Panty Novels & Stories

Andrew remained seated in the pantry chair as Alice emerged from the room, wearing white hot pants that showcased her slender and smooth legs. Paired with a Sabrina model top that also displayed her sexy shoulders with a low-cut design. Andrew grumbled in frustration because he couldn't bear the thought of another man enjoying Alice's sexy body. Only he had the right to everything that belonged to that woman. Still observing Alice's activities as she put her wallet into her shoulder bag, Andrew stood up and approached her.

The desk dug into the small of my back, holding me upright as he pressed forward, the hard line of his erection unmistakable against my hip through his tailored slacks. “Do you always show up to work like this… wet, bare, and so damn tempting?" he continued, voice rough with approval. “Or is today my lucky day?” I’d ditched wearing panties months ago after seeing some late-night TV segment about breathability and feminine health—best decision I’d ever made, especially now, with Blackwell’s fingers sliding against me with nothing in the way.

Her sweet chuckle conquered my eyes, it echoed in the four corners of my office. “I became wet by just listening to you earlier. I was so wet I could feel it drooling down my legs so I decided to give you my panty. Do you like it?” Clenching my jaw, I brought it on my nose and smelled it. Fucking so good. This is the panty she was wearing, meaning to say she doesn’t wear any underwear right now. Fucking whore. I grabbed her arms and pinned her against the wall. “Do you really want me to punish you, hmm?”

Chapter 15: Nicky "Do you think I look good or are you lying to me because I'm your friend?" Nicky looked like a model who had just gotten out of Victoria's Secret runway. Her long legs, thin body, and completely symmetric face were the perfect combination. And not to mention her charming French accent, she was truly a delight. She was trying a cute little dress and cared about Gigi's opinion. Even though Gigi hadn't been studying Fashion for that long, in her friends' fantasy she was already better than Donatella Versace herself.

Who would have thought steel-capped boots would be a turn-on? .... Love that hat.... As she bends, I'm tugging at her belt, pulling her jeans around her knees. I take a moment to enjoy the sight of her pink, white-cotton-panty be-clad derriere, then the panties follow, to dangle by her knees also.... It's certainly not rape. She's grinning from ear to ear, but it has a frisson of Not Allowed about it… "Ah, that's a fine sight. Love the boots."

That thought brought a surge of jealousy which I squashed or he'd call me out for pouting again. We reached the teddies and I tried to fight a blush. Most were some sort of see-thru material but the one that caught his eye was only straps. Pink lines that would crisis cross my entire body. It would leave nothing to the imagination and would be perfect for a sex club. There was a garter belt and panties to match and Daniel grabbed them all after asking me what size. Next, he went over to the baby doll section. I immediately reached for a turquoise one with a pleated skirt. Daniels smirk said I made a good choice, then he led me over to the bras. They were so pretty. My eyes caught on a dark b

I was less and less focused on the TV show but rather, my gaze went from her pretty face over her tight dress down to her beautiful legs, encased in the 15 denier tan and almost see-through pantyhose. I admired her cute little Asian feet as they were so close to me, encased in these nylons, and maybe just waiting for some attention. My hands slowly moved over Susan's amazing body, from her head over her breasts and sex down to her pantyhosed legs and feet. Susan giggled as I caressed her pantyhose-encased feet and legs, as she knew how much of a turn-on they were for me.

"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 al

It felt like a hug but it didn't last long before she jumped down. She looked for her pants and as she did, I watched her petite body. Her round ass and her ever sexy waist. “Did I help you forget? Him?” I asked, watching her wear her panties? “Yes. And, “ she turned to me and gave me an overall look. “The same way I want you to forget this ever happened.” Ah, I chuckled and she raised her head, while pulling down her gown. “How is that possible, ehen? What adult wears Mickey mouse panty? I don't think I can ever see that, Normani.” I smirked and I watched her eyes go wide and her cheeks heated up.

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.