Panties Stories Novels & Stories

"Down. Now. You're wasting our precious time." They pushed me onto the wet grass, kicking my legs open, my dress pulling up. "Push your panties to your ankles. We wanna see that famous cunt." I dragged the thin fabric off my waist, down my knees and to my ankles, trailing my legs. My bare cunt lips was soaked, clit sticking out long and swollen like it always does when I was worked up. Slowly spreading my knees, panties hanging uselessly, keeping me in check, exposing everything for their eyes. "Fuuuckkkk...."Connor whistled. "Look at that fat wet gash. Clit's already begging for attention."

The store was empty except for a young attendant at the far end, busy cleaning something behind the counter. I moved slowly through the aisles, letting my fingers brush over lace and silk as I lazily shuffled through the displays. I paused at one set that barely qualified as clothing and wondered how anyone was even supposed to wear it. I picked it up… a blue pair of panties with a tiny matching top that surely couldn’t cover anything — then set it aside and kept walking. Different sets in red, black, pink, and white filled the racks. My fingers trailed over the fabrics as I wandered deeper into the store until I reached what looked like the costume section.

She said, acting as if she was trying to pull it down but she wasn't doing anything. "So showing much of your thighs isn't incident?" Randy asked, checking her outfits again. There was no doubt she was blessed witha beautiful skin. "It's Just My leg and nothing else. My pink pantie is not showing." "Enough! I didn't asked you the colour of your panties. Go and change to a more decent cloth. I don't want to see you in this type of dress in this house again. If you want to keep working here, always dress decently." Randy warned.

"It's simple..they only want your panty" "What? My..what?.." "Calm down okay? Let me explain.. they want to see your panty wet with pussy juice..that's all" What the hell? "My panty wet with pussy juice.. Well that's not possible now..cause I washed all my panties.." I tried to discard it with the silliest excuse. Why is Blake doing this to me? "I know..I mean..we can give them the one you're wearing!" "No!" I shouted. ".I mean..it's not wet.." I rephrased again not wanting to get him pissed.

She opened her mouth and wanted to say something but nothing came out. “ Tell us,what really happened? Why are you with a pantie?” Another snapped at her. “ Can't a lady have an extra pantie in her bag when the need arrives, when she's in an urgent situation like a soon to be menstrual flow?” Jayden barked and everyone turned to his direction. He focused his gaze on the worker holding the red pantie in his index finger and matched towards him. “ Sir, you know it happened so fast and we….” Before he could finish his statement Jayden took a step forward and struck a hard hit on his face and the pantie fell from his index finger.

“Look at the pant that you want to wear and go out. Jezz! It even has holes and has been sewn at several places. I cannot believe a young, beautiful lady like you will be comfortable wearing this nonsense that you call a pant. Hmm!” Madam Alora sniffed the brown pant and threw it to the floor. She picked up the red G-string pant that Janet had brought out and raised it up. Madam Alora said, “Look at the kind of pant that beautiful ladies like you are supposed to be wearing. Classic pant that will bring out your sexy, curvy shapes, and not some local, stinking, dirty pant.” Lara frowned as she didn't like the beautiful red pant in Lady Alora's hand. She replied, “What's anyone's business with

Her pussy was puffy and sore, her asshole burned with every movement, and the thick leather collar around her neck was a constant reminder of what she was now. Diego walked in smelling like gunpowder and sweat. He tossed a cheap bundle of clothes onto the bed. “Dress. We’re going to a party.” She picked up the scraps. A black pleated skirt so short it would show the bottom of her ass if she bent even a little. A sheer red crop top that was basically see-through. No bra and no panties, cheap black stilettos that pinched her feet. “I can’t go out like this,” she said, voice hoarse from screaming the night before.

“C’mon. It was good for a start and with time, you would get better. Did you enjoy the vibrator panties?” “I mean your fantasies are wild are weird and it is kinda hard to keep up but i think i can keep up with it.” He moved his hand to my back and rubbed it, kissing my forehead. “It is going to be fine and i know you would keep up, it is just all new and fascinating experiences for sexual pleasure.” “Yah…maybe that was how Frandy and Liam got it at the right foot, they probably go wild together in bed.” My heart sank and the flashback of the sight of them having sex ran through my mind again.

My head spun, my thighs shook. I came hard, fast, knees buckling against the partition. Stars behind my eyes. When the aftershocks faded, I was panting, forehead pressed to the cool metal door. My panties were ruined…sodden, stretched out of shape. I peeled them off, the lace dragging slick against my skin, and for a second I thought about stuffing them in my purse. Then I thought…fuck it.

She went out front to gather the lingerie pairs that Zhi Rou was looking at before in her size and got thongs, hot pants and panties for her. Zhi Rou was standing in a bra and panty before him and the AC in the store was on. He wanted to ask her something then noticed that she had a belly button piercing. He wanted to ask her about it, but the woman came back in with many different types of lingerie, some inside boxes too.