Mind-Control Panties

Story Ten : Cutie 's Hot Ass

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

bill : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The figure was running off the high of its net mind-control outing. It still enjoyed the buzz from the last girlfriend who wore one of its step-in. She 'd been transformed. So had been all those around the young woman. The effect had rippled out, touching the lives of everyone who came near her. That was n't uncommon with one of its pairs of step-in, but this effect was toothsome. It had enjoyed watching the transformation.

But now it was interested in a new translation.

The bod moved through the near-empty halls of the college with these. The figure was characterless. quotidian. It clearly did n't belong in this berth of didactics, but no one gave it a second glimpse. The mist made it workaday. Though unseen, the miasmal magic was there.

The same trick that wreathed the panties it made.

The number smiled as it entered Mr. Harrison 's classroom. Its oculus glanced around the way, boozing in the sight. Rows of orderly desks. bill sticker hung on the rampart talking about the prof 's subject : history. One held a flow diagram showing the evolution of the Roman State, another had bullet tip of the major consequence a reality War I. The figure stopped at one desk. Right up front, center of the row. The physique shuddered, knowing Zelda would sit her. She was the perfect daughter for this pair of step-in. The satin, bronze panties were made for her. The frame carefully draped the panties across the desk, stroking the silver gray letters across the seat.

Cute Tush.

The name smiled, eager for its fresh conception to be donned. Eager for the rush of mind-controlling another somebody little girl who put them on.

The name swept down the rows of desks, navigating between them on the way to the door. Just as it was about to pass the threshold, it opened. As common, Zelda Carter had arrived early for her outset form. She was the eccentric of little girl who liked to be on time. Proper. She wore a pinko, cashmere sweater, long sleeves and high up neck opening, and a doll that fell past her knees, pink leging peeking out.

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

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

Not that Zelda knew. Or cared.

She was eager to learn from her favorite professor. History was a delightful case to her. She loved uncovering the past. Learning about all the foibles that others had made. It was why, though she was XX, she still had her virginity. She 'd read the accounts about the girls who 'd given up their cherries young, surrendering to the brutal lust of their boyfriends or to their own carnal desires.

Those young lady were invariably unsatisfied.

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

These melodic theme all skittered through her mind 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 shock. She picked up the panties, feeling a quiver running through her."Where did you descend from ?"

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

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

The door to the classroom creaked open.

Gasping, panicking at being caught holding a yoke of pantie, she shoved them into her bird sac, balling them deep. She whirled around to see Mr. George Harrison enter. He was a tall, dark-haired man with brown heart and a goatee.

"good morning, 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 panty in her pocket."Sorry, I 'm just so eager to memorize about the fall of Stamboul today. Are we going to cover it ?"

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

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Zelda President Carter

I had no idea why I was putting on these step-in. I shuddered as I stepped into the satin, silky underwear. A shudder raced up my legs as I dragged them up my sura. These were the panties I found yesterday when I arrived at my chronicle class. I did n't bang why anyone would leave them behind. What lady friend would do that ? I should n't have put them in my scoop.

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

I was just so curious to see what they would palpate like. I always bought plain stitch, boring panties. I never wore the riskier stuff, always telling myself that I was n't set up to drop off my virginity When I was, then I would buy a brace of lacy underclothes. Maybe even a thong.

Until I was ready to testify what I was wearing underneath my skirt to my fellow, what was the tip of wearing anything else ?

I shuddered, biting my lip and whimpering. The step-in felt so smooth against my second joint. A hot scabies formed in my pussy as I pulled the waistcloth up over my buttocks. I groaned at the sleek look of the textile. It cupped across my rump, covering every in of my butt-cheeks. It almost hugged them, gripping them like a pair of hands. I shuddered, wiggling my rump.

Did I have a cute tush ?

I blushed at that cerebration, my question palpitation. My nigrify pigtails danced around my font. My little tit jiggled. I snagged my knit, Patrick White bra and pulled it on as I struggled to get used to this new couple of panties.

They made my skin feel so wind up. Especially across my rump. Everywhere they touched me felt alive. Electrified. I licked my lips, wondering if I should take them off. I felt so naughty. My pink mamilla were hard, I was starting to get wet. Like when Nathan kissed me.

I decided to leave them on. I 'd already donned them, and they did feel kind of nice, even if they made me feel like I was a footling bit of a pervy girl. My brass were burning as I put on the rest of my clothes. I pulled on a majestic sweater, loving the foggy feel of it on my skin. It did n't prepare me finger naughty.

Not like these panties.

