Panties Stories Novels & Stories

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,

he said weakly. I kept going, wanting him to go deeper into the fantasy. “When I was in my first year at high school, we had this gorgeous PT teacher. We all wore those short sports tunics to the gym, and I know six of the girls deliberately wore really tiny panties. They pulled right up into their cracks… and two of them left their panties off completely. Because it was a chance to show off to that hunk of a teacher who used to lift us up to the beams by putting his hand under our tunics around our bums… and with a bit of luck his hand would slip somewhere else. We wanted that to happen.”

The conference ends tomorrow, and I'll never see him again. I walk over, hips swaying in my pencil skirt. He watches, hungry. “Strip for me”, he says. “Slow”. I unbutton my blouse, let it fall. Bra’s lacy, black. He licks his lips. “Damn, you’re fine. Turn around.” I do, unzip the skirt, shimmy it down. Ass in thong facing him. “Bend over.” I lean forward, hands on knees. He groans. “Spread your cheeks.” Fingers hook my panties, pull aside. Cool air hits my wetness. “Fuck, look at that pretty pussy. Already dripping for me?” “Yeah,” I whisper. Voice shaky.

“Take my pants off.” I lifted my head. My teeth caught the zipper pull. I pulled slowly downward. The zipper parted with a soft rasp. She lifted her hips. I hooked my teeth into the waistband. Pulled. The pants slid down her thighs. She kicked them off. Black lace panties remained. I looked up at her. “May I take your panties off, Master?” She smiled. “You may.” I leaned in. My teeth caught the lace at her hip. Pulled gently. She lifted her hips again.

Julia whistled in admiration, "Lovely, you are beautiful. My turn now." Julia stood up and gracefully slipped off her blouse, exposing a delicate pink bra that made her look more beautiful. Linda and Kamala both gasped in awe at her figure. "You look stunning," Kamala exclaimed. Then, she noticed Julia going a step further: She began unbuttoning her jeans, eager to show her panties. Kamla and Linda gasped as Julia slowly peeled off her jeans, revealing a matching set of lacy pink panties that made her butt appear more prominent. Her panties did little to cover her womanhood while her pubic hair peeked out from the edges.

So, I snatched the panties from his hand and marched into the bathroom, hooking my fingers into my current underwear and pulling it off. I shoved them into the plastic bag, knowing that Tyler would want them—or at least, one of them would. They were all fucked up in the head anyhow. After pulling out the clean, fresh pair, I furrowed my brows at them and eyed them for any sort of … weirdness. Those boys hadn’t come to this store to buy normal lingerie. But the more I examined it, the more normal it looked. Deciding that the piece of clothing wasn’t going to destroy my pussy somehow, I pulled them on under my dress and blew out a deep breath. They were a bit tight around the inner thigh area,

I had never been this turned on in my life. Lena pressed two fingers against my pussy through the soaked fabric and rubbed slow, firm circles over my swollen clit. “You’ve been walking around with this desperate little pussy aching for your best friend’s sister for years. Such a dirty secret.” “Yes…” I breathed, my voice shaking. She shoved my panties to the side and dragged two fingers through my slippery folds, coating them in my juices. “So fucking wet. You’re making a mess already, baby.” Without warning, she pushed both fingers deep inside me in one smooth thrust.

I asked nervously. "Look, how is it? Isn't it perfect!" Mom exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. Oh my goodness! This was probably the most daring underwear I'd ever seen! It had cut-out sides and was a T-back. What is this? I'd have to shave to wear this panty! "Wow, I like it, Mom. I'm sure it will fit Alexis perfectly," Zac chimed in, pretending to be excited. He even smiled at me, as if saying, "I got my revenge," bwahaha.

Ariel Marie P.O.V: A week later... It's been a week, and they are still rude and mean to me. Just yesterday in our room. They took out all my underwear and hung it up on the flagpole. I had to go to the store to buy all new underwear. So, I went to the mall to Victoria's Secret and got white, red, and black panties. They are sexier than my old ones. I got thongs. So, no panties now. So, I am going bare ass. So, I am getting my stuff ready for school. Today is our first day of class. I am in my English Lite class. I can't wait to go there to study and learn more about how the writers felt as they wrote.

"Why not?. While I love my 1940's fashions, I've taken them about as far as I can. I was thinking about trying out a whole new look. Only when they can't fire me without cause, of course. And these days of #MeToo, no woman will get fired for what she wears." Anna draped a few hangers of clothes over the back of a chair. She stood beside the bed, where I could gaze on her spectacular form from head to toe. "I'll start with Couture Ultra-gloss seamless, crotchless pantyhose." She stood over me and held the legs of the pantyhose high. She dragged the filmy legs over my skin, from my feet to my face. Goosebumps and shivers flowed along my skin in their wake. "Gorgeous, aren't they?" Anna sat in