Men Wearing Panties Stories Novels & Stories

I’m puddy in their hands and they fucking know it too. Anthony and Nico take a moment to rearrange me to their desire. My head rests on Anthony’s legs well my legs are propped on Nico’s leg. My ass is between them on the seat of the car. Nico spread my legs. I’m not wearing panties because I knew there would be no point. Also my kings have told me not to wear panties except when I’m on my period. I”m not on it so I”m commando. I never thought I would like going commando, but surprisingly I love it. It’s freeing in a way I didn’t expect.

Seyi retorted. Omah took his cigarette from his mouth and grinned. "Those previous girls are not Prof. Ajayi's daughter you know. Besides you guys need to stop hopping from one chick to another. How do you even do it sef?" Dayo thought his friend knew better, a pity he doesn't. Well why else was he his best friend if he couldn't enlighten him on such small issues such as this one. "The best thing about panties is taking them off. The game is simple. You see a girl you'd like to smash. You pursue them, spend a few thousands. You get into their panties. You move on. It's so damn exciting!" He declared,

I’ve often heard stories of women leaving their panties for men to fantasize about. But I didn’t! It wasn’t intentional! I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out. Pulling myself together,I grabbed the panties and stuffed it into my pocket, “Mr Hudson,I admit..this is mine.And I was supposed to dispose it after bathing but I forgot and then we were suddenly in a hurry to get me out of here before anyone sees me so you can’t certainly find me cheap because of this.I have no intentions of seducing you so don’t overthink this.”

Hiking the hem of my gown up my thighs, I jolt when his fingers connect with the crotch of my panties. I’m ashamed the spot is already soaked. He rubs my pussy through my panties, pressing his thumb down on my clit before shoving his finger into my hole together with my panties. It’s crazy and dirty, but that’s exactly the kind of man Mr Walter is. What sane man fucks their help right under their wife’s nose anyway?

I question him. He flips me onto my back and hovers over me momentarily. “You want to play first, then go check things out?” He confirms. “Exactly.” I agree. He kisses me deeply and allows his fingers to explore my body. “What in the world?” He asks, sitting up promptly and looking at the missing material from my panties. “These came with an opening just for me?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. “They sure did. They are called crotchless panties.” I state. “I am going to explore these.” He declares and then does until he tires of them and rips them from my body.

I drew in a shaky breath as his fingers played with the swell of my breasts as my skin tingled and I flushed in wanton lust and sexual furstration. He pushed my legs further apart and pressed me to the wall while his fingers disappeared into my gown. "Oh shit!" I could feel him smirk behind me. "Why didn't you wear panties?" He bit my collarbone. I didn't wear panties because I loved how my ass bounced without restriction (panties) and besides no one would notice the event was held in the evening. Who goes around checking if any lady wore panties? "It's nothing. I decided not to wear any." I whispered and thought he was unable to hear me.

I'm blinking to adjust my vision while she trails her hands softly over my hips, tracing the bands of my panties. Then I gasp, stilling as I feel her part my panties to the side and press a kiss to my ass. I take in a sharp breath, then let out a whoosh of air while she runs her tongue over the seems of my hips, using er teeth to undo the side ribbon ties of my panties. It's agonizingly slow, but when she's done, I catch sight of my panties hanging off the edge of the bed, and my cheeks turn red. She however doesn't notice my embarrassment and presses another kiss long to my ass.

There was an awkward silence between us as we headed for the elevator, maybe just from my side. My head was too busy trying to comprehend everything that had just happened, I could still feel the moisture between my legs as I walked. It was so embarrassing to walk out of the cafeteria without panties, especially since I was wearing this orange body-hugging elastic gown. With a close look, anyone could tell that I wasn’t putting on panties. Good lord! The embarrassment making it even obvious I cursed Maxwell endlessly in my mind. What other silly ideas did this man have? He was so good at it that you could tell it wasn’t his first time. Maybe he enjoys harassing women, of course with their co

I'd already had my share of disappointments in life. I went home with her panties burning a hole in my pocket, and when I got there, I realized it wasn't just one pair - it was two. I'd put Ana's panties in my pocket when I took them off and didn't give them back. God, these panties! What had gotten into me? I already had one that I should have returned, but I couldn't resist taking the other one too, even if unconsciously, as a reminder of the incredible night she'd given me - one that wouldn't happen again. A pair of tiny panties in garish colors, one lime green and the other red. I had to be having some kind of psychiatric issue to be turning into a panty thief. This had to be some sort o

“Let’s see how innocent you really are.” He pushed my sundress up, exposing my white panties that were transparent from how wet I was. The wet spot was obvious. All six men groaned at the sight. “Fuck, look at that,” Ryan said. “Little good girl is dripping like a whore.” I should have stopped them. I should have run. But the filthy voice in my head was winning. Yes… touch me. Use me. Gangbang me like the disgusting slut I am. Derek hooked his fingers into my panties and slowly pulled them down. My smooth, pink, dripping pussy was exposed to all of them. I was so wet that a string of my cream connected my panties to my swollen lips as he removed them.