Annie confessed to me about the first time she had enjoyed her best friend Katie’s borrowed panties.
She was having a sleepover at Katie’s house. Katie had been out shopping with her mum, and was excited to show off her new buys to her best friend. The girls had fun trying on all the revealing spring clothes. Now she was 16, her mother had allowed Katie to choose her own panties. With boys in mind, she had chosen a 3 pack of Tanga style with ‘Tweetie Pie’ embroidered on them. Katie was wearing the red ones of course. That left blue and white.
“Oh, I love those!”
Annie was excited. She wanted some just like her friend’s. She wanted to attract boys too, although at 16 she still hadn’t even kissed one yet.
“Here you can have these, I’ve got three of them and I haven’t even got a boyfriend yet!”
Katie flung the baby blue pair at her mate.
Annie, still a bit shy in front of her teenage friend, went off to the bathroom to put them on like sleepwear. These were the first pair that had not been basic cotton knickers that she had laid her hands on, and she loved the feel of the snug nylon as it slipped over her bottom and hugged her ‘tweetie pie’.
(Annie told me that wearing them make her wet straightaway, she thought she’d peed herself and was embarrassed in case her friend found out).
“Let’s see,” giggled her naughty friend.
She allowed Katie a quick peek at her cute bottom, keeping her thighs tight in case the wet spot showed, before snuggling under the covers next to her.
(Annie confessed to me that she was turned on by the shy exhibitionism but was too embarrassed to do anything obvious about it).
After further gossip of what they would do with boys when they got hold of them, the girls pretended to go to sleep, both wearing the same panties. One bright red, one baby blue.
Annie was just dozing off when she sensed her friend moving rhythmically next to her. Could she actually be masturbating? She wasn’t sure, she had only ever secretly rubbed herself down there, always through her knickers, and had never had an orgasm, whatever that was, but she sure felt like doing it now. Katie didn’t seem to have any such inhibitions. Maybe her tight silky panties were having the same effect on her as they were on Annie? She turned to look at her friend who seemed lost in her own pleasure.
Annie coughed nervously.
“Are you ok?” she whispered.
Katie opened her eyes and smiled at her.
“Don’t you do it when you go to sleep?” she giggled.
With that Katie flung back the duvet, and revealed her hand thrust down the front of her matching red knickers, stretching ‘Tweetie Pie’ like an animation.
Annie was a bit shocked but turned on by the sight.
“Go on I dare you.”
“I’m not sure what you want me to do,” Annie stammered nervously.
“Want me to show you?”
Annie watched fascinated as her friend got to work under her new panties. ‘Tweetie Pie’ stretched over Katie’s knuckles as her fingers rubbed vigorously.
“Come on, I’ll show you.”
Katie took her friend’s inexperienced hand and cupped it over her moving panties. Annie could feel the urgency of her friend’s fingers under the slippery nylon. Oh wow, she was turned on now. She just wanted to copy her best friend. Katie however, anticipated and did it for her, freehand down over her mate’s identical pair of panties. The ones she was looking forward to trying on next, but she was a generous selfless friend, in some respects at least.
Annie was amazed at how her fingers found exactly the right spot immediately but was embarrassed because she was wet already.
“Oh, you’ve made a mess of my new knickers!” Katie teased. “Never mind, there’s still one more pair, but we’ll have to share them,” she giggled and continued to stroke her friend through the damp material between her legs. Annie would have done anything she had asked she was so turned on. ‘I Must try this at home alone,’ she mused.
Katie’s more practised fingers bought Annie pretty close to her first orgasm, but not quite. The movement of the tight material between her legs was just what she liked. Resting her hand on top of her friend’s, Katie provided just the extra pressure and degree of naughtiness required. Annie was aware of her friend’s vigorous self-rubbing alongside her and was impressed by Katie’s own easy ecstasy as she pursued her goal.
“Wow, that was quick!” Annie marvelled.
“Phew, better now,” Katie quipped. “Ready for bed.”
She rolled over and went straight to sleep, leaving Annie wondering what a real orgasm was like and how she might achieve it. Whatever, it would involve the new knickers she had been given.
Next morning after some more girly chat, Annie went to get dressed in the bathroom. Taking off the pale blue knickers her friend had given her, she didn’t quite know what to do with them, still wet with her juices as they were. She put them in the laundry basket. When she came out wrapped in a towel, Katie was standing there naked except for the new white pair of ‘Tweetie Pie” panties she had just put on. Annie stared at her crotch, lost for words. She wanted what was in them.
“Oh! I’m sorry, I promised you this pair.”
Katie whipped them off. “Don’t worry they’re not wet yet!”
She wouldn’t have cared if they were.
Annie later confessed to me that while wearing the borrowed panties all day, she became aware of just how aroused her ‘tweetie pie’ could get. She couldn’t wait to get home to do something about it.
As soon as she got through the door she rushed upstairs to her room, avoiding the usual family squabbles, and flung herself down on her single bed. Wriggling out of her tight jeans, at last, she was able to enjoy the little white panties with ‘Tweetie Pie’ embroidered on them in exactly the right place, just for herself.
Annie was seized by an urge to admire herself down there. She had never really looked in detail before. Taking her hand mirror she positioned it on her pillow and straddled it, spreading her thighs wide so she could see just how snug her friend’s panties fitted her. She admired the outline of her budding shape under the tight crotch. Then she watched fascinated as a wet spot spread over tweetie. Actually she had been wet all day and some must have seeped out, she reasoned.
‘Naughty girl,’ Annie thought. ‘Let’s just see how naughty you can be.’
Annie pulled the stained white crotch of her friend’s knickers tight over tweetie, giving herself a much needed rub through the silky material as a spurt of fluid flowed out through them and onto the pillow.
Fuck! She was wetting herself in the excitement. She had totally forgotten to go to the bathroom when she got home from school, and now she had wet her friend’s new panties. Shame.
Wow she was turned on! Annie couldn’t stop caressing herself through the soaking white nylon. Deliberately she rubbed her crotch just like her friend Katie had shown her. This produced an immediate mounting pressure between her legs. Annie felt ready to burst. First, she felt a burning sensation, and then an uncontrollable wave of hot pleasure flooded over her as she came for the first time, her thighs shaking.
She watched herself in the mirror losing control and wetting herself, streams of pee pouring through the white panties, running down her thighs and splashing the glass. She couldn’t stop herself hugging the pillow between her legs as she continued to wet herself in a most satisfying way, saturating her friend’s cheap white panties into the bargain.
Maybe that’s what Katie had meant about not making them wet?
