Look At My Panties Novels & Stories

“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?"

I shrug my shoulders as I reply. “Okay” And I look him in the eye with a smile on my face as I slowly unbutton my pants, he takes a deep breath as he watches me, and I grin as I pull my top down to cover myself before pulling my panties down….. Adam’s point of view. Fuck! I watch her as she slowly peels her panties down her long, shapely legs; I can't see anything, but her actions are as sexy as fuck, and she knows it…

Her body was a delight to me. "We're only taking off these panties today," I warned, and pulled the side ties of her panties, stepped back, removed the small fabric from the way and watched her in wonder for a while longer. "Sorry, little bee, but we're starting right here on this table, I can't wait any longer."

Thе ѕwеаtеr ѕhе’ѕ wеаrіng соmеѕ off tоо, аnd I zoom іn оn hеr раntіеѕ. I unbuttоn my ѕhіrt. I can’t stop looking at hеr gоrgеоuѕ body. Shе’ѕ teasing me. Shе flops bасk оn thе couch and ѕlіdеѕ her hаnd іntо hеr panties.

I can see the excitement glaze over her eyes as she moves her hand and allows me to remove her jeans and panties. As I toss her panties over my shoulder to the floor, I examine the sight before me. “Oh, this is heaven.” Looking up into her eyes, I watch as I slowly rub my finger up and down her folds. Her arching back tells me she is pleased. “You like that?” I ask seductively. “Yes.” She breaths.

I let the garment fall to the ground, then looked up at her as she stood before me in only her bra and panties. "Turn around for me.." I said, leaning back so I could look at her more easily. She obeyed, turning around slowly, so that I could watch as she moved, almost in slow motion. She moved so elegantly, almost floating on the balls of her feet. Her brown hair flowed down her bare shoulders, past her bra clasp. Then I watched as she turned her back to me and looked over her shoulder, staring into my eyes from beneath heavy lids. I let my eyes fall, bit by bit, until they reached her round bottom, covered only by the red panties. The outline of her flesh could be seen through the silky ma

Her skin was fair, luminous, almost translucent, and I could see the blue veins beneath the surface, a map of treasures I had never imagined I would be allowed to explore. She smiled, seeing my gaze. “Like what you see?” she asked, her voice a provocative whisper. “Anya…” “Wait. It’s not over.” Her hands moved down to the sweatpants. She untied them slowly, her fingers sliding along the waistband of the panties I had not yet seen. When the pants fell, revealing her long, toned legs, I held my breath. The panties were a thong. Black. Tiny. Damn. “You’re a bitch,” I whispered, my voice failing.

obediently on the edge “ Spread your legs wide and take your panties off..” I snicker he doesn't know I am wearing crotchless panties. I spread my leg wide, so wide that he can see my pussy shining with my juices. “Fuck…that is so hot”he says trying to remove his strap “Now put the rabbit inside you slowly maintaining eye contact with me..”

I admit, my voice shaking. “Every time you look at me I have to squeeze my legs together so I don’t soak through my panties.” His eyes flash. “Show me.” Right there in the library, with the risk of someone walking by any second, I stand up, turn my back to the aisle, and pop the button on my jeans. I slide the zipper down just enough and hook my thumbs in the waistband, tugging my jeans and panties down a couple inches. Cool air hits my bare, dripping pussy and I shiver.

His gaze dropped, locked, and darkened. “What are you doing?” His voice cracked through the space, rougher than gravel. “Taking off my panties,” I answered, low and unashamed. I let the lace dangle from one ankle before kicking it aside. “So you can watch. Maybe after I entertain you, you’ll add me to that list.” “You’re not just on the list, Piper,” he growled, sweat beading at his temple, voice trembling with restraint. “You’re eighteen. You’re too young, too small, too—”