Panty Shots Novels & Stories

The smell of her arousal is already so strong that I could cum in my pants. I twist her nipples teasingly. Her back flexes, and her legs part more as she moans. Finally, her pants drop. The last piece of clothing on her body makes me growl. Teal lace booty cut panties that match her eyes perfectly meet my hungry gaze. Precum leaks out of my hard cock. I unzip my pants and free him. I leave my clothes on, loving that she is bare to me.

Her cheeks were pink, her eyes smoky, her lips full and shiny as she ran her tongue across them. Slowly, putting on a show for herself, Toni unbuttoned the shirt and let it hang open. Her skimpy white panties were sheer enough to let the black tuft of her pubic hair show through. The crotch of the panties was damp, clinging, outlining the cleft of her pussy.

Fingers trembling slightly, she untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside lay a pair of sleek black panties, the fabric smooth and lacy at the edges, but what made her cheeks heat was the small, discreet vibrator embedded right at the crotch, its shape molded perfectly to press against her most sensitive spots. The device was matte black, seamless, designed to hum against her clit and slip just inside her entrance if positioned right. Aurelia's breath caught, her body responding traitorously, a rush of warmth pooling between her thighs despite the cool breeze drifting through the cracked window. She could picture Ronan's smirk, his commanding voice in her mind, urging her to obey. The tho

Enjoying this newfound spotlight, I subtly adjusted my pose, still topless, allowing him an unhindered view. An impulse, wild and unbidden, seized me. I began to walk around, clad in nothing but my vibrant red panties, deliberately showcasing the curve and swell of my buttocks. Roberts watched, a silent, intense observer, his eyes never leaving my form as his hand continued its rhythmic stroking of his erect penis.

"Down. Now. You're wasting our precious time." They pushed me onto the wet grass, kicking my legs open, my dress pulling up. "Push your panties to your ankles. We wanna see that famous cunt." I dragged the thin fabric off my waist, down my knees and to my ankles, trailing my legs. My bare cunt lips was soaked, clit sticking out long and swollen like it always does when I was worked up. Slowly spreading my knees, panties hanging uselessly, keeping me in check, exposing everything for their eyes. "Fuuuckkkk...."Connor whistled. "Look at that fat wet gash. Clit's already begging for attention."

Panties really did not help much at all around these two because they knew how to coax my pussy into drenching them regardless. “I do believe that you promised something, love,” Xander said as his lips grazed mine without actually kissing me. He was such a tease. I stood up and pulled my shirt over my head before dropping my shorts. They both watched every movement I made as if waiting for their chance to pounce. My bra fell to the floor, and I slid my panties off. I stood bare before them with a coat of arousal gracing my thighs. It was very easy to see how badly I needed them.

My back arches and my legs shake with every movement of his fingers. Then his lips parts from mine and he takes off my pants leaving me in panties and that's when I unzip his pants and take them off. He also pulls down his boxer briefs, exposing his erection. I don't know what size an average male member is, but I'm sure Kieran is much larger than an ordinary man. It's when I catch it in my hand and start sliding it up and down its entire length.

He held my gaze, watching my every move like he had seen sin wrapped in human form. I held the waistbands of his panties and his breathe caught. He adjusted like that small movement sent a jolt of heat through him. I pulled it down. Slowly. Like I had all the time in the world to do it. The pants stretched for a good nine inches before his cock finally bounced out— Long. Hard. And thick. My breathe caught. It had been long since I saw something as beautiful. Most of the boys that I had been with barely made it past a six. and I knew that I wanted more. Something bigger. Thicker. Longer. And maybe the universe brought us back together for a reason.

The kinky room lays in a display of weird bondage sex images. My nerves are jumpy as I take in the models in bondage pants, chastity toys—especially the males, yokes, anal hooks, spreader bars, pussy clamps, bondage bed. I step closer, watching each of the pictures intently as my heart jack-knife against the wall of my chest. Grazing my fingertips at some of the pictures, I find out it’s somehow turning me on. Am I sort of insane? How can be so turned on seeing this?

She dropped the panties, stinging slightly against my shaft as they came snapping down. Oh god, and there I was, with my stiff cock pressing into her ass. Her snug panties were pinning my pole to the skin. I began to pump back and forth, instinctively, lustily. The head of my cock poked free of her waistband. It shot out into the fresh air as I thrust forward once again, this time causing a rush of precum to expel from the tip and drip down onto her ass.