, yes,"I moaned, gripping the bar, my cheek twisting in the reflection."Terry !"

"Yeah, just a beautiful ass,"he groaned."I ca n't wait 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 incredible. My pure slit 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 asshole could find so stick. When I fingered it last dark, it felt great, but this ... Dame Ellen Terry knew just where to touch me. How to do work his finger in and out of my bowels. I whimpered through my grit teeth, feeling this pressure sensation building and building inside of me.

My sexual climax approached.

I shuddered as his finger's breadth thrust deep and fast into me. My velvety bunghole gripped him, clenching about him increasing the friction. The stimulation. It was incredible. Pleasure rippled through me. I squeezed my eyes shut, little lighting dancing across my moody visual modality. This tide swelled and swelled in me.

He pressed a second digit against my asshole.

"Terry !"I gasped as he pushed his Spanish pointer finger's breadth into my sphincter.

My anal ring stretched and stretched. I groaned, wanting to fight his usurpation, but it felt too good to resist. This heat that stabbed into my nethers. The second finger sank into me, extending into me to sink in almost as cryptical as his mediate finger's breadth did. I groaned as he pumped them both in and out of me.

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

"Thank you !"I moaned as his finger pumped in and out of me quick and faster. My orgasm built. Every plunge sent me hurtling towards it. I could n't stand firm surrendering to this love. I could n't arrest myself from enjoying this. My ass felt amazing. His finger's breadth felt so right inside my bowels.

He jammed them both so mysterious in me, his other fingers sliding into my butt-crack. He almost sank every column inch of his digits buried in me. So thick and long.

"Yes !"I squealed. I came.

My asshole writhed around his finger's breadth. My virgin pussy convulsed. I could feel the juices soaking my George Herbert Walker Bush and the gusset of my panties. I whimpered, my small boob jiggling in my bra as I trembled. My pigtails danced around my drumhead. They whipped around my articulatio humeri as I swung my heading from position to side. headliner exploded across my vision as the undulation of ecstasy slammed into my mind.

I drowned in ecstasy. My bunghole felt amazing. I had no idea a ally could break me such delectation just from fingering my bowels. I whimpered, drinking it in. So glad that my cute tush could cave in me such rapture.

"Damn, you do stimulate an amazing ass,"he growled."It 's got ta be the most staring ass in the universe. Fo'sure, girl."

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

"You 're welcome,"he said. He ripped his fingers out of my son of a bitch. For a minute, he pressed against me. I felt the hard prominence of his cock rubbing against my rump."I ca n't expect for tomorrow. You 'll bet 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 center, carried on the malarkey of exaltation that my anal orgasm gave me. Terry was such a sound friend to make me feel so good. I gave him a candy kiss 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 succeed. 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 suffer to vex. Terry 's a soundly friend. He made me feel so good about my jeggings. Gave me such a bang. Buying them was awe-inspiring. I wish I could hail 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 ? Dame Alice Ellen 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 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 intestine. Since I had XV minutes before I had to actually get up, I gave myself another one coming.

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

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

I cracked assailable the moldable egg holding the stone-wash couple of jeggings. I did n't have the panties on, they would be visible through it and it would overcome the altogether stop of wearing these. Jeggings would be even plastered than my panty. They would mould to my rump and even slide into butt-crack and evince off the fully shape of my nifty ass.

Putting jeggings on was like rolling on nylons. I went retard, working them up both legs to make trusted there were n't any runs. The only when difference between stockings and jeggings were the latter had no metrical foot. The jeggings ended at my ankles.

I shuddered as they clung to my second joint like skinny jeans, but were even tighter. I pulled them eminent and higher. I groaned as I rolled them up over my rump. Just like I had hoped, I could finger the stretchable material sliding into my butt-crack. It pressed against my asshole, letting me know that the wax definition of my nates could be seen.

They were so thin 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 pussy, but I quickly got that done. I was going to be late for my first class, but it would be worth it. The jeggings felt so naughty against my bare virgin mouth. They molded to my cuckoo, too. I had a cameltoe on display.

It was a pocket-size price to pay to show off my perfect ass.

I rushed down the stairs, the jeggings cupping my ass and vulva. Without any pubic hair, I could feel the stretchy material caressing my pussy rim. My clit. I groaned, this oestrus racing through me. The material was in my butt-crack and teasing my asshole. I whimpered, my entire soundbox 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. George Harrison 's form if I did n't leave.

I bolted out of the house, my pes stretching out before me. The jeggings hugged me like a second skin. I was practically naked as I hit the sidewalk and made the the right way towards my college. It was n't far. I lived close. But, still, I had to hurry to ward off being tardily.

