DRIPPING WET: A COLLECTION OF EROTICA
“You wear these little skirts… are you trying to seduce me?” His eyes dragged down my body.
“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about”
Before I could finish, his hand slid up my thigh, fingers brushing beneath the edge of my skirt. My breath hitched. He shoved my panties aside and pressed two thick fingers inside me.
“Ahh. . . Kelvin. .” My knees buckled against the sink as he started slow, then thrust rougher, stretching me with every push.
“You like that, baby girl?” he whispered against my lips.
“Yes… oh God, yes.”
His mouth hovered over mine, stealing the sound of my moans before he spun me around to face the mirror. My own reflection stared back at me wide eyes, flushed cheeks while Kelvin loomed behind, his heat swallowing me whole.
“Watch while I fuck you,” he growled, shoving down his zipper.
The heavy length of him slammed into me in one rough stroke, knocking the air from my lungs.
“F-fuck!” I cried out, gripping the sink for dear life.
He yanked my hair back, forcing me to look at myself as he pounded into me. “Be my slut today.”
Dripping Wet is a collection of straight-up filthy stories about raw, no-limits sex.
Bodies crashing together in hard fucks. Holes stretched wide, throats used rough, sheets drenched in cum and sweat.
Each one dives deep into pure hunger, cocks slamming in deep, pussies taking it hard, asses getting claimed with no mercy. All the taboo stuff you crave, laid out in brutal detail.
No romance. No sweet talk. Just hard, wet, pounding sex that leaves you spent. This book isn't about love. It's about need and giving in until you're soaked.
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Chapter: Forbidden pounds -- 4Mom left for her weekend getaway at noon, waving goodbye with a cheerful “Have fun, kids!”The second her car turned the corner, Alex texted:House is ours.Start in the living room.Don’t wear anything you want to keep in one piece.I was waiting naked on the couch when he walked in, cock already straining his jeans, eyes blazing.He didn’t speak.He crossed the room in three strides, grabbed my ankles, and yanked me to the edge of the couch. My legs spread wide, pussy already dripping.He dropped to his knees, buried his face between my thighs, and devoured me.No warm-up—just rough, hungry licks, sucking my clit hard, tongue plunging inside me like he was starving.I came in under a minute, screaming, gushing over his tongue and chin.He stood, stripped, and slammed into me while I was still shaking deep, brutal thrusts that rocked the couch across the floor.He fucked me missionary first, legs over his shoulders, folding me in half, pounding so hard the cushions flew off.I came a
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: Forbidden pounds -- 3Mom was asleep upstairs, the house dark and quiet except for the low hum of the fridge.I couldn’t sleep—my body still ached from the basement, pussy sore and swollen, but the ache was the good kind. The kind that made me wet just remembering how hard Alex had fucked me.My phone buzzed on the nightstand.Alex.Kitchen. Now.I’m thirsty.I was downstairs in seconds, barefoot in just a tiny silk nightie that barely covered my ass, nipples already hard against the cool fabric.The kitchen was lit only by the under-cabinet lights, soft gold glow over the marble island.Alex was leaning against the counter in nothing but boxer briefs, cock straining against the thin cotton, eyes locked on me like a predator.He didn’t speak.He just crooked a finger.I walked straight to him.The second I was in reach he grabbed my waist, spun me, and lifted me onto the cold marble island like I weighed nothing.My nightie rode up instantly, exposing my bare pussy to the chill.He stepped between my sprea
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: Forbidden pounds -- 2The barbecue ended with hugs and promises to do it again soon.Mom insisted Alex stay the night.“It’s late, and you’ve had a beer!” so he took the guest room down the hall from mine.I lay in bed, pussy still throbbing from the pool house pounding, sheets twisted around my legs, replaying every brutal thrust.Sleep wasn’t happening.At 1:14 a.m. my phone buzzed.AlexDoor’s unlocked.Come here. Now.I was out of bed before I finished reading, barefoot in just an oversized T-shirt and panties, heart hammering so loud I swore Mom would hear it through the walls.His door was cracked open, a sliver of moonlight cutting across the bed.I slipped inside and shut it behind me with a soft click.Alex was waiting, shirtless, sweatpants slung low, cock already tenting the fabric.He didn’t speak.He just crooked a finger.I walked straight to him.The second I was in reach he grabbed my wrist, yanked me against his chest, and kissed me like he was starving.His tongue fucked my mouth while hi
