Abby's Panties - Sex Stories

Abby's Panties

... if they were caught on the drum. Nope. “Shit!” I said in a loud whisper. I turned and left the laundry room and stumbled into the kitchen trying to figure it out. I slowly moved into the den and looked upstairs. Nothing looked out of the ordinary. I slowly began climbing the stairs. My heart was pounding. I was hoping and praying that it was Abby that had found the panties. If it was her parents I was a dead man walking. If it was Abby, I’d have to try and explain. I moved slowly forward until I was looking around the doorframe into Abby’s room. She was sitting on her bed with a smirk of a smile on her face. She was wearing one of the t-shirts that she sleeps in and she looked absolutely beautiful. An angel. An angel twirling a pair of panties on her finger. She smiled at me and said, “Thomas Allen Smith, I just can’t wait to hear your explanation.” As she said that and continued twirling the panties, I couldn’t help but notice the slight movement underneath her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra! “Tommy? Hello?” I heard her say, gaining my attention again. “I’m waiting to hear your story.” I looked at this gorgeous ...

... young woman, my best friend since forever. I couldn’t lie to her. “I’m sorry, Abs.” I told her. “I jacked-off using your panties. I made a mess.” She smiled back at me. “That’s what I thought. Well, it took me a few minutes, but that’s the only answer I could come up with.” “I’m sorry, Abs.” I said again. “Okay,” she said slowly. “So….show me.” “Whhhattt…?” I stammered. “Show me,” she repeated. “Show me how you do it.” I stared back at her with a blank look on my face. “Here!” she said and tossed the panties too me. I caught them and held them against my chest. Abby stood up, and a thoughtful look crossed across her face. “Wait a sec,” she said. “Those are cold. Here use these.” As I stood there, my cock thickening, Abby reached underneath her long t-shirt and pulled down the panties she was wearing. It was quite possible the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. I stared down at her bare legs as she slowly pulled one foot out and then the other. She stood back up straight and tossed the panties to me. They were warm, almost hot to the touch. “Now….” She said softly but firmly. In control. Her eyes met mine. “Do it for me.”