Take Off Panties Novels & Stories

I ask, my fingers wrapping around the impossibly thin waistband of her crimson panties. “Five-hundred-something,” she replies, his voice high and thin in her chest. A ridiculous amount for such a small speck of fabric, but I’ve bought bottles at the club for ten times that price. I tear them off her hips, flinging them onto the floor. “No panties, tonight, darling.”

Unable to breathe properly, I parted my lips slightly when he lowered himself and began leaving open mouth kisses between the valley of my breasts and kept moving lower and lower and stopped once he reached my panties. My breathing hitched as he kissed my dripping core through the fabric of my panties. Holding onto my things, he parted my legs and stared at my panty-clad core. Even if I wanted to, I didn’t avert my gaze. I looked at him, staring at my core lustfully. I couldn’t stop the tingling sensation that spread through my body. He slid one of his hands up to the waistband of my panties and tugged on them and pulled them out all at once and threw them away somewhere in the room.

I started twerking, hoping it would be more difficult for him to keep a grip on my ass. I felt dad's fingers grip the sides of my thong panties. He pulled the panties out, ripping the thin material with ease. Just like that, I now had no panties and was completely exposed. He threw my panties onto the floor, telling me, "Usually strippers are naked. I want the full experience. Is that OK?"

I question him. He flips me onto my back and hovers over me momentarily. “You want to play first, then go check things out?” He confirms. “Exactly.” I agree. He kisses me deeply and allows his fingers to explore my body. “What in the world?” He asks, sitting up promptly and looking at the missing material from my panties. “These came with an opening just for me?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. “They sure did. They are called crotchless panties.” I state. “I am going to explore these.” He declares and then does until he tires of them and rips them from my body.

"Take it off then." She lifts from the hem, up and over her head. She's not wearing a bra and her skirt I now realise, is a wrap-around, held in place with a couple of buttons and no more. Slipping them open, she tugs filmy fabric away leaving herself wearing only panties, cut high at the hip in the way that suits her so well, white satin and lace.

I used my teeth to tear off the nightie until it was shredded into small pieces of fabric on the floor. Her white transparent lacy bra made me lick my mouth dry and I unclasped it from behind. “Take off your panties!” I gave more like a command than a request. I was upset that she still wore panties even when I told her not to. She looked down and used her hands to slide her panties off her long sexy juicy thighs and legs.

ONLY ON HER KNEES (2) •••••••••• “Take off your clothes” I said. “Yes, baby,” she replied, already moving. She undid her pants and let them fall to her ankles, then kicked them aside. I released my grip on her neck so she could pull her shirt off. My hands went straight to her hips. I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of her panties, my fingers brushing the curve of her ass.

Her breath hitched when I murmured slowly. “Open your legs, baby. Take off your panties, but leave everything else on.”

“Drop your panties.” __ A. Gupta

"Take off your panties..." This night is turning out better than I imagined it would be...