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

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

I could n't do that right now. I was running. Best I could do was hit three alphabetic character.

OMW

I hit send and kept running, a stitch already forming in my English. I could see my college ahead. I ran faster, my button throbbing. The stuff caressed me. It rubbed my ass, my butt-cheeks ripple as I ran. My asshole drank in the teasing delight of the framework.

It was all so very much bliss.

I was on fervency. I could finger my succus soaking my jeggings. They absorbed my cream like a sponge, spreading the wetness across my crotch, down my thighs, and around to the bottom gradient of my butt-cheek. My pigtails bounced around my shoulders.

I darted across the road to get to my college. A car automobile horn honked, brakes screeching. I just kept running. I made it to the former position and raced into the shoal grounds. I could see Nathan waiting out front man.

I waved to him, my breasts bouncing in my bra and my idle blouse. My top was the exact contrary of the jeggings I was wearing. I wanted to show off my ass, not my tits. I was still a wholesome daughter. I was a Virgo. I did n't know when I would be set up to consecrate it up. It had to be to the right guy.

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

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

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

He blinked as I came up to him. I stopped and struggled to overtake my breathing place. I grabbed his arm for support, one-half deflexion over as I sucked in air.

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

"God, arrest being such a jealous idiot. Because my chaparral would totally be on display. Look."I straightened and pointed at my crotch.

His jaw dropped."Holy screw bull, Zelda, I can see your purulent brim. 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 tush. 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 pertain my pap. I did n't even snog him."I lunged in kissed Nathan on the lips."Now, we have to get to Mr. Harrison 's grade. It 's about to start."

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

Mr. Harrison 's social class was n't too far into the edifice. I reached it in clip, bursting in before the warning doorbell rang. Everyone turned to look at me. All the guys groaned when they saw what I was wearing. Mr. Harrison 's dropped the leger he was holding. The older man swallowed. I swear his centre almost fell out as I sauntered up towards my desk.

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

"I know,"I groaned, savoring his fingers sliding up and down my behind."You approve, 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 fire. 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 mold to every inch of you. I can see the impression of your bunghole through the jeggings."

I gasped as he touched my backdoor. His finger's breadth rubbed against my sphincter. I groaned, quivering. My nipples throbbed against my bra. I licked my back talk, setting my telephone set down on my desk. Dame Alice Ellen Terry was sitting right behind me. I was sure enough that was a coincidence.

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

"Zelda !"my swain groaned.

"It 's okay,"I told him."It 's just my asshole. It 's not a intimate organ."

"Yeah, listen to your girlfriend,"Terry said, rubbing the stretchable material of the jeggings harder into my asshole. I groaned, my sphincter muscle drank it in. I leaned over, grabbing the back of my chair. My butt-cheeks clenched around his fingerbreadth, pinning him against my sphincter.

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

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

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

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

I heard a tear.

"shit, that 's delicate,"I said as I felt the material of my jeggings splitting up my butt-crack. The two halves separated, exposing my asscheeks. Even my shaved pussy felt on display. I gasped as now Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's fingers rubbed directly at my asshole.

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

His finger left my asshole, leaving me quivering. I needed him to prevent touching me. He grabbed both halves of my jeggings and pluck them further apart. He revealed all of my butt. The jeggings split all the way up to the waistcloth. I groaned, bent over, everything on display.

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

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

"It 's fine, Nathan, dear. He 's just licking my asshole."I shuddered as Terry 's lingua slid around my anatomical sphincter."He 's not touching my pussy at all."

"Just giving her ass an unwritten inspection,"Terry said and then swirled his tongue around my mother fucker again.

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

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

All the guys were staring. They watched as Terry feasted on my asshole. 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 sheath. I glanced at Nathan, his face red. I gave him a grin, letting him recognise this was innocent.

It was just my asshole, after all.

Oh, it felt amazing.

Terry 's stiff fingerbreadth kneaded my buttocks as his tongue pumped in and out of my asshole. The delectation melted down to my pussy, my orgasm building and construction. I wiggled my hips from slope to side. I whimpered. That fantastic pleasance swelled in me. It was so naughty. Everyone was witnessing it.

I came.

My arse quivered and convulsed around Dame Ellen Terry 's probing tongue. I gasped at the rush of pleasure surging through my twat. It flowed through me, a yummy tidal waving of rapture that filled every nerve in my body. It spilled up to my judgement. My white meat jiggled in my bra, my pigtails dancing about my point. It felt so amazing.

"Oh, yes, Dame Alice Ellen Terry !"I moaned."Yes, yes, visit my asshole ! Ooh, that feels amazing !"

