Panty Poop Stories Novels & Stories

“You’ve got to tell me he’s great in bed. If not, lie.” I smile conspiratorially. “I don’t need to lie.” Her squeal hurts my eardrums. “Damn girl, he’s hotter in person than on TV. Don’t you dare tell Reg I said this but that man is a walking wet panty advertisement. Ugh,” she groans loudly. “What?” “Please tell me you’ve bought better underwear?” My face heats. “He loves my white panties. Now stop embarrassing me.” She shakes her head. “No man loves white panties. With your ass cheeks you need a thong.”

The man was quick to unhook my bra, causing my boobs to jump out, and kneeled on the floor to get me out of my panties. "Don't. I'll do it," I insisted. I don't like him seeing kneeling on the floor. He hooked his thumb into the panty and kissed my center before slowly pulling the panty down. His eyes like a magnet remained on my crotch as the fabric unveiled what was behind it to him. I saw his throat rolling up and down as he stared dazedly at my crotch. His intense and hungry stare brought color to my cheeks. This was too obscene to be happening.

I could hardly hear anything but my grunts and her breathing. I heard her pulling down the zipper of my pants. I do not care anymore. Because I even helped her until she lowered it, leaving my white cottony underwear. I winced when I remembered my undies had a small hole. It is so embarrassing. I never thought we would end up like this. I was the one who finally undressed it in front of her, trying not to show my panty with that hole. She might laugh if she sees that my panty is air-cooled.

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 .

Years ago I used to work construction. I had only worked there for about a month but my foreman and I became pretty good friends. He was a 45 year old man and I was only 22. Every once in a while we would go and have a beer or two after work. He would always be talking about the problems he was having with his wife. I’d try to help with advice but I don’t think I was any good at it. One night he was giving me a ride home and he mentioned something about how if she just gave him head once in a while it would relieve a lot of stress. I jokingly said “I’ll relieve it for you”. He kind of took a double take at me and we both laughed. After about 5 more minutes of driving he randomly pulled into

“Hey there are so many rectangular-shaped here, you gypsy!” [Oh really, wait I’ll just send you the photo.] I waited for five seconds before I finally received her message. I went to the stall where there are pads stocked on it and grabbed all of them then I went to a mall to buy panties. I was looking at a red lace underwear when one of the salesladies appeared beside me. "Sir, are you trying to buy some undies for your girlfriend?" "Yes, she has a period." I held another black laced panty and noticed a group of sluts murmuring while looking at me with annoying smiles on their faces. I just glared at them and they finally ran away.

Dante deadpanned, making the sillies on the other side of the screen laugh. “She did it on you too ?” they asked while cracking up. “Yeah ! You fell for it too ?” Dante asked while chuckling. “Oh hell yeah. She told us when we were hitting puberty that it helped to make d*cks longer after we burned her dress by mistake and we believed the know-all nerd of the pack. Sheesh, we didn't know a burnt dress would get her panties all in a pretzel and our burnt d*cks too,” they answered, making Dante laugh out loud and press a kiss on my forehead fondly.

I'd hiked my skirt up, pulling my soaked panties aside while I circled my swollen clit with a ballpoint pen. I'd imagined it was a tongue there, lapping my fluids, making me cum so hard. I almost got caught too by my CFO. And let's not talk about my ridiculous p**n habits. I always searched about young studs railing older busty Milfs like myself. I loved watching the big tittied cougars get their wet cunts pounded mercilessly, moaning out loud. "Fuck me harder, you younger stud..." I wailed in the comfort of my bedroom, fingering my horny snatch.

he added. Polly found this especially amusing, just as Trent ripped the jeans down her ankles and pulled them from her feet. She laughed as my husband dove his big arms in-between her thighs, splitting them apart until her panties were on full display. “The only question now, is; does it look as good as it feels?” He laughed. “Does it look as good as it tastes?” His lips parted into a mischievous grin – the kind that I already knew quiet well; suggesting that Polly was in for the fucking of her life. She was lucky to have a man like Trent towering over her – his wide chest and big biceps landing just around her lithe frame as she eyed up toward him. She landed her back against the carpet, as

A lot of time had passed while we were having fun and we barely had a half an hour to get her back home. "There's something I forgot to do last night. Did you leak all day?" She hid her face in her hands. "Todd!" "Stop it, you're my woman I can ask you those things, just like you can ask me anything. Now, did you leak into your panties all day?" "Yes, but I used tissue if you must know." "You don't have panty liners?" "I've never needed them before but my mom has some, oh crap I can't believe I just told you that."