Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2007 23:08:23 -0800 (PST)
From: LeAnn McLane <leannmclane@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Annie's Panties

Annie's Panties
by LeAnn McLane  (ff authoritative)

The first time I saw her
I felt a strange thrill that I
could not understand, along with a desire to be
around her
as much as I could. We were at the Student Union building,
in a
large, circular booth, just hanging out between
classes. The booth was growing
more crowded for a while
but by the time the next period started it began to
thin
out. I skipped a class because I could not bring myself to
leave while
she was there. I don't know why I was so
fascinated by her unless it was her
vivacious smile and her
compelling eagerness to participate in, and experience
everything. Her exuberant interests completely overwhelmed
me and when she
spoke directly to me, I felt very privileged
to be even a silent recipient of
her wonderfully animated
conversation. Her voice, while not saying anything
sexual,
was so sensual that my pussy became moist just at the sounds
of her
words.

Her name was Annie and her eyes were cornflower blue and so
lovely I
could stare into them forever. Her smile was
enigmatic, as though she somehow
knew how she affected me
and was full of understanding and reassurance. When
she
asked me my name, I was made temporarily speechless by her
unexpected
personal attention.

"Well, let me put it another way. What did your mother
and
father call you when you were a little girl?" She was
playing to the
crowd, drawing a lot of guffaws and giggles
at my expense. But it was my fault
for being tongue tied in
the first place.

Finally, I was able to murmur,
"Darlene."

She merely stared at me, apologizing with her eyes. She
threw
her shoulders back, causing her magnificent tits to
thrust out to meet my avid
gaze. Her liquid eyes noticed
where my eyes were riveted and her knowing,
reassuring smile
made me turn all gushy inside. "Well, I guess no one has
ever accused you of trying to dominate the conversation."

I gulped a huge
breath of air, expanded my lungs and managed
to speak, or more precisely,
squeak, "I'm only a freshman."

"You're only a freshman, Darlene?" The way
she spoke my name
was so different than anyone else had ever said it. Her
velvet voice caressed each syllable and made it sound like
such a beautiful
name that I was filled with pride.

"Yes, are you?" I asked, then
unthinkingly added, "Annie?",
just because I wanted to say her name.

"Yes,
I am Annie, at least that's what my parents called me
at home." She asked,
poking gentle fun at me and drawing
another round of giggles from the thinning
crowd.

"No, I know you're Annie, I meant, are you a freshman, too?"

"I'm
a junior but it seems like I've been trapped in these
halls most of my life. I
can't even remember being in high
school, it seems so long ago." When the girl
next to me
left, probably to go to class, of all things; only we two
remained
at our booth. Annie stood up and came around the
table to sit beside me next
to the wall. I nearly forgot to
breathe and would have, if not for the
irrepressible desire
to inhale the tantalizing fragrance of her perfume.

She caught my eye, paralyzed me with her arrogant, confident
stare, then
looked down at her lap, directing my eyes to
follow. Her skirt had ridden up,
high on her gorgeous thighs
and I was transfixed by her beautiful legs which
no one but
me could see. "I have on the most adorable panties. I know
you'd
love to see them."

I pushed my napkin to the edge of the table and let it
fall
to the floor as she grasped the hem of her skirt and raised
it to her
flat stomach. When I bent down to retrieve my
napkin, my face was only inches
from her beautifully rounded
thigh. Her legs spread more and I was gazing
directly at her
white silk panties. The crotch was heavily reinforced but
her
pussy lips were so puffy I could see a shadowy suggestion
of her slit. The
panel across her abdomen was sheer, transparent
lace and I could see tufts of
her pussy hair flattened behind it.

"I don't know about you but I've just
missed my last class
of the day," she announced as she touched my shoulder,
indicating for me to sit back up, "and it's all your fault
for staying here
and listening so rapturously to my stories.
I think I may have discovered the
world's greatest listener.
I don't want to lose you so do you want to come
over and get
better acquainted? I bought this cute little guitar and I'll
show you the chords I've learned so far."

Of course I was eager to go with
her. As we entered her dorm
room, she told me, "My roommate went home for the
week-end
but at least she had a reason to cut classes today. I really
intended to go to class but I don't think I've ever made it on a
Friday."

I, who had cut the very first class of my college career
today, laughed at the
absurdity of never attending classes
on Friday. "Then how did you pass your
classes?"

"Oh, I've been known to cater to the carnal desires of my
professors, to occasionally inflame their lechery with a
flash of thigh."
Annie said as she sat back in a straight
back chair and pulled her skirt up to
her hips, exposing her
most gorgeous thighs and a breathtaking view of her
adorable
panties. Her puffy pussy lips created a protruding mound that
arrested my enraptured gaze.There was some wetness that made
visible the
delectable indentation of her cleft at the reinforced
crotch. I tried to draw
my eyes away before I was caught looking
but was unable to. She just sat
there basking in my admiration,
crossing and re-crossing her legs, affording
me longer and
longer glimpses of her rapidly moistening pussy.