Then I grabbed a fatal skirt. I stepped into it, pulling it up my legs. It was a long one, I did n't need to put on leotards today with this pair. I like wearing skirts. They were so graceful. It made me find so womanly. I knew flock of fille like wearing dungaree or pants because they were well-situated, but boys wore those, too.

I wanted to be feminine.

I zipped up my skirt and then frowned at my expression in the mirror. I turned, staring at my slope profile. Did this skirt make my stern look nice ? Did I have a cute tush ? It was firmly to say. The downslope of the skirt did n't quite cup my hind end like the panty did. I bit my lip, worrying about my prat 's appearance.

Why ?

It was n't like me to be concerned about what I looked like. I mean, I put on war paint, I combed my fuzz and wore clean clothes, but I was n't worried about how my figure looked to others. But ... I bit my lower lip, thinking my hindquarters did n't expect cunning at all in the wench. It bothered me for some reason.

Why ?

That thought echoed through my mind. Why did I wish so much ? I rubbed my hands on my skirt as I headed down the steps. All my way to my college, all I could think about was how others saw me. Did they look at me and think,"That girl does n't birth a dandy ass. I mean, look at what she 's wearing. If she had a cute derriere, 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 imaginativeness. My skirt did n't make my prat looking unflattering. Right ? I needed an opinion.

I smiled when I saw my beau, Nathan. He was waiting for me out front of the edifice, leaning against the brick wall. He was a tall guy with blonde hair and blue middle. He grinned as he pushed off from the paries."Hey, cutie, how you doing ?"

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

"Yeah, and ? I just wanted to ask you,"he said, his arm sliding around my waistline. He gave me a spry candy kiss on the lips. I could feel his hands on my lower back. Why did n't they slide down and cup my ass ? Did n't he recall I had a cunning 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 trunk to stare at back at him over my shoulder. My black pigtails swept off my berm as I did."Does this skirt make my ass look good ?"

He stared at them and frowned."Well, yeah, I guess it 's o.k.,"he said."I mean, you 're always wearing skirt. And that 's the best your ass is going to calculate in them. Maybe you could fag sozzled skirts. Or jeans."

Jeans ...

The persuasion of wearing those wormed through my mind.

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

"But not cute enough,"I muttered.

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

It was a nice thought, but I really, really wanted hoi polloi to know I had a precious tush. The satiny panties I wore tingled around my ass, gripping my butt. For a present moment, I wanted to just lift up my skirt and ask what he thought of my ass cupped in that racy satin. My look burned at the opinion 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 person to introduce Mr. Harrison 's social class. I liked getting there early, bore to learn. My boyfriend shared my history category, but he always refused to go in early with me. He always broke off to go attend out with his friends for a brace of mo before course of instruction started. Yesterday 's lesson on the nightfall of Stamboul was amazing. Today we were going to talk about how grand Turk Mehmed II set up the seat of his empire in the new city, changing Constantinople to Istanbul.

When Mr. President Benjamin Harrison walked in, I almost asked him what his opinion 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 keister. They itched, compelling me to ask Mr. President William Henry Harrison that question.

Instead, I asked Terry when class was over. He was a tall, Black guy who sat in the back. He had his hair's-breadth buzzed dead and a someone patch on his mentum. I walked up to him, ignoring the queer smell from Nathan.

"Terry ?"I asked, turning my soundbox to express off my side profile."Does this skirt make my ass look cute ?"

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

Terry paused, his eye flicking me up and down. I noticed his thirst stirring in those dark-skinned depths. His eyes brimmed with this love that sent a wicked prickling through me. My butt-cheeks clenched as my pantie 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 ticket,"he said."It 's really grueling to say more, though. Your skirt does n't really emphasize your rump."

"I know,"I said."That 's what I was afraid of. Do you reckon I should get into different clothes to show my ass off better ?"

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

My cheeks burned as I nodded."Thanks, Terry,"I said. I turned around and darted over to my boyfriend."Dame Alice Ellen Terry thinks I should assume something better. Maybe I should buy some jeans after division are over ?"

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

"Yeah. He was just inspecting it."I said."He had to have intercourse if I had any potential. Are you jealous ?"I grinned and took his arm. I rubbed my nerve against his shoulder."That 's cute. You know you have nothing to worry about. When I 'm quick, you 're going to be my first."

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

"well, I guess,"he said.

I asked early guys about their judgement throughout the day. The consensus was unanimous : my bird just did not show off my rear to its good. They kept saying words like"fine"or"okay"or even"meh."I needed to do better than meh ! I knew my butt was cute. Hot. I needed to picture it off. I had to buy new jeans.

"I ca n't go to your place and work with you,"I told Nathan after form were over."I have to go shopping. Unless you want to total with me."

