Work of fiction, all characters are 18+.
Might not be everyone's cup of tea.
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Hey, My name is Hailey.
I wanted to tell you about when my life turned upside down only because I couldn't control myself.
I am a very adventurous and sexual girl, I just make sure it is not widely known.
I have had enough sexual partners to know what I want and like.
Let me tell you about myself so that you fantasize about me.
As you already know my name is Hailey. I am 18 years old.
About 5 feet and 5 inches tall. Dark brown hair I usually wear in a ponytail.
I always saw myself as a second Laura Croft, only with slightly larger boobs and ass.
This is the story of how I threw away my ambitions to become a slut.
It was the second trimester of my first college year.
After I had dinner with a good friend of mine, we had a good time and the wine was flowing.
She told me about something naughty and excited she had done.
I was quite intrigued, we were both similarly tasted in sexual adventure.
She told me she had sold a pair of worn panties.
This surprised me in a good way and quickly I became quite aroused.
A pair of panties wearing them for the day and then instead of washing them sell them to strangers.
It was absurd and hot at the same time.
The rest of the evening I was asking every question I could think of regarding it.
That night I lay in bed, slowly fingering my soaking wet pussy.
In my other hand, I held my drenched panties up to my face.
I'm just studying it.
Wondering about what drives men to want dirty panties.
The pair in my hand was wet and soft but I knew that would dry up and harden.
I did not like the idea of hardened dry panties.
Closing in on my imminent orgasm I shoved my wet panty in my face and licked my juices. They tasted good, very sweet.
I came hard, the best orgasm from masturbation I ever received.
I decided to sell my panties but to do it differently than she did.
I would sell my panties when they were still wet.
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I did not take that long after that faithful night to sell my first pair of panties.
Through my friend, I had gotten access to an anonymous group chat for sellers and buyers.
I felt like a drug dealer, the secrecy about it made me very nervous.
The group chat had about 40-50 people in it.
They were categorized into sellers and buyers.
I assumed the sellers were girls and the buyers were men, but to be honest I had no clue.
There were 4 sellers in the chat when I joined, I would be number 5.
The demand for used panties was way higher than the supply.
I looked through their posts and saw they did it maybe like once a month.
The prices ranged from $20 to $50, It was based on the type of underwear.
Simple cotton panties were cheap, sexy lingerie was more expensive.
I did not see the girls selling other options with the panties.
Maybe I was more dirty-minded but I had several naughty ideas.
Like not only selling worn panties but also panties I orgasmed in.
Buying underwear that they wanted. Custom orders.
Together with prices and pictures of my underwear I compiled this all in a message and sent it out in the group chat.
It did not take long at all for my inbox to flood with messages.
A few were not interesting and I felt like they were jerking more than willing to buy.
About an hour later I got a detailed message from someone willing to buy some worn underwear. He had some additional wishes which he wanted to talk about.
In his message he talked about all the things he liked and if any of it was possible in the future.
The first thing he wanted to buy were panties that were creamed with my girl's juices. He picked out a very nice blue thong that I included in the pictures.
He was willing to pay $75 if I wore them and masturbated for a solid hour.
Further in his message he talked about the dirty things he was hopeful about transacting in the future.
These were things like:
Going to the gym and doing the sweatiest work imaginable.
He talked about cumming in my underwear while I was wearing it.
This was immediately a step further than I anticipated. I had thought that for the first sale, I could just pick a thong from my hamper.
But I was also turned on. Very turned on.
I sent him back that I just started and wanted to take small steps before acting out his wishes. I told him that as soon as he paid the $75, I would act his purchase out.
I was in the middle of changing out into something more comfortable when my phone dinged.
It was a message from the bank.
A $75 deposit.
"Wow, that was quick." I thought to myself.
I was halfway done changing so I got rid of my bra and put on an oversized shirt.
I had not gotten to the lower half yet.
"No time like the present," I said out loud.
I was already horny thinking about it.
Standing in front of the mirror looking at myself, I started undressing.
My boobs sprung free as I pulled the shirt over my head.
I fucking loved looking at myself.
I stared at my boobs, both my nipples were pierced with a barbell.
Resulting in permanent stiff and sensitive nipples.
My eyes moved down towards my flat stomach.
Meanwhile, my hands moved into the waistband of my pants and I pulled down.
In one big swoop both my pants and underwear were on the floor.
Now fully naked I was gazing at my pussy.
