See My Panties 소설 & 이야기

I admit, my voice shaking. “Every time you look at me I have to squeeze my legs together so I don’t soak through my panties.” His eyes flash. “Show me.” Right there in the library, with the risk of someone walking by any second, I stand up, turn my back to the aisle, and pop the button on my jeans. I slide the zipper down just enough and hook my thumbs in the waistband, tugging my jeans and panties down a couple inches. Cool air hits my bare, dripping pussy and I shiver.

I want it to be different, and I take a calming breath to help slow my tensed-up movements. Reaching out, I take the delicate satin ribbon of her panties between my fingers and pull, watching it slide down her hip slightly. A look of confusion crosses her face as I continue running my fingers along the lace edge to the other side and do the same. The fabric slides from her body undamaged until she stands completely naked before me. I smile at the thought that I will still take the undamaged panties with me, and she smirks as she seems to have read my thoughts.

a barrier between us and I moaned, my back arching off the seat slightly. “That’s it,” he murmured, his eyes flicking to me for a second, before returning to the road. "I want that panties off", he said and my fingers hooked to my panties, dragging them down my waist, jolting my hip up until it was out of my legs.

"I can fix that," "What does that even mean?" "You'll see," ******* "Strip," I take off my clothing slowly, watching Xander, whos watching me. The thought of his eyes on me had me dripping; I pulled down my panties and stepped out of them. "Bring me your panties," I bend down, pick them up, and walk over to Xander, he holds out his hand, and I sit the panties onto his hand. Xander lifts my panties to his nose and inhales my cheeks redan, and I clench my thighs together.

She arched as I wrapped my hot mouth around one and nibbled lightly. My hand moving down, I unbuttoned her pants. I rolled my body to the side still kissing and nipping. And slid my hand into her pants, I felt her wet panties and my dick twitched. She began to pant slightly. I pushed aside the thin layer of cotton and ran my finger across her damp lips. Her eyes fluttered and she let out a soft moan.

“I promise.” Neither of us believe him. I reach down and hook my panties with my finger, towing them to the side. We both exhale at the sight of my pussy. I’m so wet, I can see it in the fading light of the day. Shane blows out a long breath directly over my clit and this time I can’t stop a little moan from slipping free. “Show me,” he growls. “Let me see every bit of that pretty pussy.” I use my free hand to part my pussy, putting myself on full vulgar display for him. “Do you like what you see?”

I've gotten lucky several times and have seen her different colored panties. On one occasion mom was terribly busy on her laptop at the kitchen table and I was repairing a window blind and dropped a screw. Without really thinking about it I bent down to pick the screw up and looked in her direction and she had her legs spread, she had no panties on, and I saw her luxurious pink pussy. Boy, did I get a hard-on. Mom was so busy she didn't notice. I stood up, finished the repair, and quickly left and went off to the bathroom to jerk off thinking of mom's pink pussy.

I say walking towards her. Brown eyes? Can this girl be anymore perfect? She stare down at herself getting up. Oh gwash " What happened to my clothes? " " I cahnged them for- " " What?! The fuck stranger? " She pushes at my chest. I don't move. " What'd you see? " Full but medium breasts, pretty vagina, flat stomach... " What's the colour of my panties? " " Brown "

“Why do you have this? Who does it belong to?” Aleksei doesn’t answer. The panties I am holding are lacy, pink and white. I look closer, and heat floods me. Recognition stabs through my stomach. “These are mine.” My whisper feels too loud. My eyes narrow as I study them again, yes, I’m certain. There is a pink heart drawn on the white part. I put it there. My panties. My gaze snaps to him. “Where did you get this?” My face burns hotter with every word.

I can already feel how wet my panties are getting. I scootch back a little more, hiding my body in the shadows of the hallway while still peeking into the room so I can see him. The call has something to do with work, and he doesn’t sound pleased. He’s completely absorbed in the conversation, and without giving myself time to think, I slide my hand into my pajama bottoms and under my panties.