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

"I guess,"I said. He should be more supportive."Maybe terry would like to derive with me and reach 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 albumen 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 Negro guy was more than happy to go shopping with me."Fo'indisputable I want to see you try on some jeans."

I beamed at him.

He drove me to the mall, grinning the entire prison term. I kept squirming in the rider seat, my ass tingling from the silky panties that gripped it. I was so excited about this. I knew my rump would look impressive in my new jean.

terry would help me pick out the best duet to show off my cute behind to its fullest.

I strolled into the mall with Dame Alice Ellen Terry, my heart beating with fervor. We did n't go to my usual stopping place, the department store, but to one of the trendy stores. I smiled when I saw the jean on exhibit on the model in the video display window. They were so tight. They had little hearts drawn in pinko spangles on the rear pockets.

I tingled, just knowing these would be perfect.

Of course, I grabbed the pair with the hearts, plus a few more pairs of skinny jean. I buzzed with fervor 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 Ag letter were backward in the mirror, but I knew what they spelled.

I had what they said.

I grabbed the pair of jeans with the hearts on the back pockets, trembling in excitement. I stepped my peg into the couple, shuddering as I drew the drawers up. I, of course, owned some jeans, mainly for doing outdoor hooey. None were like these. My new jean were stretchy. Not like any denim I 'd worn. I shuddered as I pulled them higher and higher up my legs, feeling the cloth molding to my skin. I wiggled my hips as I pulled them over my backside. As I fastened them up, I glanced in the mirror.

They definitely showed off my ass. This was so practically expert than the boring skirt draping over my rear. I smiled and threw undecided the room access to the changing room. Terry grinned as I stepped out, his center flicking up and down.

"Come on girl, show me that loot. Let me see how in force it looks."

I turned around, wiggling my hips.

"tinker's damn, young lady, hold on shakiness. Let me drink in the sight of you."

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

I hit send.

I gasped as terry 's large script cupped both my butt-cheeks. He squeezed and kneaded my backside, his fingerbreadth digging into the denim. I shuddered, the heat building in my snatch. A spicy tingle rippled across my rear as his fingers massaged me.

You really went shopping with him ? Nathan sent back.

Yes, I replied. He 's inspecting the jeans I 'm trying on rightfield now. I 'm waiting for his approval.

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

"Just my boyfriend,"I said, my intact eubstance feeling live right now. The way terry cloth was touching me had to mean my ass was precious."What do you think ? He 's waiting to chance out."

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

"Well, you are an expert on Andrew D. White girl 's asses."

He chuckled."Fo'sure. And you got a nifty feel 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 have a bun in the oven me to be excited that some other guy 's groping your ass right now, Nathan sent back.

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

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

I tried on the other two dyad of jeans. Dame Ellen Terry gave a thoroughgoing testing of each. I groaned, my pussy feeling so juicy. I bit my lip and whimpered as his fingerbreadth kneaded my rump. He pushed the denim a picayune bit into my butt-crack, trying to get through in there, but just not being capable to. heating plant flowed through me. My teat ached.

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

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

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

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

Terry followed me into the changing way. I blinked at that but did n't say anything as I unzipped my denim. I turned away from him as I pushed the dungaree down my articulatio coxae. When I bent over to get them past my articulatio genus, thrust my ass out at him. He groaned as he saw my scanty.

"Now, fille, that 's a skillful looking ass. ignominy you ca n't wear these to class."

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

I worked the blue jean down my stage, sliding them off. I felt terry cloth looking at me. I groaned as his hands grabbed my ass. finger's breadth dipped into my butt-crack, pressing the satin framework into my crotch. I gasped as he found my asshole. 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 venture into place not even my fellow 's touched."

"Right, right,"he said pulling his manpower away."Do n't require 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 White young woman asses. Otherwise, he 'd be here."I smiled at terry."He is a great boyfriend."

I really, really did n't want 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 ones with eye on them. Well, they had a variety of them. There was one with stars, another with a four-leaf hop clover, and one with kissing lips. All in all, I bought four pairs of jeans.

It was all I could afford.

Terry drove me family. 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 extend to it. After all, I let terry cloth fumble my ass. No rationality I could n't let my boyfriend do the Same even if the thought made me blush.

That dark, I felt so antsy, I had to masturbate. I did n't do it every day, but tonight I rubbed my purulent feverishly. I even did something I 'd never done before. I reached my left hand beneath my fanny and slither my digits into my butt-crack.

I found my asshole.

I groaned when I sank my middle digit into my bowels. I felt so wicked. So trifle away. I pumped it in and out of me while I rubbed my virgin flesh. I came so hard, my anal sheath writhing around my digit, my succus flooding my finger's breadth. I shuddered, imagining such blue thing.

matter thicker than my shape penetrating back there.

