Intrigued by the idea of pushing boundaries, I proposed a unique experience to my friend. I confessed that I derive pleasure from soiling my panties while masturbating. As I lowered my pants, I began to touch myself over my panties, teasingly asking if this aroused him. I suggested that he pleasure himself while I observed, which he did, willingly.
My increasing excitement led me to rub myself more intensely. My leggings had slipped down, yet I continued to touch myself in an even more passionate manner. I urged him to stroke his swollen manhood with greater intensity for me. I moaned, “Please jerk off for me, let me witness you reaching your climax.”
As I experienced waves of orgasmic pleasure, I deliberately soiled my panties a little, ensuring he could see from the front. I pleaded with him, “Please stroke harder for me. I’m about to soil my pants as I reach my peak!”
The sensation was indescribably delightful. My face revealed the depth of my desire for him to admire my voluptuous figure. As I neared my climax, I admitted, “I’m about to cum. I’m filling my panties with waste, and the sensation is overwhelming!”
I showcased my soiled panties to him, heightening his arousal. Afterwards, I pulled up my leggings, right over the top. I sighed contentedly, “Ah, I truly enjoy these spontaneous, filthy escapades!”