The Panty Job - Sex Stories

The Panty Job

... spreading herself wide to catch Paul’s expose glans neatly in the crevice. She gripped him and sat down as far as she could, pushing him inwards so that he was now separated from her anus only by the gossamer sheer thinness of her panties. She rocked back and forth as though to push him all the way inside of her, and the rough sensation of the material, along with the iron grip of her bottom cheeks, made Paul start to moan and thrust upwards in an agony of pleasure. ‘I don’t know if I can last,’ he managed to gasp. ‘I think I’m going to come.’ Kaylee immediately relaxed and stopped moving. ‘Hold it, Paul,’ she said. ‘Hold it just a minute longer, sweetie.’ Quickly, she disengaged completely from him and climbed off the bench. When she saw that he had managed to gain control once again, she smiled at him. ‘Now, let’s bring you home, shall we?’ This time, when she climbed back over him again, she turned to face his feet and then shifted back until her lovely bottom was just in front of his cock. The expanse of blue panty covering it was sheer enough that the pale cheeks and deliciously dark crevice were clearly visible through the diaphanous material. Now, she reached around herself once again and neatly flipped the waistband down so the panties folded over his cock and exposed the pretty tan-pink rosebud of her anus to his view. She allowed him to enjoy the sight for a moment or so and then moved her bottom back until the covered head of ...

... his cock was pressed tight against the wrinkled opening. Again, she clamped her cheeks tightly around him and used her hand to grip his shaft and pump up and down with maddeningly delicious, slow strokes. ‘Let me know when you’re going to come, sweetie,’ she said to him. ‘Give me enough warning so I can let you come directly onto my asshole.’ She continued to pump, grinding Paul’s sensitive glans in and out between her cheeks and in less than a minute he emitted a strangle groan. ‘Now,’ he hissed through gritted teeth. ‘I’m going to come!’ Quickly, and deftly, Kaylee slipped the folded panties off his cock head and then used her thumb and forefinger to point him against her tight little hole. The glistening tip, now sticky with pre-cum was swollen to an angry purple and a few seconds later, Paul’s hip jerked upward and he came in several juddering spasms. His viscous load burst from in in a succession of clotted thick jets, squarely hitting Kaylee’s anus and flooding her ass crevice before running back down over his shaft. Kaylee pumped his cock, now slick with cum, until the last drop was drained. She sat for a moment, waiting until he could breathe normally again, and climbed off the table. She bent and kissed him once on the lips. ‘Was that what you were looking for, sweetie?’ she asked. Paul managed a nod but was still too drained to reply. ‘Well,’ Kaylee smiled, ‘perhaps next time you might like try putting on a pair of my panties?’