I panted after I came down from my orgasm, feeling eternal sleep pulling down at me. I rolled over, sniffing at my finger. The scent was n't bad. A false, earthy flavor. I popped it into my mouth and sucked the nip of my ass all off my digit, and fell into sleep.

I had to wear the scanty the next day.

Normally, I would n't do that, but they just felt so amazing. I slipped them on first, that tingle racing through me. My asshole clenched, remembering my finger. Naughty sentiment danced in my head as I pulled on my denim next. I went with a twosome decorated with hearts.

They were just the cute.

I wiggled the jeans up my pegleg, the stretchy cloth clinging to me. They showed off my groovy second joint and cute calfskin as well as a delicious tush. I tugged the stretchable material over my rump, feeling it gripping my butt-cheeks. It was almost as tight as my panties.

If I could wear off something that hugged my ass like my pair of panty and still go to college in them, I 'd don them.

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

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

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

"fountainhead, yeah, your ass looks cracking in it, that 's not the—"

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

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

I beamed.

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

Just like that, my excitation 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 panties. I had to wear something. right ?

For once, I was n't the initiative to Mr. Harrison 's category. I was in such a shock as I wandered down the hallway, struggling to cipher out what to do. What could I possibly outwear ? tights ? Those were n't pixilated enough. They might hug my butt, but they were thick and fond. Yoga pants ?

Those were pretty clingy.

Was there anything honorable ?

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

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

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

"Pretty soundly is n't expert 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 goddamned fine ass. perfective tense. You really take to show it off better."

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

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

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

Terry 's manus slid around my waist to snaffle my ass. He pulled me close to him. Both his hands were now on my tail. He squeezed and kneaded my ass, his finger's breadth sliding up and down the seam that followed my butt-crack. If the dungaree was n't so thick, he could get his finger in there like he had with my scanty the day before. He could tease my asshole. I felt something hard poking me in the stomach. 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 skanky tingle rippling out of my ass."I ca n't do that. Even if I do have a cute 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 tooshie a final clinch."Just inspecting her fine buns. nada wrong with that."

I turned around and smiled at my boyfriend."Right, nothing wrong with that. Look, Nathan, you can grab my ass. Just put your paw 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 hombre do it.

"Are you kidding green-eyed ?"I asked, shaking my psyche. I pulled away from Terry and that intemperately extrusion in his blue jean. I went to Nathan, taking his workforce. I gave him such a happy smile."I 'm your girl. Okay ?"

Terry 's hand found his way to my ass again. He squeezed me as I smiled at my beau. A wicked shudder ran through me, an electrifying prickling that gap from my pantie. My kitty-cat 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 buss on his lips."You 're my boyfriend. OK ? Terry 's just a friend."

"That 's all I am, okay ?"Dame Alice Ellen Terry asked."We cool, man ?"He squeezed my fag."Be happy that your girlfriend 's got such a fine ass."terry cloth 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 socio-economic class are finished, and then you 'll see just how amazing my ass really is."

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

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

We headed in the classroom while my imaging was on flack with the possibleness of jeggings.

They were all I could reckon about. I googled them between break of serve, staring at pictures of these slim down, besotted, stretchy cloth hugging girl 's asses. They were n't wearing pantie, so the stuff slipped into their butt-cracks. It was like they were naked, but they were n't. Because they look like they were jeans, masses would n't agnise 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 same place I bought my jeans. I quivered with excitement.

After division were over, Terry, of line, was more than happy to push back me to the mall.

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

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

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

terry cloth did have his deal on my ass. He squeezed and fondled it every hazard he could.

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

"No."

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

I giggled.

"I 'd let you hail,"Terry continued,"but my backseat 's full moon of dust. No way for you."

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

Then I was stepping into Terry 's car. There were couple of shirts in the back, counterpane out over the total rear. I guess they could n't be moved so Nathan could sit back there. Terry slipped into the driver butt and we were off.

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

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

"Damn, young lady, 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 nylons. They 're stretchy. They 'll fit."

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

I smiled and nodded."Fine, snap that brace of jeans so I can dissemble to have something to try on."

He did.

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

His hand grabbed my ass.

I shuddered as he kneaded my ass through my panties. There was almost nothing between us. I closed my eyes, whimpering as I bit my lower lip. My nipples were so hard. My pussy was so wet. If Nathan was here, I did n't have it off what I would do. I wiggled my pelvis, loving the hot touch of terrycloth 's hard finger kneading my rump.

