Wet Panty Peel Novels & Stories

she pleaded. Her fingers grew lax and trailed off my d*ck. I pulled out from her underwear and grabbed the waistband with both hands. I had to pull it down, inch by goddamn inch, because it was so wet that it stuck to her body. Desperate, I kneeled down to get a better angle to just pull them off. She helped kick them away from her feet once at her ankles.

He said as he walked out of the room. I laid the clothes, towels, and flashlight on the bed and started to try and remove the soaked clothes off my body. I found myself doing a wiggle dance to get my jeans off. The wet material was stuck to my cold damp skin and made it almost impossible to pull off. Finally, after removing my jeans and sweater I stood in my underwear and panties. I realized that they too were soaked and removed them. Unfortunately, I was going to have to go commando under the sweats that Hunter had handed me.

He hovered over me, eyes burning through my top like it was nothing but tissue in his way. His hands found the button of my jeans no fumbling, just a flick and a slow pull. The zipper came down with a purring zzzzzt, and he dragged the denim down my hips, over my thighs, until they bunched at my ankles. He paused. Panties clung to me soaked, nearly translucent, the damp patch clinging between my folds. He exhaled through his nose, nostrils flaring as he stared, thumbs brushing just above the band. Then he slipped them down, slow, watching the wet fabric peel away with almost attention.

"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."

Kent push my ankle-length skirt up to my waist and shoots me a mischievous smile, “Well, if you don’t say yes, mommy, let’s get a little foreplay to get you wet first.” He looks down at my plain comfortable panty, carefreely tracing his fingers down from my belly to the tip of my pubic bone, swirling playfully around the thin cloth that covers my private womanhood. “Woa, that’s really some old mommy’s panty.”

His mother certainly had big tits and a large round ass, but her baggy clothes that hid her curves definitely put him in mind of the BBW category, which he was not into. So, when he picked up the panties to look at them, the odor stronger now, he was surprised as he automatically pulled them to his face and inhaled, his pants growing tight as his cock hardened. The scent was magical, musky, and it lit his blood on fire. He expected maybe a pee smell, but it was nothing like that. When he sniffed the ass of the panties, he was again surprised to find not a hint of poo aroma, just something... earthier, but good. He pulled his cock out and jacked off into the toilet, the panties held to his fa

Upside down, I watch my heavily soaked panties. ‘Jeez, Pam!’ The same part of me tries to scold me but I’m beyond that. I shove my hand in and peel off my panties. The rich sight has me gasping. It’s incredibly wild watching the slimy cum drip from my wet pussy. It carelessly spills along my thighs. It leaves me curling my toes and hoping to fuck with you. ‘PAM!’ I swipe a pad-full and pull out. Finally standing upright, I stare at my coated finger.

‘Well, now you know what to do, so shut up and get changed. Damn her and her rationality. I don’t think I'll ever be able to look my cousin in the eyes again! I grab the clean panties Aiden got for me and pick up one of the square packets, confusion clouding my brain. Which one am I supposed to use? How do you even know? Deciding to just use the large one Aiden showed me earlier, I open the purple packet and peel off the sticky backing. The adhesive instantly clings to my fingers, making it ridiculously difficult to position in my underwear. It takes several attempts.

I was left with just my crop top and white p@nty. My p@nty was so wet that the wet spot was so visible, and Mia could clearly see the wet patches. Me standing up has giving my juice a free means to run down my thighs easily Mia grabbed my p@nty and pulled it down. I squeezed my legs, making it easier for her to pull it down My lower body was now totally n@ked, and my bald shaved wet c00chie came to view I just couldn't wait any more, as all these actions were making me super h0rny

lust. He takes a few steps back like he's trying to control himself and his eyes drop from mine to my grey sweatpants. "You're wet," he smirks. I look down seeing how the wetness from my panties has seeped into my sweatpants. My face heats up. "I think I peed a little." I slap my palm over my mouth and internally face palm. Pee? Really?! Of all things, Delilah! PEE??! I think I'm going to die now.