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The Tale of the Panty Thief

Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Male/Female, Written by women, Author: LaceyChains, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

me and beckon me with a single, curling finger. "Come, Lacey, don't be shy. Come, stand before me," you say softly, still gently fondling my panties. The words carry a gentle command and, as my nature demands, I obey. Slowly, I rise in the bath. Water beads and runs down my body, while white streaks of running suds cling to me in the most unexpected places. The stark-white color of the suds stands out brightly on my bronze skin. I feel a powerful urge to cover myself, but I resist. Instead, I feed off of it, embracing the fearful throb in my chest. My heart pounds and for a moment, I cannot draw breath. Then, as it always does, my fear turns to a burning arousal. This I don't yet want you to know. If you did, you could use that knowledge to easily bend me to your will. Slowly, I step out. I hand you a thick, Terry-cloth towel and then I raise my arms and lock my hands behind my head. My eyes cast downward to your feet. "Dry me, if it would please you." I say submissively. You tower over me. At just 5'4", I am a small thing, but you see that I am not frail. My arms and legs are defined and my belly is flat under my breasts. My eyes close as you begin chasing the remaining droplets with the towel. You pat me dry, from my throat to my calves, and then command me to turn for you, the process is repeated over my back, and with my face safely hidden, I smile, lovingly accepting your touch. I whimper again, happy to be there for your pleasure. I feel the towel as you drape it ... over my shoulders. You pull me close and I shiver as you kiss my neck. "Mmmm, yes.." I sigh. Loving the warmth of your lips on my skin. In that moment, I am yours to have. A toy for your pleasure. A woman hot with need and the desire to please you. "Tell me baby, how do you want me? I need to know." I want you as you are," you whisper. "I want you wet, and willing. I want you on your knees, gazing up at me." The smooth cadence of your voice soothes me and I turn, meeting your gaze. Your lips find mine, taking my breath away as the warmth of your lips eases mine apart. A flick of your tongue brushes my lips and then mine meets yours in a blissful dance of passion. My breath quickens as I feel your hands urging me down. I kiss your chin and nibble along your jawline as I sink lower. Button after button, I open your shirt, kissing you as each one parts. I can smell your scent and it fills my heart with desire. I hear the gentle rustle of fabric as you cast your shift from your shoulders, but it is nothing more than an abstract thought as I reach my knees. My attention is now on your belt and the buttons of your slacks. Those last bits of clothing are all that separates the center of your masculinity from my touch. I long to gaze into your eyes as I pull the leather tongue of your belt through the last loop. I tug for a moment and feel your body sway before the small metal tang comes free. Then, it lies open before me. I realize then that you have steadied yourself by gripping my ...