He groaned, his fingers sliding up and up the scanty until he found the waistcloth. I gasped as they dipped inside. I felt him sliding into my underwear. His helping hand was touching my naked form. He caressed my seat directly. His eye fingerbreadth slid into my butt-crack. I whimpered, my heart thundering so fast as he went lower and lower.

He found my sphincter.

I groaned, shuddering at how tender my asshole felt. I whimpered as pleasance I normally only felt when I masturbated my pussy was flowing through me as he circled my cockle muddle. His finger caressed my anatomical sphincter, causing me to quiver. I leaned over, grabbing a support bar. I gripped it, my side 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 minuscule asshole."

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

"No one knows a white miss 's ass better than me."

That was so confessedly. I whimpered, my pussycat melting with my juice. His finger's breadth pressed against my sphincter. My oculus widened as he entered me. I felt his fingers sliding into my arsehole. My Virgin cunt clenched as his digit sank profoundly and deeper.

"Oh, god, yes,"I moaned, gripping the bar, my aspect twisting in the contemplation."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 finger plunged in and out of my shit. He reached deeper, wiggling around inside of me. The velvety stimulation was unbelievable. My virgin 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 SOB could experience so amazing. When I fingered it live night, it felt dandy, but this ... Terry knew just where to touch me. How to work his fingerbreadth in and out of my bowel. I whimpered through my gritstone tooth, feeling this imperativeness building and construction inside of me.

My orgasm approached.

I shuddered as his finger poke trench and fast into me. My velvety asshole gripped him, clenching about him increasing the detrition. The stimulation. It was unbelievable. Pleasure rippled through me. I squeezed my eyes shut, little light source dancing across my coloured vision. This tide swelled and swelled in me.

He pressed a second finger against my asshole.

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

My anal gang stretched and stretched. I groaned, wanting to fight his encroachment, but it felt too full to resist. This heat that stabbed into my nethers. The second digit sank into me, extending into me to penetrate almost as oceanic abyss as his midway fingerbreadth did. I groaned as he pumped them both in and out of me.

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

"Thank you !"I moaned as his fingerbreadth pumped in and out of me dissolute and faster. My orgasm 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 awesome. His fingers felt so mightily inside my bowels.

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

"Yes !"I squealed. I came.

My motherfucker writhed around his finger. My vestal snatch convulsed. I could find the juices soaking my George H.W. Bush and the gusset of my step-in. I whimpered, my lowly breasts jiggling in my bra as I trembled. My pigtails danced around my head. They whipped around my shoulder joint as I swung my head from side of meat to side. adept exploded across my vision as the undulation of rapture slammed into my mind.

I drowned in cristal. My asshole felt dumbfound. I had no approximation a Quaker could apply me such please just from fingering my bowels. I whimpered, drinking it in. So glad that my cute tush could give me such rapture.

"shit, you do ingest an amazing ass,"he growled."It 's got ta be the most perfect ass in the world. Fo'sure, girl."

"Thank you !"I howled as my sexual 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 gibbousness of his peter rubbing against my posterior."I ca n't wait for tomorrow. You 'll look amazing in those jeggings."

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

I paid for my jeggings and almost floated out the center, carried on the winds of rapture that my anal orgasm gave me. Dame Ellen Terry was such a good Friend to make me feel so skilful. I gave him a kiss on the boldness in thanks.

I climbed into his car and immediately texted Nathan. I have the jeggings ! I hope you 're studying for your mathematics test ! 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 own to worry. Terry 's a sound friend. He made me feel so commodity about my jeggings. give me such a rush. Buying them was awing. I wish I could add up over and see you because I would probably do something naughty. But you have to consider, and I have my own homework I need to get done. Tomorrow, you 'll get to see my ass in my jeggings.

So will Terry.

Why would n't he ? 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 hind end. I smiled at him and then headed inside.

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

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

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

I cracked overt the pliant egg holding the stonewash dyad of jeggings. I did n't have the scanty on, they would be visible through it and it would get the better of the whole point of wearing these. Jeggings would be even rigorous than my panties. They would work to my rump and even slide into butt-crack and establish off the to the full shape of my corking ass.

Putting jeggings on was like rolling on silk stocking. I went slow, working them up both leg to establish sure there were n't any runs. The only difference between stockings and jeggings were the latter had no feet. The jeggings ended at my ankles.

I shuddered as they clung to my thigh like skinny jeans, but were even nasty. I pulled them higher and higher. I groaned as I rolled them up over my rump. Just like I had hoped, I could experience the stretchy fabric sliding into my butt-crack. It pressed against my asshole, letting me know that the full definition of my stern could be seen.

They were so slight I felt like I was naked.

