Mind-Control panty

write up Ten : Cutie 's Hot Ass

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note : Thanks to Alex for genus Beta reading this !

The image was running off the high of its stopping point mind-control outing. It still enjoyed the bombination from the death girl who wore one of its panties. She 'd been transformed. So had been all those around the female child. The force had rippled out, touching the sprightliness of everyone who came near her. That was n't rare with one of its pairs of panties, but this effect was delicious. It had enjoyed watching the transformation.

But now it was interest in a new transformation.

The figure moved through the near-empty mansion house of the college with these. The public figure was nondescript. routine. It clearly did n't go in this station of education, but no one gave it a second glance. The mist made it unremarkable. Though unseen, the transparent magic was there.

The same conjuring trick that wreathed the panties it made.

The build smiled as it entered Mr. Harrison 's classroom. Its optic glanced around the elbow room, imbibing in the good deal. words of hospital attendant desks. placard hung on the wall talking about the prof 's subject : history. One held a flowchart showing the development of the Roman country, another had heater pointedness of the major case a World War I. The anatomy stopped at one desk. right field up front, center of the row. The chassis shuddered, knowing Zelda would sit her. She was the consummate girl for this distich of panties. The satin, tan panties were made for her. The figure carefully draped the step-in across the desk, stroking the silver grey letters across the seat.

Cute Tush.

The number smiled, eagre for its raw existence to be donned. eagre for the rush of mind-controlling another mortal girl who put them on.

The figure swept down the dustup of desks, navigating between them on the way to the room access. Just as it was about to extend to the doorway, it opened. As usual, Zelda Carter had arrived early for her first class. She was the character of daughter who liked to be on time. Proper. She wore a pink, cashmere sweater, retentive arm and senior high neck opening, and a wench that fell past her human knee, pink legging peeking out.

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

In her idea, the figure was nothing more than a janitor. A steward that had every rightfield to be in the schoolroom. She stepped aside, the figure sweeping out, soon to cause vanished entirely from the mortal public.

Not that Zelda knew. Or cared.

She was eager to learn from her favorite professor. History was a delightful bailiwick to her. She loved uncovering the past tense. Learning about all the idiosyncrasy that others had made. It was why, though she was twenty, she still had her virginity. She 'd read the accounting about the girls who 'd given up their cherry tree Whitney Young, surrendering to the bestial lust of their boyfriends or to their own carnal desires.

Those young lady were invariably unsatisfied.

She wanted her first time to be stark. With a boy that she knew she loved. She had a young man, but she was n't surely Nathan was the one. She hoped he was. She knew that if he was patient with her, waited for her to be ready, he would be.

These ideas all skittered through her mind as she approached her desk, sentiment dancing to and fro as she thought about other thing. She made for certain she had all her homework done, cataloging all the naming 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 tingle running through her."Where did you come from ?"

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

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

The doorway to the classroom creaked open.

Gasping, panicking at being caught holding a duo of panty, she shoved them into her skirt air hole, balling them deep. She whirled around to see Mr. Harrison enter. He was a tall, dark-coated man with brown eyes and a goatee.

"commodity first light, Zelda,"he said, giving her a smile."You make me wait bad. I should get here before you."

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

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

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Zelda Carter

I had no idea why I was putting on these panties. I shuddered as I stepped into the satin, silky underclothing. A frisson raced up my stage as I dragged them up my calves. These were the panty I found yesterday when I arrived at my story course of study. I did n't know why anyone would allow them behind. What girl would do that ? I should n't birth put them in my pocket.

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

I was just so rum to see what they would finger like. I always bought plain stitch, boring panties. I never wore the riskier stuff, always telling myself that I was n't fix to miss my virginity When I was, then I would buy a pair of lacy underwear. Maybe even a thong.

Until I was ready to read what I was wearing underneath my wench to my boyfriend, what was the breaker point of wearing anything else ?

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

Did I have a cute bottom ?

I blushed at that mentation, my head trembling. My black pigtails danced around my face. My little titty jiggled. I snagged my field, white bra and pulled it on as I struggled to get used to this new duet of panties.

They made my skin tactile property so energise. Especially across my hindquarters. Everywhere they touched me felt awake. Electrified. I licked my lips, wondering if I should take them off. I felt so naughty. My pink mammilla were firmly, 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 sort of nice, even if they made me palpate like I was a piddling bit of a pervy girl. My cheeks were burning as I put on the rest of my dress. I pulled on a purple sweater, loving the fuzzy feel of it on my skin. It did n't make me experience naughty.

Not like these panties.

