Andrea tore open the sachet and emptied the white powder into her glass. Immediately she caught a whiff of something unpleasant and she recoiled involuntarily.“Are you sure I can’t offer you anything?” asked her friend Stephanie, munching on a chocolate doughnut.Andrea shook her head. It was typical of Stephanie to try to tempt her with sugary treats just when she was about to start another diet. And it was typical of Andrea to firmly resist.“You know you’re not actually fat, right?” continued Stephanie cheerily. “So what if your butt looks a little big in that dress? You normally look fine. Just don’t wear stuff that’s so clingy…”“Great. Thanks for that,” replied Andrea sarcastically, giving her friend a mildly annoyed look.“Sorry,” said Stephanie, trying to look contrite while sucking icing off her thumb. “You know, I think it’s really cool how you have so much willpower. I couldn’t do it. So what’s that stuff again?”“It’s a new meal-replacement shake. You can’t get it here ye
Stephanie extricated herself from the swimsuit and pulled a black lace bra and matching panties out of a bag. She pulled the panties on while facing away from Andrea, and so was unaware of her friend’s lustful staring. The panties were semi-transparent and a seam ran up the back so that they hugged all the curves of her bottom. Then she wriggled into the bra, which was similarly sheer. Her perky nipples were clearly visible through it.“What do you think of these? Too sexy?” Stephanie asked, performing a little pirouette. Then she saw what her friend was doing and she gasped in shock, her graceful dance-move ending in a clumsy stumble. Andrea had thrown herself back on the bed with her skirt around her waist and her hand was moving very vigorously inside her soaking panties.“Jesus fucking Christ, Andrea, what the hell are you doing?” Stephanie cried.Andrea’s face was bright red with embarrassment. “Stephanie … sorry… something’s wrong… can’t help it!” she gasped as she convulsed wit
I connect my phone to my speaker and turn on some music. I untie my robe and I let it fall off of my body and I walk towards the shower.I open the glass door of the shower entrance and walk in. The water hits my bare body and I groan at the warmth of it.I grab some soap and slowly rub it on my body with a loofah. I rinse myself off and begin washing my hair with shampoo and then conditioner.Someone knocks on the glass door and I jump. I quickly spin around with wide eyes but soon relax when I realize it’s my fiancé Brenden.He has a towel wrapped around his waist and he drops it and underneath, he is very much naked. I bite my lip with tinted cheeks and I see his cock makes itself known.“May I join you?” I quickly nod and he smirks. He opens the shower door and he walks in, standing behind me.“How was your day?” I whisper, rinsing the last of the conditioner out of my black hair.“Stressful, but it’s better now that I’m here with you,” he whispers back. He’s always had a way with
I wrap my arms around my beautiful girlfriend as we watch the show that's playing on our flat-screen TV. She and I are comfortably cuddling with each other as we watch I Am Not Okay With This. Instead of focusing on the TV, Avery decides on grinding her ass against my pussy. My chest rises and falls rapidly as she continues to arouse me. "Avery," I mumble and he hums in response. "If you don't stop that I'm going to take you to the bedroom," I warn. Instead of stopping, she stands up and makes eye contact with me. She takes her pants off leaving her bottom half in black lace underwear. She pulls her shirt off, revealing her black lace bra. "Take me please," she whispers. I waste no time in grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to our bedroom. I push her down on the bed and she watches me take my clothes off with pink cheeks. I take all of my clothes off, leaving me completely bare in front of her. I slowly walk over to her making sure my breasts bounce with each teasing step.
I imagined trudging into his office and slamming the door shut. Before he could ask me what I was doing, I’d take of my shirt. Then I’d walk over and sit on him, and kiss him. Let him remove my bra. He’d have a hand on my back and the other on the back of my head. That way I couldn’t back out. I’d pull off his shirt and work with his belt. Once the fly was down he’d carry me onto his desk, and we’d work together to push off all the papers. Then he’d pull out his cock, and quickly pull down my underwear. He’d be so horny that my panties would only be at my knees and he’d penetrate. Then he’d pump as hard as he could and I’d moan as loud as I wanted to. Who cares who hears? I’d squeeze the cum out of him. It would be something that seemed perpetual. And, no, there’s no part where I imagine us putting our clothes back on. We wouldn’t. Instead, we’d try some more; on the floor, me sitting on him, me against the wall. We’d fuck our brains out. These scenes repeated and altered themselve
“Welcome Katie, please have a seat and we can begin our little game.” he smiled wickedly. Christ, we were starting already? I took a deep breath and sat in the only chair in his hotel room. I pretended not to notice his eyes caressing my collarbone, flickering down the front of my chest, circling my nipples that were poking through the thin fabric. He took his time, relishing the power of his position. His eyes sought mine, as if to mark my reaction, to see if I understood my position. I was starting to enjoy this. His hands stroked through my hair lightly as he walked behind me. I could feel his warm breath near my ear when he bent down next to me whispering “I know what you really want Katie. I could see it in your eyes. Sometimes your job is so stressful, you just want to let go. You want someone else to make the decisions for you, so that you don’t have to think anymore, you just have to obey. Go on. Tell me I’m wrong, and we’ll end this game right now.” He paused, waiting.
Saturday night only meant one thing, getting drunk, high, or laid. Or even all three.“Girl are you ready yet?” Anna shouted upstairs.“Gimme 5” you laughed as you shook your hair out before slipping on your timberlands.You and Anna were an odd combination, she was quite girly and you were the complete opposite. But somehow you were like peas in a pod.“I will leave without you” she laughed.“God I’m coming” you laughed taking one final look in the mirror, smirking at your appearance. Your cut-off Nirvana shirt gave a glimpse of your cherry-red lace bra and your shorts were cheeky.Running down the stairs you hear Anna whistle at you.“Damn girl, someone is planning on getting laid tonight” she smirked.“Too right, it’s been a hot minute” you sighed, you had recently come out of a very toxic relationship and we’re all about having fun. “Now let’s go because I’m gonna die if I don’t drink something alcoholic soon”“Always the dramatic one” she chuckled as she locked up.You and Anna h
RideTonight was the annual boxing match, something the guys did to let off some steam, the Adams-Anderson lot was filled with more bikes than normal due to the neighboring charters coming down. The fighting hadn’t even begun, yet the air smelled like sweat and testosterone. It was kind of a turn-on.“Y/N Hunny can you take that box of beers outside for me,” Alice asked nodded at the box she was talking about.“Yeah sure,” you smiled grabbing the box off the bar.Ever since you moved to Charming from the UK you had been around the club, seen as your mum had forced her to go stay with her brother, your uncle bobby. Apparently, you were causing too much shit for her to deal with.You get arrested a couple of times for aggregated assault and the next thing you knew you were on the next flight out of the country.“The beer has arrived you cunts” you grinned as you placed the box on the table. Before shaking your arms out. “Fuck me that was heavy”One thing you loved about events like thes