Pokimane Panties Novels & Stories

“You are pathetic.” Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public.” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.”

Whereas, Jean quickly came on top of her and lifted her top to see her boobs. None of them were shy or hesitant about anything at that time. They had forgotten everything and cut themselves off from reality completely only to feel pleasured. And as Jean lifted her top, Marie’s small boobs were bare, and Jean immediately started sucking her nipples one by one and changing sides very often to get the most of this feeling.

And I smirked at her while unzipping them. I flattened my palm on her stomach which was exposed already because she wore some tiny cropped sweater. Then I slid it down. Lower. Lower. Lower. Until I got to her lace panties. I looked down wanting to see them .. breaking eye contact for the first time. They were light pink and lace. I groaned. I looked back at her then leaned in slowly and began kissing her neck.. right under her ear where I knew she liked it. I sucked and bit and kissed while my hand slipped into her panties.

I Breathed out, my stomach quivering under his fingertip. He ran his fingertips along the scalloped line of my panties, which match the color, and along the sides of my bra. He knows without asking that this is probably the most daring lingerie, and despite how modest it is—there are no straps or mesh or cut-outs or any of the usual trimmings that makes women’s underthings into confections of fun—it makes the entire effect more delicious somehow, more sinful. My brown hair seemed to melt into the sun and my brown eyes seemed like some waves…My eyes were hazy, giving me a naughty look. He looked down at his fingers toy with the top edge of my panties, then back up to my face.

Her answer came off like a whisper. “Hello, Penny, it is nice to meet you. Are you new? I haven’t seen you around here before.” As I try to make small talk with her, she starts coming out from behind the bookshelves, and as she does that I can finally see her. She has a petite but toned body, chocolate flawless skin with black straight hair that went until her waist but what intrigued me the most was her eyes, purple beautiful eyes that would make you drown in them before you could even realize, she was absolutely gorgeous.

Instead I pressed on. "And this," I said, pausing for dramatic effect, "is what a bride's panties look like." I slowly pulled my dress up to my chest. Jake's mouth dropped open. "Wow," he said. I looked down at Jake's pants. I recognised the big bulge I'd seen many times before. The sight of it made me feel woozy. "I love how they're sort of transparent," he said. The panties I wore were mostly white sheer material with a solid white patch covering my pussy.

No one can be to judge about this, at least, no one who has ever been obsessed and surrendered so completely. The panties are black and lace, from an exclusive line made for pregnant women. As he drags the piece of fabric up my legs and up to my nose, I mentally thank him for keeping me shaved all these months. David has always made it clear that he is a rake and I love playing with food, but the look I'm getting now makes me scared.

Alina pov I knelt patiently outside his office door, sitting back on my heels, wearing nothing but the delicate red lace panties I had bought just for him. The waiting was torture. The air smelt like the thick scent of arousal. Mr Parker ordered yesterday not to wash my pussy. The dried remains of my cum still clung on my skin, making it unbearable to control my desire. I had worn the same panties all night, touching myself again and again thinking about his long hard dick, that was going to get buried deep inside me.

“...I always..wear them like this…I know master loved this design…”. (Elijah) Laying on her back, looking right at me on top of her, Her mature looks and aura charm me. She throw away her shirts, and took my left hand guiding it all around her breast that covered with the laced underwear, the further guides it passed her toned abs, letting me touched her racy and moist panties. She removed her skirt and showed me her entire self. “I never thought the panties..would look…so…see through….and the garter belt….nice touch…this is only for me right~?..”.

He really enjoyed himself. Susan let out a breath as she realize just how soaked her pussy is. My panties are drenched. Fuck. She brush a lock of raven hair back behind her ear as she swallow weakly. Throwing the skirt off of her body, she stretch before getting up from the chair. Then she slide her soaked panties down her legs. Once she toss the dirty underwear into the air, she head to the bed and dig out her new dildo.