Then I grabbed a blackamoor skirt. I stepped into it, pulling it up my legs. It was a long one, I did n't need to tire tights today with this pair. I like wearing skirts. They were so elegant. It made me sense so womanly. I knew lots of missy like wearing jeans or pant because they were comfortable, but boys wore those, too.

I wanted to be feminine.

I zipped up my doll and then frowned at my reflectivity in the mirror. I turned, staring at my slope visibility. Did this skirt make my hind end look Nice ? Did I have a cute fundament ? It was punishing to say. The twilight of the skirt did n't quite cup my rear like the scanty did. I bit my lip, worrying about my rear 's appearance.

Why ?

It was n't like me to be concerned about what I looked like. I mean, I put on composition, I combed my haircloth and wore clean apparel, but I was n't worried about how my figure looked to others. But ... I bit my lower lip, thinking my rump did n't face cute at all in the skirt. It bothered me for some reason.

Why ?

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

That thought really bugged me. It had to be just my imagination. My dame did n't name my rump look unflattering. rightfulness ? I needed an opinion.

I smiled when I saw my boyfriend, Nathan. He was waiting for me out front of the edifice, leaning against the brick wall. He was a tall guy with blond hairsbreadth and racy 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 full 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 waist. He gave me a quick osculation on the lips. I could feel his hands on my lower back. Why did n't they slue lower berth and cup my hind end ? Did n't he consider I had a cute ass ? It made me squirm.

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

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

I broke away from him and turned around, twisting my body to stare at back at him over my shoulder. My black pigtails swept off my berm as I did."Does this skirt make my ass look in effect ?"

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

denim ...

The thought of wearing those wormed through my mind.

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

"But not cute enough,"I muttered.

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

It was a gracious thought, but I really, really require the great unwashed to recognise I had a cute can. The satiny panties I wore tingled around my ass, gripping my butt. For a moment, I wanted to just lift up my annulus and ask what he thought of my ass cupped in that naughty satin. My look burned at the thought even as my kitty-cat grew so hot.

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

I wanted that to be decent, but ...

I was the first person to accede Mr. Harrison 's division. I liked getting there early, eagre to learn. My boyfriend shared my history division, but he always refused to go in early with me. He always broke off to go hang out with his Friend for a couple of mo before course started. Yesterday 's example on the pin of Stambul was amazing. Today we were going to talk about how grand Turk Mehmed II set up the bum of his empire in the new city, changing Constantinople to Istanbul.

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

I squirmed all through class, feeling the satin clutches of the panties hugging my tush. 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, total darkness guy who sat in the back. He had his hair's-breadth buzzed light and a soul spot on his Chin. I walked up to him, ignoring the curious look from Nathan.

"Terry ?"I asked, turning my torso to show off my side visibility."Does this chick make my ass face precious ?"

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

Terry paused, his oculus flicking me up and down. I noticed his hungriness stirring in those night profundity. His middle brimmed with this passion that sent a revolting prickling through me. My butt-cheeks clenched as my panties seemed to almost electrify my fundament. I turned more, giving the Black guy a full-on look at my ass. He studied it, a smile growing on his lips.

"Well, it looks fine,"he said."It 's really hard to say Sir Thomas More, though. Your skirt does n't really punctuate your rump."

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

"Oh, definitely,"he said."There 's cipher like a Theodore Harold White girl with a nice ass."He reached out and squelch it, bringing a gasp from Nathan 's lips."Yeah, you got potentiality. I have to see it in something better to get laid fo'sure."

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

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

"Yeah. He was just inspecting it."I said."He had to have a go at it if I had any potential. Are you green-eyed ?"I grinned and took his arm. I rubbed my cheek against his articulatio humeri."That 's cute. You know you have aught to vex about. When I 'm ready, you 're going to be my first."

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

"well, I guess,"he said.

I asked former bozo about their judgement throughout the day. The consensus was consentient : my skirt just did not show off my tush to its fullest. They kept saying Word of God like"very well"or"okay"or even"meh."I needed to do better than meh ! I knew my butt was precious. Hot. I needed to exhibit it off. I had to buy new jeans.

"I ca n't go to your place and bailiwick with you,"I told Nathan after socio-economic class were over."I have to go shopping. Unless you want to come with me."

"Well,"he said, rubbing at the back of his neck. He did n't seem enthusiastic."I guess I can come up. But, I mean, you do n't let to change your flavour. 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 care to come with me and give his advice."

Nathan blinked."What ?"

"I 'll see you later, Nathan,"I said, planting a kiss on his cheek."Terry seems to be a much better judge on a Edward White fille '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 enough I want to see you try on some jeans."

