I Wet My Panties Novels & Stories

A sharp breath left my lips when my fingers brushed my wet panties. I quickly retreated my fingers. I was freaking wet and turned on. It was just a dream but it left me hot and needy. My insides clenched begging for something we can't get. "Let me get a cup of water," I muttered to myself. A habit of mine. Maybe the water will quench the inferno in me. My legs pressed together in between were still sticky. Why was I this horny? I rolled over screaming into a pillow that muffled out my screams.

Something wet slips down my body, soft and warm, like I’m all lubed up and soaked, it pools in my cotton panties, and clings to my wetness. No. Not here. Please. “Fuck…” My legs give way and I fall forward. “I have to go.”

The image is so vivid, so real, that a rush of heat surges through me, leaving me damp, throbbing. I glance at him. He’s still asleep. Perfect. I bite my lip, fighting with myself, but the need is too great. I let my hand slide under the thin fabric of my skirt. My fingers brush over my panties , already soaked , and I inhale sharply. I press harder, rubbing myself, letting the pleasure build. My eyes close, and a quiet moan escapes my lips before I can stop it. Then I feel it , warm breath, right against my cheek.

7:51. They wouldn’t be home yet. I slid my fingers in my panties to find myself surprisingly wet. I felt the wet spot that I had left in my panties. I was rubbing my clit, looking at the girl sucking the pussy of the other. I tilted my head back and moaned. Damn I was so turned on. I stayed on my clit for a bit, teasing myself.

Mia's brother, drunk in my bathroom, made it hotter, tension coiling tight like a spring. He couldn't hold back. Hands gripped my hips firm, spinning me to face the mirror, body pinning mine from behind. "Need this... need you," he growled, yanking my shorts down in a rough slide, cool air hitting my bare ass and slick folds. His own shorts shoved low, cock springing free, hot, veined, the head nudging between my cheeks. He rubbed frantic now, sliding along my wetness, teasing the entrance without entering, the friction making us both shudder.

I go slow at first, then pick up the pace, rubbing myself harder as I stifle the embarrassing sounds rising in my throat. Behind me, across the room, Dog spits, and a moment later I hear the smooth sounds of his caresses. Inside my tattered shorts, my panties dampen with my arousal as I picture his cock in my mind – long and thick and full of desire. My fingers slip inside my panties and I touch myself, skin to skin. My farewell is wetter than ever - so wet it's running down my inner thighs. "Oh shit," I whisper, sucking air between my teeth.

"I won't be able to look at his mouth without blushing." I wave her off. "You never blush." She laughs. "Well, what do you want me to say-when I look at his mouth my panties go wet." The girl has no filter. "You're incorrigible. No wet panties with my man. You have your own to drool over." "Panty drool is a good word for it." "Come on." I take her hand. "Someone needs to stuff a sock in your mouth."

I moaned seductively. “You’ve gotten very wet. Your panties are soaked here…” Adrian whispered alluringly into my ear as he pressed his finger against my crotch through my panties. He began stroking me through the thin fabric of my panties and the texture of the fabric began rubbing against my soaked entrance and my sensitive clit. I moaned at the pleasure of his touch as I wished that he would start touching me there directly. His pleasurable touches only made me wetter down there. I felt another gush of hot heat in between my legs, and I started feeling embarrassed at how hot and wet I was getting.

I put my cock back into my wet boxers, "Only if you do it right." Riley smiled. Looking at her, I could see my cum all over the front of her panties, her soaked panties. She slipped her hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy through the fabric, pressing the gusset of those panties up into her wet vagina, leering at me as she did so, "I'm gonna wear these all day, Dad. So?" Those poor Unicorns, drowning in our climax. I smiled at my own joke. Riley nudged me, "Is that a yes?"

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.