Wer Panties Novels & Stories

My hand fisted the armrest, my balls aching as I fought the urge to lunge. She spun slowly, her ass flexing in her jeans. She bent over just enough to pop the zipper, dragging it down tooth by tooth. She peeled the denim off her creamy, slim-thick thighs before kicking them free to leave her in simple white cotton panties. They were plastered wet to her pussy, the crotch see-through and dark. Holy fuck, she’s drenched. Those good-girl panties were wrecked. I can’t wait to rip them aside and tongue-fuck that creamy slit till she soaks my face.

Her matching pink panties had high-cut legs trimmed with lace. ‘Nice arse,’ he said. The triangular back of the panties was stretched tightly over her buttocks. She could see it in the mirror that had been so recently fitted behind the length of the bath. ‘Glad you think so,’ she said, trying to be casual about unclipping and discarding her bra. ‘Nice tits, too.' ‘Thank you, kind sir,’ she mocked, sliding her panties down her legs. ‘You're not very hairy down there,’ he said, looking at her pubes.

RoseyJack knelt over the open, bottom drawer of their dresser. Her skirt had ridden up enough that Miranda saw her black panties with white, lace frills around the legs. They weren’t a thong, but they were cut high so that plenty of cheek showed on each side. Miranda thought she could bounce a quarter off that ass. The panties reminded her of a French maid outfit. They were the kind of panties a girl wore when she was planning on getting fucked. Rosey finished stuffing the drawer and pushed it back in. She leaned forward flaring her ass out more. That was the kind of ass a man would want to bounce more than a quarter off of – even a good man like Richard.

Picking them up with two fingers, I trudged back to my seat. "Okay, I’m back." "What brand are they?" she asked, challenging me. I unfolded the panties and squinted at the tag. "La Perla," I muttered. "Did you know those are really expensive, you little wanker?" "N-no," I admitted, surprised. "I could’ve kept your money yesterday as reimbursement, and it still wouldn’t cover the cost." "S-sorry?" I stammered, unsure if she wanted an apology or payment.

The panties were very small, very petite and covered only the hair of her pubic area, which again was visible through the thin covering. Cathy wore panties like these, Sandra thought, she called them thongs and until now she would never have considered wearing them herself. The truth was, they were quite comfortable, and very sexy. She turned around in front of the mirror and gasped at the sight of her exposed bottom, with just a tiny black string of delicate lace showing above the top of her buttocks and around her waist. Sexy was definitely the idea with these things. “Sandra?” Creighton called from the other room.

Rowan smirked, and when I passed him, he delivered a light smack to my ass, making me yelp and giggle. He seemed to love my ass so much. I went into the bedroom and opened the small bag where Rowan had packed my panties. When I took them out, I gasped; they were all tiny thongs that Jade suggested I buy and seduce Rowan with. Heat crept up my face. I wasn't used to wearing such tiny panties that left nothing to the imagination. Grabbing the black lace thong, I put it on. It was high-waisted, and it left my ass cheeks uncovered. They jiggled with every step I took, and I couldn't stop blushing. My ass was so big.

I first tried on a long blue dress with double slits. Next was a red short dress with no sleeves. Another is a black one that is very short and is mostly made of a net like material. It is very short, almost reaching my mid thigh. Geez. My back is exposed and I am not wearing a bra. "Are you wearing panties in that?" She asked. I nod. "Oh no sweetie. You can't wear panties in that. It is see through. I can see the colour of your panties sweetie. Red right?" She asked chuckling.

It was. The panties were incredibly revealing. I had never seen anything like them. They were shaped like a butterfly, but the center was completely open, as if a hole had been cut through it. Like the matching bra, they were expertly crafted with a long, lovely lace bow on top. Despite their beauty, I couldn't fathom how sexy they were. You couldn't even call them underwear. I looked at him in shock, only to see a wicked glint in his eyes. "I’ve dreamed of seeing you in this so many times."

“Pan…underwear…and…and a nightdress.” Renee had thought saying underwear was less vulgar but knowing Dante was going to see her panties made her flushed all over.She hoped he only sees her fine underwears though. Dante searched through the wardrobe and found some of her panties. He bit back a laugh seeing the animal designs on some of them. Her panties were just as cute as her. He picked up her bralette and sighed. It was a Mickey Mouse design. As he passed the clothes to her,he teased. “Are you still a child?How can your underwear be so childish?”

Her fingers clutched the fabric, raising it slightly, revealing the soft curve of her stomach, the delicate line of her hips. Just above the waistband, I caught a glimpse of pink strawberries printed along the hem of her panties. Adorable.