Creamy Panty Novels & Stories

She was wearing a skimpy bikini style pair that made her feel good the way they stretched over her body and showed off the shape of her ass and pussy mound. Brook was still wearing her bra, but she took it off and was in no more of a hurry to cover up than Cindy seemed to be. Cindy's nipples were hard and looked really nice. Brook's nipples got hard, too. She still had her mind filled with thoughts about Tom, but her friend's daring panties were earning her attention. "Those panties are really hot," she finally complimented her friend. Cindy smiled proudly. "Thanks. Dad got 'em for me." The admission was followed by a coy giggle.

In disbelief, Jasmine dangled a pair of silky panties up in the air. The material parted at the crotch, forming a butterfly. She’d never owned such a scandalous undergarment in her life, and she couldn’t believe Wiley would actually bring her such a thing. Yet here they were, several pairs of them. Yep, she could choose to be risqué in fire engine red, pink, black, white or midnight blue. It got worse.

Inѕtеаd, I look fоr lоngеr thаn I ѕhоuld. Her lеgѕ аrе tаnglеd іn thе sheets, exposing smooth, tаnnеd ѕkіn аnd muscle. Hеr сurvасеоuѕ wаіѕt is ассеntuаtеd bу a pair оf соttоn раntіеѕ thаt аrе bright whіtе аgаіnѕt thе flеѕh of her bеllу. It’ѕ thе ѕеxіеѕt fucking thіng I’vе еvеr seen.

Pati siya'y napatingin sa sariling katawan. Kulay dilaw na oversized shirt at tanging lacy panty lang ang pang-ilalim. Hindi na siya nag-abala pang mag-suot ng brassiere lalo't nasa bahay lang at matutulog na. Umabot hanggang kalahati ng mahahabang hita niya ang laylayan ng T-shirt pero lantad pa rin ang makinis niyang binti. Bakat din ang malulusog niyang dibdib at ang maliit na koronang nasa tuktok. Napansin niyang napalunok ang kaharap pero sumeryoso ulit ang mukha nito.

He hooked a fingertip inside the back of her g-string, extracting the strip of lace from her butt crack as he gave her bum another squeeze. "Nonsense, it's a perfect fit," he assured her as he somewhat reluctantly stepped away from her, the back of her g-string snapping back into place as he moved back to his case of products. "Are we done then?" asked Claire. "Can I get dressed again?" Fred pulled out a small white tube of cream. There was a sticker on the side of the tube that had the words 'Erecto-sure' scrawled on, in what looked like ball point pen. "Actually Claire, I think this is the perfect time to show you another product, one of Funky Lady's top sellers."

No bra today her full breasts bounced free, heavy and pale, pink nipples already stiffening in the cool air. Panties next, sensible white cotton soaked through at the crotch, peeling away with a sticky tug. Her juices clung in glistening strings, the musky scent blooming sharp and needy. Naked now, she drank in the sight: curvy hips flaring wide, ass plump and heart-shaped, trimmed red bush framing puffy pussy lips swollen with arousal. Thighs quivered, inner skin slick with the cream she'd been leaking since breakfast stolen touches over cereal, fingers dipping discreetly while loading the dishwasher.

Curiosity finally won. I opened it and fired up his laptop. Most of the files were boring business shit. Then I found a hidden folder called “Cream Pies Unlimited.” My pussy twitched the second I clicked it. The “Images” folder was packed with hundreds of pictures — pussies of every kind, freshly fucked and leaking thick, white cum. It dribbled out of stretched holes, ran down arse cheeks, pooled on bedsheets. I stared, breathing faster, and slipped a hand into my panties. My clit was already swollen and slippery.

Upside down, I watch my heavily soaked panties. ‘Jeez, Pam!’ The same part of me tries to scold me but I’m beyond that. I shove my hand in and peel off my panties. The rich sight has me gasping. It’s incredibly wild watching the slimy cum drip from my wet pussy. It carelessly spills along my thighs. It leaves me curling my toes and hoping to fuck with you. ‘PAM!’ I swipe a pad-full and pull out. Finally standing upright, I stare at my coated finger.

Her eyes closed as sweet, sharp pleasure radiated in waves through her body. Despite his impatience, his lips and tongue were exquisitely tender as he suckled first one breast and then the other. His hands spanned her waist and then moved lower until his fingers caught in the band of her panties. He yanked, and she heard them rip. “I’ll buy you more,” he rasped as he rolled again, putting her underneath him once more. “Buy me what?” “Panties.” “Highly overrated,” she murmured.