Panty Poop Novels & Stories

She had no panties—just a totally shaved gash, pink and glistening. "Oh, Bobby!" she moaned again. "Just fuck me! Fuck me while everyone else here watches. I wanna show them what a fucking tramp I am!" Bobby didn't need to be told twice. He unzipped his fly, whipped out his cock (didn't anyone here wear underwear?) and pressed it up against Hot Pants' sopping wet quim. "Yeah, that's it!" Hot Pants sang. "Fuck me there! I want to be abused tonight, Bobby. Abuse me like a trashy little fuck-slut!"

The triangle ran down and disappeared into the crack of her ass. My dick was throbbing by this point. I could remember feeling sensations of almost reaching an orgasm just from the friction of my rock hard shaft against my pants. "So show me!" Ms. P demanded sliding her panties down her hips then letting them fall to the floor. " Yea, your cocks boys! I want to see those hard dicks". We bashfully undid out buttons and zippers. Slowly pulled our pants down about halfway to our knees. I couldn't help but notice the impressive size of Jake's meat stick as it came flying up from his jeans once they were down far enough to the monster free. I swear i felt my own dick smack my stomach as it bounce

Elena’s POV Tell me… should I close my legs and pretend that my panties is not hanging around my ankles like the slut I am? Or play the superwoman, grab the soaked thong and dip it in my purse while the ‘fucking’ god himself watches? Or maybe I should take my panties, sniff it in and run my tongue along the wet area… Say I go further and spread my legs so he sees how wet and sloppy the real pot is. Shit! Shit!!

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,

Flinging out more clothes from the drawer and not seeing my favorite lingerie makes me curse. “Where the hell are they?” I bark into the air, surging to my feet with a rapidly beating heart. Wheezing a breath, I walk into the bathroom and into my small walk-in closet, riffling through the heap of panties. “Omigod!!!! Where are my favorite panties!!?” I yell, feeling so emotional I want to cry my eyes out. “Who took panties? Huh?” I breathe out, wheezing, panting. How is it possible ten of my favorite panties have gone poof!? I ponder, my head hammering.

There was one of those long bare legs that I had so often imagined wrapped around my head. Kathy had let her legs spread wider, and she shifted her butt on the table and raised her left knee higher than her right, which caused an even wider gap and more exposed thigh flesh. And now there they were, in clear daylight—her panties. Silk and shiny. And lavender. Her hands were on the hem of her dress and seemed to be pulling up on it with her palms. With her chest out, it looked like she was posing for me. I could even see the bulge of her pussy mound as the silky panties clung to it.

She turned to me and said, “You wanna see me peeing standing up?” “Why, sure,” I said. She lifted up her skirt. She was wearing skimpy white panties which she pulled down so they dropped to her feet. Bending her knees just a small she began to urinate, the thick stream of yellow pee splashing onto the car parked next to theirs. “I need to go too,” said Greg. He unzipped his pants and extricated his penis, and began to piss onto the same spot. Not wanting to be left out, I did the same. As I pissed, they looked with

"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.

This time so loud that even Alicia heard it . Emily held her stomach with her hand and ran upstairs as fast as her legs would carry her . Micheal exchanged a worried look with his mom . Emily got into the bathroom and was more than glad to get rid of her panties . She couldn't breathe properly as the p** came in . No , not came , they came gushing in like a destroyed dam out her anus . She closed her eyes and groaned , inciting more p**s that she never knew existed in her stomach to come out .

It's a female's panties. And not just any female's underwear, it's Lily's!!!