#wetlook shorts

[wetlooklycra]

Wetlook shorts en wetlook top.

[maid-chloe-whore]

Hiii sweetypies💋💋:

the lovly @latex-doll-susan told me to post all the girly things i own. Please dont forget im relitivly new and dont have the luxury to live alone so its alll a secret💋

Underwear:

🟣 6 different pair of panties (Colours: 2x Black, 3x pink and 1x red)

🟣 5 different matching bras to panties💋

🟣 several black pantyhose and one with open front and back

Clothe:

🟣 1 open back cotton dress (colour: grey)

🟣 1 very long skirt with flower patterns

🟣 1 leather catsuit (colour: black)

🟣 1 pair of long lether gloves (colour: black)

🟣 1 leather bodysuit (colour: black)

🟣 1 maid bodysuit (ouvert, colour black)

🟣 1 slip dress (short, colour pink)

🟣 1 wetlook dress (short, colour black)

🟣 1 wetlook skirt with matching top (colour black)

🟣 1 mask with eyes and mouth holes (colour black)

🟣 1 bunny mask (colour black)

Toys:

🟣 1 small plug (colour: black) length: 7 cm without the handle, diameter: 2,6 cm

🟣 1 pair of handcuffs (colour: silver)

🟣 1 hand vib (colour: black with gold)

🟣 1 black bright collar with leash (colour: black)

🟣 1 nipple clamps

🟣 2 chastity training device

🟣 1 ballgag (colour: black)

🟣 1 nipple handpump

Last updated: 02.03.2025

Last cummy: 22.02.2025

Next cummy: 11.07.2025

[summer-fun-swim]

Dear Diary,

Today was another one of those hot, humid days where the air felt thick and heavy. I had just gotten home from a long day at school, and all I wanted to do was cool off. I decided to take a bath, but not before indulging in one of my favorite little habits.

I went to my room and change to my favorite outfit – a pair of tight, faded jeans shorts from Levi’s and a form-fitting blue t-shirt from American Eagle. I ran my fingers through my hair, slicking it back into my usual messy style. I couldn’t help but admire the way my clothes hugged my body, outlining every curve and contour.

I made my way to the bathroom, my wetlook diary entry about to begin. I turned on the faucet and let the water fill the tub, watching as it turned from clear to cloudy with the bathbomb. I glanced at myself in the mirror, my eyes lingering on the way my t-shirt clung to my chest and abs. I couldn’t help but feel a little thrill at the sight.

Finally, the tub was full enough for me to step in. I carefully climbed over the edge, making sure not to rip my jeans or tear my t-shirt. The water was warm and inviting, and I let out a sigh of relief as I sank into its embrace.

The fabric of my clothes immediately began to cling to my skin, outlining every inch of me in a wet, darker layer. I ran my hands over my chest, feeling the damp fabric of my t-shirt beneath my fingers. It was a strange, yet exciting sensation, and I couldn’t help but let out a little moan.

I closed my eyes and let myself drift away, my mind wandering to all sorts of dirty thoughts. I thought about the way my clothes looked, hugging my body like a second skin. I imagined how it would feel to have someone else see me like this, to see me wet and vulnerable beneath the clingy fabric.

My hand drifted down to my crotch, and I began to rub myself through the wet fabric of my jeans. It was a strange, muffled sensation, but it was enough to get me going. I could feel myself getting harder, the fabric of my jeans growing tighter and tighter as I stroked myself.

I opened my eyes and looked down at my body, watching as the water lapped at the edges of my t-shirt and jeans. I could see every detail, every curve and contour, through the wet fabric. It was a turn-on like no other, and I couldn’t help but let out a little moan as I continued to touch myself.

I don’t know how long I stayed there, lost in my own little world of wet clothes and dirty thoughts. But eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore. I came hard, my body shuddering with pleasure as I shot my load into the water.

I lay there for a few moments, catching my breath and basking in the afterglow of my little indulgence. The water was starting to cool, and I knew it was time to get out. I stood up, the wet fabric of my clothes clinging to me like a second skin. I stepped out of the tub and grabbed a towel, drying off and getting dressed in my usual clothes.

But even as I went about the rest of my day, I couldn’t shake the memory of my little wetlook diary entry. The feeling of the wet fabric against my skin, the thrill of being seen in such a vulnerable state, the excitement of touching myself through my clothes. It was a feeling I knew I would come back to again and again.