What I did n't depend on was how obvious my bush was in the front. 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 world-class family, but it would be worth it. The jeggings felt so naughty against my bare virginal sassing. They molded to my twat, too. I had a cameltoe on display.

It was a little terms to pay to evidence off my perfect ass.

I rushed down the step, the jeggings cupping my ass and vulva. Without any pubic tomentum, I could experience the stretchy stuff caressing my puss rim. My clit. I groaned, this heat racing through me. The material was in my butt-crack and teasing my asshole. I whimpered, my entire trunk on fire.

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

I 'd be late for Mr. Sir Rex Harrison 's course of instruction if I did n't leave.

I bolted out of the business firm, my feet stretching out before me. The jeggings hugged me like a second skin. I was practically naked as I hit the pavement and made the decently towards my college. It was n't far. I lived close. But, still, I had to travel rapidly to keep off being late.

My phone buzzed, clutched tightly in my hand. I did n't receive any air hole on my jeggings, and I 'd left my handbag behind. I did snag my backpack, so I was n't completely unprepared for college. And, of course, I would never bequeath my business firm without my sound. I swiped the screen as I ran, seeing a message from Nathan.

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

I could n't reply that right now. I was running. Best I could do was hit three varsity letter.

OMW

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

It was all so much blissfulness.

I was on fire. I could experience my succus soaking my jeggings. They absorbed my cream like a poriferan, spreading the wetness across my genital organ, down my thighs, and around to the derriere incline of my butt-cheek. My pigtails bounced around my shoulders.

I darted across the route to get to my college. A car horn honked, brake system screeching. I just kept running. I made it to the former side and raced into the school grounds. I could see Nathan waiting out presence.

I waved to him, my bosom bouncing in my bra and my easy blouse. My top was the precise opponent of the jeggings I was wearing. I wanted to show off my ass, not my mamilla. I was still a wholesome girl. I was a virgin. I did n't know when I would be ready to kick in it up. It had to be to the compensate guy.

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

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

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

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

"You had to ... shave ? For terry cloth ?"

"God, halt being such a covetous idiot. Because my President George W. Bush would totally be on display. Look."I straightened and pointed at my crotch.

His jaw dropped."Holy roll in the hay poop, Zelda, I can see your slit lips. It 's like your practically naked."

"I know,"I said, turning around."See ? Look at my bum. You can see every bit of my cute stern. Is n't it just perfect ?"

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

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

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

Mr. Harrison 's social class was n't too far into the edifice. I reached it in time, bursting in before the warning bell rang. Everyone turned to expect at me. All the guys groaned when they saw what I was wearing. Mr. Harrison 's dropped the volume he was holding. The sure-enough 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 behind. He held on tight, stopping me from reaching my seat."darn, I knew your ass would front amazing in these. Fo'sure, you got the substantially ass on campus."

"I know,"I groaned, savoring his finger's breadth sliding up and down my buttocks."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 flame. I quivered, loving the tone of both of Terry 's hands now roaming my ass. He parted my butt-cheeks. I could experience 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 feeling of your SOB through the jeggings."

I gasped as he touched my backdoor. His finger rubbed against my sphincter. I groaned, quivering. My teat throbbed against my bra. I licked my lips, setting my phone down on my desk. Terry was sitting right behind me. I was for certain that was a coincidence.

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

"Zelda !"my boyfriend groaned.

"It 's fine,"I told him."It 's just my son of a bitch. It 's not a sexual organ."

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

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

"Oh, god, keep 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. continue stroking me, terrycloth. Get me closer and closer to—"

I heard a tear.

"shucks, that 's touchy,"I said as I felt the cloth of my jeggings splitting up my butt-crack. The two half separated, exposing my asscheeks. Even my shaved pussy felt on display. I gasped as now Terry 's fingerbreadth rubbed directly at my asshole.

"Damn, did n't think for that to come about, but, damn,"he said.

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

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

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

"It 's okay, Nathan, dearest. He 's just licking my asshole."I shuddered as Dame Ellen Terry 's tongue slid around my anatomical sphincter."He 's not touching my kitty at all."

"Just giving her ass an oral review,"Terry said and then swirled his lingua around my prick again.

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

"Damn,"moaned Shawn from his seat nearby.

All the guy were staring. They watched as terry feasted on my asshole. His tongue swirled around it. Then he pressed against it. I groaned as he penetrated my bowels. I whimpered as that tongue pressed into my anal case. I glanced at Nathan, his boldness red. I gave him a smile, letting him get laid this was devoid.

It was just my asshole, after all.

Oh, it felt amazing.

Dame Ellen Terry 's strong fingers kneaded my backside as his tongue pumped in and out of my asshole. The delight melted down to my pussy, my orgasm building and construction. I wiggled my rose hip from side to side. I whimpered. That wonderful joy swelled in me. It was so gamy. Everyone was witnessing it.

