Soaking Through Panties Novels & Stories

“Keep these open for me, Sarah. I want to get my fill of looking at you.” A whimper escaped her throat, but she did as he’d commanded, her knees falling open, her legs spread wide on the bed. He pushed them apart until they were flat on the mattress , the ice blue panties totally exposed. She was so wet that he could see it seeping through the fabric of her panties, and he palmed his cock in response, groaning. “I see how wet you are, love. Should I taste you?”

“Nice and perky, big enough to fill my hands, keep going.” Is he always shameless like this? I kicked off my sneakers, then shoved my jeans down my legs, stepping out of them. My panties were last. They were soaked through, the crotch dark with my juices. I peeled them off slowly, feeling a thick string of slick stretch between the fabric and my pussy lips before it broke. Cool air hit my bare cunt and I shivered. My clit was swollen, peeking out, aching. Marcus’s eyes stayed locked between my legs.

Moaned again. Her fingers slid down, over her soaked panties. She rubbed in slow circles over her clit, moaning louder, lips parting. One hand kept playing with her nipples while the other worked her throbbing pussy. The orgasm snuck up on her—small but delicious. Her body quivered, and her panties clung to her folds like a second skin. She couldn't resist anymore. She ripped the panties off, dipped her fingers into her dripping cunt, and gasped. “Shit… so wet…”

No, I'd say it needs it. I carefully slide my cum saturated panties on, trying not to spill any. Before I finish pulling them all the way up, I spread my slick pussy lips with my left hand and pull the satin waistband up with my right. I press the sperm covered gusset into my cunt, and feel his warm cum invading my pussy. I walked to the door and opened it.

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?"

The skirt pools around your ankles like spilled ink. Panties last. They’re soaked through—crotch dark, clinging obscenely. Hook your thumbs in the sides. Drag them down inch by torturous inch. The wet fabric peels away from your folds with a soft, sucking sound. A fresh string of slick stretches between cotton and cunt before it snaps, landing cool on your inner thigh. You step free. Kick them aside. They land somewhere in the dark with a damp slap. Naked. Vulnerable. Turn around.

The delicate black lace panties that adorned her ass cheeks only served to amplify his every breath, leaving him breathless and consumed by desire. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her black lace panties, slowly dragged them along her legs and left them near her ankles. Taking her ass cheeks in the palm of his hand, he applied gentle pressure, relishing in the sensation. Sofia's moans of pleasure reached his ears, fueling his determination. Emboldened by her response, he increased the pressure, causing her to groan even louder, a symphony of gratification.

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 panties, and yanked them down my leg