Wer Panties Novels & Stories

She grins. She continues to peel herself out of her clothes until she is only wearing her bra and panties. They definitely weren’t the ones she was wearing earlier. They are a dark pink matching set, made mostly of sheer lace. She saunters over to me, turning her back; she places both her hands on my legs and lowers herself onto my lap, grazing my cock with her lace-covered ass.

I waited to hear her door close and went in. There they were. She never leaves them behind, but there they were, laid out perfectly on the floor of the bathroom, her panties, white, hipster panties. No Victoria's secret, not yet. These were just Hanes white panties, my sister's, perfectly displayed, the waistband towards her room. I'm stupid, but even I knew this was a presentation for my benefit.

embarrassing. And based on what she was seeing, almost all of these underwears barely had any space to hold her ass much less down there. The panties were literally a little piece of string! And the few that looked pretty decent when compared to the others, were the ones that Damon blatantly chose to ignore.

“Go on.” Feeling a rush of excitement, I unwrapped the box, lifted the lid and once again, Les's surprise took my breath away. My eyes watered and I had to wipe them with the back of my hand to see the new set of panties Les got me. Not only were they in different designs but they each had a customized cartoon character on them ranging from, Winx Club, Totally Spies, Monster High, Pinky and the Brain, Disney Princesses, Marvel Characters and so on.

Upon opening it, I found various tiny and sexy panties inside, in different styles and materials. "Just so you know, I plan to tear all of them apart, so don't get too attached," Alexander said while putting a piece of cake in my mouth. He wanted to play, so we would play! I watched him put another piece of cake in his mouth. I chose one of the panties, a red one that was nothing more than a thin strip of lace with the word "hot" written in metallic letters on the back and rhinestone trim on the sides.

Until I find bare skin. Her smooth legs are right in front of me. Tone and thin, a hint of a tan, but still pretty fair-skinned. She lays on her back, her legs comfortably spread a foot or two apart. Oh god she’s only wearing panties. The same style as the ones in the laundry room, only a pale lavender color. Low cut, a standard comfy style, elastic strap at the top. I can tell how thick her hips are. She hides it well at work, always in a slimming business skirt. But she’s nice a curvy.

"Tell me about this lingerie you've been hiding from me." I giggle, "Well, the corset laces up the back and it's made of lace. Entirely see through." He groans, "See through, huh?" "Mmmhmmm and the panties are made of see through lace as well." He gulps loudly. "Is that so?" "Yep." I say popping the p, "But you see they are magic panties." He cuts me off before I can explain, "Magic, magic panties? How? How are they magic?" He's fumbling with the room key and I almost feel bad for getting him this worked up already. Almost.

He pulled me to the fitting room and I tried everything on again. But this time, I was actually amazed by how true Victor was when he told me about how comfortable these panties could be! It felt so different from men's underwear, they are so smooth, so light, and some of them even make your skin feel cool and refreshing! I never expected how powerful these panties could be! My mind was so blown! After we obtained the sets of lingeries, boxes of squishy silicone breast pads, and pairs of stockings, we went to the next stop.

Alina pov I knelt patiently outside his office door, sitting back on my heels, wearing nothing but the delicate red lace panties I had bought just for him. The waiting was torture. The air smelt like the thick scent of arousal. Mr Parker ordered yesterday not to wash my pussy. The dried remains of my cum still clung on my skin, making it unbearable to control my desire. I had worn the same panties all night, touching myself again and again thinking about his long hard dick, that was going to get buried deep inside me.

"Now the skirt." She nearly tripped, taking it off with her shoes still on, but she managed. The panties were red after all. They didn't quite match the brighter shade of her bra, but I could well imagine when you had to custom order bras because your tits weren't covered by the regular catalogs, you had to make do. Wine red. Almost black where her pussy had dampened them.