Panties 18 Novels & Stories

“Go on.” Feeling a rush of excitement, I unwrapped the box, lifted the lid and once again, Les's surprise took my breath away. My eyes watered and I had to wipe them with the back of my hand to see the new set of panties Les got me. Not only were they in different designs but they each had a customized cartoon character on them ranging from, Winx Club, Totally Spies, Monster High, Pinky and the Brain, Disney Princesses, Marvel Characters and so on.

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.

My nipples poked through the fabric, hard and aching from all the buildup. He watched, arms crossed over his chest his expression stern, eyes raking over me. "Bra next. Show me those tits." I reached back, unhooked it with shaky fingers, letting it fall to the floor, my breasts bouncing free. They are full, C cups, heavy, and I saw his eyes linger on them, darkening. My pussy throbbed hard, fresh wetness trickling down my thigh that's exposed now without jeans to hide it. "Pants and panties, remove it, let me see those pussy."

Only afterimages of Declan can be seen as he keeps moving, ripping, and yanking their clothes and underthings off and shredding them into so many tiny chunks. In the space of five minutes, the more than one hundred fully clothed people become stark naked! Hairy pussies. Shaved pussies. Pink pussies. Black pussies. Pink clits. Black clits. Big holes. Tiny holes. Standing boobs. Sagged boobs. White skin. Black skin. Curvy bodies. Slender bodies Chubby. Big plump boobs. Medium boobs. Small boobs. Big asses. Medium asses. Small asses. Broad chests. Regular chests. Big dicks. Small dicks. Hairy dicks. Shaved dicks. Fair dicks. Black dicks. Pink caps. Red caps. Black caps. Fair balls. Black balls.

She noticed. Emily slid off the desk. Her skirt was bunched around her waist, panties still shoved to the side, soaked through. She stepped out of her heels, then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the skirt and panties together. She pushed both down her legs in one slow motion, stepping out of them. She was naked now except for the ruined silk blouse hanging off her shoulders.

“Perfect tits already begging for attention.” I tried to pull away, but the hands holding me only tightened. My skirt was next, the zipper dragged down, the fabric pooling at my ankles. I stood there in nothing but matching black lace panties and bra, the stockings still clinging to my thighs. Shame burned through me, but so did an unwelcome spark low in my belly. Their masks made them anonymous, faceless predators, and that somehow made it worse… and hotter.

It's a female's panties. And not just any female's underwear, it's Lily's!!!

“I don’t want you wearing your mother’s old underpants, and they’re too sexy for a girl your age anyway. You need new, clean underwear that belongs to you alone.” “Dad!” she laughs. “I’m eighteen! Don’t you think these underpants are a little young, though?” She holds up a pair to show me, draped over her pointer finger. It’s white cotton spattered with tiny pink flowers, and a miniature pink bow at the front of the waistband. They’re cute. “You’re seventeen,” I answer emphatically. “And no.” I frown, but I know she can see the amusement in my eyes. “Those are proper underpants. Anyway, is there someone looking at your panties who’s going to care?”

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.

Shit who the hell are you? Am alexander! He pushes her to the cold ties and rips her cloth off. Her big curvy boobs bounce out now she left with her panties which is a g spring red pant and her black heels... Am gonna punish you for teasing me ! Am excited she giggles.. Ian smirks cause he knows she won't take it later! He deep his middle finger inside her wet pussy as he slid the pants aside.. Gosh! She moans and uses her hand to tease her pussy which makes her pussy more wet as his hand slides and out of her,her hair scattered on the ties..