Life of Elliott…

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Hello knickers lovers, let me tell you about me : I am an expensive pair of black, lacy French knickers and I`ve been sitting here in a knickers drawer in the dark for almost a whole week. Being in the dark with the drawer opening just once every day is O.K – I`m used to being in the dark but I`m not used to sharing with all these other cheap knickers : I`m not really a snob, but I am beginning to hope she will wear me soon.
It was Saturday afternoon when Sue went into the knickers shop and purchased me : I wasn`t able to get a very good look at her but I`m a size twelve so she must be a big woman. Will she choose me today? I`ll soon find out because there`s the daylight and the drawer is opening…..she`s picking me up : is she going to take me out of my cellophane bag ? No, she`s put me down again and picked up a bright blue pair. I am getting a bit fed up now.
I am resigned to spend another day in this drawer but suddenly it opens again quite unexpectedly and Sue picks me up and takes me out of my bag and along to the bathroom where she lays me down while she undresses and climbs into the shower. Did you know that there are male knickers and female knickers ? The male knickers are all those plain one`s without any lace but the pretty knickers with lace and bows are female. I am definitely a pair of female knickers and in the bathroom I get my first really good look at Sue as she gets into the shower. Of course I am right about one thing – she is all woman, her breasts are large and heavy but my main interest is her bottom and I begin to wonder how on earth I will be able to cover all that bum flesh ?
I guess that this evening is a special occasion because Sue is getting herself ready very carefully and pampering her body after she has gotten out of the shower and dried herself : a spray of perfume between her legs and even into her bum crack. Now Sue is picking me up, stepping into me and pulling me up over her plump thighs until I am settled into the position I was intended for. I am soon snuggling around her meaty vulva, into her bum cleavage and doing my best to cover her large buttocks. She puts on a brassiere, a white blouse, pretty hold – up stockings, a rather short skirt and shoes with three inch heels.
There is an air of excitement as she finishes off her make – up : it is not as dark here as it was in the knickers drawer. At last she is ready and we go downstairs where her husband, Dave is waiting patiently. I discover we are off out to an anniversary meal.
“I`ll just go to the loo before we set out,” Sue tells him and he groans as she disappears into the downstairs cloakroom. She lifts her skirt and pulls me down around her thighs as she sits down on the toilet seat. There is a soft fart followed immediately by a trickle of pee from between the fat lips – and that`s it. The toilet tissue wipes the lips dry and I am pulled up into position quickly as the cistern flushes.
As Sue sits in the car, I am really pulled tight into her still damp cunt lips and once again I am unable to see very much but it`s not far to the restaurant and we are soon getting out of the car again and I am exposed to the full glare of light as she flashes my pretty gusset.
“Mmm, I like your knickers darling,” Dave is saying as he helps Sue out of the car and by the way he was staring, I think another chap in the car park liked them too ! “Come on Nick,” I heard a woman`s voice say, “What are you doing?”

