I Wet My Panties の小説・ストーリー

She is wet, soaking, and dripping wet, her panties soaked through with her wetness. "Wet," I murmur. "So fucking wet," I add as I move to stroke her pussy through her panties. "Were you this wet for me yesterday?" She nods rapidly. I move her panties to the side and move my middle finger down her pussy, lightly brushing her clit and her labia. I gather her wetness and spread it wide. "Please.." she moans her body writhing with need.

The kind of wet that soaks through underwear and makes the fabric cling. Six days ago I walked in on my ex inside another woman and felt nothing but relief. Relief that I could stop pretending. Stop being Boring Betty — the quiet girl who never asked for more than missionary and a goodnight kiss, who faked orgasms because it was easier than explaining what she actually needed, who went home after safe, bland sex and touched herself to fantasies so dark they scared her. I sign my name at 6:55 PM. My legs are trembling as I walk the envelope to the executive suite. My underwear is ruined. I can feel how swollen I am with every step, my clit pulsing against the wet lace, my nipples stiff under

I spat in rage and headed out. “You will be back, Ms. Taylor. I promise, you will be back!” He laughed as I walked off in a rush. I cursed and swore, my heart racing. But as I stepped into the woods, something occurred to me: I was feeling moist and excited between my legs, a jittery feeling that affected my walking. Was I… wet? It was then that I fully noticed, my pantie was soaking wet! How could I be turned on by such a beast?

I whisper as I sink my fingers into my thighs to stop making from doing something stupid but all it takes is another moan from James before I find my hand sneaking through my shorts. I press my palm against the thin material of my panties and it’s so freaking drenched. Am I… God, I can’t believe I’m turned on just by listening to James moans. As if that isn’t pathetic enough, I can’t seem to control myself as I shift my panties to the side and run a finger down my wetness. I continue to listen like the freak I just turned out to be. “Up. “ There’s the sounds of them changing movements and silence… and then.

Sirius also kissed her so passionately that she sometimes could barely breathe. Ashley began to feel something in her vaginal area. He felt very ticklish, itchy and also wet. Wait a minute... Did she wet the bed? Ashley was very embarrassed and had never felt this way before. Oh no! This is so embarrassing, don't let Bubba know that she wet her panties!

I’d caught the faint outline of his cock and had to look away before my face turned scarlet. “God, I’m pathetic,” I whispered to the empty room, but there was no real shame in it. Just hunger. I shoved the jeans down my hips in one impatient motion, kicking them off along with my socks. My panties were simple black cotton, already soaked—clung to my shaved pussy. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and peeled them away, letting the cool air hit my slick folds. A soft gasp escaped through my lips. I was wet. Embarrassingly wet. The kind of wet that made my thighs slide together when I walked.

My panties were the only thing in the way. I wish I could take off my sweatshirt, but he ordered me to lay down. And I don't want to ruin the moment. Call me crazy, but this means a lot to me. His eyes rested on my panties. It is white. I can tell he can see my wetness. God, that's embarrassing. His eyes moved to me. I stared at him nervously. "Wet already," he said. I can't help it. "Perhaps I was touching you in your head, wasn't I?" he asked.

Upside down, I watch my heavily soaked panties. ‘Jeez, Pam!’ The same part of me tries to scold me but I’m beyond that. I shove my hand in and peel off my panties. The rich sight has me gasping. It’s incredibly wild watching the slimy cum drip from my wet pussy. It carelessly spills along my thighs. It leaves me curling my toes and hoping to fuck with you. ‘PAM!’ I swipe a pad-full and pull out. Finally standing upright, I stare at my coated finger.

I can do something as simple as touching my own body while he watches, can’t I? He stops his wonderful tongue action and crazy good finger massages and waits. Slowly, my hand travels the length of my body, past my ribs and belly, before stopping at the juncture of my thighs. I’m shocked to feel how warm I am and even more shocked to find out just how wet. My panties are sodden. And the bed below me is soaking wet. Have I ever been this wet in my life?

"I see, sweetie. That does seem to be a problem. Can you show Daddy exactly where it is that you get wet?" Maddy stands and pushes down her shorts, stepping out of them. Her pink panties cling tightly to her pussy mound. She slides a hand between the gap in her thighs, rubbing a finger back and forth across her gash. "Right here Daddy. This is where my panties get wet." "Take them off, Baby. Daddy wants to see."