Yours, Horny Guy

[decaffeinatedgalaxyprince]

ground rules: default safeword is 'safeword' or stoplight colors for check ins. i'll use parentheses to (talk like this) to clarify tone or intention as well

(updated jan 2025) i'm a switch, age early 30s, central time zone. nonbinary tme bisexual trans.

i love interaction; anons, asks, reblogs, and replies are all good! the dm system doesn't like me, and i prefer keeping things semi-public here until i know someone better. communicate your limits too, especially titles and pet names. i love pet names

i have an omo server on discord called the cuddle puddle. main rules: 18+ obviously, no age regre/ssion kinks, no ince/st kinks, no abuse kinks, no 'momm/y' or 'dadd/y' titles or roleplay, no sexualizing littles or fictional kids, no 'bab/yfur'. introduce yourself to get access to the main channels. invite here: https://discord.gg/9pZXvB2N2A

rough kink tier list:

S: omorashi, bondage, punishment/discipline, begging, voice, praise, wholesome, erotic humiliation, d/s

A: clothed sex, DP, roleplay, anal, oral, frottage, dry humping, sounding, boots, masks, exhibitionism, leather, terato, science/medical/lab roleplay, wetlook

B: watersports, uniforms, object insertion, body worship, lingerie, dacryphilia, light intox, jeans, s&m, temperature play

C: petplay, feet, wax play, body writing

top tier fantasies: being denied permission to pee, especially if it's until i beg/admit that i'm going to have an accident if i don't get permission. being told what to drink. being told to hold it all 'or else'. being told to leak a little. having to ask permission to cross my legs or hold my crotch. being told if i can't hold it/obey whatever holding rule, i'll be punished: i love funishment oh my god. i love being threatened with no toilet breaks or with lots more drinks and nowhere to relieve myself. praise! praise + humiliation! bondage predicaments!

also great: sexual omo. sharing fantasies. someone describing accidents or their own relief to make my desperation more urgent. talking about how full i must be and how much i'd love to pee. multiple doms giving me attention. multiple subs holding with me, competing for attention. sensory play. pressing or massaging my full bladder. mild intox. being told what to wear.

good: teasing about waterfalls, water sounds, etc. fantasies about consensual public stuff. golden showers. light s&m. sounding. holding contests. peeing somewhere besides a toilet. holding a long time. rapid desp. making me admit/explain what i want in detail. some watersports.

ok: 'you only want to pee, you don't need to.' measuring capacity (it's a lot. and therefore kind of a pain to measure)

ask first (but often yes!): 'you don't need to pee, you're not desperate, you just think you are' gaslight type teasing. unrealistic hold goals. holding indefinitely without a goal. short term no touch. pleasure denial / joi. piss drinking. overstim. hard s/m.

no: diap/ers or agep/lay. actual oppression or abuse dressed as kink, including under/age. orgasm denial.

i'm a fat trans person with a fat trans dick and 3 holes. gender neutral, masc, or androgynous language prefered. you can switch it up, i'll let you know if i like/dislike something. i love talking to people, even if you don't want to talk about sex or bdsm explicitly. i live in an apartment so i can't really do jumping jacks at 3am.

i have a wand vibe, several other vibes, several dildos, other toys and plugs, a stand to pee funnel, and a decent amount of bondage supplies that you should also feel free to ask me about

now go forth and tell me to hold my pee 🥰

[shinygearart]

... you can find this black mega shiny nylon racer shorts in the markyman shop: https://markyman.etsy.com ❤️‍🔥

[summer-fun-swim]

Dear Diary,

Today was a lazy day, the kind of day where all you want to do is stay in your room and relax. I woke up late, around noon, and decided to spend the day lounging around in my wetlook outfit. I had on my favorite pair of ripped jeans, a loose white V-neck t-shirt, and a blue and white striped sweater tied around my shoulder. My hair was styled in a messy, wet look, slicked back with gel.

I spent the day lounging on my bed, listening to music and browsing the internet. Every now and then, I would get up and make myself a snack or grab a drink from the kitchen. But other than that, I was content to just stay in my room and enjoy the peace and quiet.

As the day went on, I started to feel a little warm and stuffy in my clothes. I decided to take them off and hop in the bathtub, still wearing my current pair of black shorts and blue undershirt. The water felt cool and refreshing against my skin, and I let out a content sigh as I sank down into the tub.

