Sexy Wet Panties Novels & Stories

My fingers glide over her damp panties, feeling her soft moan against my touch. The knowledge that she's so wet for me fills me with immense desire, knowing that it's me she desires, not some other guy. "Warren, please," she breathes out amidst moans, the sound of my name from her luscious lips driving me to increase the pace. My fingers work faster against the fabric that covers her needy pussy, the sensation of her desire fueling my actions. I watch with fascination as she arches forward, her ass teetering on the edge of the bed. With a gentle motion, I remove her panties, revealing a wet and eager pussy just waiting for me to take control.

A cloth, a reel of condoms, and a card dropped on the desk. I hooked my finger under my nose. Odessa stepped back. I grabbed a pen and lifted what seemed to be an underwear in the air. The soiled boxers swung on the pen. “What in the world!” Odessa examined the garment. “Is that semen?” For fuck sake! I groaned and dropped the pen and boxers in the nearby bin. Odessa snatched up the package, reading. “There is no returning address.” I turned my head to read the card. No handwriting. Some fucker thought it was funny to piece cut out letters from magazines on a white card. ‘A gift to my precious omega’. Wow! What was this world coming to?

Rolled us spooning, cock staying in lazy thrusts, pain and pleasure humming. "Anytime means now, baby.. feel me own you slow?" He whispered dirty in ear: "Woke you fucking, now sleep with brother's cum inside. Tomorrow? More.... kitchen, pool, whenever. You're my forbidden slut." I moaned soft, wiggling against him, intoxicated still. He dropped wet kisses on shoulder, hand sliding to core, fingers circling clit gentle then rough. Buried fingers inside beside his softening cock, battling slow. "Ahhh... just like... don't stop fingering!" Screamed quiet. Saliva from his mouth on my neck, trailing down.

“C’mon. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right.” --- They spent the next hour raiding their tiny closets. Zoe threw dresses and lingerie onto the bed like a stylist prepping a shoot. Maya kept rejecting every option. “That’s too short.” “That’s see-through.” “That’s basically dental floss.” “Exactly,” Zoe teased. “We want slutty. Slutty sells.” Eventually Maya gave in to a silky black slip Zoe insisted on, muttering curses under her breath as she changed in the bathroom. When she stepped out, Zoe wolf-whistled.

The door was slightly ajar and what I saw shook me to the core. My sister was sitting with her legs spread apart without any panties . She was still wearing the skirt though and fingering her pussy while messaging her boobs, encircling her fingers around her nipples. “Aaahhhhghhghh….” she moaned. That moan at that sight was a sexual awakening for me.

he asked quietly. I didn’t answer. Just stood there with my hands clasped tight in front of me. He stepped closer. “Lift your skirt. Show me what you’re wearing under that innocent dress today.” My hands shook as I obeyed. This time I had on the red lace panties I usually saved for videos. Lucas made a low sound in his throat when he saw them. “Much better,” he said. “Turn around. Hands on the console.” I bent over again. The position felt even more humiliating in the quiet church building. He pulled the lace aside and slid two fingers along my slit. I was already wet. Embarrassingly so.

“I’m wet too.” “Take your panties off,” Sharon said, gazing at her damp panties with desire. Beth slid her own panties off and the two women were finally bare together, naked pussies exposed. “Ooh...your pussy is so pretty when it’s all wet like that.” Sharon’s eyes narrowed and she threw the sheets off her naked lower half. The sensation in Beth’s pussy went into overdrive as she watched her sexy friend masturbate. Her fingers slid into the wet slit and came out dripping with juices and her moans and squeals were so incredibly sexy.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

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.