Peed Panties Novels & Stories

The bra keeps the girls in but barely - size does matter and my girls are large and all natural waiting to be played with. LimberJack: so you are well endowed, gtk ;) LonelyGirl: are you? LimberJack: my hands and feet are big. what do you think? LonelyGirl: I think those big hands are giving me ideas on how you'd touch me. LimberJack: please tell me you are wet. check for me baby girl. There was no need to check, I had ruined my panties which were simple black cotton night time underwear; although now I want a burgundy lace lingerie set. Add it to my list of things to get while I'm shopping this weekend.

"Why did you do that for!?" "Humph, that's for because you are lying." Persia murmured while licking her lips with a mischievous smile. "So I got pranked instead, huh." I took a handkerchief from my pocket and cleaned the saliva sticking to my finger. "Now eyes forward, look closely~" Persia said to me. Persia naturally took a spin— where her blood-red miniskirt was swept up by the centrifugal force, revealing her pink-coloured panties with strawberry patterns.

I pull it out of my black corporate skirt, roll it up my waist till it’s over my back dermal piercings, and knot it in front, right above my navel with a dangling silver piercing. For my skirt, I take it off and settle for a short, way too short, and above-the-knee one. My favorite. The one I wear and roleplay fucking my boss while my pillow suffers my madness. The back slit isn't safe either, it runs up my thighs and barely stops below my butt. If I bend too much, I’ll give you a grand show of my panties, and the sweet cupcake squashed underneath… And trust Mr. Russo to keep dropping items. This time, I’ll be generous enough to be his personal maid.

"No Panties Day" Scarlet Louis’s command from the bathroom still echoed in my head as I got dressed. “No panties today, Scarlet. Short skirt. I want easy access whenever I want that pussy.” I obeyed. I chose a thin, pleated white mini-skirt that barely reached mid-thigh and a tight baby-blue crop top that hugged my full breasts and showed a strip of my stomach. Every time I moved, I could feel the cool air kissing my bare, still-sore pussy. Louis’s cum from the shower was still slowly leaking out of me, making my inner thighs slightly sticky.

Picking them up with two fingers, I trudged back to my seat. "Okay, I’m back." "What brand are they?" she asked, challenging me. I unfolded the panties and squinted at the tag. "La Perla," I muttered. "Did you know those are really expensive, you little wanker?" "N-no," I admitted, surprised. "I could’ve kept your money yesterday as reimbursement, and it still wouldn’t cover the cost." "S-sorry?" I stammered, unsure if she wanted an apology or payment.

I lifted my hips, and my shorts came off, but not my panties. I blushed, realizing which panties I was wearing. They were so silly -- plain white but with the Rolling Stones mouth and tongue logo right above my pussy, looking ready to eat me out. They were a gift from one of my more raunchy friends, custom made for the whole track team. Jon smirked at them. "Cute. I didn't know they made panties like that." "You can get almost anything made online, apparently." "Are those... an invitation?" he asked.

My cock lurched in my gym shorts, bulging at the front and leaking precum into my boxers as I wrapped my hand around it and groaned. My fingers and my eyes stopped at a tiny little pink thong with hearts on it that had the words “just visiting” written across the front. My jaw clenched tight, and my pulse quickened. I wasn’t sure if it was cute hot to think of innocent little Everly Price wearing such slutty panties, or if it was enraging to think that there was a possibility she’d gotten them for someone. …Some little prick who was going to find himself at the business end of my wrath if I ever learned who.

Every one of my senses is heightened. I continue to peel her out of her clothes until she is only wearing her bra and panties. They are a dark pink matching set, made mostly of sheer lace. As I sit down, she places both her hands on my legs and lowers herself onto my lap, grazing my cock with her lace-covered ass.

"Sshhh, you don't want to cry over me remember?" ************** He sat on my bed, while I moved to the other side so he could also lay down if he wanted. "I came to return this like I said earlier." He slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out a red laced panties with a black ribbon in front. The panties looked every shade of sexy, it only covered the way to the mini heaven, while the rest were like net. It looked–I gasped when I recognized it to be one of my favorite panties that I had been looking for a while now.

Stephanie extricated herself from the swimsuit and pulled a black lace bra and matching panties out of a bag. She pulled the panties on while facing away from Andrea, and so was unaware of her friend’s lustful staring. The panties were semi-transparent and a seam ran up the back so that they hugged all the curves of her bottom. Then she wriggled into the bra, which was similarly sheer. Her perky nipples were clearly visible through it.