I beamed at him.

He drove me to the mall, grinning the integral fourth dimension. I kept squirming in the rider seat, my ass tingling from the silky panties that gripped it. I was so wind up about this. I knew my rump would count telling in my new jeans.

Terry would help me pick out the C. H. Best pair to show off my cute buttocks to its fullest.

I strolled into the mall with terry, my heart beating with inflammation. We did n't go to my usual stopping place, the department computer memory, but to one of the trendy stores. I smiled when I saw the jeans on presentation on the model in the display window. They were so pissed. They had little warmness drawn in pink spangle on the rear pockets.

I tingled, just knowing these would be perfect.

Of trend, I grabbed the twosome with the hearts, plus a few More twosome of tightly fitting jean. I buzzed with excitement as I headed into the changing room. In there, I stripped out of my boring annulus, pausing for a moment to admire how my tush looked in the bronze panty. The silver letters were backward in the mirror, but I knew what they spelled.

I had what they said.

I grabbed the pair of blue jean with the meat on the back pockets, trembling in excitement. I stepped my wooden leg into the pair, shuddering as I drew the drawers up. I, of line, owned some jeans, mainly for doing outside stuff. None were like these. My new jeans were stretchy. Not like any denim I 'd hold out. I shuddered as I pulled them higher and gamey up my legs, feeling the material molding to my skin. I wiggled my rosehip 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 much better than the ho-hum skirt draping over my rear. I smiled and threw open the threshold to the changing elbow room. Dame Alice Ellen Terry grinned as I stepped out, his eyes flicking up and down.

"semen on girl, show me that booty. Let me see how unspoilt it looks."

I turned around, wiggling my hips.

"Damn, girl, terminate shaking. Let me booze in the visual sense of you."

"Sorry, I 'm just so excited,"I said. I pulled out my phone and started texting Nathan. Just trying on the new denim. Waiting to recover out what terry has to say about them.

I hit send.

I gasped as Terry 's great hands cupped both my butt-cheeks. He squeezed and kneaded my rump, his digit digging into the blue jean. I shuddered, the heat building in my kitty. A naughty shudder rippled across my hind end 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 right field now. I 'm waiting for his approval.

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

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

"darn, why did n't you possess your beau do this ?"Terry said.

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

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

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

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

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

"Fo'sure,"Terry said. He gave my ass one concluding squeeze. Then he pulled his work force away. I missed his inspection already."You just go try on those other jeans. Just to see how they fit."

I tried on the other two duet of jeans. Terry gave a exhaustive test of each. I groaned, my pussy touch so juicy. I bit my lip and whimpered as his fingers kneaded my rump. He pushed the jean a little bit into my butt-crack, trying to strive in there, but just not being able-bodied to. warmth flowed through me. My nipples ached.

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

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

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

"Of course,"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 jeans. I turned away from him as I pushed the jeans down my pelvic girdle. When I bent over to get them past my knee, thrust my ass out at him. He groaned as he saw my panties.

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

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

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

"You better blockade going humble,"I whimpered."You 're almost about to venture into places not even my swain 's touched."

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

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

I really, really did n't desire to put back on the skirt, but I had to walk out of here wearing something. I ended up buying a couple of brace of the ace with hearts on them. Well, they had a variety of them. There was one with wiz, another with a four-leaf shamrock, and one with kissing sassing. All in all, I bought four twain of jeans.

It was all I could afford.

Terry drove me place. 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 get ass I had. He could even touch it. After all, I let Terry grope my ass. No reason I could n't let my boyfriend do the like even if the thought made me blush.

That night, I felt so itchy, I had to masturbate. I did n't do it every day, but tonight I rubbed my cunt feverishly. I even did something I 'd never done before. I reached my left hand beneath my bottom and slid my digit into my butt-crack.

I found my asshole.

I groaned when I sank my eye finger into my gut. I felt so wicked. So wanton. I pumped it in and out of me while I rubbed my virgin flesh. I came so heavily, my anal sheath writhing around my digit, my juices flooding my finger's breadth. I shuddered, imagining such gamey affair.

matter thicker than my figure penetrating back there.

I panted after I came down from my orgasm, feeling sleep pulling down at me. I rolled over, sniffing at my finger. The odor was n't bad. A dour, gross relish. 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 pantie the next day.

Normally, I would n't do that, but they just felt so amazing. I slipped them on offset, that tingling racing through me. My bastard clenched, remembering my finger's breadth. Naughty thoughts danced in my head as I pulled on my dungaree next. I went with a brace decorated with nub.

They were just the trimmed.

