《Sidney's roommate gives her wedgies》Gas station
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Tonight Mark and I had planned a little date. We were gonna spend 30$ on junk food at the gas station and then watch a movie. I guess it's not the classiest date but was pretty excited.
I had just gotten home from class so I quickly took a shower and put on some clean clothes. I decided to go casual, bike shorts and a crop top.
Mark had morning class today so he was already with the keys in hand when I entered the kitchen looking for him.
"Ready to go?" He said. He looked really excited. This man and his Doritos.
"Yeah I think so!" I smiled. "Oh can this go in your pocket? I don't have any." I asked holding out my phone.
"Sure. Wow I'm really seeing the pocket gap today" he laughed and put my phone in his pocket.
I walked to the front door and he followed. I slipped my shoes on but I couldn't get one of my heels in right so I bent over to fix it.
Mark saw his opening, I guess, and I felt him tug slowly on the back of my underwear. I stopped whatever I was doing for a second and just felt my face heat up. He tugged again and a little moan escaped me.
I felt him adjusted my panties and then he let go. The elastic snapped back but stayed mostly outside of my shorts because of how tight they were.
I stood up and went to put them back in but he grabbed my hand.
"How about we test that humiliation kink" he asked. "You walked around with a fashionable wedgie, how about you walk around with this one?"
He made good points... and I didn't think I would see anyone we knew. I thought about all the strangers in the sketchy gas station who would probably judge me and I blushed.
"I'll do it-"
"Yesss"
"BUT" I continue "you're paying for the snacks"
"Fifteen dollars is a small price to pay for your public humiliation" he laughed.
Before we left he made my wedgie much worse.
He pulled up on my leg holes, making my bikini style panties into a thong. I felt them dig into me and a withered into the pleasure and discomfort.
Once everything but the crotch was pulled up and out of my shorts he went for the front.
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The material slid between my lips and every time he pulled a wave of pleasure and then pain would hit me as the underwear pushed on my clit.
When he was done my underwear was very noticeably bunched up over my waistband on all sides.
"I think we're good to go"
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The car ride was quite pleasurable as I got to wiggle around and rub up against my new predicament. I was probably soaking wet by the time we got to the gas station. I almost worried if the wet spot had made it through my shorts, I guessed it wouldn't be too visible they were black.
Things dawned on me when we parked. I had to get out and people could see me. I fumbled around and found a mask. It gave me enough confidence to get out of the car despite not doing much else.
Mark and I walked to the doors of the gas station and he opened the door, beckoning me through.
I wasn't paying attention and as I walked past he grabbed my waistband, waited for me to walk a step, and let it snap back before I could do anything.
"Mark!" I hissed not wanting anyone to see. Though internally I knew that someone probably saw that or it was probably on the security camera and another part of me found that really hot.
I felt the material rubbing between my legs with every step. It made me feel weak.
There weren't many people in the store. I thought I might avoid them but mark started to pull me into isles such were already occupied.
I made eye contact with an older man who looked down at my waist and then raised his eyebrows at me. I don't know what he thought but he probably thought I was weird. I blushed profusely under my mask.
The second person we walked by was an older woman, I heard her mumbling something that sounded a lot like slut shaming. I guess she's not a fan.
I was probably red enough to colour match a fire truck by the time I decided on the best 3 snacks I could get for my budget.
I ended up with chips, a chocolate bar, and a small bag of gummies.
I found mark and held out my prize to him triumphantly.
"I'm seeing's some good picks here" he nodded. He picked up whatever he was looking at and we headed to the check out.
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A sleazy looking younger man was working the register. When he wasn't looking at our items he was looking at my chest, I could practically feel it, his eyes on me.
After the transaction was complete I turned to get out of the store as fast as possible. I was in such a rush I forgot about my other situation.
After a few steps I hear a sharp whistle. I turned to the desk and saw the clerk looking at me, he looked like he was trying to be seductive. I just turned and walked out the door.
"Ugh that guy was so immature" mark said when we got In the car.
"He felt icky, if that makes sense" I said and mark nodded.
"Maybe hes into wedgies too?" Mark proposed.
"Maybe. Doesn't matter you're the only one who gets to pull my panties" I say. Mark seemed to perk up at this.
"Damn right" He smiled as he pulled out of his paring spot. "So how was it? Being exposed in public?" He asked.
"It was... interesting" I thought about it for a second. "I felt kinda like a menace, it was very embarrassing which was also hot and I enjoyed it but that's hard to admit" I say honestly.
"I'm counting it as a win"
"Fair enough"
We talked about the movie on the way back and after a heated debate we decided we'd watch a Star Wars movie because I hadn't seen the the prequels, my father thought they were blasphemy.
Once we were snuggled on the couch I realized my underwear were still all bunched up outside my underwear. I was pretty excited for the movie and I wanted to focus so I went to fix them but mark stopped me.
"Ok you know drinking games?" He asked.
"Yeah?"
"How would you like to do that but it's a wedgie game?" He proposed.
"What's the trigger?" I laugh a little.
"I bounce you every time someone pulls out a lightsaber?" He suggests.
"Oh my god my underwear won't make it to the first hour" I laugh at him. "But fine im ok with that.
Sure enough not 10 minutes in as I lay on my side, head in his lap, a fight brakes put on screen and I feel mark leaning over.
He gets ahold of my underwear and tugs several times. I try not to make noises and to pay attention to the screen but the pressure on my pussy was just right, almost too good.
Every time I got refocused on the screen he'd tug again.
I was blushing and whimpering.
"Shhh you'll miss things" mark whispered.
"I'm trying!" I hissed back.
When longer fight scenes played we could keep the pressure on just pulling and pulling. I was being jammed into the couch and I heard my hands out keeping myself steady. This made my wedgie worse until I finally heard popping sounds.
It took quite a while honestly. Every few seconds he would tug and a few threads would pop and I'd feel the fabric jammed between my ass cheeks start to give way.
Finally I felt the fabric let go and I squeaked a little as the waistband snapped.
"Yess" mark moved to pause the movie and he stood up triumphantly holding my rippped underwear.
I blushed looking at him.
"What?" I asked.
"Another pare for my collection!" He smiled evilly.
"You're sick" I laugh and make a pushing gesture at him.
He walked off towards his room. I wonder how he keeps them. Maybe pinned on the wall I vaguely remember that being mentioned by him.
The thought of him adding my probably still wet underwear to his wall of trophies definitely wasn't helping with how hot I was feeling. So needy after what he did.
I got up to run to my room, maybe while he was pinning them up I could make myself cum really fast. I thought I had gotten away with it but right as a turned into the door I head it.
"What are you running off for?" He asked.
I blushed and turned towards him. "Just going to my room" I breathe.
"Too...?" He raises his eyebrows
"To do a thing!" I say more confidently.
"Sid did I get you that horny? With a wedgie?" I wanted to hide but I just kept getting more red.
"Perhaps, now... I'll be out in a bit " I try to grab for my door and I manage to get behind and close it.
It was hot, what he did. And i thought about it as I pulled all of my best toys out.
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