(wedgie Smut) Her

"M..my ass, my god my ass." Max slowly reached back and massaged his sore cheeks before pulling himself inside his house. As Max entered his home he slowly stood up and locked the door behind him. He then looked back at his ruined underwear, which thanks to Ms.Emma, were now laying across the floor like a parachute. "I..I can't believe she gave me a..wedgie." Something then took Max's attention, a wet spot in front of his underwear as well as a rather obvious bulge. He also just realized he never pulled his pants back up, he quickly pulled his pants up while clearing his throat. "....why am I hard.." Max asked himself this as he walked to his bedroom to get a new pair of underwear. Max stepped into his rather dirty and unkempt room; the ground littered with dirty clothes. He normally would tell himself he needed to clean, but his mind was so deeply focused on what had just happened. Once Max stepped up to his dresser, he opened it to find another pair of briefs, however these were a bright red color, and were a little bit bigger than the pair he had been wearing, at least they were before the massive wedgie. "W..well maybe these won't hurt as bad...if she does that again." After saying this, Max went to his bathroom to shower, taking off the stretched out remains of his underwear before tossing them into a dirty clothes basket.

Max stepped into the shower, letting out a soft sigh as he thought back on what happened. He asked himself if he should be mad. If he should be angry and upset with her, but he wasn't. In fact, Max was still throbbing, he looked down at his hard cock, which was slightly leaking onto the floor, his hand slowly slid down, gripping it tightly. Before he knew it, Max began to stroke his cock nice and slow, the same moans he had let out before were now escaping his lips again, his mind focusing on Emma, and what she had done to him. Each passing second, he felt himself growing closer to the edge, but he wouldn't allow himself to finish so easily, especially since something was gnawing at his brain. Why was it that he liked being wedgied? Was it all because of her? Or....was there more to this. Max was young, and very inexperienced when it came to carnal desires, so he had never gotten the chance to try anything outside of masturbation and vanilla sex. As Max thought of these things he kept gently stroking his cock, his body aching for a new pleasure as he noticed he was still sore between his cheeks. Without thinking Max reached back and began to rub the sore spots between his cheeks, which sent a lightning bolt up his spine.

Max's eyes widened a bit as he slowed his stroking, his breathing becoming much deeper and much more desperate as he slowly pushed his fingers deep, finding his entrance. His fingertips slowly began to run around the outside of his entrance, which almost instantly forced a moan out of him. "Oh..oh fuck." His body began to tremble as he slowly ran his fingers up and down his entrance until finally one his fingers slipped inside forcing him to grip the wall of his shower, his cock releasing a small amount of pre cum just from the insertion. Max began to slowly push his finger in and out over and over, his eyes closing tight as he focused his mind on her, on Emma and what she had done. His moans filled the bathroom and he found himself chanting her name in a breathless, pathetic tone. He pushed his finger deeper inside of himself until he found his most sensitive spot; just touching it almost forced him to cum, but he held back as best he could. He began to hit that spot over and over, his eyes tearing up from pleasure as his fingers clawed at the wall. He kept pushing into himself, knowing how strange it was. Still, he loved it nonetheless, the pleasure building and building until finally, he shot cum against the wall and onto the floor of the shower, his cheeks clenching around his hand. Fingers forcing him to have a much more intense orgasm than he had ever had before. The orgasm was so intense that his legs began to tremble, his balance wavering to the extent that he had to lean against the wall of the shower. "Oh..oh my god, that was..amazing..."

Meanwhile, Emma was on her hands and knees in her living room, panting and groaning as she...scrubbed her floor. "I can't believe I did that. What is wrong with me? I mean, he did deserve to be punished, but a wedgie? Why the hell did I give him a wedgie?" She slowly sat up on her knees, groaning again in annoyance as she rubbed the sweat from her brow. "More importantly...why am I still so flustered!?" Emma stood up tossing the rag into a clothes basket nearby before shaking her head. "Maybe I just need a nap." Emma walked toward the stairs looking at a clock hanging on her wall to check the time. It was just after five, a little late for a nap, but she needed to get Max out of her head, so she kept walking up to her bedroom. Her room was somewhat messy, much like Max's, clothes littering her floor, although most were her husband's. Emma made her way to her bed but paused as she looked down at her feet. On the floor was a pair of her husband's clothes, specifically a pair of his underwear. Her mind wandered back to what she had done before, she slowly looked over at her dresser. "I...wonder..what..it felt like."

Emma walked over to her dresser and opened it. She looked through their underwear drawer, before pulling out a pair of her panties. They were a bright pink pair with black letters saying "Sexy" Across the back. She had bought them to help spice up her sex life with her husband. However, it never worked. If anything, he seemed to dislike her wearing these kinds of panties. She started closing the drawer before looking at her husband's underwear. They were fairly similar to Max's, this caused her to think of giving her husband a wedgie too, but unlike with Max, she didn't find herself growing aroused, no butterflies, nothing. She slammed the dresser shut, walking over to her bed while saying to herself "oh please Emma, that's ridiculous...besides...he would never wanna try something like that, what man would?" Emma let out an annoyed sigh as she began to undress, slowly pulling off her shirt to show a beautiful black bra with red trimming that led to a bright red bow in the middle. She then dropped her skirt unveiling her sexy black thong which hugged her curves perfectly. Emma was a curvy and beautiful woman, which she knew, though sometimes she wondered if her husband noticed this. She always wondered whether she was too tall by chance, she was 6'2, and he was 5'6, perhaps she intimidated him...but she did not intimidate Max. Emma shook her head clear of these thoughts as she slowly slid her thong off, pulling the black string free from her milky white ass cheeks, the natural wedgie being picked as she let out a sigh of relief.