I lay there for a while, just relaxing and letting the water wash over me. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift, enjoying the feeling of the gently bubbling water against my skin. After a while, I opened my eyes and looked around my bathroom.

My gaze landed on my white t-shirt, still lying on the chair where I had left it. I felt a sudden urge to put it on, to feel the clingy fabric against my skin. I reached out and grabbed it, pulling it over my head and smoothing it down over my wet undershirt and shorts.

I lay back in the tub, feeling the fabric of my loose t-shirt stick to my skin. It was a strange, but oddly satisfying sensation. I closed my eyes again and let my hand drift down to my waist, slipping it under the waistband of my shorts.

I began to masturbate, the clingy fabric of my t-shirt making every sensation feel more intense. I could feel the water from the bathtub seeping through the fabric, making it even clingier and more intimate. I let out a soft moan as I reached my climax, feeling a surge of pleasure wash over me.

I lay there for a while longer, enjoying the afterglow and the feeling of the wet fabric against my skin. Eventually, I got out of the bathtub and dried off, but I couldn't bring myself to take off my t-shirt. I put on a pair of dry shorts and a hoodie, but I left the t-shirt on underneath, enjoying the feeling of the clingy fabric against my skin.

As the day wore on, I found myself becoming more and more aware of the t-shirt, the way it stuck to my skin and the way it felt against my nipples. I couldn't help but touch myself through the fabric, enjoying the way it felt against my sensitive skin.

As night fell, I finally took off the t-shirt and climbed into bed, feeling exhausted and satisfied. I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the feeling of the clingy fabric against my skin.

As I write this, I can't help but feel a little self-conscious about what I've written. But at the same time, I can't deny the way I felt that day, the way the clingy fabric of my t-shirt made me feel more connected to my body and my desires. It was a strange, but ultimately satisfying experience, one that I wouldn't mind repeating in the future.

Until next time, [Your Name]

[summer-fun-swim]

Once upon a time, there was a young male teen named Tim who was known for his playful and carefree personality. He was a twink with a slender build, sparkling blue eyes, and tousled red hair that always seemed to have a mind of its own. Tim was a bit of a fashion enthusiast, always sporting the latest trends in streetwear. On this particular day, he wore a bright red Adidas tracksuit, complete with a matching red and white cap, and a pair of limited-edition Nike Air Max sneakers.

It was a typical day at the week, and Tim was looking forward to his PE class, where they would be having their weekly swimming lesson. However, Tim had lost track of time while chatting with his friends and realized that he was running late. In his haste, he completely forgot to change into his swimsuit and headed straight to the pool.

As he entered the pool area, he was met with the sound of splashing water and laughter from his classmates. Tim looked around and saw that most of the students were already in the pool, wearing a variety of swimsuits, T-shirts, and shorts. Some of his classmates had even opted to swim in their boxers and t-shirts, which Tim found both amusing and liberating.

But Tim was still in his bright red tracksuit, and he felt out of place. However, instead of letting it bother him, he decided to make the best of the situation and jumped into the pool with all his clothes on. The water rushed over him, soaking his tracksuit, and making it cling to his body. The red fabric became transparent, revealing the outline of his underwear beneath.

Tim swam laps around the pool, enjoying the feeling of the cool water against his skin. He couldn't help but notice the other students in the pool, especially those who wore only a T-shirt and boxers. He admired their confidence and thought about how freeing it must feel to swim without the constraints of a swimsuit.

As he swam, he noticed one of his classmates, a boy named Jake, who was wearing a tight-fitting wetlook T-shirt. The wet fabric clung to Jake's muscular chest and abs, and Tim couldn't help but stare. He felt a stirring in his groin as he imagined running his hands over Jake's wet body.

Tim decided to swim closer to Jake, trying to get a better look. As he approached, he could see the outline of Jake's hard cock through his wet boxers. Tim felt his own cock begin to harden as he watched Jake swim laps.

He couldn't resist the temptation any longer and decided to take matters into his own hands. He swam behind Jake and pressed his body against him. Jake turned around, surprised, but Tim could see the desire in his eyes.

Without a word, Tim reached down and grabbed Jake's cock through his wet boxers. Jake moaned softly as Tim began to stroke him. The water made their bodies slippery, and Tim could feel Jake's hard cock sliding against his hand.