"You mean
they passed you just for getting a peek at your
panties?" I asked as my eyes
were riveted at the juncture of
her thighs.

"No, Silly, nothing that
gross. The flashing just made them
more amiable towards me and maybe caused
them to grade my
papers a little less critically, maybe, and be a little more
generous with points allowed on the discussion questions. I
can discuss
beautifully but I have a wee bit of trouble
confining myself to the narrow
subject matter posed by most
questions. If you were a professor, do you think
a look at
my panties would be worth a little leniency in your grading?"

Then she pulled her heels up to the chair seat and spread
her legs, showing a
complete view of her panties and I was
shocked by such a sexually charged
display. "But listen to
me ramble on and on. I brought you over here to see my
panties and here I am..."

"No...you didn't...I didn't come here to see
your..."

"Oh? Why did you come? Didn't I tell you that I always
wanted to
have a little gay girl..."

"I'm not a gay girl! I've never had anything to
do with
another girl in my life."

"Well, maybe the current label is
bi-girl. Anyway, I've
always wanted a young girl who was obviously smitten by
me
to be available to come over when I needed her to offer some
measure of
sexual relief."

"You mean just a friend who could come over and help you get
off when you're hung up from a dud date or extra horny for
some reason?"

"That's it! That's it exactly."

"Well, it seems a little strange but I guess
I could do
that."

"Well, the way you've been looking at me with such tender
yearning all afternoon has me sort of worked up." She met my
eyes with her own
and shifted her gaze down to her panties,
pulling my eyes along with hers.

"Do you want me to do something to you now? Do you want me
to touch your
panties?" I asked her with my heart in my
throat, fearing equally her
acceptance or her refusal.

"Or you may have an unacknowledged desire to kiss
my panties,
or maybe just smell them. Why don't you come closer and kneel
down and find out what you want to do?"

I was compelled by my intense
craving to do exactly what she
suggested but I was intimidated by the fear of
what she
would think of me. I moved slowly towards her as though to
delay the
decision but keeping the option open.

"You're just being shy, Darlene, you
know you want to get
between my legs. There's no one to see you, don't you
think
my legs are pretty enough?"

For her to think that I failed to
appreciate any part of her
beauty filled me with mind-numbing dread and my
decision
occurred without any conscious effort on my part. My knees
just bent
of their own accord and I found my face mere
inches from her precious panties.
Then I turned my face to
brush my lips lovingly and submissively against her
smooth,
gorgeous thigh. My tongue came out unbidden and began to
lick her
fragrant skin and I closed my eyes, unable to bear
the beauty offered so
unexpectedly.

She reached down and took my extended tongue between her
fingers and pulled gently until I rose up on my knees with
my large titties
pressed into the insides of her thighs.
Then she lowered her head to take my
tongue into her mouth
and sent such searing, electric thrills through me that
I
very nearly collapsed.  After sucking on my tongue for a
while and giving
hers to me to suck on much longer, she
again reached up and held my tongue in
her fingers.  This
time she drew my head gently down until she squeezed my
tongue against her panties. She continued to rub it
into the adorable cleft in
her panties. Waves of intense
pleasure inundated me and I was in such a state
of shock
that I could do nothing but continue to press my tongue
against her
panties when she released it. When she let go of
my tongue, I followed the
pattern she had established. I
moved it up and down in her cleft, savoring the
taste that
permeated her panties.

"There, sweetie," she said, "just lick it
for a while, just
lick it to your heart's content. I'm not going to make you
do anything else until you're thoroughly familiar with doing
this."

I was
intensely relieved that she wasn't going to make any
exorbitant demands on me
because I was extremely fearful of
what she might try to make me do. I was
completely content
for a long time to just lick her panties and try to work my
tongue deeper into her cleft by pushing the panties inside.
However, the musky
aroma of her growing arousal began to
impugn my efforts and a growing
dissatisfaction prompted me
to want to do more.

Seeming to be completely in
tune with my growing desires,
she raised her hips and pushed her panties down
to her
thighs. The sight of her tantalizing pussy pushed aside my
immediate
dread and I stopped worrying about what she was
going to make me do and
started doing what I came to realize
I wanted to do. Her thighs widened,
stretching her panties
across them and I moved over her panties and put my
tongue
back where I knew it belonged, deep inside her cleft. The
abundant
juices and powerful fragrance at first startled me
and caused me to realize
momentarily what I was doing. But
the realization and the self-disgust was not
enough to
overcome my mounting desire and my tongue danced rapturously
over
her neat pussy lips and plunged between them and licked
up and down. When I
raised my tongue to her clit, I wrapped
my lips around it and sucked briefly,
then released it,
instinctively afraid if I brought her off, she would then
make me leave.

