My Panties Are So Wet Novels & Stories

Without a single thought, I staggered over to the WC, dropped the cover, and sat on top of it. My legs parted before I could even imagine it. I was too horny, too wet to even process anything. I moved my hand down to my panties. God! I was dripping! I was a soaking mess of juice. My hand moved faster, slipping my soaked panties to the side. My finger moved again, and the moment they found my clit, my back arched and my eyes rolled backward. “Fuck….” I cried ecstatically, rubbing my fingers against my clit while the wetness was streaming down like a river.

Between her panties I can feel how very wet she is as I rub her, causing her to moan. I part her panties aside and let my fingers stroke wet folds, brushing against wet folds. I rub her gently while feeling the wetness, feeling her heat. In goes a finger, her tightness, her wetness wrapping around me as I slide in, her moan, her body pressing against mine, her hips rhythmically working with my finger. I add another finger, stretching her, preparing her for what is to come.

I know my panties must be wet, it has happened to me countless times, sometimes i even thought of how his huge dick will feel in my throat. I know am not supposed to have this feeling but i just can't help myself from admiring his figure. "he's just so perfect", i thought..i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping .

My hand fisted the armrest, my balls aching as I fought the urge to lunge. She spun slowly, her ass flexing in her jeans. She bent over just enough to pop the zipper, dragging it down tooth by tooth. She peeled the denim off her creamy, slim-thick thighs before kicking them free to leave her in simple white cotton panties. They were plastered wet to her pussy, the crotch see-through and dark. Holy fuck, she’s drenched. Those good-girl panties were wrecked. I can’t wait to rip them aside and tongue-fuck that creamy slit till she soaks my face.

I smiled and continued, feeling my cold mouth slowly get warmer against her soft skin. She pulled me in closer, groaning my name like a desperate prayer. Her lacy underwear was pointless. It was soaking with her juices. There was no point in her still wearing it. “This has got to go," I mumbled again, her skin, hooking my finger on the panty, and in one swift movement, it was off. My fingers tested her folds. She was soaking wet and my trousers could testify. “So soaked," I mumbled, releasing her hardened nipple from my mouth and groaning against her soft skin. “What am I going to do with you?"

I moan into his mouth when I feel him rub my clit softly through my panties. “You're so wet for me, little one,” he growls in my ears. I nod, unable to speak. I should be ashamed that my panties are soaking wet because of my best friend's dad, but I don't feel any single atom of shame in me. He begins to rub circles on the wetness, at the entrance of my pussy and I moan loudly again. My pussy is throbbing and I feel a maddening ache in there that I can no longer wait.

I whispered, unable to stop myself from begging for more. Axel smirked as he ran his fingers over the damp fabric of my panties, the thin material barely providing any barrier between his teasing strokes and my aching clit. "You're so deliciously wet, baby girl," he murmured, his voice a sinful whisper that made me shiver with anticipation. His fingers pressed down on my clit through my soaked panties, making me whimper and squirm beneath him. Axel expertly traced circles around the sensitive nub, applying just the right amount of pressure to drive me wild but never enough to bring me over the edge. I could feel my wetness seeping through the fabric, my panties becoming even more soaked with

By then, my fingers were already in between the hole of her pu**y but her panti*s were still guarding it. I dipped my finger into the pot hole pushing her panties dip into her honey pot. She screamed in pleasure. I thrust it in and out of her and she moaned loudly She was really sweating “Baby, please f**kkkkkkk…..f**kkk me!!” She screamed I shifted her panties and I felt her watery pu**y Gosh! She is really wet. I dipped my finger really dip into her p**sy and she screamed out. “Ahhahahahah!! Awwn!!” She screamed at the top of her voice already sweating profusely.

"I bet your pussy is already wet for me. Tell me the truth." I look around. Some colleagues are talking nearby. A few men glance at my chest when they think I am not looking. I feel naughty and excited. "Yes," I admit. "I am wet." Ryan smiles and slides his hand under the back of my dress. His fingers touch my bare ass. I did not wear panties either. He asked me not to. His middle finger finds my wet slit from behind and rubs it gently. I almost drop my glass. Pleasure shoots through me.