Gooey Panties Novels & Stories

I ask, my fingers wrapping around the impossibly thin waistband of her crimson panties. “Five-hundred-something,” she replies, his voice high and thin in her chest. A ridiculous amount for such a small speck of fabric, but I’ve bought bottles at the club for ten times that price. I tear them off her hips, flinging them onto the floor. “No panties, tonight, darling.”

Nesting inside them were a pair of white panties. Annie had dropped onto her haunches and looked on as her hand reached down for them; as her thumb and forefinger fondled the soiled gusset. Squatting over the open jeans she pictured Michele standing over her, the statuesque brunette with her feet spread and ass raised. She'd pictured her smooth tan skin, her bulging muscles taught and flexing. Annie pinched hard at the dried stain, grinding her thumb into it, before raising it to her mouth. ...

“Come out you little vixen! I’ll teach you a lesson for seducing my son!” Oh my god. “Mum, there’s no one here. No one seduced me okay” “Oh really?” she said and turned around, holding the lace panties I was wearing last night. Holy shit. I paled. That thing had my dried cum on it. “What is this then?” She dangled the panties in front of my face. “What is this Aito? Female underwear or do you want to tell me that it’s yours too? Do you wear panties now?"

Alpha is a wild steed," she said blushing. "I thought you said he wasn't your type?" I asked her, surprised. "Yes he isn't and he doesn't have to be for me to climax," she said and we came to a stop. We entered a red room and she gave me a transparent chiffon gown with g-string panties to wear. "Seriously?" I said to her arcing my left eyebrow, holding the g-string up with one finger. "Yes seriously, and they are edible," she responded. It made me wonder why anyone would find edible panties alluring.

I couldn’t pay attention to her delec- table spread, however, because my eyes were currently feasting on the sliver of fuchsia satin that was peeking out of the waistband of Joe’s jeans. Joe was on his hands and knees, with his head buried behind the set, as he explained that a couple of cables had popped loose. I blinked my eyes, wondering if I was dreaming. Nope—still there. Those were undeniably panties. No man’s underwear could be that shiny and sleek and pink. Joe’s a strong, six-foot-two guy who plays rugby on

replied the Goth girl. "Oh! Please give those back *PLEASE*," whined the distraught blonde. The Goth girl took the confiscated panties and began using them to lightly stroke Laura's ass, thighs, and sex. Whenever Laura felt the panties touch her exposed skin, she would try to grab them with her free hand, only to have them snatched away and moved to a different area. Soon Laura was so horny from being teased by the panties and her own meager attempts to grab them that her hands would stay searching for the panties a little longer than necessary. Her every attempt to grab the panties became just a little slower than the last.

Consumed with the idea of breaking his limit, I sit back, spread my legs wide enough for my iPad to fit in, and take a picture of my soaked panties. The shutter sound makes me look at myself, eyes dark, narrow… screaming wild things he dare not say. It's my turn to play the fool. I ignore him and zoom in on the photo. Blue panties soaked to filth you can literally see it dropping. And what’s more interesting is my soft folds beating against it, you can trace your fingers around the rough areas that form a knot against my panties. It's so fucking good… I gulp dryly, knowing that my next step may consume us.

Gigi began,” Grab my panties like this. She lifted one side up, pulling it slightly to the center, forming a little inviting tunnel between of cotton leading to her crack. “See that? I want you to stick your cock under my panties now, put it right up against my asshole. Good boy!” Snap! She dropped the panties, stinging slightly against my shaft as they came snapping down.

His mother certainly had big tits and a large round ass, but her baggy clothes that hid her curves definitely put him in mind of the BBW category, which he was not into. So, when he picked up the panties to look at them, the odor stronger now, he was surprised as he automatically pulled them to his face and inhaled, his pants growing tight as his cock hardened. The scent was magical, musky, and it lit his blood on fire. He expected maybe a pee smell, but it was nothing like that. When he sniffed the ass of the panties, he was again surprised to find not a hint of poo aroma, just something... earthier, but good. He pulled his cock out and jacked off into the toilet, the panties held to his fa