My Panties Are So Wet Novels & Stories

“You are pathetic.” Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public.” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.”

I was whimpering and grinding my soaked panties against nothing, losing my mind with pleasure. Mark’s hand slid down and rubbed my silk-covered pussy. “Fuck, she’s absolutely drenched,” he told Angie. “Her cunt is leaking all over these panties.” Angie stood up beside the bed, right in front of my face, and slowly peeled her black panties down. Her hairy pussy was right there — dark curls glistening with her arousal, plump lips puffy and parting, her swollen clit peeking out. The musky scent of her hit me and I licked my lips involuntarily.

It is big, just the way I like it. I clench my thighs together, feeling my panties already getting soaked. Shit. How is it even possible to get this wet so quickly? As if that isn’t enough, Thorne looks at me and asks me a question that makes my heart stop

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.

"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."

My panties were already sticking to me. I tried to focus. I really did. But every time I crossed my legs I remembered how they held me open on the table. How they took turns. How they filled me until cum was dripping down my thighs and onto the expensive carpet. My panties were already soaked by eleven. I could feel the wet spot spreading. I kept pressing my thighs together under the desk, trying to get some relief, but it only made it worse. By lunch I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Touch me. Please. I’m so wet I can feel it running. I need your hands on my tits and my cunt. Don’t stop.” Kylan’s fingers slid a little higher, pressing right against the soaked spot, rubbing slow and dirty. “She’s not kidding, Dylan. She’s dripping down her thighs already. Feel how hot she is.” I twisted my hips so my ass pressed back against Kylan and my tits pushed into Dylan’s hands. My panties were stuck to me, the wet fabric dragging every time I moved, clinging to my cunt. Both of them kept looking at the curtain and then back at me, their cocks hard against my sides, twitching every time I moaned.

Shamefully, eagerly wet. His fingers traced the edge of my panties, feeling how soaked the fabric had become. A quiet shiver ran through me as he pressed the flat of his hand firmly against my center, rubbing slow circles over my swollen clit through the drenched lace. The pressure was perfect, teasing yet deliberate. On the screen, a woman screamed as something monstrous chased her through a pitch-black forest, but I could barely register it. All my mind was focused on was Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs in the dark.

There's no way my roommate's big, thick cock will fit inside MY tight little pussy. She got up with a start, rushing back to her bedroom. She had just put these fresh panties on, and they were getting soaked with her juices! What was happening to her? She slid the panties down her legs and sat on her bed, spreading her thighs so she could look at her soaking wet opening. She intended to just touch it with her fingertips, to see how wet it was, but she couldn't stop there.

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.