Creamy Panty Novels & Stories

First, she chose a dainty pair of pale blue panties and matching silk bra. “Davin, will you assist please?” She asked. “Of course, Love.” I said, only too happy to be touching her. They were a perfect fit and they cupped her voluptuous breasts and left a small dimple where her nipples pressed out. Perfect. Next, she looked over the pants and pulled out a pair of faded jeans. She laughed happily and slipped them on. Perfect, they stretched over her rounded ass, accentuating her curves.

Making Him Eat All That Cum Out Freya slid back into her seat across from Nathan, thighs clamped together so tightly her muscles trembled. The security guards second load was still leaking out of her in slow, warm pulses, thick ropes of cum mixing with her own slick, soaking through her already-ruined panties and starting to seep onto the leather of the chair beneath her. She could feel it pooling under her ass, sticky and messy. Every tiny shift made a faint wet sound she prayed Nathan couldn’t hear over the low jazz in the background.

My hand fisted the armrest, my balls aching as I fought the urge to lunge. She spun slowly, her ass flexing in her jeans. She bent over just enough to pop the zipper, dragging it down tooth by tooth. She peeled the denim off her creamy, slim-thick thighs before kicking them free to leave her in simple white cotton panties. They were plastered wet to her pussy, the crotch see-through and dark. Holy fuck, she’s drenched. Those good-girl panties were wrecked. I can’t wait to rip them aside and tongue-fuck that creamy slit till she soaks my face.