Pulling Off Panties Novels & Stories

I can feel how soaked she is through the panties. She moans loudly. That beautiful sound spurs me on. I can't wait anymore to get to my cookies so I gave a hard tug to the panties and it ripped off her. She gasps loudly as her panties fall off. I gripped her thighs lightly and spread them apart as I got ready to enjoy my gorgeous wife.

Since such a beautiful woman was being so forward, I wouldn't be a real man if I backed down now. While no one was looking, I used the hairpin to cut the fabric around her private area. The black yoga pants instantly tore open, revealing the soft skin underneath. I was stunned. Hazel wore a thong underneath with only a single strap in the way. This was incredibly convenient! I used my finger to hook the corner of the strap and pulled it aside. My pulse raced at the sight of her core. It appeared incredibly delicate and was already quite damp. Hazel swayed her hips and spoke with desperate longing. "Mr. Brewer, hurry up and put it inside. I can't wait any longer."

I run my hands over my curves, my fingers tracing the edge of my lace panties. “Now, it’s your turn” (You hurriedly unbuckle your belt letting your pants and boxers fall,immediately smashing your lips on your nipples and moving your hands down to clit and rubbing circles on my “moist kitty”)

he said biting his lips as he moved his hand up to stroke his chin. I moved to kneel, trying to be slow and sensual about it, I started by pulling the pin out of my hair, letting it fall somewhat gracefully down my shoulders,I moved to un botten the dress as slowly as I could, wanting to drag this out, my bra came off next, and then I was left in my panties, I hooked a finger Into the waist band, pulling it down slowly, I watched him pull his hands into a fist, barely being able to control himself.

his hands sneaked into my full dress, pulling it up until his finger trailed up my naked thigh, “Hmmmmmm?” I smiled coyly and threw my head back as his fingers found the seams of my panties and he pulled them down slowly, “More sexy…” his free hand helped spread my legs wider after I stepped out of the panties which were now discarded somewhere like a used toilet paper.

“You’ve made a fucking mess of your panties, baby girl, soaking them through with your cum. I think we’d better take these off.” My fingers push under the edge of her panties, brushing against her soft, silken pussy before hooking into the soaked panties. I yank them down, making her gasp as I half rip them off in my zeal, letting them drop to tangle at her knees. She whimpers, panting as she stays just like that bent over, ass up, and legs spread for the both of us with her messy panties caught at her knees.

I grab the edge of the desk with both hands, holding on for dear life. His fingers trace the edge of my panties before sliding under the hem. He tugs them down, revealing my pussy, that he watches with hungry eyes. Down, he pulls my panties over my knees to my ankles. He helps me step out of them, then pockets them. I gasp in excitement and nervousness. I’ve never done anything like this before. No one’s wanted my panties, or had me up against their desk. I know he’s said no one will catch us but the excitement that they might courses through me, sending shivers along my spine.

“Take my pants off.” I lifted my head. My teeth caught the zipper pull. I pulled slowly downward. The zipper parted with a soft rasp. She lifted her hips. I hooked my teeth into the waistband. Pulled. The pants slid down her thighs. She kicked them off. Black lace panties remained. I looked up at her. “May I take your panties off, Master?” She smiled. “You may.” I leaned in. My teeth caught the lace at her hip. Pulled gently. She lifted her hips again.

He whispered slowly to her ear. He lifted her skirt, exposing her bottom and he daringly pulled down the waistband of her panties. In mere seconds, Niel managed to help her panties escape her slender legs successfully. Then he didn't wait long to unhook his pants and lowered down the zip. His pants got loose and went down half of his legs. He pulled down his boxer brief as well and his erection finally been exposed without a cover.

She slid her hands to each of my hips, pushed my pants to the floor, and dropped them low, sliding down to the floor along with them. I physically gulped. She laughed, “We dancers are quite flexible.” “I can see that,” I grinned. I put my hand on her chin and beckoned her back up. She rose as gracefully as she had lowered. Fuck. My dick is twitching for her. “I think these need to come off,” I said, as I grabbed the edge of her panties. “Do it,” Kimmy purred. I bent down on one knee and grabbed the waistband with my teeth on one side, and then I hooked my finger under the lace on the other side. I ever so slowly dragged her panties down her thighs. Fuck. She had a pretty pussy.