Wet Panties Gif Novels & Stories

He quiets me with his fingers against my lips. My breathing speeds up. I press my fingers against his hands on my thigh, trying to stop him, but he flings it out. He locks his gaze on mine as he slowly pulls it down, my cum sticking the panties to my pussy and not letting it go. His intense gaze burns into mine. I gulp, and he pulls down the panties completely. He puts his hands into the water and throws warm water between my thighs. I breathe in and out. He runs a finger on the wet spot on my panties and sniffs it in.

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. ...

I leaned back harder against the locked door, my legs feeling weak and shaky. My fingers travelled straight down to my pussy. I didn’t even think about it. I quickly unbuttoned my jeans and yanked the zipper down. My hand pushed inside my panties, sliding over my smooth skin until I reached my soaked folds. I was dripping wet. My panties were completely ruined, sticky and warm. My clit was swollen, sensitive, and begging for touch. The second my fingers brushed it, a sharp jolt of pleasure shot through me.

“Jesus Christ, baby. I can picture them perfectly, those gorgeous tits bouncing while you touch yourself. I’m stripping too. Pants are coming off… boxers down. My cock is standing straight up for you, thick and leaking. God, it’s so fucking heavy in my hand.” I could hear the rustle of fabric, then the unmistakable wet sound of his fist sliding over his shaft again, slower this time, savoring it. The image made my mouth water. I pushed my soaked black lace panties down my thighs and kicked them off, spreading my legs wide on the bed. My pussy was glistening, swollen, and dripping onto the sheets.

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Matteo took her wet panties and held them up to his nose. He inhaled her wet panties, trying to scent her arousal. The aroma was divine and extremely stimulating. He could feel his cock firming up and expanding in his pants. "I really love the color of your panties Princess... Brown….my favorite" he sniffed in. "And it smell so good, Princess." Matteo hummed as he sniffed, admiring her naked body on the bed. He moved her panties from his nose to his lips, kissing them before licking the wet spot in her panties.

My cock twitches, jerking up. “Fucking hell,” I groan, jaw ticking with barely restrained control. I shouldn’t do this. Even as I think that, I fist the panties. A harsh exhale leaves my lungs. It’s soft. Too soft, like butter. It teases my skin, stirring my nerve endings to life. And just like that, everything rushes back and all I see is Wren. All I feel is her soft fleshy skin as I dragged the panties down her legs, the pool of wetness between her thighs...

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.

"Yeah, so take this!" "Oh, fuck! That's it, Honey! Fuck me in my butt, ah!" Hearing them make out was crazier than watching p**n clips on my phone. I glanced down and noticed that my hands were once again inside my shorts. My fingers slipped under my panties and I gasped as I cupped my very wet pussy.

Regina let out a cry as she dug her fingers into his clothes when his fingers pressed up against the crotch of her panties. “Your poor panties are drenched. Should I take them off for you?” Florian suggested before he chuckled in satisfaction to find that she was already so wet. Without waiting for her response, he began moving his fingers to expertly tease and stroke her pussy through the thin fabric of her underwear. The thin fabric covering her love hole was drenched through with her love juices as the smell of her heat filled the air around them. Florian let out a soft groan as the intense smell of her arousal turned him on. His cock was already hard in his pants, and he couldn’t wait to