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

"I did !"I moaned."Oh, yes, Dame Alice Ellen Terry !"

succus soaked my shoot jeggings. They gushed out of my shaved pussy and spilled down to my tattered stockings. I shuddered, my lemonlike aroma filling my olfactory organ. 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 reach deeper."

"Then get your fingers 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 blue jean fastener and the rasp of a zipper.

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

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

Was that his cock ?

I threw a look over my shoulder joint, just twisting my dead body plenty to see my peachy rump and his midst, coal black dick draped over it. His dark slam contrasted so much against my pale skin. He was huge, twice as long as his finger, and thicker than three of them.

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

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

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

"You think I can inspect your ass once terry cloth is done ?"asked Mitchell.

"Of line,"I moaned."My cute butt 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 girl tail end. 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 prick. It was cold and slick. I gasped, realizing it was lubricant. I heard a wet, slick phone and glanced behind me again. Terry was rubbing the Sami gel into his hammer, making his Diospyros ebenum 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 hand, squeezing it."I 'm so glad you 're here to find this. Oh, Nathan, I love you so much and—"I gasped as I felt terry cloth 's big shaft press on my lubed SOB."You get to see my ass broken in. Terry 's going to give me up for everyone to enjoy my cute tush. Oh, Nathan, this is all I want !"

I groaned as terrycloth pressed his shaft against my asshole. I felt my sphincter stretch and reach. It was such an incredible delight. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. It was amazing. My heart pounded in my chest. There was this toothsome Benjamin Rush. It surged through me. My eyes fluttered, my intestine clenching down on the stocky hawkshaw penetrating me. I whimpered, wiggling my pelvis from side to side, pleasure rippling through me.

I crushed Nathan 's handwriting in my tight traveling bag. Terry 's tool was so big. I could experience my anal case spreading to soak up him. He truly was breaking me in, opening me up for all the modest prick to love. I whimpered, so sword lily this big, Joseph Black animate being could be in me. My virtuous pussycat 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 stringy kiss of his pubic fuzz on my butt-cheeks. I knew he was all the way in me. I groaned, feeling him reaching so cryptic into me. It was amazing.

Then he drew back. His rooster slid through me. My velvety bowels gripped him. I thought it felt amazing when he fingered me. When he tongued me. But those delight held nothing compared to his prick. His huge shaft stimulated my anal retentive cocktail dress. The pleasure melted down to my puss. It fed another growing climax. I gasped as he rammed back into me. Harder. Faster. His balls slapped against my virgin cunt. I gasped at the shudder of pleasure rippling along my kitty-cat lips. Then he drew back again.

He pounded me.

I gripped my desk with my left hand and my young man 's hand with the other. I stared up at him, seeing the shocked feel on his face. I did n't understand why he did n't think this was amazing. This was the best thing ever. Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's dick plunged into me hard and fast. He stimulated me. I could feel my orgasm building faster and faster. This mighty plosion that would waste me.

"Oh, Nathan, his dick feels so near in me,"I moaned."Oh, honey, watch him transgress in my ass. It 's getting me set up for you and for Shawn and for Margaret Munnerlyn Mitchell and for all the former guys."

"Even me ?"Mr. George Harrison asked.

"Of course !"I gasped, clutching my bowel down on Terry 's fatheaded dick.

"Zelda,"groaned Nathan.

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

Nathan let out a suffocate groan.

terry grunted, his hands gripping my pelvic arch. He slammed hard in me. His blushing crotch smacked my rump. His balls cracked into my contamination and slit lips. I loved that big, thick peter plunging hard and fast in me. I whimpered. Groaned. I could n't stand firm much longer.

I was about to detonate.

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

I came.

I groaned into my boyfriend 's rim as my asshole writhed around Terry 's dick. The pleasure was vivid. Amazing. A tsunami of rapture sloshed through my body. It slammed into my judgement, drowning my thoughts in raptus. whizz salvo before my eyes. I kissed Nathan so hard, thrusting my natural language into his mouth.

He had to empathise. He had to recognize that this was so astonish for me. I was such a prosperous miss to give birth Dame Ellen Terry 's big cock in my prick. My bowels clenched and spasmed and writhed about his prick. He plowed in hard. Fast. He sent more and more Wave of ecstasy sweeping out of my slit. My virgin cunt clenched, my succus gushing out of me.

"Her SOB 's going wild,"groaned Terry."This is the estimable 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 snog me back. My swain nibbled on my lower lip as the pleasure rushed through me. Orgasm after coming burst through me. My asshole reveled in that big, thick, Black cock rammed into me. I whimpered, so glad my T. H. White ass was able to conduct every inch of Dame Alice Ellen Terry. I quivered, my toes curling.

I knew that terry would always be my dearie shaft to hold fucking my ass. I had a flavour not even Nathan 's would ever liken. I probably should n't evidence my boyfriend that though.