I wiggled the jeans up my stage, the stretchy material clinging to me. They showed off my dandy thighs and precious sura as well as a scrumptious tush. I tugged the stretchable material over my prat, feeling it gripping my butt-cheeks. It was almost as fast 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 wear upon them.

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

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

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

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

I squealed again."I 'm so glad you like my ass in this."I threw my weaponry 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."Damn, nice ass."

I beamed.

"Shame you 're in those jeans. Be Nice 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. Jeans were n't enough to show off my ass. What could I do about that ? I could n't just go around in panties. I had to wear something. right field ?

For once, I was n't the first to Mr. Harrison 's class. I was in such a daze as I wandered down the hallway, struggling to figure out what to do. What could I possibly wear ? tights ? Those were n't tight enough. They might hug my butt, but they were heavyset and warm. Yoga pant ?

Those were pretty clingy.

Was there anything better ?

There were rayon stocking, but that was like wearing step-in. I need something I can actually wear in public. That would show off my nates 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 off ?

"You look like you 're in a haze,"a grumble articulation said.

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

"Pretty in force 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 OK ass. perfect. You really need to shew 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. hoi polloi sometimes can get away with wearing them in world. They 'll fit your ass like nylons, but, you know, they look like denim."

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

Terry 's paw slid around my waist to grab my ass. He pulled me close to him. Both his hands were now on my hind end. He squeezed and kneaded my ass, his fingerbreadth sliding up and down the line that followed my butt-crack. If the denim was n't so thick, he could get his finger in there like he had with my scanty the day before. He could tease my asshole. I felt something strong poking me in the belly. I stared up at him as a wave of heat washed out of my pussy.

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

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

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

"Still, damn pity that you—"

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

"It 's all cool, man,"Terry said, giving my rump a concluding squeeze."Just inspecting her very well tooshie. Nothing wrong with that."

I turned around and smiled at my beau."right field, goose egg wrong with that. Look, Nathan, you can grab my ass. Just put your hands over my rump and clinch. You can see how Nice it is."

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

"Are you kidding jealous ?"I asked, shaking my head. I pulled away from Terry and that hard bulge in his jeans. I went to Nathan, taking his hands. I gave him such a glad grin."I 'm your lady friend. okeh ?"

Terry 's paw found his way to my ass again. He squeezed me as I smiled at my beau. A repellant shudder ran through me, an electrifying tingle that bedspread from my panties. My pussy clenched. The Black guy knew how to relate my ass. He was a captain at it.

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

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

"That 's all I am, okay ?"terry cloth asked."We cool, man ?"He squeezed my butt."Be happy that your girlfriend 's got such a amercement ass."Terry pulled his 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 short mad.

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

We headed in the classroom while my imagination was on attack with the possibility of jeggings.

They were all I could recollect about. I googled them between gap, staring at pictures of these slender, tight, stretchy cloth hugging girl 's asses. They were n't wearing scanty, 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, multitude would n't realize you were wearing practically rayon stocking. They were so racy. I searched where to buy them and smiled when I saw I could get them at the Lapp place I bought my jeans. I quivered with excitement.

After social class were over, Dame Ellen Terry, of course of study, was more than well-chosen to drive 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 study for your mathematics test,"I told him."You need to keep up your level. Terry will make sure I get to the plaza and back. He 's a really good friend."

"A booster 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. Sir Rex Harrison 's class ? I even kissed you while you did it. Do you see me kissing terry cloth ?"

"No."

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

I giggled.

"I 'd let you come,"Terry continued,"but my backseat 's full of debris. No room for you."

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

Then I was stepping into Terry 's car. There were couple of shirts in the backrest, spread out over the entire hind end. I guess they could n't be moved so Nathan could sit back there. Terry slipped into the driver bottom and we were off.

I was so emotional to buy the jeggings. The here and now we arrived at the plaza, I burst out of the car and left terry cloth behind. I missed his hand rubbing my ass, but I was so excited. I was practically running by the time I was inside the shopping centre. I reached the clothing store, darting in, my eyes scanning.

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

"Damn, girl, you 're just 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 nylons. They 're stretchy. They 'll fit."

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

I smiled and nodded."fine, snap that pair of jeans so I can pretend to have something to try on."

He did.

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

His hand grabbed my ass.

I shuddered as he kneaded my ass through my pantie. There was almost nothing between us. I closed my centre, whimpering as I bit my lower lip. My mammilla were so hard. My kitty was so wet. If Nathan was here, I did n't know what I would do. I wiggled my rosehip, loving the hot soupcon of Terry 's strong finger's breadth kneading my rump.

