Pleasure Panty Novels & Stories

I love the rush of the tingles of pleasure that my eyes bring whenever I lay them on her. And god, laying them on her now is earning me a rather aching hard-on which I have no desire to even hide at the present moment. Now, this is done for only two reasons, first the obvious of just seeing her, the second being that whatever it is that she is wearing is sending my heart racing in only but one way. I believe they call it hotpants; well, believe me, they are hot, they are on fucking fire. Though let us not forget the tiny crop-top that she is wearing, giving my eyes the full view of that toned stomach that is only but glowing in the bright lights that cast down onto her.

He pulled me to the fitting room and I tried everything on again. But this time, I was actually amazed by how true Victor was when he told me about how comfortable these panties could be! It felt so different from men's underwear, they are so smooth, so light, and some of them even make your skin feel cool and refreshing! I never expected how powerful these panties could be! My mind was so blown! After we obtained the sets of lingeries, boxes of squishy silicone breast pads, and pairs of stockings, we went to the next stop.

She tore it open, pulling out a blue coloured one and then she infiltrated her drawer, taking out a panty. Zheme laid flat on his back, his pillow under his head as he watched her, admiring the way her ass shook with her every movement and the way her hips protruded making the smallness of her waist all the more prominent. His only thought was how perfect she was, unblemished, completely flawless and she was his, his forever.

she babbled screwing her thighs tight to stop me from pulling the fabric over her hips. “This is for your own good love.” I pulled the pants up angling the dildo between her legs at the same time. Once the pants were secured I pressed the button the remote slow steady pulses not enough to bring her satisfaction but enough to work her up she would be edging for hours. “Please Carter … don’t do this,” she pleaded as I leaned over her.

She yawned tirelessly but as she thought to stepped out, she realized she was still in her maid uniform and hadn't even taken it off yet and she had only two uniform unlike Aria, Nora and Nova that had many. She sighed and took off her uniform and decided to take a quick bath. It skipped her mind the previous day that the pant she had wore wasn't her normal pant and the paht was a gift from her best friend Nancy Leo, and Nancy had told her it was the lastest pant most young ladies wore and that had prompted her to wore it as Nancy actually bought a dozen pieces for her. She love the paht nonetheless as the pant had brought out her big buttocks and didn't seemed to pack her butt like the prev

"What is wrong with you? Let me go!" Ignored her plead for freedom, I reached for the waistband of her short skirt and wrestled it down to her knees, exposing her white panties. It was contrasted nicely with her ass cheeks and it was soaked with a little cum. The sight of cum on her panties brought me raw pleasure and I knew my efforts were not in vain. It also went on to confirm the fact that she wanted it. Wasting no time, I hooked the waistband of the panties and pulled it down to her knees. She screamed in revulsion.

It would help, at least for now. I slid back into bed, clutching my little secret as I settled into the pillows, letting the tension melt away. I leaned on the bedside nightstand ,pulled open the drawer to get my moisturiser and squeezed some on my hand before tossing the bottle back in the drawer. I lay back on the pillows and side my hand down my belly button, down into my shorts. I was not wearing any panties . When the cold cream touched my overheated slit of my mound, a shiver ran down my body. I ran my palm on my slit , my eyes fell close in the bless with each contact on my clit . My lips parted. My hands massaged the overheated flesh in slow motion, gathering the anticipation in my l

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

I wonder what he’s thinking. But I watch him continue. His eyes dart to the zipper of my white pants, and he unbuttons them as well. The anticipation is already killing me. After unzipping, he peels the pants off my legs. Fortunately, I chose the right underwear today. A white-lace string panty that barely covers my pussy. “Beautiful pussy.” He runs his thumb over my clitoris over the thin fabric. With a simple word and gesture, my skin is already burning. He hooks his forefinger on the cloth and pushes the panties to the side. “This pussy is mine.”

The image is so vivid, so real, that a rush of heat surges through me, leaving me damp, throbbing. I glance at him. He’s still asleep. Perfect. I bite my lip, fighting with myself, but the need is too great. I let my hand slide under the thin fabric of my skirt. My fingers brush over my panties , already soaked , and I inhale sharply. I press harder, rubbing myself, letting the pleasure build. My eyes close, and a quiet moan escapes my lips before I can stop it. Then I feel it , warm breath, right against my cheek.