Oops No Panties Novels & Stories

He groaned as he palmed my ass, grabbing it and working up higher, toward my waist. When his hands stopped, I looked down at him. The expression he wore was confused for a short second before his eyes closed and he took in a shaky breath, fingers digging into my hips. “Baby girl, where are your panties?” I was so worked up that my voice came out just above a whisper. “You can’t wear them with a dress like this. The lines will show.”

Jenn asked. Carly gasped. She couldn’t believe what Jenn was saying. "You’re not wearing any panties, are you, Miss O’Shea?" "No." "Show me!"

PROLOGUE Oops! I Slept in the Wrong Bed Some mistakes can be fixed with a simple apology. Some can be erased by simply forgetting they ever happened. But what if one mistake became the beginning of a story you never expected? Maeve Quinn Ramos is a hardworking, playful, and delightfully absent-minded college student who has just moved into a condominium near her university. Burdened by endless school requirements, sleepless nights, and a schedule that never seems to slow down, all she wants is to find a comfortable bed where she can finally get a good night's sleep.

She tried to sit up. The dizziness pinned her down again. Trapped in the bed. Trapped in her body. Trapped in a conspiracy she couldn’t even physically chase. Tears slid down her face. Not dramatic. Not loud. Just exhausted grief. Her monitor read 96. Even crying was dangerous. At 2 a.m., Maya stared at her phone. Julian’s offer glowed on the screen. $200M. Patent war ends. Alex rests. She opened a new message.

“Does it hurt here?” I touched her left ankle. “Arrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She screamed and moved her leg to the side. Out of concern I raised my head to look up to her face to find out what I did wrong. But midway, my eyes could not move when I saw it. Her panties were peach, but this was pink. I closed my eyes and opened it, I wasn't dreaming. Iris had opened her legs right in front of me, with no panties.

I close the door. Gosh how can this happen?! I’m in a cubicle with my boss, a prostitute and not the Ladies but Gents! I turn to them and whisper “Pull up your pants!” to Adrian and grab the drunk girl panties from Adrian’s hand and give them back so she can wear it back. Then I turn facing the door.

Nathan chuckled darkly. "No, don't..." I started to say, but it was too late. The pencil skirt I wore was thankfully bunched up at my hips, but my tights and panties were torn off my body. The loud rips filled the air and strangely made me giggle. "I liked those panties." "Well, get another one," Nathan said. I felt him press up behind me, his cock lined up at my entrance. I rolled my hips and moaned. My phone rang just as he was about to enter me.

Consumed with the idea of breaking his limit, I sit back, spread my legs wide enough for my iPad to fit in, and take a picture of my soaked panties. The shutter sound makes me look at myself, eyes dark, narrow… screaming wild things he dare not say. It's my turn to play the fool. I ignore him and zoom in on the photo. Blue panties soaked to filth you can literally see it dropping. And what’s more interesting is my soft folds beating against it, you can trace your fingers around the rough areas that form a knot against my panties. It's so fucking good… I gulp dryly, knowing that my next step may consume us.

he said biting his lips as he moved his hand up to stroke his chin. I moved to kneel, trying to be slow and sensual about it, I started by pulling the pin out of my hair, letting it fall somewhat gracefully down my shoulders,I moved to un botten the dress as slowly as I could, wanting to drag this out, my bra came off next, and then I was left in my panties, I hooked a finger Into the waist band, pulling it down slowly, I watched him pull his hands into a fist, barely being able to control himself.

“You really don’t want to find out what happens if you do.” She watched us both for a moment before he hands slowly moved downwards. She lifted her skirt higher, so her panties was visible. "Fuck." Caelum muttered. Yes, fuck. Her panties was soaked.