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   The book of Arrowchild.



    from Pammy's private journal:
    16 July 1996

    My new panties.


    After our marine bio class on Tuesday Vicki and I took a walk back to the ferry terminal and caught the shuttle bus in to the outlets for some shopping. We each promised each other a surprise and so after a quick cup of tea at the shop we split up and went off in search of something special for each other. We were not on the side where VF is, and so I decided to look for a little nightie for her to wear while it's still warm. Vicki likes nighties, lacy things with ruffles-- she usually doesn't sleep bare like I do. [wink] I found her something very nice, a cute little peignoir in royal blue, which is one of her favourite colours. We met again after an hour and she suggested that we keep our surprises secret till we were home.
    The waiting was horrid, because we stopped for lunch at Roy Rogers and then had the boring bus ride back with all the pensioners, but finally we were strolling up the beach, carrying our shoes and our parcels, and I asked her if she would tell me what she had got me. She just said she would lay it out for me and get me to model it after dinner. I said I would do the same thing, then, but it was really bothering me because I started to think she had got me something much nicer than what I had got her.
    We had dinner with our host family as usual at the big house and went over to the cottage after 21.00, when the girls-- our hosts' little daughters-- went to bed. Vicki towed me straight into the bedroom and showed me the surprise. Lying on the bed was a pair of plain cotton panties. They were bright teal-green, but otherwise there was nothing particular about them. It was almost a let-down. I asked her if there was anything else-- and then I felt really bad, like I would hurt her feelings. She just smiled. 'Look at them,' she said.
    So I picked them up and looked at them. They were just ordinary. I held them up to myself and suddenly realised she had not got my size. 'Hun,' I said, 'I think they look a little small.'
    Vicki just giggled. 'Try them on,' she said. Then she went out to the sitting room to wait.
    So I did. I took off my shorts and the panties I had put on this morning, and stepped into the panties, and suddenly I realised they were a girls' size. The label said 8. I may be petite, but I stopped wearing a 10 about two years ago. I got them up, though, and stepped over to adjust them in the mirror. They were supposed to come up higher than where they did, and I have sort of a round tush, which they didn't quite cover. They were really tight-- they didn't hide anything. The feeling was really wierd. Suddenly I realised my heart was pounding in my chest. Quickly I took off my shirt and tossed it away, and stood there and looked at myself, in the little teal-green panties and my Wonderbra, which was also teal-green and also a gift from Vicki. She is that thoughtful-- she knew what colour bra I wore today, and even found something to match. By then I was shivering like crazy.
    I peeked out, really cautiously, afraid she might be playing a trick on me. She had all the electrics out and the candles lit, and I realised it was all right-- she was in one of her sexy moods. 'Ready?' I asked.
    'Okay,' she said, and sat on the couch to watch my entrance.
    I stepped out into the centre of the room and held out my hands. I said, 'Well?'
    She sighed. 'Turn around,' she said. So I did, feeling my whole body shivering to think of her smiling at my tushie in the little panties. She said, 'You look delicious.'
    I smiled at her. 'Want to take them off me?' I asked her.
    'Not yet,' she said. She patted the couch next to her, and I hurried over and sat down. We kissed, and soon we were pawing at each other like crazy. I wanted to take my bra off, but she didn't want me to, and instead she started getting out of her clothes, down to her undies. She put a hand down in my crutch and felt round the front of the panties, feeling the way I felt with them so skin-tight, and started rubbing my crutch, tickling me, teasing me, till I was shivering like crazy. I got a hand down into the front of hers and got a finger into her, and she lay back in the couch and let me go.
    Soon I had her panties all the way off and I was sitting up on my knees with her between my legs, and she just kept rubbing me outside the panties and moaning like it was making her come, till I was nearly screaming. She could feel everything about me-- I was standing open like crazy and the panties were clinging so tight that she could push her finger up in between my labia and almost get into me with the panties still on. I wanted them off sooo bad-- I was so wet it was almost embarrassing.
    But we have a little ritual when one of us gets a new pair of panties, we have to 'baptise' them, meaning we have to hit with them still on so they get really wet. Ever since last year when we were here we have been doing it, and it's always fun. [wink] So I hit, really hard. Vicki's finger pushed in like she wanted to poke through the panties. They were really wet now-- I could feel her pressing on my favourite place, and I screamed. I don't know what happened-- I just remember that I screamed out loud, like 'Ahhh!' And then I collapsed.
    She got me to lie down on the couch and got up and left me there for a few minutes. Then she came back, all bare, and leaned over me and kissed me.
    I was sooo sooo tired. 'Can we go to bed now?' I asked her.
    She smiled at me. 'Only if you let me strip you,' she said.
    'Okay,' I said. She helped me get up and we went into the bedroom. I was sooo wobbly. I lay down on my back on the bed while she put out the lights. Then she came in, all bare, and knelt down beside me on the bed, and leaned over and kissed me. She licked her way down to my chest and played with the bra, licking round the cups-- the Wonderbra holds my breasts up even when I'm laying down. My nipples were sooo stiff-- she was teasing them through the satin with her tongue. My heart was pounding like crazy.
    Finally I couldn't take it any more, so I reached down to open the front of the bra. She got it off my arms, and then started sucking on my breasts, firmly but gently. I thought my nipple would burst in her mouth! I was sooo dizzy!
    She tickled the front of the panties again, just like before. Her lips left my breast and started down, licking down through my navel and down to the front of the panties. They were so wet that wherever her tongue went, it felt as though I weren't even wearing them. She closed her lips over the wet cotton and sucked on it, and then licked far down into my crutch and kissed me there. I was almost faint. I didn't want to orgasm any more-- I just wanted to do her, in any way she wanted.
    But she wanted me, really bad. She was tugging on the panties with her teeth, and finally I had to push them down before she ripped them. I lifted my tush for her and let her take them all the way off, and then she knelt up at the bottom of the bed and held them up to her nose and sniffed them, really hard. She made this long, deep sigh, and I could see her nipples standing out, thick and stiff. 'Oh, yes!' she said, and suddenly she dove into my crutch and licked me like crazy. I took the panties from her and sniffed them, and then I laid them across my face and breathed through them and sucked on them while she licked me. I hit, and hit, and hit again, and it was beautiful.
    Since then I have worn the panties to our classes at the university and to other places, and it always gives me a really sexy feeling. The elastic sort of bites into my hips and makes me feel like they are very snug and tight. Sometimes they are a little hard to pull up, but I always like the way they feel against my tush and my crutch and after I get them adjusted I just have to touch myself in them for a minute or two, just gently, even in the bog. At home in the cottage I like to prance round the place with nothing else on, just the cute little panties my lover bought for me, and we curl up and watch TV and she tickles my crutch till I start getting wet, just like before. My new little panties are my favourite thing to wear now.
    The next time we go shopping I will get Vicki a pair of little-girl panties too, and see what fun we can have with those! [wink]


    © Pamela Leigh Nichols
    Lewes, Delaware


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