Wet Panties Gif Novels & Stories

"Down. Now. You're wasting our precious time." They pushed me onto the wet grass, kicking my legs open, my dress pulling up. "Push your panties to your ankles. We wanna see that famous cunt." I dragged the thin fabric off my waist, down my knees and to my ankles, trailing my legs. My bare cunt lips was soaked, clit sticking out long and swollen like it always does when I was worked up. Slowly spreading my knees, panties hanging uselessly, keeping me in check, exposing everything for their eyes. "Fuuuckkkk...."Connor whistled. "Look at that fat wet gash. Clit's already begging for attention."

“Patience, love.” He steps back and watches me, waiting to see what I’ll do. I turn around and walk back to the living room. Standing by the arm of the couch, I look back at him. I smile and start to unbutton my shorts. When he arches a brow at me, I say, “It feels better if I’m just in my panties.” I swear he lets out a small growl when my shorts hit the ground and I’m left in my pale pink panties and my soaked, see-through shirt. Looking down I can’t help but laugh. My panties are just as wet and clinging to my pussy.

His fingers moved over my skin and then touched me right where I needed it most. He brushed against my panties. I was completely soaked. The wetness was so obvious that I almost felt embarrassed. He gently pushed my panties to the side. His fingers started rubbing my clit in slow, soft circles. His touch was gentle but very precise. It made me want him even more. I moved my hips against his hand, grinding into his fingers. I wanted more pressure, but he kept it light and teasing. It felt like sweet torture, like he wanted me to beg for it.

It’s all I can think of – its all I want, and all I could ever want. I am on my knees now – all caution and propriety are vanished. With both hands, I part her thighs and begin to lick up the track of the little brown stream on her right thigh. I am inching my way towards her panties and the forbidden treasures they hold. Her shit is thicker now, hotter, stronger and more arousing. I have hiked her dress up to her waist, exposing her beige cotton panties. My eyes are met with an indescribably perverse sight. Her lovely panties are bulging with her hot soft shit. It is seeping out of the right leg-hole, staining her cotton crotch a wet brownish yellow.

The outline of her garters caressed the side of my head and briefly I considered freeing them with my teeth. A wet stain of femcum began to spread across her panties. Something inside her panties moved. Anna moved her left foot outwards a few inches to open her legs a bit. I pulled down on her black panties, getting them to her feet in one quick stroke. Her swollen, wet pussy called out to me. It glistened in the dim light of the bathroom. It pulsed with each heartbeat. Femcum dripped onto the floor. In the dead silence of the room, I heard every drop.

I whisper more to myself than Kade, lifting the hem of my dress forcefully until the sheer fabric of my panties is completely exposed. His eyes flicker over them, and he chuckled low in his throat. “You really want me to fuck you… You want me to fuck you so bad.” Before I knew it, his fingers slid dangerously close to where I needed him the most, and I could barely breathe. My body craves him badly, and I am desperate for more. He pinches my thigh, just enough to make me gasp and the pain shoots through my body, making me squirm. I can’t even speak anymore, just tiny moans and shallow breaths as his hands slide higher, cupping me through my soaked panties. “You’re really enjoying this, huh?”

I stood there in just my bra and panties, nipples dark and hard, panties ruined with how wet I was. Cain stepped back just enough to look at me. His eyes dropped to my stomach for a second. That same flicker from earlier crossed his face. Then his gaze moved lower, to the dark wet spot on my panties. He licked his lips. “Take them off.” My hands trembled as I hooked my thumbs in the waistband and pushed them down. Cool air hit my slick folds and I shivered. Cain dropped to his knees in front of me. He spread my thighs wider with rough hands and buried his face between them.

Since such a beautiful woman was being so forward, I wouldn't be a real man if I backed down now. While no one was looking, I used the hairpin to cut the fabric around her private area. The black yoga pants instantly tore open, revealing the soft skin underneath. I was stunned. Hazel wore a thong underneath with only a single strap in the way. This was incredibly convenient! I used my finger to hook the corner of the strap and pulled it aside. My pulse raced at the sight of her core. It appeared incredibly delicate and was already quite damp. Hazel swayed her hips and spoke with desperate longing. "Mr. Brewer, hurry up and put it inside. I can't wait any longer."

I know my panties must be wet, it has happened to me countless times, sometimes i even thought of how his huge dick will feel in my throat. I know am not supposed to have this feeling but i just can't help myself from admiring his figure. "he's just so perfect", i thought..i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping .

I whispered, admitting for the first time out loud what my dirty fantasy really was. the next second, he ripped my panties and threw the fabric somewhere. Before realizing what was happening, a hot liquid hit my clit, and a low buzzing started.“I hope you are prepared, doll.” I wriggled on the bed. “Because once you start coming, there will be no stopping.”I took a deep breath, shocked by his words, but before I could reply, vibration hit my now-wet bundle of nerves, and all my thoughts disappeared.As soon as the pulsation hit my clit, my legs started shaking, and all my efforts went to me closing them.It was too much. The pleasure was too much. The feeling was too much. His touch was too mu