It was glistering wet, slightly puffy.
Ready for action.
"I wish I could clone myself." I sighted, it is a big fantasy of mine to have a clone of myself to play with.
I picked the blue thong from my dresser and slid it up across my legs nice and tight against my pussy.
I could feel it slowly getting wet, even without me touching it.
I was so turned on, my chest going up and down with my heavy breathing.
Purposefully I was soiling a very sexy nice thong for a stranger.
And even better that stranger was paying me for it.
My whole body was ready, I was ready.
"This is going to be good," I thought as I took my best vibrator and plugged it into the socket.
I lay down on my bed. Set the vibrator on the lowest setting and began teasing my body.
Starting at my breasts slowly working around my nipples.
I felt a fire go throughout my whole body. I could not take it anymore and lowered the vibrator from my nipples to my pussy.
With my free hand, I pulled my thong as far up against my ass and pussy as I could.
I felt so nasty doing it, doing private intimate actions solely for a stranger.
And even worse, only because he was paying me.
I held the vibrator against my clit. Immediately I had a mini orgasm. I was so ready for this.
I have done this before just pleasuring myself for hours, laying on my bed, and letting the pleasure take me.
I kept going for hours completely soaking my thong every time I came.
Until everything cramped up so badly that I physically could not move anymore.
While barely moving and slowly recovering in bed I texted the buyer that I had his order ready.
He responded immediately where he needed to pick it up.
I panicked because it was pretty late and kinda forgot that I agreed to give him the panties when they were still wet.
I looked at my alarm clock, it said 10:30 PM.
I knew I would not have to leave campus for the dropoff point but where would it be?
*Bzzzz*
A new text from the buyer, again asking me for the dropoff point and time.
Our campus had a big library normally open until 9;30PM but since the finals were coming up they will be open until 11 PM.
I knew that the third-floor female bathroom was rarely used and had a bit of a reputation that it was being used for "Inappropriate manners".
Alright Location picked I could be there in a few minutes, so I told the buyer that he could pick it up at 10:50 PM library female bathroom on the third floor.
Getting back on my feet felt unsteady as the cramps just had been gone.
I pulled up my favorite black yoga pants, the ones all the college girls wear.
I did not bother with a bra as it was dark outside. I just put on a white crop top and slipped on some sneakers.
No jacket was needed since the early days of June had treated us with some nice weather.
Walking past the fountain on the main square I realised I made a huge mistake.
First I thought I had forgotten to bring the panties.
But... I had brought them...
I was still wearing them.
"Fuck!" I muttered to myself.
"Really, Hailey..."
I was glad my yoga pants were black because I was 100% sure that I would be showing a wet spot.
I was getting turned on again, the feeling was great.
The soaking wet soft fabric was pressed tightly against my pussy because of the yoga pants.
With every step I took, I got more and more aroused.
"Okay, get there as quick as you can."
"If you are quick enough you can get out again before he shows up."
I could feel my cheeks get red while walking towards the library.
It was from both excitement and embarrassment.
Quickly I slipped into the building without being spotted, the entree hallway was luckily empty.
I began running up the stairs after a couple of steps I sank to my knees as I moaned loudly in the stairwell.
The friction on my pussy was incredible from running up the stairs.
Quickly I got up and began walking, slow this time.
I looked at my phone and saw it said 10:47 PM.
"FUuuck," I said out loud.
I had no choice, It was running up the stairs or being late.
Running it is.
Biting on my lip trying not to give in to the feelings I reached the top of the stairs.
My face was now fully red and I had a light shimmer of sweat on my face.
The bathroom was close by, I quickly looked left and right.
There were maybe 5 people on this floor.
Most of them were packing their things to go to their rooms.
I think without being spotted I entered the bathroom and ran to the back stall.
Quickly jumped out of my sneakers and pulled my yoga pants and thong down.
It made a proper sucking sound when the fabric disconnected from my pussy.
A big string of grool tried its best to stay connected to the thong but it lost and landed on my thigh.
The thong was completely drenched.
Instead of the original deep blue color of my thong, it was now very dark blue, almost black.
But the inside was white. Not from the original color but from all my juices.
Stepping out of my yoga pants and thong, I picked up the thong.
It was heavy, and it smelled delicious.
The sweet but penetrating smell of my pussy was oozing from it.
"Focus Hailey!" I thought to myself.
I looked at my phone.
10:53 PM
I had a plan.