Terry erupted in me. I felt his cum firing hot into my asshole. I came again, squealing. My gut writhed around his pecker, 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 best ass, Zelda !"Terry growled."Drain my balls !"

I groaned harder into Nathan 's lips as I did just that. When Terry was vacate, he ripped out of me. I felt someone else grabbed my hips. A new shaft driving force into me. It was n't as big but still felt nice. rightfield. My asshole was designed to please dicks. My cunning tush needed dick in me. I groaned, savoring the severe strokes.

Who fucked me ?

"Go, Mr. Reginald Carey Harrison !"cheered Shawn."ass the loose woman 's ass."

I groaned my agreement into Nathan 's lips.

Mr. Reginald Carey Harrison fucked my cum-filled asshole hard. He pounded me, thrusting deep into my intestine. It was such a rattling experience. I could find out my professor grunting. Groaning. My SOB was making him palpate amazing. My cunning fundament was giving him such delight. I broke the osculation with Nathan, staring into his middle. I stroked his face, my teat jiggling in my bra. He had to understand. He had to know that I had to fuck every prick I could with my asshole.

"See !"I moaned to him."It 's not really sex, he 's just hump my bowels. You can do it. You can fuck my shit, too. You can feel what the majuscule ass in the entire reality feels like wrapped around your cock. Terry broke me in. You should give thanks him."

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

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

Neither could I.

Mr. President Harrison pounded me hard, and then he was spurting into my asshole. My professor flooded me as my sexual climax rippled through my dead body. That wondrous pleasure swept through me. It was n't as vivid as with Terry, but it was still a treat to bask. Mr. President Benjamin Harrison groaned, spilling his seed in me. He deserved it for being such an awesome prof.

Ted Shawn got my ass next. He beat Nathan to me. I groaned as Shawn slammed his dick into my jizz-filled bowels. I whimpered in delight, bending over my desk, just savoring his stopcock in me. I hugged my desk as Shawn fucked my ass. Cum leaked out of my sphincter, bubbling out around his pecker and dribbling down to my shaved pussy. The mettle coated my virgin shape. I whimpered, not needing to touch my twat.

I would cum just from being fucked in the ass.

My asshole milked Shawn 's peter when he erupted, another delicious sexual climax rushing through me. This time, Nathan was adjacent. My fellow pounded my bowels. The fourth cock to enter my motherfucker. I squeezed down on him, wiggling my hips, wanting to give 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 former, the boy of my story class used me. They fucked me. They enjoyed my cute fundament to the fullest. I groaned in passion. I left the stratum, my jeggings torn out-of-doors, jizz leaking out of me. Everyone could see how amazing my ass was. Boys would advertise me against the wall and just mosh their peter into my asshole. They would fuck me right there in the corridor, our class fellow groaning, wishing they were the lucky one to snap up me.

During classes, my male person professor got to use me first. They would bang me hard, thrusting into me. Then the former bookman would get their play. I especially loved it when the Black guys went. None of them were quite as big as terry cloth, but it was always such a quiver to experience an ebony tree hawkshaw sliding into my White ass.

steward used me. Fathers of educatee just visiting got the chance to skid their tool in me. When I was outside of my college, random men would fuck me gruelling. It was amazing. I could n't go a minute without having a hawkshaw in my asshole. It was so awesome. Terry and Nathan got to use me more than the others. Dame Alice Ellen Terry for breaking me in, and Nathan for being my fellow.

Of course, Nathan often had to sit there and sentry. Sometimes, I would return him a handjob as a big gumshoe filled my dickhead, feeling bad for my young man. I was n't quite make to go all the way. Maybe I 'd waitress for marriage. That could be year away.

I had all the dicks I needed fucking my son of a bitch. I could hold off on having sex.

I was beaming I had such a supportive boyfriend who understood how precious my virginity was. I loved him so much. I especially like going over to dinner at his house. His dad 's dick was bigger. It was such a delight to get fucked up the ass over the dinner board while his mother and sister talked to Nathan about his day. I would cum so hard.

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

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The digit smiled. This pair of pantie was a wild achiever. Keeping her virginity intact while turning her into a whore had been such a thrill. Now the figure had a new approximation. Another way to twist a girl 's mind in naughty counseling. To channel her lust in different ways.

The build stroked its newest pair of pantie, a bubbly pinko delight decorated with little middle. They were childish, intended for a younger girl than its objective 's age of eighteen. Cute and bubbly and unacquainted. On the back was written two words : lovely Kitten.

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

It was time. The upsurge built and built. The frame was so ready.

To be continued in the succeeding tale of Mind-Controlling pantie ...