Panty Note Novels & Stories

Nathan chuckled darkly. "No, don't..." I started to say, but it was too late. The pencil skirt I wore was thankfully bunched up at my hips, but my tights and panties were torn off my body. The loud rips filled the air and strangely made me giggle. "I liked those panties." "Well, get another one," Nathan said. I felt him press up behind me, his cock lined up at my entrance. I rolled my hips and moaned. My phone rang just as he was about to enter me.

I hurriedly ran to it and picked it up. I soon emptied the content on the bed and my eyes widened at the decent pair of loose grey pant and a small white shirt, but no undies were in sight. "These aren't mine," I mused as I stared at it. There was a note inside the bag too and something else that looked incredibly familiar. I hurriedly read through it.

Ana grumbled, her tone tinged with a hint of petulance as she pouted slightly. "I'm here to chase away your weariness, and all it takes is my touch," Richard murmured huskily, his hand sliding beneath her dress with a confident smile, knowing that Ana's reluctance was only fleeting. However, his touch soon encountered something unexpected as he felt her panty. Perplexed, he explored further, his curiosity piqued. "What's this?" Richard questioned, his tone laced with confusion. "It's a pad," Ana sighed in response, her tone resigned as she explained.

I ask, my fingers wrapping around the impossibly thin waistband of her crimson panties. “Five-hundred-something,” she replies, his voice high and thin in her chest. A ridiculous amount for such a small speck of fabric, but I’ve bought bottles at the club for ten times that price. I tear them off her hips, flinging them onto the floor. “No panties, tonight, darling.”

Dante smiled and took the vibrating panties up, staring at it with a smirk. Elena looked up at it, the sight of it was already making her pussy throb. “What's is that for daddy?” “This? It's a vibrating panties and daddy is going to use it on you.” Elena felt her pussy moisten a bit more and she stared at it with anticipation. anything that would be filling her cunt up by Dante’s command surely turned her on. “I am eagerly waiting,” she whispered and his brows quick. He gave her a not-so-innocent smirk. Then his brows suddenly knitted into three lines, and his voice as raspy as ever.

She picked it up slowly, fingers cautious. Inside, a small note. “Aisle seat next time. Easier access.” And beneath it… three freshly laundered panties. One red. One lace. One black silk. Each neatly folded. Each warm, as if recently handled. Riley’s cheeks flushed. Cassie peeked over her shoulder, saw the contents, and stifled a gasp. Lena appeared seconds later. “Is that what I think it is?” Riley just nodded. None of them said anything more.

Please, not the short ones with plunging necklines, high slits, or low backs. Wait—where are my panties? A note slipped from the clothes. ‘Sorry, ma'am. I forgot to pack your panties. I'll send them tomorrow morning.' Mrs. Chukwuemeka! How could she do this to me? She was supposed to be on my side of the fence!

Definitely the kind of dress that would have all eyes on me the second I stepped into a room. And under the dress was… lingerie. I lifted the scrap of lace and satin with two fingers, heat creeping up my neck. A matching panty—barely-there and sexy as hell. Finally, I noticed the small envelope at the bottom of the box. I opened it and read the note in Kaito’s familiar handwriting: “Wear them. I’ll scoop you up when I get there. You need to let off some steam, and this is the best way to do it. – K.”

‘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.

There were various items on display for ladies ranging from face mask, lipsticks, bags, shoes, dresses, and lots more that speaks about ladies. As expected, the ladies he came across were gushing over one thing in their own respective space. He was the only male in this section. There was absolutely no way he can sneak around without them noticing him. He gained their attention when his tall figure walked in through that door. Feeling the gazes on him, he couldn't help but feel more embarrassed. Not because of their stares but because of what he came here to get. A sexy red panty. He stopped on the shelves lining up with panties of different sizes and colors. He could have sent one of his me