After some time she reached down, grabbed my hair and pulled
my head up and away from her. I was crushed, thinking she
was through with me.
Then she reached with her other hand
and pushed her panties completely off and
raised her heels
up to the chair and spread her legs really wide. I was
made
delirious with joy when she pushed my head back into
her cunt as I realized
that she just wanted me to do more.
She then pushed gently on the top of my
head and I was so
humiliated when I realized she was pushing my mouth down to
her asshole. I never knew some girls made other girls do
that sort of thing.
But I could no more refuse her than I
could stop breathing, so I pushed my
tongue up into her
puckered hole. Her intense intake of breath made me glad
that I did. She loved it, and that made me love it so I
began to plunge my
tongue in and out as well as I could,
considering the tightness of the hole.

Then she pushed me roughly away, stood up and unhooked and
unzipped her skirt
and let it fall so I helped her out of
that. Then she walked over to her bed,
nude from the waist
down and lay on her side with her marvelous, rounded butt
towards me. All pretense was basically shattered and I had
the choice of
joining her as her little gay girl or leaving
with what was left of my
dignity. I thought it over long
and hard for twelve to fourteen seconds and
then the allure
of her rounded bottom drew me to her bed.

In the position
she was in, with her thighs pressed firmly
together, I was perplexed about
what she wanted. I reached
over her arm to touch her bra. She let me fondle
her titties
for a while and then pushed my hand away, "I'll give you
some
titty to suck later, I'll take off my bra and let you
suck yourself to
sleep...after you finish what you started."

I lay down beside her and could
not keep from pressing my
pelvis against the top of her back with my face
about even
with her ass. I worked my hips against her for a while and
then
moved my face against her protruding ass cheeks. I
swallowed my pride and
started licking her rosy cheeks,
working my tongue back down into the cleft of
her ass,
searching again for the puckered hole, which was all she
seemed to
want of me. She reached back with one hand and
pulled up on one cheek which
gave me much better access. By
making my tongue as rigid as possible, I found
I could fuck
her asshole sufficiently to make her breatheing more labored.
Soon she rolled over on her stomach and I followed, humping
my pussy against
her upper back. She spread her thighs as much
as possible, working her hips
violently against the mattress
and my face moved into her aromatic pussy and
I plunged my
tongue into her. The thrust of her hips caused my tongue to
move to her clit, through her pussy lips and back to her
asshole which I tried
to penetrate as her ass was raised.

All too soon she became rigid as a post,
quivering and
moaning in ecstasy and my hips worked my pussy blatantly
against her shoulders, bringing me to the greatest orgasm of
my life. But her
delirium subsided and was replaced with
anger.

"You really need a good
spanking," she wailed, "for being a
nasty girl and sucking another girl's
pussy and asshole." She
looked up with a ferocious look in her eye. "If you
let me
spank you, I'll take off my bra and let you suck some titty."

I felt
like some kind of an abomination as I sat up on the
bed and crawled over her
lap, sobbing uncontrollably. She
worked her left hand under my abdomen and
cupped my pussy
and held it as she swatted my behind. Feeling the heat
rising
in my ass from her surprizingly hard slaps, I reached
behind and tried to
protect my ass from any more spanking.I
suppose she was hesitant to overdo it
and finally stopped
spanking me. She reached up and undid the buttons of her
blouse. I eagerly helped her pull it off her shoulders, then
I unhooked her
bra. She rolled over, leaving the bra on the
bed and I lay down beside her
and she cuddled my head in her
arms and pushed a turgid nipple into my mouth
and let me
suck myself to a peaceful sleep.

I eventually awoke to find her
gone and I went back to my
own dorm. The next Monday, I made all my morning
classes but
hurried to the Union to see if she was there. I was perplexed
to
see a larger crowd around her. She was like a queen holding
court. Strangely,
most of those gathered around her were coeds
but I noticed when some guys did
come around she basically
ignored them, excluded them from the brunt of her
vivacious
charm. Some hung around anyway, perhaps hoping to score with
such
a large aggregate of girls.

I just sat at the periphery thinking I might as
well make my
class but I couldn't quite muster the strength to leave.
Eventually
the crowd began to thin out and I managed to move closer. Finally
several girls who seemed to be together in a group were all that
was left.
They each announced with regrets that they had pressing
matters to attend to
and began to leave. All except one who claimed
she had nothing else to do. I
moved into the booth where Annie sat
with the remaining girl who just happened
to be gorgeous and also
blessed with large titties.

Annie smiled at me in
welcome and made some effort to include me in
what was going on but she was
obviously intent upon mesmerizing the
new girl. I was quite depressed and
scolded myself for not being
more outgoing and contributing something to the
conversation. I felt
my whole world was crumbling when abruptly Annie stood up
and said,
"Cathy here wants to go up to my dorm and visit, do you want to
come
with us?"

I mumbled assent and stood up to leave with them. As we
were walking
down a corridor, Annie hooked her arm in Cathy's and they moved
ahead
of me. Annie glanced back and me and said, "you can bring up the rear,
sweetie, that will give you a chance to get a good view of our asses
and think
about what you want to do to us when we get to my room. Bet
you never imagined
you'd get to do two such sexy girls at the same time,
did you?"