He groaned, his finger's breadth sliding up and up the step-in until he found the sash. I gasped as they dipped inside. I felt him sliding into my underwear. His hand was touching my au naturel frame. He caressed my rump directly. His centre finger slid into my butt-crack. I whimpered, my affection thundering so fast as he went humiliated and lower.

He found my sphincter.

I groaned, shuddering at how sensitive my mother fucker felt. I whimpered as pleasure I normally only felt when I masturbated my pussy was flowing through me as he circled my pucker hole. His finger caressed my sphincter muscle, causing me to quiver. I leaned over, grabbing a support bar. I gripped it, my face in from the mirror before me.

I was flushed. My pigtails swayed about my human face, my black hairsbreadth caressing my red cheeks.

"Yeah, you got yourself a courteous 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 ovalbumin girl 's ass better than me."

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

"Oh, god, yes,"I moaned, gripping the bar, my aspect twisting in the manifestation."terrycloth !"

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

I nodded, whimpering. His finger plunged in and out of my mother fucker. He reached deeper, wiggling around inside of me. The velvety arousal was incredible. My virgin pussy drank it in, my juices flowing hotter and hotter out of my depths. My little clit throbbed, my nipples aching. It was incredible.

I had no estimation my asshole could feel so amazing. When I fingered it last night, it felt bully, but this ... Terry knew just where to touch me. How to work his finger's breadth in and out of my bowels. I whimpered through my grit teeth, feeling this pressure building and building inside of me.

My orgasm approached.

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

He pressed a second gear fingerbreadth against my asshole.

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

My anal ring stretched and stretched. I groaned, wanting to push his violation, but it felt too good to resist. This heat that stabbed into my nethers. The second gear finger sank into me, extending into me to click almost as deep as his midway finger 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 young lady ass. And you got a beautiful one, Zelda. Fo'sure."

"Thank you !"I moaned as his fingers pumped in and out of me degraded and faster. My orgasm built. Every plunge sent me hurtling towards it. I could n't reject surrendering to this love. I could n't stop myself from enjoying this. My ass felt amazing. His fingers felt so ripe inside my bowels.

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

"Yes !"I squealed. I came.

My arsehole writhed around his finger. My Virgo the Virgin pussy convulsed. I could finger the juices soaking my bush and the gusset of my panties. I whimpered, my pocket-sized breasts jiggling in my bra as I trembled. My pigtails danced around my forefront. They whipped around my shoulders as I swung my head from side to side. Stars exploded across my sight as the wave of rapture slammed into my mind.

I drowned in rapture. My shit felt amazing. I had no estimation a ally could hand me such delight just from fingering my bowels. I whimpered, drinking it in. So sword lily that my cute bum could give way me such rapture.

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

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

"You 're welcome,"he said. He ripped his fingers out of my asshole. For a present moment, he pressed against me. I felt the hard excrescence of his putz rubbing against my nates."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 shopping mall, carried on the winds of rapture that my anal climax gave me. Dame Alice Ellen Terry was such a good friend to make me find so good. I gave him a candy kiss on the brass 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 stimulate to occupy. Terry 's a good friend. He made me sense so skilful about my jeggings. make me such a rush. Buying them was awesome. I wish I could come over and see you because I would probably do something naughty. But you have to 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 ? Terry deserved to see me in the jeggings. He helped me buy them !

Nathan did n't answer.

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

I barely managed to get my homework done before I was fingering my mother fucker. I made myself cum three times before I passed out. When I woke up, my digit was still buried in my bowels. Since I had fifteen proceedings before I had to actually get up, I gave myself another one orgasm.

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

I loved having fingerbreadth in my prick. Maybe Nathan would feel my asshole at school. I wished he 'd stop being such a spliff in the mud. I did n't understand why he was so envious of terry. We were just friends.

I cracked undecided the charge plate egg holding the stonewash pair of jeggings. I did n't have the step-in on, they would be seeable through it and it would defeat the whole point of wearing these. Jeggings would be even tight than my step-in. They would influence to my rump and even slide into butt-crack and read off the wax shape of my smashing ass.

putt jeggings on was like rolling on nylons. I went slow, working them up both leg to relieve oneself sure there were n't any runs. The only difference between stockings and jeggings were the latter had no ft. The jeggings ended at my ankles.

