Peed Panties Novels & Stories

This and the Brazilian-style bikini panties below were quite modest in their cut and coverage – but actually not modest at all, being made of a sheer see-through mesh which was overlaid at only a few key points by a pretty floral pattern in crocheted lace. There followed some retro-influenced matching sets which had hints of 1930s corseted restraint and 1950s glamour-doll flounce. There were also several teddies, stylish sheer camisole tops, French knickers and skirted panties, and a gorgeous fly-away front babydoll and she looked simply adorable in all of them. The final sequences were bras and panties, sometimes accompanied by a suspender belt and stockings and sometimes by hold-ups or pre

The panties were very small, very petite and covered only the hair of her pubic area, which again was visible through the thin covering. Cathy wore panties like these, Sandra thought, she called them thongs and until now she would never have considered wearing them herself. The truth was, they were quite comfortable, and very sexy. She turned around in front of the mirror and gasped at the sight of her exposed bottom, with just a tiny black string of delicate lace showing above the top of her buttocks and around her waist. Sexy was definitely the idea with these things. “Sandra?” Creighton called from the other room.

Amber’s nipples were almost as hard as my cock. The short skirt was the next to go. She thrust out her chest as she reached behind her waist to release the skirt’s button and zipper. She was then swaying in front of me in nothing but the smallest of silky pink bikini panties. The pink panties wonderfully accented her beautiful light brown skin. The crotch of her panties was already soaked with her juices. A few brief strokes to her pubic mound with her flattened hand, and the panties were quickly cast aside.

But damn, he didn’t expect it to be Sakura and Darcy modeling the sexy pieces. As he gazed at her, he thought how exotic and desirable she was. Everything about her was perfection in that erotic outfit. Long legs in thigh-high stockings of white and pink with small beads and crystals lining the hems. Then there were those sexy panties that hugged intimately around her butt, showing just how shapely and firm she was. The waist of the panties, too, was lined with small beads and crystals. And then the bra. Fuck! Pink silk and white lace cupping those beautiful breasts in the most enticing way, thrusting the boobs upward, showing off the shape and soft flesh that made men want to weep with joy.

Lena drags me to a different shop. A naughty shop. “Do you want to buy something?” I ask her. She smirks and replies, “Not me but you, darling.” She takes me towards a section and browses for a while. Eventually, she hands me a set that makes my pussy clench. What should I call it? It’s a skin color see-through lingerie. A one piece bodysuit made for naughty purposes. “I thought the crotchless panties were naughty.” I mumble to her and she laughs.

First, she chose a dainty pair of pale blue panties and matching silk bra. “Davin, will you assist please?” She asked. “Of course, Love.” I said, only too happy to be touching her. They were a perfect fit and they cupped her voluptuous breasts and left a small dimple where her nipples pressed out. Perfect. Next, she looked over the pants and pulled out a pair of faded jeans. She laughed happily and slipped them on. Perfect, they stretched over her rounded ass, accentuating her curves.

Before Angel could say anything, Phoebe had dragged her down every aisle in the store. A variety of the best quality women's underwear and lingerie were sold there. Angel was a little dizzy looking at the price tags for each of the mini-thin underwear. The price was almost equivalent to one month's salary. “What do you think about this one? Which does Xander prefer, the two-piece or the one-piece?” Phoebe showed her black and nude lingerie in different styles. Angel thought for a moment, then shook her head.

he growled after paying. “You forgot something” we turned to see Pierre; the poor man was carrying all the bags “The underwear is missing.” "Ah, fuck,” Alex groaned, squeezing my hand even more. Pierre started laughing as he guided us to "La perla", the most beautiful underwear store I had ever seen. “Don't these people know what cotton is?” mumbled Alex annoyed “These clothes are transparent allover” "Hey, Abbie, check this out." I looked confused at the diaphanous "cloth” that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips.

I thought holding out a peach set of panties and bra from Selena’s underwear drawers in her reach-in closet, I saw at one part of the closet the underwear I got her when I went shopping. “It seems she’s opened them, but why does she have them placed separately?” I muttered under my breath, reaching for the shopping bag to try out the new ones I got her. A black lacy set, a silk maroon set, and what seems to look like a magenta colour I guess. I decided to try out the black set but the panties were too tight and the hook wouldn’t reach each other. “This seems small” I mumbled before reaching for another one which turns out too big, another one seem too uncomfortable, the hook was pressing aga

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,