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Part 9 of Supernatural One Shots
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2020-12-27
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2020-12-27
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Dean and the Pink Panties

Chapter 1: Chapter One

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Dean was nineteen, hustling pool at some local bar. Sammy was going to get hungry and Dean needed to make sure the kid could eat, especially with his sudden growth spurt. Wouldn't be long and he would be taller than Dean himself. Dean finished off the poor guy he was playing with and gathered up his cash to pocket. He wouldn't be able to make any more cash this way tonight, since everyone paying attention knew that he could actually play, so Dean decided to mingle for a bit, hoping for someone to get laid with tonight. A tall young woman caught his eye from the corner of the bar. She was eyeing him with this blatant "Come hither" look. She was pretty, with her South of the Border skin and black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. Her eyes were heavily lined, enough so he could see them from the distance. He decided he better go over there if he wanted to get on top of this, or her.

"How're you, malady?" Dean asked, all charm and perfect teeth.

"Better now that you're here, baby," she said as her hand found Dean's arm.

"What do ya say we find a more private place?" Dean asked. No point in beating around the bush, right?

"Sure thing, got a car?"

"Yes, ma'am." Boy, he was certainly laying it on thick tonight. He led the way to his pride and joy, a black four door 1967 Chevrolet Impala. A beauty, and in pristine shape. She was gorgeous.

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"Just try them on, baby, I know you'll like them." Rhonda encouraged, her own black satin panties strained with a bulging cock.

"I don't know, maybe I should just go." But here's the problem, Dean was intrigued and didn't want to leave. He genuinely wondered what it would be like to feel that satin on his cock, rubbing and stretching. "Do they have to be pink?"

"You won't be any less a man, and, baby, you are all man, if you wear pink panties."

"Fine," Dean pouted as he slid the smooth satin over his hairy legs. There wasn't really any room for his cock, but he did have to admit, they felt pretty damned good.

"See, told you it was nice," Rhonda said, smiling seductively as she advanced and ran long nails over the satin enclosed cock. "Now what do you say we have a little fun?"