Panty Dropper Sticker Novels & Stories

So unsatisfied with mere fingers. Like a girl starved of cọ́ck, I grabbed his pants ready to tear the zippers open. “Can't wait huh?” he chuckled, smirking. Yes, I can't fuvking wait! He dragged down his pants and his hard monstrous cọ́ck dangled out in all of its glory. My body quaked. “You want this…” he groaned, stroking himself. I gulped hard, my body quivering. “You want this…” “Yes, I want it…I want your big cọ́ck stuffed inside me!”

He took it and looked at it carefully. “Nice panty huh, power pop girls... pfft why is there a hole?” I just bowed in embarrassment. It’s embarrassing that“Shut up.” He said seriously. He power-pophe towel that covered my body. I didn’t cover my body even though I’m shy of him.too big. I heard him laugh. “Don’t worry, I’ll buy you panties. What design do you still want? Those pikachu, doraemon or maybe--“ “T-That’s enough, just dress me up to finish.” He slowly put my panties on me. “H-Hey, don’t stare at that!”

and "please please..... Please!!!" He undid the fastnings of my selwar as he sucked and bit my skin; now marred with lovebites. He sharply pulled it off my legs and sat face to face with my dripping wet pussy. I had forgotten that I was not wearing a panty ,that it was in his room drying as we did this sinful act.He smiled at me from between my legs. "Its like a wild river down here, look it's even soaking the table"I bit my lips as I sat there exposed and trembling."

Shit. Then comes the worst part-her panties are ripped down, and he steps back, proudly showing her dripping pussy to the us. Her folds glisten, painted in her own desire, milky release sliding down her thighs. His lips curl into a smug smirk and-fuck-he looks right at me.

Quickly making my way to my own room, I took my shirt off. Then I peeled my yoga pants down my legs while sitting on the edge of my bed. Staring at them, I gasped softly. Lifting them up, I held the pants in front of my face and stared at the crotch. Holy hell. The entire waist area of them was dark pink, almost red. They were completely drenched. I'm not even sure why I did it, but I scrunched the fabric together and then twisted the pants between my hands, wringing the fabric. Liquid dripped onto my bare legs. Good lord, Marianne! I hadn't realized how juicy my cunt had become. Just from trying to seduce my dad.

“Good. You’ll feel every breeze. Every shift of your thighs. You’ll remember who owns that hole even when I’m not touching it.” I swallow hard. “Stockings next.” I roll them out. They’re long,up to mid-thigh, with a wide lace band at the top. “And the pouch.” I open it. Inside: a slim black plug. Stainless steel, flared base, a small red jewel at the end. “For later,” he says. “You’ll wear it under the panties. Keep you stretched. Keep you thinking about what’s coming.” My cock twitches against my zipper. “Dress for me now,” he orders. “Slowly. Describe every piece as you put it on.”

she shot back with confidence. She freed her hold on my cock and undid the button of her jeans. In one smart move, she slipped her jeans off, revealing a pair of red G-string. I held my breath for some seconds, my cock becoming wat harder than before. “Is that a dare?” I grinned in anticipation. Piper smirked, pulling her panties down slowly, revealing a neatly shaven pussy. “I'm gonna make you cum sonhard, you won't forget this pussy for years to come.”

‘Well, now you know what to do, so shut up and get changed. Damn her and her rationality. I don’t think I'll ever be able to look my cousin in the eyes again! I grab the clean panties Aiden got for me and pick up one of the square packets, confusion clouding my brain. Which one am I supposed to use? How do you even know? Deciding to just use the large one Aiden showed me earlier, I open the purple packet and peel off the sticky backing. The adhesive instantly clings to my fingers, making it ridiculously difficult to position in my underwear. It takes several attempts.

Even if I had no idea what they were or their uses. “That is a buttplug. Nipple clamps. And be careful with that…” Before those words could drop, I stumbled on another object. Some large, some small. Round edge. Like a mic. Vibrating like hell. Terrified, I dropped them as if they were hot coal, walking away as quickly as possible. “Those are vibrators. They give maximum pleasure.” I nodded, dragging my feet along. “Those are suspenders. They are good when it comes to dangling from the ceiling.”

When I was ready to do her slit she said, "Don't cover the slit. That would trap all the flow and would eventually burst and run down her leg. Leave just enough opening that the juices can flow." I took my time and found that, if I was careful, I could paint her pussy and leave the gold ring exposed. One of the other sales women came over with a blow drier and helped the latex dry. When she was dry she had a bright yellow triangle covering her pussy and two smaller yellow triangles covering her areola and nipples. She had everyone examine the paint job and touch her to see how well the latex stuck to her. Just before the group moved on she said, "Anyone who buys a jar of the latex while I'm