Jake reached down and grabbed Tim's cock through his soaked tracksuit. The fabric felt soft and slick against Tim's hard dick, and he moaned with pleasure.

They swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out, still fully clothed. Tim couldn't believe what was happening, but he didn't care. He was too lost in the moment, too consumed by desire to think straight.

They found a secluded corner of the pool area, hidden from view by a row of lockers. Tim pushed Jake against the wall, and they started to kiss passionately. The taste of chlorine on Jake's lips only added to the excitement.

Tim reached down and pulled down Jake's wet boxers, revealing his hard cock. He knelt down and took Jake's cock into his mouth, savoring the taste of chlorine and skin. Jake moaned loudly, running his fingers through Tim's wet hair.

Tim sucked and stroked Jake's cock, feeling it throb and pulse against his tongue. Jake's breathing became ragged, and he moaned louder and louder. Finally, with a loud cry, Jake came, spurting ropes of hot cum into Tim's mouth.

Tim stood up and kissed Jake, sharing the taste of cum between them. Jake reached down and undid Tim's tracksuit, revealing his hard cock.

Jake dropped to his knees and took Tim's cock into his mouth, sucking and stroking him with expert precision. Tim moaned with pleasure, running his fingers through Jake's wet hair.

With a loud cry, Tim came, spurting his load into Jake's mouth. Jake swallowed every drop, eagerly licking Tim's cock clean.

They stood there for a moment, their bodies still wet and slick from the pool. Tim couldn't believe what had just happened, but he knew one thing for sure - it was an experience he would never forget.

From that day on, Tim and Jake became inseparable. They would often sneak away during swimming lessons to have their own private encounters. And even though they eventually got caught and had to face the consequences, they didn't care. They had found something special, something that nobody could take away from them.

And so, Tim learned that sometimes, breaking the rules can lead to the most unforgettable experiences. He learned to embrace his desires and to never be afraid of being himself. And most importantly, he learned that sometimes, swimming with all your clothes on can lead to the most unexpected and exciting adventures.

[wetlooklycra]

Lovely biker shorts with wetlook top.

[summer-fun-swim]

Once upon a time, there was a young and adventurous twink teenager named Gordon. Gordon was a huge fan of water sports and loved swimming fully clothed. He had a collection of colorful Adidas, Nike, and Under Armour outfits that he loved to wear while swimming.

One sunny afternoon, Gordon decided to take his GoPro camera to the lake and make some underwater videos. He wore his favorite blue and white Adidas shorts, a tight-fitting red Nike t-shirt, and a pair of black Nike socks. He also wore his trusty Under Armour cap to keep his hair dry.

Gordon started by wading into the shallow waters, capturing the beauty of the lake and its surroundings on his GoPro. He then slowly made his way deeper into the water, feeling the coolness of the lake against his clothes. The wet fabric clung to his body, accentuating his toned abs and slender frame.

Gordon dove underwater, capturing the breathtaking underwater views on his GoPro. The water was crystal clear, and he could see fish swimming around him. The wet fabric of his clothes felt snug against his skin, providing an extra layer of warmth and comfort.

Gordon swam deeper and deeper, feeling a sense of freedom and exhilaration as he explored the lake's underwater world. His clothes became heavier with every stroke, but he didn't mind. He loved the feeling of the water against his skin and the way his clothes moved and flowed around him.

Finally, Gordon swam fully clothed, feeling a sense of liberation and joy. He twirled around in the water, capturing the beautiful scene on his GoPro. The colors of his Adidas, Nike, and Under Armour outfits popped against the blue water, creating a stunning visual effect.

After his swim, Gordon went back to his apartment and reviewed the footage he had taken. He was pleased with the results and decided to make a compilation of his underwater adventures.

One night, Gordon decided to masturbate while watching his underwater videos. He put on his favorite t-shirt, a tight-fitting blue Nike tee, and laid back on his bed. He closed his eyes and imagined himself swimming in the lake, feeling the water against his skin and the wet fabric of his clothes clinging to his body.

As he watched the videos, Gordon felt his arousal grow. He started to touch himself through his T-shirt, feeling the fabric rubbing against his hard cock. He imagined the sensations of the water against his skin, and it wasn't long before he came, soaking his T-shirt in the process.

Gordon loved the feeling of wet clothes against his skin and the sense of freedom and exhilaration that came with swimming fully clothed. He couldn't wait to explore more underwater worlds and continue his wetlook adventures.