Two New Wedgie Stories
September 19, 17 Minutes Another day at school, another day of wedgies and a lot humiliating moments. Hannah Henley had opted out of a ride home on the crowded school bus: Surprise wet willies, messy wedgies with partly uneaten, sometimes cold, lunches, wedgies in general.
No thanks. Her shorts had been pulled down during gym class — While they were doing stretches to limber up. Touching their toes to be precise. She hiked them up, rode out the laughter and the jokes, and went abut her gym activities. Pantsed once again during free throw practice and then again during dodgeball. She had already been pegged too. They went down to her ankles the moment she tried to walk off of the court and she was quick to bend over to pick them back up.
Some deadeye decided to use her bright yellow panties as a target and hit the bullseye. What an eventful time that was… Then there was a wedgie in the locker room afterwards that almost turned atomic, but the bully was torn off of her.
She had no idea who her savior was, because she ran off while still trying to find her glasses that had fallen off. All she really saw was the girl being pulled away from her row of lockers in to another. She did hear squeals and wails, pleas to stop the wedgie and it brought a smile to her face. Ah, karma!
When that two-faced bitch was on her side, it was amazing! The brunette hoped she would meet them soon enough so she could thank them for saving her butt. Wedgies could get brutal at her new high school! That was it. A pretty mild day, honestly. Hannah was walking along with her music blaring in her eyes and her green eyes were trained on the path laid out in front of her.
Mommy dearest probably would not be too keen on her walking home alone, and rarely did her lies ever work on her mother, but the bespectacled brunette could deal with it. Her music faded out at just the right time when changing to next song in the random shuffle. She was running, and yelling her head off for good reason, as she had two athletic looking girls chasing after her and gaining ground.
All three were moving very very quickly in her direction. Hannah caught a glimpse of bunched up white fabric dotted with yellow outside the back of her jeans. Oh no… Hannah was running. When her legs had started to move she had no idea. She just knew the wind was in her face and the pony-tailed brunette was not getting much farther ahead of her. Two factors worked heavily against her — The first, she was a gamer. A non-athletic gamer.
A majority of her physical activities outside of Gym class included being forced to shop with her mother, walking around her house and the occasional bike ride. The latter was limited now because of her new, insane, humiliation loving city she lived in mixed like oil and water. The second, unbeknownst to her and a fact the other brunette had yet to share out of fear and because she was focusing on running for the safety of her butt, was that the two chasers were Track and Field runners.
They had stamina, endurance, powerful and graceful strides without needless expending of energy and, most importantly, were driven by a desire to yank on underpants. Their prey were wasting their energy. They were running because of fear. Hannah was scooped up by one before she knew what was happening. An arm wrapped around her waist and a hand tightly gripping one of her wrists. The glasses wearing girl weakly beat her pale fists against the girl holding her and struggled like a fly in the spider web.
A fruitless effort. Her lungs were burning, a couple drops of sweat were crawling down her forehead, and most of her energy had been used up trying to run away. Her blows were weak, ineffective.
Come on, this is my last pair! The brunette girl who had gotten her in to this mess was being carried back to them by… A really cute pair of panties. They were white with a yellow waistband and covered in smiling, happy chocobos from the Final Fantasy series.
They were wedgied up her butt and Hannah felt pity for her. In the dark reaches of her mind though, where the more vengeful version of lied created from years of being tormented, she was cackling. This girl was the reason she was in this shitty situation to begin with! So… Yeah, get wedgied! Hey hey hey! Leave those alo — ooooohhhnn!!
Hannah clenched her cheeks around the legholes being driven in to her asscrack to try and slow their ascent or soften the blow.
It hardly ever did. Bunny undies! Hannah just grunted and stuck out her pelvis to try and escape the pain in her behind. Hey, Chelsea! How unlucky can you get? Their butts clenched. They were at the mercy of these two girls. Hannah groaned some more with little else she could do. Another hanging wedgie?! The fuck?!?! Unluckily for the two brunettes on the receiving end of the panty pulling, there was a chain link fence next to them, taller than them, and the girl who had caught the glasses wearing brunette amazingly had two tennis balls in the pockets of her track jacket.
Had they planned this?! Hannah found herself first up to the proverbial chopping block. Lifted until her toes barely touched the ground, a portion of her butterfly printed underwear fed to the girl on the other side. It was enough to get a grasp on them and Hannah was pulled back until her jean clad bottom was against the criss-crossed metal wires.
Hannah gritted her teeth and held on to the fence as the track runner pulled her panties further and further. The unnamed panty puller wanted to make sure that when the yellow granny panties finally gave in and shredded that the nerdy brunette wearing them would be picking out bits of cotton and strings for days and days to come.
The tennis ball was inserted in to the end of her panties, under her waistband, and the track runner kept pulling back to make sure to make the wedgie as tight as possible. She wrapped the yellow-green fuzzy ball in the yellow granny panties. Twisting and turning, the track runner succeeded in getting the wrapped ball to the fence.
She and Chelsea let go and Hannah and the bespectacled wedgie victim grunted. She was stuck with her toes just barely touching the sidewalk. Carol was next and the pony-tailed brunette was subjected to the exact same treatment without the two track runners skipping a beat. The two of them were left dangling, blushing, gritting their teeth and clenching their cheeks as they now experienced the brunt of the hanging wedgie.
