My Wet Panties Novels & Stories

Her shape was more Rubenesque than she was in the video, but still great proportions and tone. Mum's panties were soaked with moisture from her arousal to the point I could almost see right through them to her pussy. I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them too off her hips and down her thighs. Her pussy was so wet they clung there a moment longer, letting go with a snap. Down and off along with her pants. Mum was now naked too, as Ginger and me.

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.

“You’ve made a fucking mess of your panties, baby girl, soaking them through with your cum. I think we’d better take these off.” My fingers push under the edge of her panties, brushing against her soft, silken pussy before hooking into the soaked panties. I yank them down, making her gasp as I half rip them off in my zeal, letting them drop to tangle at her knees. She whimpers, panting as she stays just like that bent over, ass up, and legs spread for the both of us with her messy panties caught at her knees.

I can feel my pussy dripping again, pulsing against the thin material of my panties. My pussy is swollen and fucking raw. It’s been wet and hot for three days straight without a break, all because my best friend’s mother doesn’t know how to cover up. I doubt it would make a difference even if she did, since all she has to do is just smile and my knees weaken.

This was different from the scent of her hairbands and this was a hundred times better. Like the unhinged, horny man that I fucking was, I spread her panties to see the wet patch on it. "Did you say you weren't wet? Your panties says you were lying." "I... I wasn't lying. I am not... I am not wet. I can't be wet for you." she denied still, even as her pupils dilated.

I began begging as my hand would not stop rubbing my clit fast and hard. "Please... Please, daddies. Can... Can you see my panties?" I pulled my knees up to give an even clearer sight of my now soaked panties. The wet streak on the peach coloured panties was so obvious. "I can see how wet you are, you fucking slut" Luxuria got up to his feet, flyer undone and cock fisted in his hand. "You want to come, ugh?" Grayson asked, his breathing filled with pleasure and his hands moving in that sure way of self pleasuring.

My legs were slightly spread apart, and I could feel how wet my sex was. “En…Enzo…” His fingers wandered into my panties and made circles over my clit. I buried my face into his thigh to muffle the moans, while he chuckled. “So wet. It’s so beautiful.” Without warning, he grabbed my underwear and pulled. A sharp ripping sound echoed in the room. I didn’t have to see to know that one of my favourite pairs of panties was now in shreds and lying miserably on the floor somewhere. “Hey! That was my favourite pair!”

“Go ahead and get clean.” I gulp. Oh god, can I do it? Can I shower in front of the hottest men I’ve ever met, letting them see my everything? And the real Lily takes over then because with a soft nod, I reach down. Slowly hooking my fingers into the sides of the thin elastic, I pull my panties down, the cotton easing to my knees. And oh god, it’s embarrassing. Because a thin strand of pussy cum connects my hole to the soft fabric, clear and juicy, evidence of my need.

My eyes widened in anticipation of what she was about to show me, but before I could prepare my eyes for whatever it was, she had already flung her hand out from underneath her dress, and hanging between her fingers were my red panties which I gave her earlier. "I'm sorry, I thought I should return this." She apologized, her eyes lowered to the floor, unable to meet mine. I scoffed darkly, "Umm...it's fine." I mumbled softly, taking the panties away from her. She seemed embarrassed about the whole thing, she could barely look at me. I was shocked why the hell she wouldn't wanna look at me. I'm a woman just like her for goodness sake, so what's the shyness for?