Emma slowly bent forward, sliding the pink panties up her legs and over her ample behind. Panties were of course far more comfortable than a thong, after all, thongs were constant wedgies, especially for a woman built like her. Once she was dressed, she laid down across her bed, resting on her stomach she tried to close her eyes and forget about what had happened earlier that day. She lay there for what felt like hours, her mind still wandering back and forth between her husband and Max, she wondered if she was a horrible wife, if she was a cheater. Emma tried to block these thoughts out, but she couldn't, no matter how hard she tried, finally, her mind focused solely on what had happened in her living room, on the power she had, and on a nerdy pair of white underwear. As Emma's mind focused, she frowned and found her breathing growing deeper. "W..why can't I stop thinking about it, for fucks sake it was just a wedgie." Emma thought of Max's moans, of his pale cheeks bouncing for her and of him wearing a new underwear mask. She found herself growing warm between her legs, as well as a strange feeling in her stomach, she knew exactly what it was, butterflies. "He was leaking on my floor, from a wedgie, he is fucking pathetic, but...but it must have felt good..." As Emma asked herself this, she began to feel curious about it, she was lying on her stomach, of course. maybe just maybe she could try it herself. "W...well now one is here...Just..one"

Emma slowly lifted her hips, perking her pink covered butt up in the air as her hand moved to her back, sliding down toward her waistband. Every inch that her hand moved down forced Emma to feel both more aroused and more desperate for something she would never say. Her fingers found her waistband, but she hesitated, gently playing with the waistband as she felt her face turning red. "A..Am I really about to do this? I gave so many wedgies when I was in school, and here I am, about to give myself one?" Emma waited a few moments before finally letting herself grip her panties. Emma let out one last deep breath before suddenly pulling her own underwear upward. As her underwear stretched up her own back, they also disappeared into her ass cheeks much like the thong she had been wearing, her beautiful pale cheeks flopping back out as the word "sexy" became distorted. "A..Ah, it...it's so uncomfortable, my..ass." Strangely even though Emma found it uncomfortable she once again pulled her underwear higher. This time she let out a soft gasp as this pull had caused her panties to rub against her clit, it was a strangely pleasant feeling. "O..oh.." Emma's arousal only grew as she felt herself growing wet, both from the wedgie and from the fixation of her obsession, Max. She slowly moved her free hand underneath her, guiding it down her body between her legs. Her breathing had started to turn into panting as she let her fingers touch her clit which was trapped under her tight taut panties, this made her let out a soft moan as well as turning her desire into a need. "Oh..fuck why..am I so wet? Why is this turning me on so much?"

Finally, Emma gave up on making it make sense to her, she knew what she wanted. Suddenly once again Emma gave a harsh tug upward, pulling her panties halfway up her back while whimpering a bit at the pain, and of course the pleasure. This was when Emma realized that she wouldn't be able to pull like this, so she began to change positions, she let out an annoyed grunt, before pushing her ass up a bit into the air. Emma then put her hands over her head, reaching back almost in desperation as she grabbed her waistband again. Once her hands took hold of her underwear. This time, she had no hesitation, pulling her own underwear upward with all her might, which also forced her to scream out in pain, sweet pain which caused her arousal to start dripping down her legs as she felt her panties growing more wet. It hurt her so badly, it was rubbing so deep into her ass, the panties rubbing against both of her entrances as she felt herself start to bite the pillow. She was not done though as she once again pulled her underwear harder, this time up to her own head. She knew it would hurt tomorrow but she did not care, as her ass cheeks bounced and clapped from the sheer force of this wedgie. "Oh god, Fuck my ass, it hurts so bad...but...' she did not dare finish her sentence, instead she gritted her teeth before continuing to pull her panties upward, now forcing them to stretch past her head, her eyes looked up to see her own waistband. Emma could feel herself starting to make her hips buck against the wedgie, as the movement made her panties rub between her lips and against her clit. She was starting to grow close to climax, it had been so long since she had a chance to cum, she needed it so bad so without even a shred of hesitation she finally pulled her own panties over her face into a mask. The word "Sexy" now plastered across her face as she lay there in her atomic wedgie. Emma wasn't finished yet, she reached over to her drawer, even with her underwear mask she was still easily able to find her wand in her nightstand. Emma took her toy, turning it on before pushing the vibrating fat head against her dripping lips, the moment her toy made contact she began erupting in moans. "Oh..oh fuck me, oh god, I'm gonna cum...cum in a fucking wedgie!" She looked pathetic, practically humping her toy in her atomic wedgie, this was a state she would never allow Max to see, even if thinking of their time together did this to her. As her hips kept bucking she felt pressure build and build before finally with one last loud moan of pleasure, she felt her entrance release more pleasure then it ever had before, both down her legs and onto the bed below her, her voice filling the room as pleasure overtook her. "Oh..oh I...I'm Cumming!

As Emma's arousal died down, so did her hips, her body collapsing against the bed as she let out a long sigh, her vibrator falling off to the side. Emma then slipped her panties off of her head, allowing them to fall down at her ass, somewhat stretched out. For a moment she laid there, thinking of what she had just done, and of this new surge of feelings now inside of her. All she could say was "Fuck".