I once had a summer fling with this girl. She was only going to be in town for the summer, some kind of class she was taking for college. Anyway, we basically hooked up at a bar one night, and decided to become friends with benefits until she had to go back home. So, the time came for her to leave. Summer was drawing to a close. She texted me the day before she left to say that she had a little parting gift for me. After work, I went over to her apartment. I knocked, but she didn’t come to the door. Instead, she texted me to come inside, that the door was unlocked. I walked inside. A trail of panties littered the floor. Panties of all colors and styles. I picked them up as I followed the trail, which led to her bedroom.

She was perched on her bed, wearing nothing but a pair of white, cotton panties. “The ones in the trail are for you. But this pair is for me.” She winked and patted a space next to her. I sat next to her, admiring her pretty breasts. She leaned in, kissed me deeply, and pulled me on top of her. I fiddled with the hem of these pure white panties, but she pushed my hand away. “Not yet,” she whispered enticingly. She grabbed at my cock through the fabric of my jeans, pulling gently. Every inch of my body tingled with aching anticipation as our kisses became deep, complex delves of the tongue. Our saliva mixed together so we could taste each other one last time. She dug my cock out of the confines of my clothes and thumped it against her crotch teasingly. A small wet spot had formed on the white cloth.

She pulled the crotch of her panties aside and mounted me, sliding my full length inside of her. Her body moved up and down in gentle bounces. Then, she’d alternate into grinding so my cock rubbed up against the walls of her warm, tight pussy. As she got closer to cumming, her cunt squeezed around my throbbing dick, clutching it in place. I could feel the pressure building toward the head of it, as my own climax became more and more difficult to contain.

Finally, her insides squeezed me so tightly, that I couldn’t help but release. I hadn’t wanted her to get panties messed up, but I also couldn’t contain my desire any longer. I came hard and fast, letting out a deep, guttural moan as I did. She looked at me, her eyes glimmer with pleasure. “Sorry,” I said gruffly. “I didn’t mean to jizz in these panties.” She laughed, playfully kissing my lips. “That’s what I wanted. I wanted something remember you buy. I bought them for this occasion.” She peeled them off, the mixture of our juices soaking the white cotton crotch of them. “The rest of them are yours. Some of them, I’ve worn… and not washed.” She winked. This was quite possibly the sexiest, dirtiest parting gift I’ve ever received.