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: Forbidden Pounds -- 1I never thought a family barbecue would change everything. My name's Sophia, 28, single, and way too focused on my marketing job to notice guys much. But that afternoon at my mom's house, with the sun beating down on the backyard pool, I noticed him. Alex Thompson—my mom's best friend's son, home from grad school for the summer. He'd always been the skinny kid tagging along to our family events, but now? At 25, he was all man: tall, broad-shouldered, with sun-kissed skin, messy dark hair, and a jawline that could cut glass. His swim trunks hung low on his hips, showing off that V-line that made my mouth dry.The moms were chatting by the grill, laughing about old times, while Alex and I ended up alone by the pool. "Hey, Soph," he said, his voice deeper than I remembered, with a grin that sent a spark straight between my legs. "Long time no see."We talked casually—his architecture program, my job stress—but his eyes kept dipping to my bikini top, where my nipples were hardening unde
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: The Unseen Orgasm IVThe downtown 6-train is completely deserted, just one empty car swaying through the tunnels under Manhattan.Fluorescent lights flicker, wheels scream on steel.I am naked, invisible, and standing in the middle of the car.He steps in at Bleecker Street.Kael, 29, hood up, paint-stained fingers, backpack full of Krylon cans.The city’s most wanted graffiti artist, face half-covered by a black bandana, eyes sharp and restless.The doors close.The train lurches forward.I move.I’m behind him in a heartbeat, chest to his back, hands sliding under his hoodie, nails dragging down inked skin.He spins, can in hand like a weapon, but there’s no one.I drop to my knees, yank his jeans and boxer-briefs down in one motion.His cock is already rock-hard, thick, curved, a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip.I lick it off and he groans, loud in the empty car.I take him deep, throat, fast, messy, spit dripping down his shaft while the train rocks us side to side.He grips the overhead rail wi
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
Chapter: The Unseen Orgasm IIIOne Vanderbilt, the tallest residential tower in the Western Hemisphere.The private express elevator to the penthouse is a glass capsule on the outside of the building, nothing but transparent walls and a 1,400-foot drop to the street.I am naked, invisible, and standing inside it the moment the doors close.Elias Voss, 38, billionaire tech god, is alone, still in his tailored midnight-blue suit, tie loosened, phone in hand.He thinks he’s going straight to his 110th-floor penthouse after a late board meeting.He’s wrong.The elevator starts its silent ascent.I step behind him, press my entire body to his back, and drag my invisible nails down the front of his shirt, popping every button in one slow, deliberate pull.He freezes, phone slipping from his fingers, clattering to the glass floor.Before he can speak I spin him, shove him back against the wall, and drop to my knees.His belt is already unbuckled by invisible hands, trousers open, cock freed, thick, flushed, curving up lik
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
Chapter: Part sixteen — The Sound in the DarkAriana’s POVMy body went stiff all of a sudden.What was she doing here? Or was it exactly what I was thinking?I knew it. That child looks exactly like Clara. I knew she looked familiar from somewhere, I just didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want my family—my son—to get tangled in Clara’s messed-up world.Clara was evil. Not just bad… evil in a way I can’t even fully describe. And the worst part? I remember everything. Like it just happened yesterday. The memories never faded… never left. What she did to me… what Clara and my so-called best friend did to me.For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I glanced at Roman. The disbelief on his face mirrored mine. I could tell he had questions, a lot of them. I could almost hear his thoughts racing.“Anywhere you go, bad luck is bound to happen,” she spat.A scoff left my lips before I could stop it.Seriously? The audacity.Was she really standing here acting like I’m the villain? Like I’m the bad one in this story? Or has she conveniently f
Last Updated: 2026-03-31
Chapter: Part fifteen —The Call That Changed EverythingAriana's POVThe night air was warm against my skin, soft and calming in a way that made it hard to think about anything serious. The sound of the waves hitting the shore played in the background like a lullaby, steady and endless. The resort lights reflected on the water, making everything glow just enough to feel unreal.I stretched out on the lounge chair, my fingers tracing lazy patterns on my thigh. My bikini still clung slightly to my skin from the last swim, and I didn’t even bother drying off properly. I liked the feeling. Free. Light and unbothered.Roman was watching me. I didn’t even have to look to know.“You’re staring again,” I said, my lips curving slightly.“And you love it,” he replied instantly.I turned my head, meeting his gaze. “You’re obsessed.”“Completely,” he said without hesitation.I laughed softly, sitting up and pulling my hair over one shoulder. “You should be ashamed.”“Never,” he said, walking towards me.There was something about the way he looked at m
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
