Sexy Story Submission for one of my fave’s @unsympatheticariesHe had told her so wear somethin
Sexy Story Submission for one of my fave’s @unsympatheticariesHe had told her so wear something cute and sexy. Oh, what a tangled web that was, she thought as she rummaged through the drawer in her dresser that housed her would-be unmentionables. Cute and sexy were subjective and while she wanted to appease his request, there were times she was quite sure that their ideas of cute and sexy were not entirely on the same wave length. After tossing aside what seemed like dozens of different varieties of panties, a tight fitting, super colorful floral pair caught her eye. They probably weren’t the sexiest pair she had, but they definitely were in the conversation of the cutest. They hugged her perky little bottom just right and with the rainbow of floral hues that cascaded across the pattern, there was no other way to describe it than fun and by association, cute.With a semi-victorious smile, she slipped her feet through the holes of the garment and tugged them up her sexy thighs until they settled in at her hips. A quick turn and a look over her shoulder confirmed that they were hugging her little bottom just the way she knew he liked. While she liked the choice of her bottoms, she was only half done. Panties weren’t an outfit…they were more like one piece of an unfinished puzzle. Continuing to look for a top that would complete her ensemble, her fingers webbed through a top that she hadn’t immediately thought of, but now that she had hold of it, she was quickly reminded of how much she loved it. The top was more straps than anything, and didn’t leave much to the imagination. The rings that held the straps together were more of a bdsm outfit used for other hooks and devices, and while that wasn’t what the evening ahead would have in store, there was something about that strappy outfit that called to her. It didn’t take long for her to remember why. Those straps reminded her of ropes.Rough, tight, delicious binding that bit softly into her skin. Those ropes had made her feel secure. Not in the way to keep her from falling or even moving, but secure like a lover’s embrace. That subtle yet strong feeling of being encased with a predatory love and the pinching reminders of it every time she struggled against those binds. There was no rope-play ahead this evening, but those binding always made her feel more confident. Without another thought, she worked her arms and head through the series of straps until her perky breasts fell neatly between them. “Cute,” she said, tapping a finger against the front of her panties, “and sexy,” she finished, swirling her finger through the little metal hoop between her breasts. Satisfied, she grinned, quite sure her new beau would be delighted to slowly peel both pieces of clothing off of her… -- source link
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