Gooey Panties Novels & Stories

She seemed quite pleased as she left me there mouth agape. I could see she had this planned to the last degree. I was consumed with cock lust. To think that she bought a cock for herself was driving me crazy. Her tease had been perfect. I wanted it, I wanted it bad. I pulled off my clothes and eased into the panties. They were red, trimmed in lace, made of satin and had a pouch for my balls. She was right, they fit perfectly. To think they made panties for men blew my mind. To think that she knew that and bought some for me really blew my mind.

"Tell me about this lingerie you've been hiding from me." I giggle, "Well, the corset laces up the back and it's made of lace. Entirely see through." He groans, "See through, huh?" "Mmmhmmm and the panties are made of see through lace as well." He gulps loudly. "Is that so?" "Yep." I say popping the p, "But you see they are magic panties." He cuts me off before I can explain, "Magic, magic panties? How? How are they magic?" He's fumbling with the room key and I almost feel bad for getting him this worked up already. Almost.

She cried out and he reached down grabbed her panties, and she heard them tear as he yanked them forward off her legs. Gio wadded the ruined soaked panties into a ball and shoved them into her mouth, then really went to work on her pussy. Pinching her clit harder and stabbing his tongue in and out of her like he was fucking her with it. She could taste her desire on the ruined, dirty panties in her mouth. The smell of them in her nose, as she screamed out her first orgasm around them. Gio stood and spun her around. Grabbing her hands and moving them across the desk. "Hold on to the other edge Mommy slut you dirty girl."

He pulled me to the fitting room and I tried everything on again. But this time, I was actually amazed by how true Victor was when he told me about how comfortable these panties could be! It felt so different from men's underwear, they are so smooth, so light, and some of them even make your skin feel cool and refreshing! I never expected how powerful these panties could be! My mind was so blown! After we obtained the sets of lingeries, boxes of squishy silicone breast pads, and pairs of stockings, we went to the next stop.

She looks at me rather shocked as she tries to hide her face away from me, “What are you going to do with them?” “What does a horny asshole do with women's panties.” “Wear them?” “Does it look like this can fit into that?” She only but chuckles at me, “It depends on what this is?” “This is what you cocked teased this morning.” “Oh, that” I hear Becca grunt from behind us, “God get a room already.” Then Leo adds, “It's like watching a porno.”

Upon opening it, I found various tiny and sexy panties inside, in different styles and materials. "Just so you know, I plan to tear all of them apart, so don't get too attached," Alexander said while putting a piece of cake in my mouth. He wanted to play, so we would play! I watched him put another piece of cake in his mouth. I chose one of the panties, a red one that was nothing more than a thin strip of lace with the word "hot" written in metallic letters on the back and rhinestone trim on the sides.

I'd always examined them with an eye to my luxurious comfort, but now I considered how easily his fingers would slide around the fabric as it covered my body and shivered. One nightie called out to me. When I held it up, it stopped just above my knees. The lace was delicate and soft, but the satin fabric was like liquid across my arm. I found pale, rose-colored panties in the same soft material and on impulse I got them all. My department store credit card had a high interest rate, but I couldn't resist.

Ginger stated. The outfit they gave me was ridiculous. A baby pink lacy bustier top, ruffled bottom panties, and a micro crinoline mini skirt, so short you can see the ruffles of my panties. I’m at least thankful for the panties covering my butt, since I have the bite mark that Zander left. Antonio would totally freak out if he saw it. I also have the standard little girl knee-high socks and platform Mary Janes. I’m starting to get the feeling that Antonio has a little girl fetish, which is just ick.

Then, in one fluid, brazen motion, I reached over and tucked the warm, silken fabric between his powerful thighs, where they were pressed together. I stood up quickly, my legs feeling like jelly. "That's my favorite panties," I whispered, my voice trembling, betraying the confident act I was trying so hard to sell. "I'll have to come get it." It sounded stupid. It was dirty. And so, so weird. I was certain I had just made the biggest fool of myself in human history.

I mumbled. " I bought some fancy panties " she giggled. Fancy panties? " Thong?" I asked. " God no, I hated those stringy things up my ass, just some designer panties," she said. I just rolled my eyes. Lynn was a thongs girl. She love them. She walks around her house in a thong and a bra. I don't know what the hell is fancy panties but Maria could at least wear some thongs or lingerie on her wedding night if she expected to get an erection from my son.