Chapter: Part fourteen — Lost in the WoodsIt felt like one of those harmless school activities. The kind teachers hype up like it’s life-changing, but really it’s just walking around pretending you’re Bear Grylls. Pair up, follow the trail, find the markers, come back before sunset. Easy.And of course, I was paired with Ethan surprisingly, Not that I was complaining. We stood at the edge of the forest with the others, waiting for instructions. The air smelled different here. Damp leaves, wood, something fresh and wild that didn’t exist back at school. It made everything feel more real somehow.“Stay within the marked paths,” one of the teachers said. “Each pair will follow a different route. There are colored ribbons tied to trees. Do not ignore them and please do not wander off.”I glanced at Ethan.He smirked slightly, like he already knew people were going to ignore that.“Got it?” he asked quietly.I nodded. “I’m not trying to get kidnapped by a tree, so yes.”He chuckled. “Fair.”Our path was marked with blue ribbons. A
Last Updated: 2026-03-30
Chapter: Part thirteen — Daylight Doesn’t Ask QuestionsSomeone is shaking my shoulder.“Ethan. Wake up.”I groan and bury my face deeper into my sleeping bag. For half a second I forget where I am again. Then I hear birds. A lot of them. And the soft murmur of kids already outside.Jules pokes me harder.“If I’m awake, you’re awake.”I sit up slowly, hair a mess, hoodie twisted around my neck. My body feels stiff from sleeping on the ground. I stretch and my back cracks.“This is illegal,” I mumble.Jules grins. “You survived your first night in the wild.”I glance at my phone. 7:02 a.m.I rub my face and step outside the tent.The camp is already moving. Teachers are setting up folding tables. A few kids are brushing their teeth near a portable sink station. Someone is complaining loudly about the cold water.I spot Isabella almost immediately.She’s standing near Roxie, holding a toothbrush, hair tied into a loose ponytail. She looks tired but in a soft way, like she didn’t sleep much but didn’t mind it.She looks up and our eyes meet a
Last Updated: 2026-03-24
Chapter: Part Twelve — After Everyone SleepsI wake up because the night feels different.Not louder. Not quieter. Just… awake.For a second, I don’t know where I am. The tent ceiling hovers inches above my face, dark and unfamiliar. The air smells like smoke and grass and something damp. Then it all comes back—the bus, the tents, the fire.Jules is asleep beside me, turned toward the tent wall, breathing slow and even. He talks in his sleep sometimes, but tonight he’s quiet.I stare up at the canvas, listening.The woods don’t sleep like the city does. There’s no full silence. Something is always moving. Leaves brushing. A branch snapping somewhere far off. Insects humming like tiny machines. It should be scary.It isn’t.I roll onto my side, careful not to wake Jules, and check my phone under the blanket. No signal, obviously. But the time glows back at me anyway.12:17 a.m.I don’t know why I do it, but I open my messages.Isabella’s name is there, sitting calmly like it belongs. Like it’s always belonged.I type slowly.Are
Last Updated: 2026-02-04
Chapter: Part Eleven — Two by TwoThe teachers didn’t waste time.The moment everyone was off the bus and standing around with bags at their feet, trying to act like they weren’t overwhelmed by the trees and the quiet and the fact that there were no buildings anywhere, one of them clapped her hands loud enough to make a few birds scatter.“Okay, listen up,” she said. “We’re setting up camp. You’ll be working in pairs.”Groans. Cheers. Nervous laughter.She kept talking, explaining how everything would work. We were shown how to open the tents, how to slide the poles through without bending them, how to hammer the pegs into the ground at an angle so the wind wouldn’t knock everything over. She demonstrated slowly, like she expected us to mess it up anyway.I tried to pay attention. I really did. But my eyes kept drifting.Isabella stood a few feet away, her backpack on the ground, listening closely, her brow pulled together in that serious way she had when she was concentrating. Roxie was beside her tall, brown hair pu
Last Updated: 2026-01-31
Chapter: Chapter 35*Damien*The moment Scarlett stepped out of the office, Ivy broke down.Her hands trembled as she tried to wipe her face, her voice cracking. “I just I can’t stop seeing it, Damien. Every time I close my eyes… Ana’s face, the blood”Before I could react, she stumbled forward and wrapped her arms around me. For a second, I froze, caught off guard. Her body was shaking, her clothes still damp from the rain. She looked terrified. Completely undone.I sighed quietly and pulled her closer, one hand resting gently on her back. “Hey… it’s okay,” I murmured. “You’re safe now. You hear me?”She nodded against my chest, her breathing uneven. “I didn’t know where else to go,” she whispered. “I’ve been trying to sleep but I keep waking up… I keep hearing her scream.”Her voice broke, and I felt her tears soak through my shirt.I tightened my arm around her, slow and steady, letting her calm down. “It’s over, Ivy. What happened wasn’t your fault.”She pulled back just a little, her eyes glossy and
Last Updated: 2025-10-09
