Reading the reviews to the story 'house guest' I noticed a funny reference to my panties, the way it read was that I should not only have had a new dress but also some new 'drawers' then the reviewer went on to say something along the lines of 'although not with lips whatever that might be'. Now either he has not read correctly the occurrence of what is commonly referred to as a 'lip slip' or my description of what happened is way off.
To recap my panties had slipped to one side as I was rubbing myself against our guest William; I had straddled him then lowered myself down until the crotch of my panties just about made contact with the shaft of his naked penis, then slowly moved my hips back and forth. After a few moments I felt skin on skin contact because the flimsy material of my thong had drifted over to one side exposing part of my vagina, Williams's penis was now rubbing against bare skin, having become aroused with my game a little peek of 'lip' protruded from my damp slit. I tugged my panties back into place as quickly as possible making sure I was well covered before resuming my teasing.
This is where he seems to have misread so let me explain. The 'bit of lip' I refer to is my labia being exposed and tickled as I teased the length of his cock due to my errant panties slipping to one side. Steve has always commented on what a 'neat' pussy I have, nothing protrudes or dangles; all that is visible is my shaven slit, everything hidden from view until I part my legs and use my fingers. Sometimes, as I get excited, there is the barest hint of what Steve calls a 'little tongue of flesh' sticking out from my damp slit, that is until I am explored further, my slick vagina coaxed apart either by fingers, (sometimes mine, sometimes not and sometimes more than one persons) tongue or cock.
It set me thinking because 'lip slips' and little flashes accidental or otherwise really turns me on, I decided to share a few occasions that they have occurred, how they happen, the difference in pantie types and how it can be a great tease for 'voyeurs' getting a glimpse of something they shouldn't and exciting for myself when its planned as part of a game but especially so when it's not.
Now no girl should really be surprised if she finds herself partly uncovered just because of the type of panties popular today, thongs and strings being the worst culprits. There is no way that the tiny piece of material we place between our legs could realistically be expected to keep our most intimate parts fully covered and hidden from prying eyes. The simple action of walking a flight of steps is enough to dislodge the flimsy garment giving the guys behind a brief glimpse of heaven, (especially when worn with a short skirt) and any girl who thinks guys aren't on the lookout for this kind of thing is a fool. After all thongs are little more than several bits of string with a little strip of material to cover your parts so the simple action of sliding across a seat can be enough to dislodge them, especially the thin lacy type which, let's be honest, might feel nice but wearing panties that are both tiny and all but see-through is just asking for trouble, then again part of the attraction of thongs is to be daring, even the simple cotton ones are prone to riding up in a 'camel toe. It's just nice to have that 'naked butt' feeling as your skirt swishes against bare cheeks and the caress of cool air on warm skin as it's lifted by a strong breeze fluttering above your thighs briefly exposing what lies beneath. It's nice to be seen.
That's why some (most) of us wear thongs, knowing that you could be accidentally exposed to strangers however briefly, the questioning looks of 'is she, isn't she' as they try to decide if you're wearing panties or not is so exciting
For example on one occasion we were out with a friend who's pride and joy is a huge 4x4, I was trying my best to exit the monster worried that I would end up on the floor as I was wearing heels and the back seat is high up, as I scooted to the edge my dress rode up over my thighs giving a classic 'up skirt' in front of a crowd of partygoers. As I later discovered (Steve had been nice enough to get a shot on his phone) they saw a little bit more than just my panties because my thong had slipped to one side exposing a little of my pussy, to make matters worse I was rather damp and excited because Steve had been fooling around on our journey tickling certain parts with his fingers so the part he lovingly refers to as my 'little tongue of flesh' was sticking out for all to see.
Those same panties betrayed me while I was dancing, Ok I had allowed my very short dress to ride up over my thighs so I knew my panties were on show, what I didn't know and what Steve failed to tell me, (as usual!) was that my panties were not doing the job they were designed to do and were again flashing my little slit to a happy crowd of onlookers, not that I had any complaints about that, I felt a familiar tingle in my belly as I saw one or two guys taking a picture with their phones, Steve was not slow to capture the moment and we had an interesting cab ride home that resulted in the fare being waved on account of the little show Steve gave by easing my panties to one side and fingering me to an incredible orgasm. The driver had pulled over and was watching in the rear view mirror obviously pleasuring himself, feeling very horny and naughty I leant forward reached round and replaced his hand with my own, not even stopping when his cum pumped over my fingers, dribbling over the back of my hand, squeezing every last drop and leaving him in a sticky but happy mess.
Sometimes when teasing the plainest of panties can give just the right 'effect', cotton being the simplest but the best for exposing what is commonly known as 'a camel toe' they tend to ride up moulding to the mound of the pussy, outlining the shape and creeping up into the slit, which is exciting in that little is left to the imagination even though little is on show.
Strings are even better than thongs for 'flashing', while thongs tend to drift to one side exposing a little flesh strings ride right up and disappear between the lips leaving nothing to the imagination with almost everything on show. I love the excitement of knowing that even although I have underwear on the underwear is hiding nothing, instead serving to highlight where the lucky guy hopes to go; disappearing places he hopes to discover. I love the look on their faces when they realise there is nothing between their cock and my pussy but the thinnest, tiniest thread of material, the knowing that even though I have underwear on I'm as open and exposed as if naked, the excitement builds as I wait for the moment their fingers first brush against me gently easing the string from between my damp lips then, if circumstance allow, pulling them all the way down, sometimes just easing them to one side.
Thongs are the best for putting on a show; I remember teasing two of our friends Terry and Jake at home once, we had been playing strip poker and as usual in these games I had ended up wearing nothing but the skimpiest of thongs sat holding yet another losing hand and as I reluctantly placed my cards on the table they called for me to take my thong off. Instead of simply slipping it down I stood with my back to them and bent over at the waist bracing my hands on the chair just out of reach the other side of the table. Wiggling my bottom while rubbing my thighs together I pushed out my hips knowing the movement would cause the soft material to gradually ride up, exposing a little glimpse of pussy to them.
Both Terry and Jake said it was the hottest thing they had seen and in truth it was just as much a turn on for me as it was for the guys.
Damp and tingling from my 'tease' I lay down on the floor between them and fingered myself to orgasm still wearing the thong, still not fully exposed, soaking the thin material with my juices. Without invite they knelt on either side of me masturbating, cum splashing my chest and between my thighs as they quickly shot their load. I was so turned on that I fingered myself to another orgasm, massaging their sticky mess over my tits and sopping pussy, working the material of my thong over and even between my lips as I came for a second time.
The moment I like best with a new 'friend' is the first tentative touch of a finger between my legs, the look of lust and want on their face as they feel the warm damp spot soaking the my panties always brings butterflies dancing through my belly and with it another dribble of juice in the expectation and promise of fun.
That first little damp spot leads to so much more.