I came.

My asshole quivered and convulsed around terry 's probing glossa. I gasped at the rush of pleasure surging through my pussy. It flowed through me, a delicious tidal moving ridge of rapture that filled every nerve in my dead body. It spilled up to my mind. My chest jiggled in my bra, my pigtails dancing about my header. It felt so amazing.

"Oh, yes, Terry !"I moaned."Yes, yes, visit my arse ! Ooh, that feels amazing !"

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

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

juice soaked my torn jeggings. They gushed out of my shaved pussycat and spilled down to my tattered stockings. I shuddered, my tangy aroma 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 reach deeper."

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

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

I heard the pop of his denim 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 bozo,"said Terry as something thick and hard and recollective smacked on my tail end. I could finger it twitching on me.

Was that his peter ?

I threw a look over my berm, just twisting my body plenty to see my peachy buns and his thick, jet black cock draped over it. His darkness shaft contrasted so a good deal against my pale skin. He was huge, twice as long as his fingers, 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 prick ! Is n't that awesome ?"

"Zelda !"my swain groaned, his part strangled.

"Damn, your missy is a jade,"said Shawn.

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

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

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

I nodded my head."He is an expert on White girl rear. 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 arse. It was cold and slick. I gasped, realizing it was lubricate. I heard a wet, slick phone and glanced behind me again. Terry was rubbing the same gel into his stopcock, making his coal black shaft gleam.

He was such a thoroughly friend.

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

I reached out and grabbed his bridge player, squeezing it."I 'm so glad you 're here to witness this. Oh, Nathan, I love you so much and—"I gasped as I felt Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's big peter pressing on my lubricate 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 pressed his cock against my arsehole. I felt my sphincter stretch and stretch. It was such an unbelievable delectation. I groaned, my middle fluttering. It was amazing. My heart pounded in my chest. There was this luscious rush. It surged through me. My eyes fluttered, my bowels clenching down on the thick shaft penetrating me. I whimpered, wiggling my hips from side to side, pleasure rippling through me.

I crushed Nathan 's hand in my tight adhesive friction. Terry 's gumshoe 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 dicks to bask. I whimpered, so glad this big, Black beast could be in me. My virgin puss 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 dick !

"Fo'sure,"Terry groaned. Then I felt the wiry osculation of his pubic hair 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 gut 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 irradiation stimulated my anal sheath. The pleasure melted down to my pussy. It fed another growing sexual climax. I gasped as he rammed back into me. Harder. Faster. His orchis slapped against my virgin cunt. I gasped at the thrill of pleasure rippling along my purulent lips. Then he drew back again.

He pounded me.

I gripped my desk with my left hand and my boyfriend 's hand with the former. I stared up at him, seeing the shocked feeling on his side. I did n't understand why he did n't reckon this was amazing. This was the near matter ever. Terry 's dick plunged into me hard and fast. He stimulated me. I could feel my orgasm building faster and faster. This mighty blowup that would consume me.

"Oh, Nathan, his cock feels so unspoiled in me,"I moaned."Oh, honey, watch him bump in my ass. It 's getting me quick for you and for Shawn and for William Mitchell and for all the early guys."

"Even me ?"Mr. Harrison asked.

"Of course !"I gasped, clutching my bowels down on Dame Alice Ellen Terry 's wooden-headed dick.

"Zelda,"groaned Nathan.

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

Nathan let out a strangled groan.

terry cloth grunted, his hands gripping my coxa. He slammed hard in me. His blushing crotch smacked my rump. His Ball cracked into my taint and pussy sassing. I loved that big, thick cock plunging heavily 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 boyfriend down. He had to translate how amazing this was for me. So I kissed him. I thrust my tongue into my boyfriend 's rima oris as Terry slammed his dick to the hilt in my asshole.

I came.

I groaned into my beau 's backtalk as my cocksucker writhed around terry 's shaft. The pleasure was intense. Amazing. A tsunami of rapture sloshed through my body. It slammed into my idea, drowning my thoughts in ecstasy. champion fit before my eyes. I kissed Nathan so hard, thrusting my tongue into his mouth.

He had to see. He had to recognize that this was so amaze for me. I was such a lucky girl to stimulate Terry 's big cock in my asshole. My gut clenched and spasmed and writhed about his dick. He plowed in firmly. fasting. He sent more and more waving of rapture sweeping out of my pussy. My Virgin pussy clenched, my juices gushing out of me.

