Oops No Panties Novels & Stories

I came with my eyes still fixed on the screen. I sat there catching my breath, a little stunned at my own reaction. “Wow, BigRod,” I typed. “Sorry, hun. Was that a bit much?” “No. I’m just glad you enjoyed them. From the video it looked like you did.” The whole exchange left me thinking. I had genuinely enjoyed the side of things with the panties. Before long I found myself writing a short post for the channel. “Okay guys, panties. Since my first experience went well, I’m now offering worn panties for sale. Worn for 24 hours. Message me if you’re interested.” I read it over once and posted it.

He smirks when he sees my black lace panties and brings his nose to my crotch. He takes a whiff of my panties and his fingers wrap around the lace. With one brutal yank, Sir Oliver rips the delicate fabric in two, shredding it like paper in his hand. I gasp at the sudden exposure, my body shaking from the thrill of it all. I'm soaking wet. The ruined panties flutter to the ground like fallen petals. My bare flesh meets Sir Oliver's starving gaze. And yes, I'm smoothly shaved this time. Call me crazy but I've been shaving everyday since that night. And I've taken an interest in wearing panties more often.

He gently rubs me through my panties and that's all it takes , I almost gave out. " Wanna take them off?" Gray whispers, his warm breath against my ear gives me goosebumps. I turn to look at him wondering what he's talking about but he snaps the tiny waistline of my panties against my skin. Oh shit. I don't mind taking this blockage off. But it's gonna be embarrassing if Mia or the others find me taking off my panties because I'm about to get fingered in a family dinner with a birthday celebrant. Oh Gray, what hath thou turned me into.

“Yes, it’s pineapple.” “You shouldn’t need it, but I have to ask, just in case.” He slides off me, taking my bootie shorts and panties with him, “Well, this isn’t a surprise,” he holds up my panties that now have a dark patch in the crotch area, “my little slut is already making a mess and I haven’t done anything… yet.”

Noah said, tugging her to the secondary entrance back toward the mansion. She waved at the couple and glanced around the ground, trying to see if she saw her underwear. The last thing she needed was for the couple to find her panties. Or worse, she checked her heels to make sure she wasn’t dragging them like a piece of toilet paper. They were a few rows away when she whispered, “My panties. Where are they?” Noah glanced at her, his lips lifting in a feral grin. “They’re mine now.” “Oh, please,” she mumbled. “Don’t tell me you have a thing for underwear.”

she rushes the words out and covers her face with one of her hands while I take big steps towards her so that I'm quickly standing right in front of her. I look her over but I can't see anything wrong and I can feel my eyebrows climb my forehead in confusion. "ok so I bought new panties and bras a little while ago and I decided to wear one of the sets tonight...the panties have diamonds on the side but one of them is caught in my dress and I can't get it off and I don't want to rip my dress!" again her words are rushed but I understand her clearly and again I find it finding cute when she covers her face with her hands in embarrassment.

She was always complaining, slowing everyone down. Jack, on the other hand, seemed to have endless patience and indulgence for her. "Alright. Let's see what's so heavy." He stopped the group, knelt, and opened Dakota's backpack himself. In front of everyone, she carefully pulled out her precious belongings, as if presenting a prized collection. There was a full set of luxury travel-sized skincare, a nearly unused oversized power bank, chips in every flavor, jelly, sour belts… and a heavy jar of peanut butter.

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,

Again, thank you, but I should be going. He nodded as if he understood. "Uh, miss? Did you drop something there?" He said pointing at something. My eyes followed the direction he was pointing. On the side of the road, tucked against the curb, was a pair of white, panties with peguins on them. My white, cotton panties with peguins on them. Oh God , let the ground just open and swallow me . "If I do pick it, he might think am weird. A guy like this is used to girls wearing slik lingeres”I thought weighing the pros and cons of the situation.

He took it and looked at it carefully. “Nice panty huh, power pop girls... pfft why is there a hole?” I just bowed in embarrassment. It’s embarrassing that“Shut up.” He said seriously. He power-pophe towel that covered my body. I didn’t cover my body even though I’m shy of him.too big. I heard him laugh. “Don’t worry, I’ll buy you panties. What design do you still want? Those pikachu, doraemon or maybe--“ “T-That’s enough, just dress me up to finish.” He slowly put my panties on me. “H-Hey, don’t stare at that!”