A table is booked and we are soon sitting down. Drinks are on the table straight away and the food is ordered. After drinking two dry Martinis, Sue has to excuse herself to visit the ladies. Once again I am pulled down onto her thighs as she pisses strongly into the pan – this time it is a lot more than a trickle and I start to wonder when she will stop. Finally the hot stream of piss slows down, then stops and Sue wipes her vulva before pulling me up and adjusting her skirt. I am slightly damp around the gusset area as she dripped a little after her wipe
Back at the table Dave has ordered a third round of drinks and as soon as Sue sits down his hand is under her skirt and on her thigh. I don`t think anyone else in the restaurant can see what he`s doing, but I`m not sure. His fingers gradually creep under my loose fitting leg and come to rest underneath me and on her hairy mound. Sue is squirming in her seat as his forefinger comes into contact with her clit.
“What are you doing?” she whispers, “People will see.”
“Don`t worry – they can`t see anything,” and I feel his finger making circular motions on Sue`s sensitive bud.
“Dave, stop it. You`ll make me cum!”
Too late! I am getting soaked in my gusset because she`s already cumming.
The food arrives at the table and all is quite peaceful under here for the next hour while they are eating. Sue has obviously been drinking steadily as well as eating because when she`s finished her dessert she`s up again to go to the toilet. For the third time since she has put me on I am pulled down around her thighs and immediately I see a torrent of piss from between her labia flooding into the pan. She grabs a piece of tissue and wipes her lips, pulls me into position, washes her hands and returns to the table.
After coffee they decide that Dave has had too much drink to drive home so they ring for a taxi. They pay the bill and the restaurant agrees they can leave their car locked in the car park until the next day so they go outside to wait for the taxi. It is a warm evening and in the darkness they begin to kiss and cuddle at the rear of their car. Sue is leaning against the boot lid with her legs apart and I can feel her husband pressing up against her and his stiff cock on her mound. He lifts her skirt and with his fingers, pushes my gusset to one side while lunging forward to thrust his weapon right up her cunt. Sue is nice and wet so his cock disappears inside her straight away. Now he`s thrusting and Sue is moaning and the car is bobbing up and down and I can feel his wet shaft rubbing against my poor gusset. Suddenly, Sue is cumming again and her juice runs down her legs and onto the floor. Dave is grunting quite loudly and I feel him tense up as he shoots his spunk high up into his wife`s cunt. It`s fortunate they finished quickly because as soon as he pulls out the headlights of their taxi appear out of the darkness. Sue just has time to pull my sodden gusset back into place and smooth down her skirt before they climb into the taxi.

During the journey back they cuddle and kiss as my gusset is flooded with a mixture of Sue`s juices and Dave`s spunk.
“I think I`ll have a shower,” Sue says as soon as they get indoors, and she bounces up the stairs, into the bathroom, takes me off and tosses me into the laundry basket.

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My British Bombshell told me she likes to think up stories, as well as write in her Diary, and wondered if my friends would like to read one. I said “Hell yes, send it over!” Here it is, and although it is written not by Sue, but rather by her Knickers, I think there is a lot of ‘non-fiction’ here.

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18 comments on “KNICKERS… by Sue

  1. May
    December 15, 2018

    Nicely done – this reminds me of one malflic did a while back – from the suit-case’s POV

    Liked by 1 person

  2. E.L. Byrne
    December 15, 2018

    That was a fun perspective to do the story from. Thanks!

    Liked by 1 person

    • Life of Elliott...
      December 18, 2018

      I was surprised to see that she had written that kind of story, and applaud her ingenuity.


  3. Nero Black
    December 18, 2018

    A fun story!
    not sure if I needed all the toilet details tho’ 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. missy
    December 18, 2018

    I liked the different perspective on this but it made me glad that objects can’t think. I think 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  5. MPB
    December 18, 2018

    This is great and makes me think of that smut marathon round when we had to write from the point of view of sex a toy. Well done Sue and Elliott for posting.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Life of Elliott...
      December 18, 2018

      Yes, I thought of that when I read Sue’s story. I didn’t mind writing the first story to that prompt but the second one using someone else’s story I didn’t care for, and couldn’t get into.


  6. Marie Rebelle
    December 18, 2018

    Love this story from the point of view of the knickers. Sexy!

    Rebel xox

    Liked by 1 person

    • Life of Elliott...
      December 18, 2018

      I knew you would, Marie, and I thought of you when I read her story and knew that I had to use it. Maybe I’ll have Sue write my story when the Smut Marathon comes to that prompt! 😉


  7. Kayla Lords
    December 18, 2018

    Love both the creative aspect AND the likely non-fiction side, too. 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Littlegem
    December 20, 2018

    Love the different perspective, really hope my knickers don’t have a conscious mind!

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Floss
    December 20, 2018

    Fab tale and also gorgeous picture, I love those knickers, they looks so good 🙂


  10. Posy Churchgate
    December 22, 2018

    Firstly – Sue has to be told what a gorgeous rear she has, totally enhanced by those classy, sexy knickers.
    Secondly – great perspective, clever way to tell the story. Like Nero I didn’t much like the bathroom details, I felt they detracted from the sexy but totally agree that they anchored it in reality. Sue has a great voice and a nice sense of pace.


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