Gooey Panties Novels & Stories

He really enjoyed himself. Susan let out a breath as she realize just how soaked her pussy is. My panties are drenched. Fuck. She brush a lock of raven hair back behind her ear as she swallow weakly. Throwing the skirt off of her body, she stretch before getting up from the chair. Then she slide her soaked panties down her legs. Once she toss the dirty underwear into the air, she head to the bed and dig out her new dildo.

Craig turned around, his arms up, ready to touch her, but mom had backed up several steps and had her back to him. Under the robe, she wore the black panties he'd seen on twitter. What that angle hadn't shown however, was that the back of her panties was sheer lace, showing off her ass. Mom lifted her long hair up and spread her legs wider. "Take a picture, baby." "Later, I want to..." "Take a picture, it makes me wet." Mom looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Wetter, I should say because honey, your mother's cunt is so wet. I've soaked my panties."

I muttered a quiet thank you and returned to the bathroom. When I opened the bag, my jaw dropped. Inside was not only a full carton of pads, but also a dozen pairs of expensive panties, all silk, all delicate and embroidered like they belonged in a boutique. My hands shook as I touched them. “God,” I whispered again, tears burning my eyes. “Who is this man? And why is he being this caring to me?” I slipped into one of the panties, stunned at how perfectly it fit. How did he even know my size?

He left her computer exactly as he saw it, then returned to his room to wait for her. Amy arrived that evening before their parents after a day out with her friends. She was horny and needy as she had spent the entire hangout thinking about fucking her pussy while watching a new p**n show she had found. She had barely noticed the sticky panties on her bed until she wanted to sit, and the material brushed against her skin. “What the hell? Is that cum?” She yelled, picking up the panties gingerly to sniff. It had to be cum. Why on earth were her panties filled with cum? She gasped as she realised Dylan was the only one at home.

she moaned as her eyes fluttered shut. She gasped as soon as I tugged the robe open, the cold air tickling against her bare skin. I was right, she had nothing underneath, except a tiny pair of panties. They were dark blue, sexy, and silk. My fingers toyed with the sides, desperate to pull them off, as her fingers reached for my shirt.

Her voice dropped into a dangerous tone“Or I’ll rip them off myself and shove them down your throat while I beat your ass purple.” My hands shook as I reached under my skirt. I put my fingers into the waistband of my soaked panties and peeled it down my legs. I stepped out of them and held the soaked panties in my fist. Lila extended her hand,“Give them to me.” I hesitated only a second before placing the dripping panties in her hand. She lifted them to her nose, inhaled deeply, and let out a moan. “Mmm. So fucking soaked again. You really are a whore, aren’t you?”

It’s all I can think of – its all I want, and all I could ever want. I am on my knees now – all caution and propriety are vanished. With both hands, I part her thighs and begin to lick up the track of the little brown stream on her right thigh. I am inching my way towards her panties and the forbidden treasures they hold. Her shit is thicker now, hotter, stronger and more arousing. I have hiked her dress up to her waist, exposing her beige cotton panties. My eyes are met with an indescribably perverse sight. Her lovely panties are bulging with her hot soft shit. It is seeping out of the right leg-hole, staining her cotton crotch a wet brownish yellow.

I used the dildo to tease my pussy without taking off my panties. “Hmmm,” I kicked back my head as I began to feel the sensation in my pussy warm up. My pussy was starting to get wet with my juices. “Oh yes, this feels so good. I can’t wait for this dildo to be inside my pussy and fuck the shit of me,” I cried out, moaning softly. My panties were already soaked with my juices. “I’m going in kitties,” I announced as I used my dildo to shove my panties to the side and slipped it into my pussy.

Clothes are flung everywhere, and there's a pyramid of beer cans on the table. "This... is not going to work," I mutter, stepping into the living room. "What?" he shrugs. A bright pair of blue panties catches my eye. Using my pointer finger and thumb like tweezers, I tug them out of the gray chair and hold them up. They're so small I couldn't fit one leg in them. Is that the kind of girls Max is into?

My thighs were clenched so tight my legs were shaking. “And wait, wait,” she said, holding up a finger. “That’s not even the best part. I bought edible panties. Three flavors. Cherry. Mango. Rum Punch. I was gonna save them for Valentine’s but fuck it. Life is short. Orgasms are shorter. Might as well eat ‘em off each other, right?” I swallowed hard. The slick between my thighs was turning into a mess. “And I’m so fucking glad daddy accepted,” she continued, oblivious. “I was so scared he’d say no.