Creamy Wet Panties Novels & Stories

Her own reveal was soon to follow. Again, we had pretty much seen it all through her panties. Emma had a really nice snatch. Her pubes were trimmed down to almost a minimumÑprobably for all her sports stuff (my baby sis wasn't fucking. Was she?). Her labia were pretty and plump with a bit of an oversized clit (it must run in the family) that hung down lazily between her little lippies. It was also juicy as all hellÑbig droplets of thick, clear fluid soaked her pubes, ran down her legs and dripped onto the floor. Her legs were practically shiny with it. Poor girl, her panties hadn't been covering her up, so much as stanching her flow. Now she was just dripping everywhere. She did her best to

I kicked them off, leaving me in just my thin, soaked camisole and a pair of simple cotton panties. He let out a low whistle. “Look at that. Already soaked for me. You really are a little slut, aren’t you?” He reached out and hooked a finger into the crotch of my panties, pulling the fabric aside. The cool air hit my bare, wet folds, and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped my lips. He ran a single finger slowly up my slit, gathering my wetness on his fingertip. He brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply.

"Take off your dress. Let me see all of you." My hands moved before my mind could argue. I pulled the dress over my head and stood there in just my bra and soaked panties. Alex looked at my heavy breasts and licked his lips. "Beautiful," he said. "Now the rest." I unhooked my bra. My full breasts spilled out. My pink nipples were stiff and aching. Then I slid my panties down my legs. Cool air touched my wet pussy and I shivered. Alex dropped his pants. His cock sprang free. Thick, long and veined. The head was already leaking. It looked so big. Much bigger than I imagined.

His voice was cold as ice and when he picked up my pantie from the floor, I froze, my face flushing red with embarrassment. "Give back that! What right do you have to touch my underwear!" I yelled, trying to reach for it but the motherfucker was taller. "Hmm….." he hummed, sliding his fingertips along the soaked fabric, "G-string? our dear nerdy wears sexy panties too? Hmm, interesting. But why is it so wet, who made you cum this much?" I twisted my face in pure disgust when he brought it close to his nose and took a long sniff. "Wow….such depraved scent…."

I want to see how wet you are. I reached down, my fingers trembling as I gripped the hem of the white dress. Slowly, agonizingly, I hiked it up, exposing my bare hips and the damp, glistening slit of my pussy. I wasn't wearing any panties... I never did for Big Daddy. I reached down, sliding two fingers into my folds, the wetness making a loud, squelching sound that echoed through the stream. "Mmmph... I'm so soaked," I moaned, my hips beginning to buck instinctively. "I've been thinking about you all day, Big Daddy. I'm such a mess for you."

He didn’t question why I spoke about my twin this way, which turned me on even more. I dug into my pocket and pulled out Lainey’s panties that I jerked off into and pushed the material against his nose. “Smell it.” I heard him inhale instantly. “Lick it, Kai.” He listened to me so readily. “I use these little panties to masturbate into. I always come so hard when I think about the three of us together.” Kia inhaled deeply as his hand folded over mine to keep it to his face. Then he took our conjoined hands and moved them down to his massive erection.

Slippery wet fucking pussy. I don’t know what I love more, the sound of a went cunt when you’re ramming into it or just the feeling of being inside. Either way, my Favorite thing to do is fucking. Even better if it’s with a screamer like this one. I smirked at the sight of her messy hair and jiggling tits. “Don’t stop, Callum. Please” Her voice was so low, my ears could barely pick them up.

My fingers trembled as I set the panties on his desk, the tiny scrap of fabric looking out of place against the neat, polished wood. My heart nearly stopped when he reached forward and picked them up. He held them between his fingers, turning them slightly, his eyes dark as he studied them. I felt my stomach twist painfully, shame pouring over me like ice water when I realized what he was seeing. The dampness. The undeniable evidence of what my body was feeling even though my mind screamed against it. I wanted to disappear. My face was so hot that I had to look away, staring at the floor like it could swallow me up. My hands fidgeted with the edge of my skirt, twisting and untwisting it nerv

I could feel myself growing wetter by the second, my panties clinging to my puffy folds. Adrian's hands slid down to hook in the waistband of my drenched panties, tearing them away like they were tissue paper. I shivered as the cool air hit my newly exposed c*nt, my swollen lips glistening with arousal. "Look at this needy cunt," he growled approvingly, running a finger through my slick folds and collecting the evidence of my desire. "Dripping for me already, you insatiable little slut." He brought his coated finger to his lips, making a show of licking it clean, savoring my taste.” Mmm, delicious. Gonna devour this sweet pussy 'til you're screaming…”

Turning to the side, I check my body, the small mound of my breast, my small waist and the petite curve of my hips and ass. Just looking at myself in mirror makes me wet, I hope Jason doesn’t reject me, I hope he lets me take care of him the way he takes such good care of us. I run my hand down my neck down to the middle of my legs, without lifting the shirt, I tease my entrance, staining the white in my juice. “Let’s go get what’s ours” I say to my reflection before pulling up the shirt slighty. Even in these panties, it’s easy to see how wet my pussy is, the panties barely cover my plump pussy lips, the chubby lips are peeking out, pink and wet with slick.