Pantie Peel Novels & Stories

It was perfectly round with two creamy cheeks divided by a dark cleft down the middle. Diana stayed bent over so she could pull her panties off her feet. Not only could I see her ass, but her swollen pussy puffed out from between her thighs. The camera had a zoom feature. I moved it closer and stared at the pink folds peeking out from her gash. She finally stood and turned around. Her pussy was shaved bare exposing a cameltoe that hung between her legs like a ripe peach.

Maeve’s POV I peeled the T-shirt up and over my head, turned it back right-side out, folded it and let it fall down to the floor. I kicked my tennis shoes off and reached for my waist and unsnapped and unzipped my jeans and peeled them down and off, folded them up and put them on top of the shirt. I tugged the bra over my head and my tits flopped out and I dropped the bra down on the pile. Lastly, I stuck my thumbs in my panties and pushed them down my hips until they were loose enough to fall to my ankles. I kicked them over to the pile.

Alessandro smiled mischievously, grabbed the pie from the table, popped a piece in his mouth, and pushed a huge white bag toward me. I took the bag from his hands and pulled out a large box. When I opened the box, there were several tiny, sexy panties inside, in a variety of styles and materials. "Just so you know, I intend to rip them all apart, so don't get attached," Alessandro said, placing a piece of pie in my mouth.

She groaned, "I've never done that. I'd let you. Take them off, please." My fingers slipped under the elastic, next to her warm skin. I pulled the panty down. Molly moved one leg between mine so I could slide my daughter's underwear down her long muscular legs. The waistband went lower, uncovering the top of her pubic hair. Lower, lower, now the waistband was below her apex, but the fabric was still tight in her sex. I pulled a little, and it came free, a tail of girl cum staying connected for another second. Molly stepped out of her panties. "Would you like them as a souvenir?"

I then pull another part of the present out of the box and have her stand. Bending back over, I instruct her, “Lift your foot, baby,” obeying, I slip her foot through the hole and then order her to do the same with the other foot, and then drag the material all the way up, “There, perfect fit!” I say as I stand back and admire the lace panties that now adorn her beautiful body, “Oh, I can’t forget this!” Holding up the little clit stimulator for inside the panties, I enjoy watching her facials expressions, trying to figure out exactly what it is.