Soaking Through Panties の小説・ストーリー

I take off my dress and panties; my panties stick to my wet pussy, and I struggle a few times before pulling them out successfully. I dump everything in the washing machine and set it. I arrange the bath while waiting for the clothes to be done washing. Once that is done, I step into the bath. I lie in the warm bubble, close my eyes, and run my fingers across my plump breasts and pussy, imagining Ryan's strong fingers in place of mine. After I'm done touching myself in the guise of taking a shower, I step out.

Mia’s POV My body ached in the most delicious, sinful way when I woke up. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, casting a golden glow over the rumpled silk sheets. I was completely naked, my thighs sticky with Damien’s dried cum, my pussy still tender and throbbing from the way he had claimed me again and again last night. I thought I married a cold-hearted monster… but after everything he did to me, I was starting to question my own sanity. How could something so wrong feel so addictively good?

Nesting inside them were a pair of white panties. Annie had dropped onto her haunches and looked on as her hand reached down for them; as her thumb and forefinger fondled the soiled gusset. Squatting over the open jeans she pictured Michele standing over her, the statuesque brunette with her feet spread and ass raised. She'd pictured her smooth tan skin, her bulging muscles taught and flexing. Annie pinched hard at the dried stain, grinding her thumb into it, before raising it to her mouth. ...

By then, my right fingers were already in between the hole of her pu*sy but her panti*s were still guarding it. I dipped my one of my fingers into the pot hole pushing her panties dip into her honey pot. “Ahhahahh ouuuehx!! Ahhhahaha!! ohh myy! Gosh!” She screamed out softly I thrust it in and out of her as she moaned loudly She was really sweating “Oh my gosh! Please, it’s so pain……ful!!” She screamed out as tears rolled down her cheeks. “Sorry baby,” I muttered silently I shifted her panties and I felt her watery pu**y

The things he was going to do to me when he got home. I whimpered, wishing he could hear my voice instead of just watching me through the screen. The front of my panties was soaked, and I pressed my finger down onto my core, shivering when a shock of pleasure shot through me. The urge to shift the panties aside was so strong. “Fuck…”

Leaving me in my chaos, he slips out his cock and pulls backward, while I melt like a smashed potato. With my soaked panties barely covering my pussy, creamy juice leaks down my thighs in hard drizzles. ‘Oh. My god!’ I shut my eyes, feeling dumb. The ladies gasp, their big eyes watch me soak myself in filth. ‘It’s Halloween’s rain, tada!’ I want to scream, but I know it's foolish.

Heat crawls up my neck and cheeks, and I stare wide-eyed in both shock and desire. “You were supposed to take a peek,” I whisper. “You know I never do what you expect.” He shrugs, raising my panties to the light. “Green. Lace.” He fists them, and his lips part. “Fuck baby, these are damp.” He leans in further, voice dropping lower. “You’re soaked, aren’t you? Nearly dripping.” Without my panties, I am definitely dripping. Cool air teases my thighs and core. I cross my legs, shuddering at the tingle that runs up my spine.

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.

I lifted my hips off the bed, and he hooked his fingers fully into the waistband. Both hands. Gripping it carefully and he pulled my shorts down slowly. Teasingly, and revealing me inch by inch. My panties was there. White cotton. Simple, and very Innocent-looking. Except they weren't innocent anymore. They were soaked. The fabric between my legs was dark with wetness, and it was transparent, and clinging to every fold of my pussy. The outline of my lips was very visible, and the swell of my mound. Everything.

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.