Soaked Panties Novels & Stories

Her completely soaked silk panties were the only barrier left between them. Isabella moaned like a bitch in heat, arching her back as his mouth attacked her tits again, sucking one stiff nipple deep into his hot mouth while his curious fingers twisted the other. Her pussy clenched, dripping wet, while every forbidden fantasy she had buried exploded to the surface. The careful walls she had spent the past years building shattered in one brutal surge, leaving her naked, shaking, and begging for whatever he was willing to give her.

I wanted to shower like that every time, until I have no clue as to whether the wetness I feel pooling in my core was because of the water, or the product of my arousal. Suddenly, I felt a large hand grab ahold of my panties, pushing it to the side just before he thrust a finger in. There was no warning, and sure enough, my panties are soaked. I squeal, "Kaden!" I slap his arm with a mock glare, cheeks flushed and still burning from the memory of his fingers teasing me beneath my panties just minutes ago. “You’re insatiable.” Kaden smirks, eyes gleaming with no hint of remorse. “Only for you.”

"You really mean that? Because I'm dying to touch you right now." I took his hand and guided it higher under the hem of my sundress, letting his fingers slide along my soft inner thigh until they reached the damp crotch of my panties. "Feel how wet I am already, Ryan. Just from sitting next to you and seeing that big bulge in your pants. My pussy is dripping for you." He groaned again, his fingers pressing against my soaked panties, rubbing the fabric over my swollen lips. "Holy shit, Sarah. You're soaked. Your cunt feels so hot and slippery."

"Take off your dress. Let me see all of you." My hands moved before my mind could argue. I pulled the dress over my head and stood there in just my bra and soaked panties. Alex looked at my heavy breasts and licked his lips. "Beautiful," he said. "Now the rest." I unhooked my bra. My full breasts spilled out. My pink nipples were stiff and aching. Then I slid my panties down my legs. Cool air touched my wet pussy and I shivered. Alex dropped his pants. His cock sprang free. Thick, long and veined. The head was already leaking. It looked so big. Much bigger than I imagined.

She sucked in a sharp breath “Peach, I'm gonna call you peach” My fingers skimmed the wetness of her panties, She was soaked as hell through those lacy panties. Tracing her clit through the material, she quivered and moaned . “You're so wet” I moaned and shifted closer so my cock brushed her thighs. “And so am I also hard for you. Ready to fuck you” I whispered.

Zara's POV I scooped my panties and retreated to the bathroom. Once inside, I drew in a deep breath. My panties were soaked through, no way I was putting those back on. I tossed them in the bin and stepped under the warm spray of the shower, letting the water wash away the evidence of our need. When I finally emerged, wrapped in a towel, I found that he had also showered, using the other bathroom. He sat on the couch now, hair damp, only in shorts, his tattooed body calling to me, a small, hopeful smile on his lips.

Her voice dropped into a dangerous tone“Or I’ll rip them off myself and shove them down your throat while I beat your ass purple.” My hands shook as I reached under my skirt. I put my fingers into the waistband of my soaked panties and peeled it down my legs. I stepped out of them and held the soaked panties in my fist. Lila extended her hand,“Give them to me.” I hesitated only a second before placing the dripping panties in her hand. She lifted them to her nose, inhaled deeply, and let out a moan. “Mmm. So fucking soaked again. You really are a whore, aren’t you?”

My heart cracked open. My thighs clenched. I moaned. Right there. Moaned his name like it burned coming out of me. “Damon…” My knees buckled. I let go of the sink and turned. Like I wasn’t falling apart inside. I reached for the hem of my dress. My fingers slid under the fabric and yanked it up. No hesitation. No shame. Just need. And what I saw? God. My panties were ruined. The pale fabric was soaked, darkened where my wetness had bled through, clinging to my folds so tight I could see the perfect shape of my cunt.

Trembling, weak at the knees, I unzipped it and let it fall to the floor. "Remove those panties." Complying, I lowered them, noticing the wet spot in the narrow cotton lining that had soaked up my juices. "I'll take those. You won't be getting them back. By the way, start wearing sexier, thong-style panties from now on." I said, "Yes, sir" as I handed my panties to him across his desk. He inspected the wet spot, smelled it, then put my panties in his desk drawer. "You know what this is, don't you Miss Choi?" he said, glancing at the plug.

Amber’s nipples were almost as hard as my cock. The short skirt was the next to go. She thrust out her chest as she reached behind her waist to release the skirt’s button and zipper. She was then swaying in front of me in nothing but the smallest of silky pink bikini panties. The pink panties wonderfully accented her beautiful light brown skin. The crotch of her panties was already soaked with her juices. A few brief strokes to her pubic mound with her flattened hand, and the panties were quickly cast aside.