Novel & Cerita Wer Panties

Watermelon scent filled his nostrils from the garter. She took off the second, kicking it off with precision. She was left in a pair of red panties and just like the bra, it had a hole in the middle, her freshly shaved pussy in his line of sight. She turned around, bending slowly in her heels to give a clear view of her ass.

"What is wrong with you? Let me go!" Ignored her plead for freedom, I reached for the waistband of her short skirt and wrestled it down to her knees, exposing her white panties. It was contrasted nicely with her ass cheeks and it was soaked with a little cum. The sight of cum on her panties brought me raw pleasure and I knew my efforts were not in vain. It also went on to confirm the fact that she wanted it. Wasting no time, I hooked the waistband of the panties and pulled it down to her knees. She screamed in revulsion.

CHAPTER 42. I reach for her panties, my fingers interlinking with the fabric, then I notice it wasn't worn properly—it’s twisted toward the back. My lips curve. “Tell me…” I start, voice dark, “how many times did he dive into this pussy that made you forget how to wear your panties?” She ignores it. I continue, pulling her panties down, and the real deal is in front of me. Swollen, pink, and glistening with wetness.

But I had a surprise for them tonight, and I was excited to show it. I was wearing one of the lingerie sets I had made. It was sheer dark blue, with a top that covered my large breasts, but the middle part was split, showing my stomach and the lace panties underneath. Yes, lace panties—something the seamstresses made for the first time, and they did an amazing job. They were just shy about it because it was kind of a semi-thong, which seemed vulgar to them. But hey, it’s also a great way to please our male partners, right? Very effective! I also gave a set to Natisa and Selam, who blushed like crazy when they saw them. I even gave them instructions on how to wear it. I mean, come on, the Tar

’ ‘Yes, Master,’ I’d replied, my hands shaking so badly I could barely type. ‘And wear what I tell you to. I’ve sent you a link. Buy it. Wear it. Nothing else.’ The link was to a high-end lingerie store. The set was made of black silk and delicate lace. A suspender belt, sheer stockings, and a pair of crotchless panties that were so slutty they made my face burn just looking at them. I’d bought them, my hands trembling as I entered my credit card details. The package had arrived today, a plain brown box that felt like it was ticking.

Lena drags me to a different shop. A naughty shop. “Do you want to buy something?” I ask her. She smirks and replies, “Not me but you, darling.” She takes me towards a section and browses for a while. Eventually, she hands me a set that makes my pussy clench. What should I call it? It’s a skin color see-through lingerie. A one piece bodysuit made for naughty purposes. “I thought the crotchless panties were naughty.” I mumble to her and she laughs.

Aiden teases back earning a stern glance over her shoulder while she pulls out what have got to be the cutest panties ever. I know she’s all about black and lace and sexy, but Aiden picked those out for Hikaru’s benefit and that makes it even sweeter. They are lacy pastel rainbow cheeky panties with a cute heart cutout that shows ass cleavage and a tiny Kitsuné charm in the middle of the heart. “These are cute! Hikaru will appreciate that you thought of them when choosing lingerie for me, but do you even know my bra size?” She looks pointedly at Aiden.

My eyelids fluttering, I lean back further against his chest, supporting myself against his torso while he plucks and teases my nipples. “Your pants, next,” he says, his voice even lower than before. I start to reach my hands up to my waist, but he moves quicker, releasing my breasts to grab the waistband of my hands. He starts to lower it. When the pants are at my thighs, he leans back a moment, as if finally realizing I’m also not wearing any panties. The panties I wore in the coliseum were likely destroyed, and even after being given scrubs, I was never given any replacement underwear.

I stared at the two pairs of underwear in front of me. One was a soft aquamarine with thin straps connecting the sides and the other was a black one with a bow on the front and a completely lacey back. Currently, I was torn between these two excellent choices. I was home alone today and out of boredom, I began to organize my wardrobe. I wanted my top five favourite panties to be in my underwear drawer so, that I could find them without having to hunt for them.