I shuddered as they clung to my thighs like skinny blue jean, but were even tighter. I pulled them higher and higher. I groaned as I rolled them up over my butt. Just like I had hoped, I could feel the stretchy fabric sliding into my butt-crack. It pressed against my asshole, letting me know that the full definition of my rump 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 battlefront. I had to act fast. I had never shaved my cunt, but I quickly got that done. I was going to be late for my first-class honours degree division, but it would be worth it. The jeggings felt so naughty against my bare virgin backtalk. They molded to my twat, too. I had a cameltoe on display.

It was a small Leontyne 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 stretchable cloth caressing my kitty lips. My clit. I groaned, this heat racing through me. The material was in my butt-crack and teasing my asshole. I whimpered, my entire body on fire.

I needed Terry to grope my ass. I needed my mother fucker played with. I wish I had metre to fuck off, but I had to run.

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

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

My telephone set buzzed, clutched tightly in my hired man. I did n't have any sac on my jeggings, and I 'd forget my purse behind. I did snag my rucksack, so I was n't completely unprepared for college. And, of course, I would never leave my house without my phone. I swiped the silver 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 know where you are. He claimed he fingered your asshole ? Did he ?

I could n't answer that right now. I was running. outdo I could do was hit three letters.

OMW

I hit send and kept run, a stitch already forming in my position. I could see my college ahead. I ran faster, my clit pounding. The material caressed me. It rubbed my ass, my butt-cheeks rippling as I ran. My son of a bitch drank in the teasing pleasure of the material.

It was all so much cloud nine.

I was on fire. I could find my juice soaking my jeggings. They absorbed my ointment like a sponge, spreading the wetness across my fork, down my thighs, and around to the penetrate gradient of my butt-cheek. My pigtails bounced around my shoulders.

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

I waved to him, my white meat bouncing in my bra and my loose blouse. My top was the exact opposite of the jeggings I was wearing. I wanted to testify off my ass, not my tits. I was still a wholesome young lady. I was a Virgo. I did n't get it on when I would be fix to give 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."Good Shepherd, you 're almost late."

"Sorry ... I had to ... shave my kitty-cat,"I panted.

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

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

"God, block up being such a green-eyed changeling. Because my Dubya would totally be on display. Look."I straightened and pointed at my crotch.

His jaw dropped."holy piece of ass dirt, Zelda, I can see your pussy lips. It 's like your practically naked."

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

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

"It was just something supporter do,"I said."It was n't like he fingered my pussy our touched my tit. I did n't even kiss 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 edifice, leaving Nathan spluttering behind me. I heard his step following after a moment.

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

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

"I know,"I groaned, savoring his digit sliding up and down my rump."You approve, terrycloth ?"

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

"Yes, he 's inspecting my cute tush."A hot tingle ran through my pussycat. I was so on fervency. I quivered, loving the look of both of Terry 's hands now roaming my ass. He parted my butt-cheeks. I could feel him staring into my go. He let out a moan of delectation.

"Goddamn, Zelda, these mold to every inch of you. I can see the impression of your asshole through the jeggings."

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

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

"Zelda !"my boyfriend 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 stretchy stuff of the jeggings harder into my bunghole. I groaned, my sphincter 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 tush. All the son were staring at me. Panting. They all knew I had a thoroughgoing ass. My back arched, another throaty groan of joy 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. prevent stroking me, terry. Get me nigher and closer to—"

I heard a tear.

"Damn, that 's delicate,"I said as I felt the stuff of my jeggings splitting up my butt-crack. The two half separated, exposing my asscheeks. Even my shaved pussy felt on exhibit. I gasped as now Terry 's finger rubbed directly at my asshole.

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

His finger left my son of a bitch, leaving me quivering. I needed him to keep touching me. He grabbed both halves of my jeggings and tore them promote apart. He revealed all of my croup. The jeggings split all the way up to the waistband. I groaned, bent over, everything on display.

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

"What the roll in the hay !"Nathan groaned as I whimpered.

"It 's okeh, Nathan, beloved. He 's just licking my asshole."I shuddered as Dame Ellen Terry 's natural language slid around my sphincter."He 's not touching my pussy at all."

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

"Yes !"I moaned."He 's an expert on Edward White female child asses."

"hoot,"moaned Shawn from his seat nearby.

All the guys were staring. They watched as Dame Ellen 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 retentive sheath. I glanced at Nathan, his face red. I gave him a smiling, letting him have intercourse this was clean-handed.

It was just my prick, after all.

Oh, it felt amazing.

Terry 's strong fingers kneaded my prat as his clapper pumped in and out of my asshole. The pleasure melted down to my slit, my orgasm construction and building. I wiggled my hips from side to side. I whimpered. That terrific pleasure swelled in me. It was so blue. Everyone was witnessing it.

I came.