No being held up, now it was weight and gravity and really tightly drawn underwear. The two wedgie girls immediately covered their groins and glared, blushing the same shade of crimson.
No matter how often it happened, it was never any less embarrassing. It was quite the shock to their system. Without thinking they used their hands to push away from the cold, tingling sensation crawling across their rumps and that worsened their wedgies further.
Keep our offer in mind! They were left alone. The only noise between them were passing cars, honking horns and people pointing and laughing from inside said cars with their windows rolled down. Hannah turned a deadpan gaze on the girl known as Carol Adams, who was squirming in her stretched out underwear. She stopped. Their eyes locked. It ended as quickly as it began, but the second of flailing was enough to get her bouncing and she regretted ever doing it immediately.
Hannah held her crotch with one hand while the other clutched her panties, hoping to stop herself sooner. Carol, for a moment, looked cross. So, I would appreciate a little less lip! The pony-tail wearing brunette bit her bottom lip. It dawned her that she had used the nickname circulating around school. I uh… Sorry. It… It really was. Kiddy Undies or Pancake Panties? Eh, the slightly lesser of two evils was fine with her.
Just talk, talk, talk.
Thong Wedgie in the Night
She grudgingly took the gig but was disappointed. She had had plans to let out her inner teen wedgie slut. Plus the preteen boy she was about to watch was an absolute terror every time she had to watch him.
But the money was good so she went with the job. Allie showed up at the house and got quick instructions. Money for pizza was on the fridge and bedtime by 8 pm.
They left the house and the boy immediately started to terrorize her. Pulling her hair, snapping her bra. Literally everything a young boy can think of to be a punk. Finally, she had enough and decided to take things into her own hands. Allie was going to use her teen wedgie slut fetish to her advantage. Every time the boy came around she yanked up his boxers giving him a big wedgie. Being a bully to him for the entire night was almost as fun as having some virgin tease sex! Bad teen wedgie slut is about to get a big wedgie!
The parents walked in and found the teen wedgie slut on the computer playing a game. The mom went up behind her and before Allie could welcome them home she grabbed her panties and yanked them up out of her jean shorts. Allie fell out of the chair and the wife dragged her across the hardwood floors to the living room.
I bet that tight teen pussy is soaking wet too! He pulls out a pocket knife and uses it to cut Allie out of her clothes. She whimpers and tries to flee but the wife yanked her panties up her ass and held her in place. Finally out of her clothes, except her panties, the husband reached between her legs and rubbed over her panties. What do you say? The husband laughed and agreed. So they shoved Allie face-first into the floor and took hold of her panties on either side and yanked them up and right over her head.
Allie yelped in pain and surprise as she felt them go over her forehead and stick. The husband loved doing this as much as having hot teen phone sex with random young whores.
They left the panties over her head for what felt like forever. But all of a sudden she felt them rip off of her and she let out a scream of pain as she fell to the floor. The husband flipped her over and started rubbing her pussy. She was so wet he easily slid his finger inside of her. Allie moaned and arched her hips begging to be fucked and filled.
The husband happily slid his cock inside her teen pussy and started pounding her. He held her down by her throat and fucked her hard and fast. Her tits bouncing in his face. Their orgasms building and building until the wife came all over her face, drenching her in pussy juices.
The husband came inside Allie which pushed her over the edge. Allie never knew being a bully teen wedgie slut would lead to such a great night! Share this:.
This will make her joke easier. Brandie laughs to herself as she creeps slowly towards Kelly, a big smile on her face. Kelly is wearing some capri type track bottoms and a tank top, and now Brandie is right above her butt, her fingers moving with delight.
Now she slowly reaches into her sisters pajama pants and finds a tiny white thong. Suddenly she pulls the thong up as hard and fast as she can with both hands, causing the sleeping Kelly to wake up in suprise. Kelly screams out as she tries to get up onto her knees but is kept lying down and helpless. Her butt becomes sweaty and hot, as the tiny string gets damp from being so far up her ass.
To be Continued…. She had had plans to let out her inner teen wedgie slut. Plus the preteen boy she was about to watch was an absolute terror every time she had to watch him. But the money was good so she went with the job.
Allie showed up at the house and got quick instructions. Money for pizza was on the fridge and bedtime by 8 pm. They left the house and the boy immediately started to terrorize her. Pulling her hair, snapping her bra. Literally everything a young boy can think of to be a punk. Finally, she had enough and decided to take things into her own hands. Allie was going to use her teen wedgie slut fetish to her advantage.
Every time the boy came around she yanked up his boxers giving him a big wedgie.
Hannah's Wedgie Torture
Being a bully to him for the entire night was almost as fun as having some virgin tease sex! Bad teen wedgie slut is about to get a big wedgie! The parents walked in and found the teen wedgie slut on the computer playing a game.
The mom went up behind her and before Allie could welcome them home she grabbed her panties and yanked them up out of her jean shorts. Allie fell out of the chair and the wife dragged her across the hardwood floors to the living room. I bet that tight teen pussy is soaking wet too! He pulls out a pocket knife and uses it to cut Allie out of her clothes.
She whimpers and tries to flee but the wife yanked her panties up her ass and held her in place.