trying on panties with lots of butthole* included
Title: “Butthole-Baring Bonanza: Kaedia Lang’s Panty-Haul Palace”
Kiki, my adorable long-haired chihuahua, ran up to me, yapping excitedly. “Oh my goodness, Kiki! Calm down!” I laughed, scooping her up into my arms. “What’s got you so wound up today, huh? Oh no, what did you chew up now?” I chuckled, bringing her over to my iMac.
Kiki’s paws danced across the keyboard as if possessed. “Kiki, you little rascal!” I giggled, trying to shoo her away. But she fought to stay, pawing insistently. Suddenly, a video began playing, gaining both our attention.
On-screen, a tantalizing Asian babe stood in a brightly-lit room, surrounded by mounds of skimpy panties. “Welcome back to my channel!” she chirped with a thousand-watt smile. “I’m Kaedia Lang, and today I have a super duper exciting panty haul for you!”
My eyes boggled at the sheer quantity of flimsy undergarments. Kaedia held up pairs of sheer lace thongs, micro bikinis, and skimpy g-strings. My blood already hummed with excitement, Kiki’s tiny tongue lolling from her excited panting.
“Okay, let’s not waste any more time,” Kaedia said with a devilish wink. “You’re all here to see me try these bad boys on, right?” She picked up a shimmery purple thong and unbuttoned her jean shorts, shimmying them down her thick, juicy thighs. A gasp escaped my lips. The girl was packing heat!
Next, Kaedia bent at the waist, afternoon sun shining through the window squarely onto her shapely ass. She wiggled and squatted into the skimpy thong, her mocha skin glistening. I gripped my desk, feeling lightheaded. My clit throbbed, practically thumping against the seam of my panties as Kaedia ran her fingers along the string of the thong, pressing the thin fabric into her crack.
“There we go,” Kaedia purred, rising up to smooth the lace over her bubble butt. “Ooh, the purple really pops against my skin!” She did a little shake, her cheeks rippling and winking at the camera. “What do you guys think of this color?”
“Oh my fucking God,” I moaned, reaching for my vibrator. The way Kaedia moved, the way her butthole fluttered ever so slightly – I couldn’t stand it. I had to feel it out too, so I unzipped my jeans and yanked them down. My fingers crept under my plain white Hanes, plunging into my soaked cunt. “Mmmph, fuck…”
Onscreen, Kaedia was working up quite a sweat, trying on every pair of panties with care. She would wiggle, squat, and shimmy her way into each one until her camel toe indented the flimsy fabric in prominent relief. Then she’d turn, bend, and clench her ass, giving the camera a full, glistening view. It was like she was always showing off her butthole!
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I chanted, erupting into a sweat of my own. My hips rocked against my dildo, amber juices spurting with each thrust. I wanted to be the one trying those panties on. I needed to feel the flimsy lace rubbing between my sensitive folds, my puckered little rosebud poking out, begging to be touched. “Fffuck!”
My moans synced up with the juicy sounds on-screen: Kaedia’s muffled grunts and flesh smacks as she slapped her ass or ground her panty-clad mound. The way she spread her crack, yanking the cheeky thongs out… I couldn’t take it anymore!
“Mmmph!” I yelped, jerking the vibrator mercilessly against my throbbing clit. I exploded, my hot cream squirting out and soaking my panties. My eyes rolled, nearly crossing as my entire body seized up deliciously. “Ohhh fucking fuck fucking fuuuuck!”
Just then, I heard the front door open and close. “Hey honey, I’m home!” called my boyfriend Zack. I gulped, head swiveling wildly towards the door.
Quickly shutting off my monitor, I shoved my vibrator under my desk, panting like the proverbial dog in heat. My override switch was still stuck right in the on position. How was I going to explain my primed state?!
“Um, I’ll be out in a minute!” I squeaked, scrambling into my jeans and shirt. I glared at Kiki, who’d retreated under my desk to hide her paws. “This is your fault, you little scamp!” I hissed.
