Wer Panties Novels & Stories

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.

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.

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.

It had everything to do with the swollen pink kitty between her thighs. Beau bent at the waist, and I almost swallowed my tongue. Right at the back, at the center of her skirt, there was a split that was high enough to give me a subtle peek at her panties beneath. Lace. Purple. Cheekies. "Stand up," left me on a pained grunt, the sound near animalistic and she bolted upright. Even standing straight and with her back to me, she was a temptress in this black little number. It molded over every delicate curve of her frame. "Walk back over to me."

They sloped down just a bit, but still looked firm considering their size and her age. The ladies went back to dancing in their various stages of undress, as I watched their flesh jiggle; the blonde busty Val with one tit out of her white bra cup, and white silk panties; the slender blonde Kathy with her tits hanging out the bottom of her white bra, and in her lavender silk panties; the slender brunette Gail still in her little white bra but with her bare bottom exposed; and the tall leggy busty brunette Linda, topless in her black panties.

Lisa Warden (P.O.V.) As if reading my mind he moved his body off mine and slipped one hand down to my little lace panties. He deftly slipped a hand inside them and gently cupped my pu**y against his hand, rubbing ever so lightly before he pulled the panties down off my body. As soon as they were off, I spread my legs for him, letting him know I wanted any part of him he was willing to give to me down there between my weak legs.

Ginger stated. The outfit they gave me was ridiculous. A baby pink lacy bustier top, ruffled bottom panties, and a micro crinoline mini skirt, so short you can see the ruffles of my panties. I’m at least thankful for the panties covering my butt, since I have the bite mark that Zander left. Antonio would totally freak out if he saw it. I also have the standard little girl knee-high socks and platform Mary Janes. I’m starting to get the feeling that Antonio has a little girl fetish, which is just ick.