My bastard quivered and convulsed around Terry 's probing lingua. I gasped at the Benjamin Rush of pleasure surging through my cunt. It flowed through me, a delicious tidal wave of raptus that filled every nerve in my body. It spilled up to my mind. My breast jiggled in my bra, my pigtails dancing about my head. It felt so amazing.

"Oh, yes, terry cloth !"I moaned."Yes, yes, inspect my dickhead ! Ooh, that feels amazing !"

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

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

Juices soaked my torn jeggings. They gushed out of my shaven kitty and spilled down to my shattered stockings. I shuddered, my sourish scent filling my nose. It was incredible. I love cumming from anal retentive stimulation.

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

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

"Then get your fingers in me,"I moaned, wiggling my nates."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 cunt,"said Terry as something thick and hard and long smacked on my ass. I could find it twitching on me.

Was that his cock ?

I threw a tone over my berm, just twisting my body enough to see my smashing rump and his midst, ebony dick draped over it. His shadow shaft contrasted so lots against my pale cutis. He was huge, twice as long as his fingerbreadth, and thicker than three of them.

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

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

"Damn, your girl is a loose woman,"said Shawn.

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

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

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

I nodded my mind."He is an expert on White daughter asses. 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 bastard. It was cold and slick. I gasped, realizing it was lube. I heard a wet, slick sound and glanced behind me again. Terry was rubbing the same gel into his cock, making his ebony 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 see this. Oh, Nathan, I love you so much and—"I gasped as I felt Terry 's big dick pressing on my lube mother fucker."You get to see my ass broken in. Terry 's going to open me up for everyone to enjoy my cute bottom. Oh, Nathan, this is all I want !"

I groaned as Dame Ellen Terry pressed his cock against my asshole. I felt my sphincter stretch and stretch. It was such an incredible delectation. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. It was amazing. My heart pounded in my chest. There was this delicious rush. It surged through me. My eyes fluttered, my gut clenching down on the thick cock penetrating me. I whimpered, wiggling my hips from side to side, joy rippling through me.

I crushed Nathan 's mitt in my tight grasp. Dame Ellen Terry 's dick was so big. I could sense my anal sheath spreading to immerse him. He truly was breaking me in, opening me up for all the smaller dicks to delight. I whimpered, so glad this big, pitch blackness animal could be in me. My Virgo the Virgin pussycat drank him in.

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

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

Then he drew back. His pecker slid through me. My velvety bowels gripped him. I thought it felt amazing when he fingered me. When he tongued me. But those pleasure held nothing compared to his dick. His vast shaft stimulated my anal retentive sheath. The pleasure melted down to my pussy. It fed another growing orgasm. I gasped as he rammed back into me. Harder. Faster. His balls slapped against my Virgin cunt. I gasped at the tingle of pleasance rippling along my kitty-cat brim. Then he drew back again.

He pounded me.

I gripped my desk with my will helping hand and my boyfriend 's hand with the other. I stared up at him, seeing the shocked look on his cheek. I did n't infer why he did n't think this was amazing. This was the best thing ever. Terry 's pecker plunged into me intemperately and fast. He stimulated me. I could feel my sexual climax building faster and faster. This powerful plosion that would consume me.

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

"Even me ?"Mr. Harrison asked.

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

"Zelda,"groaned Nathan.

"Do n't be jealous, Terry 's just being a skilful 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 gag groan.

Terry grunted, his hands gripping my hip. He slammed hard in me. His blushing crotch smacked my croupe. His ball cracked into my taint and pussy lips. I loved that big, thick dick plunging hard and fast in me. I whimpered. Groaned. I could n't resist much longer.

I was about to break loose.

I straightened, my leave alone arm darting out and hooking around Nathan 's neck. I pulled my boyfriend down. He had to empathise how amazing this was for me. So I kissed him. I thrust my glossa into my beau 's mouthpiece as Terry slammed his shaft to the hilt in my asshole.

I came.

I groaned into my boyfriend 's back talk as my asshole writhed around Terry 's gumshoe. The pleasure was intense. Amazing. A tsunami of exaltation sloshed through my body. It slammed into my mind, drowning my mentation in go. wiz burst before my eyes. I kissed Nathan so hard, thrusting my lingua into his mouth.

He had to understand. He had to make out that this was so amazing for me. I was such a lucky girl to have Terry 's big peter in my asshole. My bowels clenched and spasmed and writhed about his prick. He plowed in toilsome. fast. He sent More and more waves of exaltation sweeping out of my pussycat. My virgin cunt clenched, my juices gushing out of me.

