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He wanted my panties

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Happygirl Posted on: 15 Dec 2003 1 comments
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"Whatever we do, keep your underwear on," he said.This story is inspired from reading forum posts about men who like worn women's underwear.Back in college, I was seeing someone named Greg. We had both had experiences with several other people. I had most recently been with Sam, who I wrote about in my Nov. 11 story, "My clit gets tongue for the first time." Because my experience with Sam had been so intense (he was the first partner who made me really, really like sex), I worried if I would ever have that with someone again. Thankfully, Greg was just as much fun.After we had slept with each other a few times, he told me one day that he wanted me to keep my underwear on the entire time we were in bed. I could take off my clothes and my bra... everything else. But my underwear had to stay on. "Ok," I thought. This was a little strange, and I wondered what he had in mind.As usual, we began to kiss and caress each other, and the articles of clothing came off one by one... except for my underwear. Greg laid me down on the sheets, and smiled. He brought my hands underneath my knees, pushing them to either side of my chest and indicated that he wanted me to hold my thighs up and open for him. He placed himself between my spread apart thighs. Then he began stroking.The pressure of his hand on the crotch of my panties was gentle, and I enjoyed the up and down motion of his fingers as they traveled from my mound down to that area between my cunt and ass and back up again. The outline of my large labia protruded through the stretched-taught fabric of my underwear, and his fingers rode that bump up and down, up and down. I laid back, held my legs open for him, and savored the feeling.After a while, Greg changed strokes. He now pressed firmly on my clit with his thumb and moved the fabric over and over again in circles over that sensitive bud. I writhed and squirmed, and my toes curled. He did this for only a short while before returning to the gentle up and down motion. My well-tended pussy was very wet by this point, and the moisture was starting to seep through the fabric. I knew that Greg could feel my pussy juice caught in the cotton weave as he continued with his gentle up-down stroke.He hooked an index finger underneath the elastic of one of the leg openings and ran it back and forth, coming very close but just missing my sensitive areas. This sent me into a frenzy. He did that first with one leg opening and then the other. Slipping his finger back out again, he pressed the fabric up right against my cunt to sop up more of my juices. My panties were completely soaked through.Greg saw that I looked like I was in a bit of discomfort from the teasing. He grinned and told me that he could see my juices starting to seep out from either side of my panties. He said that he liked how the crevice between my crotch and thigh was glistening. My underwear was starting to feel like a soggy diaper. I made a move to take them off, but Greg took my hands away.He began a steady and firm pressing on my clit with his thumb and allowed me to ride that stimulation all the way to an orgasm. Before I climaxed, I took my hands away from behind my knees and straightened my legs. My legs tensed for a crucial moment, and then the thrashing and kicking began.After I had settled down, Greg told me to sit up on the mattress and squat with my thighs apart. I did this, and he tickled my pussy. While in this upright position, the last dollop of pussy juice dripped from my recently brought-off cunt. He then peeled off my panties, and as he did this, I saw that the fabric of the crotch was so wet, the white cotton looked translucent. "I'm keeping these," he said.Greg never did return my orgasm-scented panties. I supposed I should have asked for them back, but then we broke up.