Soaked Panties Novels & Stories

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 pantie

She cried out and he reached down grabbed her panties, and she heard them tear as he yanked them forward off her legs. Gio wadded the ruined soaked panties into a ball and shoved them into her mouth, then really went to work on her pussy. Pinching her clit harder and stabbing his tongue in and out of her like he was fucking her with it. She could taste her desire on the ruined, dirty panties in her mouth. The smell of them in her nose, as she screamed out her first orgasm around them. Gio stood and spun her around. Grabbing her hands and moving them across the desk. "Hold on to the other edge Mommy slut you dirty girl."

The cock sprang free, huge and thick, the bulbous head shining with the fluid that was already dripping down the length. The sight made me squeeze my thighs tightly. My pussy throbbed, the panties already completely soaked. “Your turn.” He said, his voice a growl. “Take off the panties. I want to see you.” I brought my hands to the waistband of the black lace. I lifted my legs slowly, knees bent, feet planted on the mattress. I slid the panties down my thighs with provocative slowness, alternating one leg and then the other. When the piece finally came off, I threw it in his direction.

I used the dildo to tease my pussy without taking off my panties. “Hmmm,” I kicked back my head as I began to feel the sensation in my pussy warm up. My pussy was starting to get wet with my juices. “Oh yes, this feels so good. I can’t wait for this dildo to be inside my pussy and fuck the shit of me,” I cried out, moaning softly. My panties were already soaked with my juices. “I’m going in kitties,” I announced as I used my dildo to shove my panties to the side and slipped it into my pussy.

I gritted, striking harder on the last word. “Ahhh, fuck!” she cried, shuddering beneath me. “Apologize,” I said coolly. “I’m sorry,” she whimpered, thighs squeezing together. I looked down. Her panties were soaked—completely drenched. She was soaked for me. The ache in my pants was now unbearable. I reached down, shifting the damp fabric between her cheeks aside, and ran my fingers along her folds—wet, swollen, pulsing. Fuck. I wanted to drop to my knees and taste her. Devour her right here on this desk.

His fingers moved really fast, and soon, I felt a warm, tight sensation in my lower belly. Being held up in the air like that made me feel a kind of shame I couldn't put into words. Before long, they had torn off my clothes too, and several of them hoisted my naked body up in the air. I couldn't stop a tingling feeling from washing over my body. Desire washed over me like a flood, almost drowning me. "And you say you don't want it? Your panties are soaking wet. You're probably dying for it." With that, the leader stood between my legs and revealed his considerable manhood.

Winter got me good and it’s evident in how hard I am, thinking about sliding my hands into her panties. Damnit.

The cool air of the office touched my wet skin, and I shivered. He reached up without saying a word, gripped the waistband of my soaked panties, and ripped them off in one quick, rough motion. The sound of the fabric tearing filled the quiet office, and I gasped at how sudden and possessive it felt. He tossed the torn panties to the side and looked up at me with those intense grey eyes. They were dark with want, and his voice came out low and rough when he spoke.

“But first… those panties. Take them off. Right here. Right now.” My face burned as I reached under my skirt, fingers trembling while I hooked the waistband and slowly slid the soaked fabric down my thighs. The cool air hit my exposed, dripping pussy as I stepped out of them, the lace clinging wetly to my skin before I held the drenched panties out to him in my open palm. He took them from me with more care than I would have expected, his fingers brushing mine. He lifted the delicate, soaked cloth to his nose for a long, shameless inhale, eyes locked on mine the entire time. A low, approving growl rumbled in his chest.

With shaky hands, I pulled the sleeves of my dress down, the fabric pooled at my feet, leaving me in just my bra and cum-stained panties while Silas stood by the door, arms crossed, his dark eyes devouring every inch of my exposed skin. I unhooked my bra and let it fall before standing on my feet leaving me in only pants. Silas strode across the room without a word and turned on the faucet. Warm water began filling the tub. “Step in.” I obeyed, lowering myself into the rising water with only my soaked panties still on, the heat made my skin prickle with goosebumps. The moment I was submerged, Silas reached over, hooked his fingers into the waistband of my pant