"Her asshole 's going savage,"groaned Dame Alice Ellen Terry."This is the scoop ass fo'sure. You guy are all gon na lie with 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 buss me back. My boyfriend nibbled on my humbled lip as the pleasance rushed through me. Orgasm after orgasm burst through me. My asshole reveled in that big, duncical, Black dick rammed into me. I whimpered, so glad my White ass was able to get every inch of Dame Ellen Terry. I quivered, my toes curling.

I knew that Terry would always be my favorite dick to have fucking my ass. I had a intuitive feeling not even Nathan 's would ever compare. I probably should n't state my boyfriend that though.

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

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

I groaned harder into Nathan 's mouth as I did just that. When Terry was empty, he ripped out of me. I felt mortal else grabbed my hip joint. A new dick poke into me. It was n't as big but still felt gracious. right field. My SOB was designed to delight dicks. My cunning tail needed cocks in me. I groaned, savoring the operose strokes.

Who fucked me ?

"Go, Mr. Reginald Carey Harrison !"cheered Shawn."nookie the strumpet 's ass."

I groaned my agreement into Nathan 's lips.

Mr. Harrison fucked my cum-filled shit hard. He pounded me, thrusting deep into my bowels. It was such a wonderful experience. I could find out my professor grunting. Groaning. My asshole was making him feel amazing. My cute nates was giving him such pleasure. I broke the kiss with Nathan, staring into his eyes. I stroked his face, my nipple jiggling in my bra. He had to understand. He had to know that I had to fuck every dick I could with my asshole.

"See !"I moaned to him."It 's not really sex, he 's just nooky my bowels. You can do it. You can love my asshole, too. You can feel what the greatest ass in the full mankind smell like wrapped around your dick. terry cloth broke me in. You should give thanks him."

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

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

Neither could I.

Mr. Harrison pounded me severely, and then he was spurting into my arse. My prof flooded me as my orgasm rippled through my trunk. That howling delectation swept through me. It was n't as intense as with terrycloth, but it was still a kickshaw to enjoy. Mr. Harrison groaned, spilling his seed in me. He deserved it for being such an awesome professor.

Shawn got my ass next. He beat Nathan to me. I groaned as Shawn slammed his dick into my jizz-filled intestine. 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 shaft and dribbling down to my shaven pussy. The spunk coated my virgin frame. I whimpered, not needing to pertain my twat.

I would cum just from being fucked in the ass.

My asshole milked Shawn 's dick when he erupted, another delicious climax rushing through me. This time, Nathan was next. My boyfriend pounded my bowel. The fourth stopcock to enter my asshole. 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 marvelous delight.

One after the early, the male child of my story family used me. They fucked me. They enjoyed my cute rump to the broad. I groaned in passion. I left the class, my jeggings torn unfastened, jizz leaking out of me. Everyone could see how vex my ass was. Boys would campaign me against the wall and just flap down their peter into my arsehole. They would love me right there in the corridor, our schoolfellow groaning, wishing they were the lucky one to grab me.

During classes, my male professors got to use me first. They would fuck me unvoiced, thrusting into me. Then the other educatee would get their bend. I especially loved it when the Black guys went. None of them were quite as big as Terry, but it was always such a thrill to feel an ebony tree dick sliding into my gabardine ass.

steward used me. Fathers of students just visiting got the opportunity to slide their dick in me. When I was outside of my college, random men would sleep with me gruelling. It was amazing. I could n't go a second without having a dick in my asshole. It was so awesome. terrycloth and Nathan got to use me Thomas More than the others. Dame Alice Ellen Terry for breaking me in, and Nathan for being my boyfriend.

Of form, Nathan often had to sit there and picket. Sometimes, I would give him a handjob as a big tool filled my dickhead, feeling bad for my fellow. I was n't quite make to go all the way. Maybe I 'd wait for marriage ceremony. That could be twelvemonth away.

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

I was happy 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 sign. His daddy 's dick was bigger. It was such a delight to get fucked up the ass over the dinner table while his mother and babe talked to Nathan about his day. I would cum so hard.

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

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The flesh smiled. This pair of panties was a wild success. Keeping her virginity intact while turning her into a fancy woman had been such a rush. Now the bod had a new thought. Another way to twist a girl 's psyche in juicy directions. To transmit her lust in dissimilar ways.

The human body stroked its newest distich of panties, a bubbly pink delight decorated with little hearts. They were childish, intended for a young girl than its target 's age of eighteen. Cute and bubbly and innocent. On the back was written two Book : endearing Kitten.

The pattern stroked the magenta alphabetic character, a bit of scintillation dazzling in the characters.

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

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