Chapter: Chapter 34IvyI decided to go to Damien’s house. It was raining, the kind of heavy, biting rain that made the air feel like ice against my skin. Still, I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed my bag, threw on my clothes, and pulled a cap low over my head before boarding a cab straight to his apartment.The ride felt endless, fifteen minutes stretching like hours, every second dragging as the rain hammered down on the roof. When we finally pulled into his estate, I paid the driver and stepped out. My shoes sank into puddles, my clothes already plastered to my body by the storm.The garden looked different. Maybe because it had been so long since I was here… or maybe because the air itself carried a weight tonight. Something about it felt wrong.That’s when I saw them.Two men in sharp suits, standing stiff, their posture too precise. They looked like those hot FBI agents you see in movies, the kind that don’t miss a single detail. My stomach dropped. My heart raced so fast I thought it might rip through my
Last Updated: 2025-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 33*Damien*I stood in my office, hands braced on the edge of the desk, staring down at the untouched glass of whiskey in front of me. The amber liquid glowed faintly in the late afternoon light, but I hadn’t taken a sip. Not yet.I hadn’t earned the relief.The weight of Ana’s death still clung to the air—heavy, suffocating. Her blood was no longer on the floor, but it was everywhere else. On my conscience. In my lungs. Beneath my skin.I had failed her.And Ivy.And Scarlett.I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to steady my heartbeat that always spiraled when I thought too long about what if.What if the killer had gone after Scarlett?What if Ivy didn’t make it out?What if this was only the beginning?I hadn’t slept since the night it happened.“Sir?” Malik’s voice came from the hallway, dragging me from my thoughts. “Scarlett’s in the garden. Do you want me to keep eyes on her?”I glanced at the clock. Scarlett had said she wanted some air earlier. She needed space, and after all t
Last Updated: 2025-07-01
Chapter: Chapter 32*Damien*The Next Day“So, this is the easiest way to reach all of us at once,” I said, standing at the center of the main living space in the estate, now turned into a makeshift security hub.“We’ll tour the entire premises after lunch. That way everyone gets familiar with the layout.”After everything that happened… Ana’s death, Ivy’s tears, Scarlett’s fear I wasn’t taking any more risks. I'd doubled the security across the entire property. My wife deserved to feel safe. And I needed to feel like I could protect what mattered most.The truth was, I still felt like a monster.Ivy. That night. The sex. The chaos. The guilt.It clung to me like smoke after a fire, suffocating and unshakable. What I felt for Ivy whatever it was had morphed into a knot of shame and regret. I cared for her once, maybe more than I should have.But yesterday, when I saw Scarlett, heard her voice trembling in fear, saw her protectively cradle her stomach…It hit me.What I had with Ivy wasn’t love.It was lu
Last Updated: 2025-06-19
Chapter: Chapter 31*Ivy*Police swarmed the hotel like ants on sugar blue lights flashing, yellow tape cutting off every corridor. Investigators, medics, cameras. It was chaos. Controlled, methodical chaos.And I stood right in the middle of it, crying.Or at least… pretending to.Tears rolled down my cheeks, my body trembling like a scared little girl. I could’ve won an Oscar."The man attacked both of you?" the officer asked gently, his pen ready."Y-Yes," I mumbled, my voice cracking as I sniffled. I dabbed my eyes with a tissue Damien had handed me earlier. The officer nodded, scribbling into his notepad."He was insane," I added, shaking my head, forcing my lip to tremble like I was still shaken to the core.He glanced at his notes. "You said he was a white male, approximately 30 to 40 years old. Dressed in all black. Wielded only a knife?"I nodded quickly. "Yes. I was so scared. Ana… she tried to protect me. And he...."I broke down again, letting out a sob for good measure. “She didn’t deserve t
Last Updated: 2025-06-16
Chapter: Chapter 30Present Moment*Damien*The way Ivy’s voice quivered with fear hit me harder than any threat ever could. It reminded me of a truth I’d long buried beneath power and success—being a billionaire CEO of a massive company doesn’t just make me a target. It paints a red mark on the backs of everyone I care about.And now… this.The guilt twisted deep in my chest, sick and sharp. I should’ve been more careful. I should’ve done more. This never would’ve happened if I had better security, tighter control, fewer blind spots.This tragedy—Ana’s blood, Ivy’s trembling hands—it was on me.“Who was he? What’s his name?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.“I… I don’t know,” she choked out, tears cracking her voice like glass.Her pain gutted me. And worse? I knew she was trying to be strong—for me. For all of us. But it was me who failed her.I pulled her into my arms, holding her like I could somehow squeeze the fear out of her body and into mine. “It’s okay… You’re safe now,” I whispered int
Last Updated: 2025-06-12
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