"Her asshole 's going unwarranted,"groaned Terry."This is the salutary ass fo'sure. You guy 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 swain nibbled on my crushed lip as the pleasure rushed through me. Orgasm after coming burst through me. My asshole reveled in that big, buddy-buddy, black dick rammed into me. I whimpered, so happy my White River ass was able to subscribe to every inch of Terry. I quivered, my toes curling.

I knew that terrycloth would always be my front-runner dick to have fucking my ass. I had a feeling not even Nathan 's would ever compare. I probably should n't recount my boyfriend that though.

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

"God fucking damn, you have the Charles Herbert Best ass, Zelda !"Dame Alice Ellen Terry growled."drainpipe my nut !"

I groaned harder into Nathan 's brim as I did just that. When Terry was empty, he ripped out of me. I felt someone else grabbed my hips. A new cock thrust into me. It was n't as big but still felt decent. Right. My dickhead was designed to please dicks. My cute seat needed cocks in me. I groaned, savoring the hard strokes.

Who fucked me ?

"Go, Mr. Harrison !"cheered Shawn."piece of ass the loose woman 's ass."

I groaned my correspondence into Nathan 's lips.

Mr. President William Henry Harrison fucked my cum-filled prick hard. He pounded me, thrusting deep into my bowels. It was such a wonderful experience. I could hear my prof grunting. Groaning. My asshole was making him feel amazing. My cute stern was giving him such pleasure. I broke the kiss with Nathan, staring into his optic. I stroked his human face, my titty jiggling in my bra. He had to realize. He had to know that I had to fuck every peter I could with my asshole.

"See !"I moaned to him."It 's not really sex, he 's just shag my gut. You can do it. You can bang my asshole, too. You can feel what the groovy ass in the integral world flavour like wrapped around your peter. Terry broke me in. You should thank him."

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

"No problem,"Dame Alice Ellen 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 orgasm rippled through my consistency. That wonderful delectation swept through me. It was n't as vivid as with Terry, but it was still a dainty to enjoy. Mr. Harrison groaned, spilling his seed in me. He deserved it for being such an awesome prof.

Shawn got my ass next. He beat Nathan to me. I groaned as Shawn slammed his cock into my jizz-filled bowel. I whimpered in delight, deflection over my desk, just savoring his putz in me. I hugged my desk as Ted Shawn fucked my ass. Cum leaked out of my sphincter, bubbling out around his shaft and dribbling down to my shaved pussy. The spunk coated my virgin form. I whimpered, not needing to meet my twat.

I would cum just from being fucked in the ass.

My asshole milked Ted Shawn 's cock when he erupted, another toothsome climax rushing through me. This time, Nathan was next. My boyfriend pounded my bowels. The twenty-five percent cock to enter my whoreson. I squeezed down on him, wiggling my rosehip, wanting to apply 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 early, the male child of my story class used me. They fucked me. They enjoyed my cute tush to the wide. 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 paries and just bang their dicks into my asshole. They would eff me right there in the corridor, our classmates groaning, wishing they were the favourable one to grab me.

During classes, my manlike professors got to use me first. They would do it me intemperate, thrusting into me. Then the other bookman would get their go. I especially loved it when the Negro guys went. None of them were quite as big as Terry, but it was always such a thrill to feel an ebony dick sliding into my White ass.

steward used me. Fathers of pupil just visiting got the prospect to slide their dick in me. When I was outside of my college, random men would fuck me strong. It was amazing. I could n't go a arcminute without having a dick in my asshole. It was so awesome. terry and Nathan got to use me more than the others. terry for breaking me in, and Nathan for being my boyfriend.

Of course, Nathan often had to sit there and sentry. Sometimes, I would give him a handjob as a big peter filled my asshole, feeling bad for my boyfriend. I was n't quite gear up to go all the way. Maybe I 'd expect for spousal relationship. That could be year away.

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

I was gladiolus I had such a supportive fellow who understood how precious my virginity was. I loved him so much. I especially like going over to dinner at his theater. His daddy 's dick was handsome. It was such a joy to get fucked up the ass over the dinner tabular array while his mother and sister talked to Nathan about his day. I would cum so hard.

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

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The figure smiled. This pair of panty was a groundless success. Keeping her virginity intact while turning her into a whore had been such a charge. Now the figure had a new theme. Another way to twist around a fille 's mind in racy focal point. To channel her lustfulness in unlike ways.

The figure stroked its newest pair of scanty, a bubbly pink delight decorated with little affectionateness. They were childish, intended for a younger girl than its object 's age of XVIII. Cute and bubbly and innocent. On the back was written two words : lovely Kitten.

The soma stroked the Magenta letters, a bit of glitter dazzling in the characters.

It was fourth dimension. The rush built and built. The figure was so ready.

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