Panties?

I am convinced that sexual activity is 80% anticipation....well, it certainly is for me. 

I drove to a place where I knew I was going to get wet, and then just leave my panties for whomsoever might find them. 

However, I quickly discovered that “getting wet” wasn’t at all necessary. Knowing what I was going to do was quite enough. My clit throbbed, and I could feel myself wetting up. 

Sometimes, my boyfriend tells me when he’s horny, he can give a squeeze and a large amount of precum will emerge. I’ve tried that, and although it doesn’t always work, this time it did. I actually felt this large amount of wetness leave me....like a big swallow but in reverse. 

So, the playing fields, and me with my panties in my hand. But where to put them?

In the distance, there were some boys kicking a ball about, but there’s only one way in here really. So, I just put them on a tree branch and then went back to my car. 

I hadn’t planned this, but I could see where I had left my panties clearly from the car. After about ten minutes, two of the boys came down the path. Of course, I couldn’t hear what thy were saying, but they noticed my panties andthere was much attention given. One of the lads picked them up and smelled them. Then the other boy grabbed them and did the same. 

Well, I knew what they were getting. Fresh pusssy! 

If I had to guess, I’d say they were maybe 15 or 16. Certainly no older. 

Ah, but then they both disappeared off the path and (regrettably) out of my sight. 

I drove home in a torrent of excitement. Oh, how I hoped they were jerking off! 

I will definitly do this again, but I need to plan it better. I want to see the outcome of it if possible. 

Once I was home, I spent a lot of time thinking.

I want to be watched masturbating. I’d love the attention, I think. I’d also like to have boys wank over me. The idea of being covered in spunk is really attractive to me. 

Then there’s girls. I don’t know it I really am Bi, but I do know I want to find out. I don’t want to blow it though and really fuck myself up by coming on to the wrong person. I mean, it’s not something you can just ask, is it? “Hi. I think I might be bi. Can I try licking your pussy to find out?” I mean, what if I don’t like it? 

How does that First precious time happen?