Wet Panties Stories Novels & Stories

I’ve often heard stories of women leaving their panties for men to fantasize about. But I didn’t! It wasn’t intentional! I opened my mouth to say something but no words came out. Pulling myself together,I grabbed the panties and stuffed it into my pocket, “Mr Hudson,I admit..this is mine.And I was supposed to dispose it after bathing but I forgot and then we were suddenly in a hurry to get me out of here before anyone sees me so you can’t certainly find me cheap because of this.I have no intentions of seducing you so don’t overthink this.”

In some time, she whispered that her cunt is waiting for me, and she is leaking a lot of juices. I kissed her and moved my hand inside her saree on her panty now, and it was really, really very wet. I asked her to remove her panty and hand it over to me. She was a little surprised but complied with my demand. When I got the panty, I smelled and licked her panty where her pussy was. She was looking at me like what the hell is the guy doing. I licked it for some time, and then I kept her panty in my pocket and told her she will never get the panty back as I am gonna keep it as a special gift. After listening to this, she was very happy and kissed my lips again. We started our kissing scene aga

I dug my hands into my front pockets, clinging to my nonchalance like it was a goddamn lifeline. "Are you wet?" She snorted. "You wish." I tsked, giving her a slow up-and-down. "Pull your dress up, and show me your panties." Her satisfied smile disappeared, and she looked at me doubtfully. I could tell she was wet. "What do I get if I do?" she bargained. "The orgasm I denied you back there, when you made up a whole story about me crying to take you out." I jerked my thumb behind me.

I had never been this turned on in my life. Lena pressed two fingers against my pussy through the soaked fabric and rubbed slow, firm circles over my swollen clit. “You’ve been walking around with this desperate little pussy aching for your best friend’s sister for years. Such a dirty secret.” “Yes…” I breathed, my voice shaking. She shoved my panties to the side and dragged two fingers through my slippery folds, coating them in my juices. “So fucking wet. You’re making a mess already, baby.” Without warning, she pushed both fingers deep inside me in one smooth thrust.

“We’re not leaving this cabin until I fuck you raw tonight.” Ryan’s words hung heavy in the air as he hovered over me, his body still pinning me to the bed. My cum soaked through my shorts, sticky and warm against my skin. I lay there panting, heart racing, trying to process what the hell just happened. “Ryan... wait,” I breathed, but he was already moving. His big hands grabbed the waistband of my soaked shorts and yanked them down my legs in one rough pull, tossing them across the room.

Her tongue pushed deep while her hands yanked my skirt up to my waist, a cool breeze hit my skin and I shivered. “God, you’re dripping,” she murmured against my lips as soon as her finger reached my panties. “This little slutty cunt is going to get destroyed tomorrow.” She shoved my panties aside and slid fingers through my soaked pussy. I gasped, hips jerking forward as the wet and filthy sound my pussy made filled the tiny hall. I grabbed her shirt and popped the buttons so that I could feel her breasts. Her nipples were tight little peaks under my thumb, I pinched one of her nipples and she moaned into my mouth, the vibration going straight to my core.

Young studs and sluts made me dripping wet, and this hunk. I pulled the panties from between my cleavage. What was that girl's name? What did it matter? She made me cum. The yearbook committee knew the order the students came in. They would get the stories correct. I breathed in her sweet scent, though. "Mmm, we can't have that. Drop the pants." "Well..." He swallowed. "I don't have any underwear on." "You go commando in jeans?" He shrugged. "Well, drop them anyways," I said, my pussy on fire.

Certainly, I wasn't under the drugs anymore. But why was Dane's presence having this much control over my body? It was embarrassing. My breath came in quick spurts as I pulled down my trousers. My fingers fumbling as I shifted my panties to the side. Fucking hell! My entire panties had been soaked. Wet, warm and slimy. My fingers grazed through the wetness. I moaned silently, biting my bottom lip. Fragments of images flashed through my mind. Images of Dane's hands rubbing my clit.

Xavier says She cries out, trembling under my touch and panting. My fingers push against her opening, spreading her lips and pushing my big finger into her, still covered by her panties. It’s teasing, and I can’t actually slide into her with the damn fabric in the way, but it has the effect I want on her. She moans wildly, and when I feel even more sticky wetness soak into her panties, I groan as I start to pump my cock faster.

I had on a sexy panties today. His fingers worked their way to my panties with his lips still on mine. So soft... .. And I heard something tear. My panties! I pushed him away and said "They were my favourite!" And shoved at his shoulder. "It's alright! I'll buy a panties company just for you" he said and his fingers entered me. "You my dear are already wet" he said as if proud of himself in his sexy raspy voice. His fingers moved so fast in me. First one, then two and now three! I couldn’t keep myself from screaming, I had the orgasm of my life.