Novel & Cerita Soaking Through Panties

Luckily I only had a towel draped around my waist or it would be straining right now. When I reach her lace panties, I already know that she is soaked and ready for me, but I want to taste her desire. I ran a finger up her slit, feeling her drenched right through her panties. She bucks her hips, needing a lot more friction than a mere touch of my finger, so I slip off her panties and toss them to the side.

I mean a few minutes wouldn’t hurt, right? Like instinct, I spread my legs wider. The feeling of the soft silk brushing against my skin turns me on even more. Before long, I’ve pulled off the pants every worker here is required to wear. They’re thin and completely overworn that I hear a rip, probably from the speed I took it off, but I don’t care. I am too completely turned on to care about anything at this point. When my finger reaches underneath there, I instantly feel the wet spot on my panties. I am completely soaked and I haven’t even done much.

My panties were soaked through. He leaned in, placing his head between my spread thighs, and licked my soaked panties, which caused my pussy to clenched and contract involuntarily. Oh fuck. I have never had someone lick me through my underwear, and the feeling was blissful. Just to think of how it will actually feel when he gets to touch my bare pussy with his lips and tongue. That thought had me closing my thighs around his head. He gently pushed my legs apart, dropping soft kisses along my inner thighs, and stroked and rubbed my pussy through my underwear.

I kicked them off, leaving me in just my thin, soaked camisole and a pair of simple cotton panties. He let out a low whistle. “Look at that. Already soaked for me. You really are a little slut, aren’t you?” He reached out and hooked a finger into the crotch of my panties, pulling the fabric aside. The cool air hit my bare, wet folds, and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped my lips. He ran a single finger slowly up my slit, gathering my wetness on his fingertip. He brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply.

The humiliation was intoxicating, making me dizzy, making me wetter. "Now the panties. Turn around. Let me see that ass first." I turned around, my heart racing with a mix of nerves and anticipation. The crotch of my panties was soaked, clinging to my swollen lips. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and slowly peeled them down, turning them inside out, revealing the firm, pale globes of my ass. I bent over slightly to step out of them, knowing my hairy cunt was now in full view. I tossed them aside and turned to face him, completely naked.

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.

I watched as she picked up my panties from where they’d been tossed aside, then crawled between my thighs again. “You don’t want to be dripping all the way to your car, do you?” she said, smirking as she spread my folds with her fingers. I shook my head, biting my lip. “No... but that’s not exactly going to help.” She balled up the soaked fabric and slowly pushed it into my pussy, inch by inch. I let out a quiet gasp as the fabric filled me, soaking up the remains of Jack’s release. “This’ll keep it in,” she whispered, sealing me up with her fingers before closing my legs. “All tucked away like a dirty little secret.”

Alina pov I knelt patiently outside his office door, sitting back on my heels, wearing nothing but the delicate red lace panties I had bought just for him. The waiting was torture. The air smelt like the thick scent of arousal. Mr Parker ordered yesterday not to wash my pussy. The dried remains of my cum still clung on my skin, making it unbearable to control my desire. I had worn the same panties all night, touching myself again and again thinking about his long hard dick, that was going to get buried deep inside me.

“You are pathetic.” Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public.” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.”