Panties 18 Novels & Stories

"We can't Fiona it's wrong." She took his hands and put them on her perfect breasts. Then she pulled down her tiny boy short panties, showing him her pussy with its neatly trimmed red landing strip. "It's not wrong. It's frowned on and maybe illegal, but I don't care, I'm gonna get that monster in my pussy, or you aren't getting out of this room."

When Elayne had said she was wearing matching panties, she'd really meant it. Not only were they the same, sexy black silk, but somehow they were even more revealing than her bra was. I could instantly tell that she was completely shaven as well as getting a near-perfect view of her incredible pussy. From the look of things, my sister was just as turned on as I was. It took all of my self-control to not shove my head into her crotch to try and eat her out.

I am wearing white cotton panties to round out the schoolgirl look. "I've been such a bad girl lately," I say to the camera, cupping a breast with one hand and stroking my panties with the other. "I've been thinking about what it would be like to be with an older man - what it would be like to feel his hands on my body, what it would be like to feel his cock inside of me. I know I'm only 19, but I've been having such naughty thoughts." The comments scroll even faster. "Take your panties off,"

It had everything to do with the swollen pink kitty between her thighs. Beau bent at the waist, and I almost swallowed my tongue. Right at the back, at the center of her skirt, there was a split that was high enough to give me a subtle peek at her panties beneath. Lace. Purple. Cheekies. "Stand up," left me on a pained grunt, the sound near animalistic and she bolted upright. Even standing straight and with her back to me, she was a temptress in this black little number. It molded over every delicate curve of her frame. "Walk back over to me."

The triangle ran down and disappeared into the crack of her ass. My dick was throbbing by this point. I could remember feeling sensations of almost reaching an orgasm just from the friction of my rock hard shaft against my pants. "So show me!" Ms. P demanded sliding her panties down her hips then letting them fall to the floor. " Yea, your cocks boys! I want to see those hard dicks". We bashfully undid out buttons and zippers. Slowly pulled our pants down about halfway to our knees. I couldn't help but notice the impressive size of Jake's meat stick as it came flying up from his jeans once they were down far enough to the monster free. I swear i felt my own dick smack my stomach as it bounce

I was just hanging up the dishtowel when she called down, "Daniel, could you come up here for a minute?" I went upstairs and found her standing in front of her mirror in heels, hose and nothing else. She had a pair of pink panties in one hand and a pair of black ones in the other. "What do you think baby? Which ones are the sexiest?" I pointed at the black. "Do you really think so?" She looked at them and then back at me. "Should I model them for you or would you rather not waste your time taking them off me?" She saw the look on my face and I saw that little smile as she said, "I thought so." She tossed the panties aside and walked toward me.

She spread her legs wider giving Chris total ass and pussy access. Chris helped her by pulling her panties down and finally over her feet. She wanted it so bad. She pleaded, "Please baby, Please..." Chris slid two fingers deep into her pussy as he felt Beth's hand still jerking his cock. Beth had wiggled the large oversized Santa pants down to his thighs and his cock was openly in her view. "Oh Yes.." she moaned as his fingers slid out and over her asshole spreading the warm wet pussy juices. "Give me the panties" she told Chris.

Everything that always should have been hers in this lifetime, but was stolen from her at birth by being born into the whole ass wrong family. She slid her dress off and kicked it to the side and got out of her shoes and undergarments as quickly as possible. She took off everything but her black laced t-back panties. She took a quick glance in the mirror and she smiled. She absolutely loved the way those panties made her tight, round ass look even better. She blew herself a kids and gave a little wink as she slowly opened the bathroom door again.

I frown at him, sure I must be hearing wrong, because that cannot be an actual word. “Did you just come up with that?” I ask sardonically. “Nope. It’s an actual thing. Panties for men. Designed to be comfortable and sexy," he says, running his thumb over the silk edge. "And very breathable." "You would actually wear that?" I’m already picturing him in it and I have no idea why it’s affecting me this way, but I’m overheating. "Under my jeans? Sure." He shrugs, holding the black lace up against his denim to check the contrast.

In some time, she whispered that her cunt is waiting for me, and she is leaking a lot of juices. I kissed her and moved my hand inside her saree on her panty now, and it was really, really very wet. I asked her to remove her panty and hand it over to me. She was a little surprised but complied with my demand. When I got the panty, I smelled and licked her panty where her pussy was. She was looking at me like what the hell is the guy doing. I licked it for some time, and then I kept her panty in my pocket and told her she will never get the panty back as I am gonna keep it as a special gift. After listening to this, she was very happy and kissed my lips again. We started our kissing scene aga