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Book 129: Car Ride Silence**
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2026-10-01 19:11:58
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WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Book 159: Under cock training
: Bella’s POV The red swimsuit was worse than the black one. It was smaller, thinner, the kind of competitive cut that left almost nothing to the imagination once it got wet. Cole had laid it out on the bench before I arrived, along with a small black case. “Put it on,” he said. “Then bend over the starting block.” I changed in the empty locker room, heart already racing. When I came back out the pool lights were even lower than last night—just enough blue glow to see the water and the hard lines of his body. He was already in the shallow end, waiting. I bent over the block like he told me. Cool fingers hooked the crotch of the red suit aside. Something smooth and cool pressed against my entrance—smaller than his cock, but thick enough to make me suck in a breath. He worked it inside me with slow, steady pressure until the base seated flush against my lips. A soft click sounded. The toy woke up on the lowest setting, a deep, rolling vibration that made my knees weaken.
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Book 158: My swim coach is daddy
Bella’s POV The indoor pool was empty. The usual daytime noise—laughing kids, whistle blasts, the slap of wet feet on tile—was gone. Only the soft lap of water against the edges and the low hum of the filtration system remained. The overhead lights had been dimmed to a soft blue, casting long ripples across the ceiling. My stepdad, Cole, stood at the shallow end in black swim trunks, arms crossed, watching me like he already knew how this lesson would end. He had married my mother two years ago. Quiet. Strict. The kind of man who never raised his voice because he never needed to. When the regular swim coach quit mid-season, Cole stepped in without asking anyone’s permission. Private lessons, he said. Just until I could pass the float test the school required. I still couldn’t float. Or at least, that was what I kept telling him. “In the water, Bella.” I stripped down to the plain black one-piece he’d chosen for these sessions. The fabric was thin when wet. It clung. I stepped
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Book 157: Stepcousin is my video director
** Lisa’s POV The next day the studio lights were different. Not the warm stage lights from the concert. Not the harsh mirrors of the dance floor. These were soft, golden, cinematic—set up in the private soundstage my stepfather owned for exclusive video shoots. No crew. No extras. Just the three of them and me. My step-cousin Julian stood behind the camera, black shirt sleeves rolled up, headset around his neck even though no one else was listening. He was only a few years older than me, sharp-jawed, always calm, the one who directed every music video for the group. Today the set was closed. Teammates were still at home. “Lingerie only,” Julian said, voice low. “The concept is pure sex. Camera needs to feel it.” I stepped out of the robe. The set he’d chosen for me was barely there—sheer black lace bra that didn’t hide my nipples, matching thong that disappeared between my cheeks, garter straps, and nothing else. My skin still carried faint marks from yesterday’s contort
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Book156: Step uncle is my dance instructor
** Lisa’s POV The studio was quiet in a way it never was during normal rehearsals. No music thumping through the walls. No laughter from the other girls. Just the soft hum of the air conditioning and the faint scent of the polished floor. My teammates had all gone home early. Family dinners. Boyfriends. Normal lives. I was still here. Because my step-uncle Marcus—dance director of Dad’s entire studio complex—had decided I needed “private technique work.” And because my stepfather was already waiting in the observation chair by the mirrors, phone in one hand, that same calm, assessing look he always wore when he was about to push me past every limit I thought I had. Marcus locked the door. “Shoes off. Stretch.” I stripped down to the tiny black leotard and nothing else, the way he preferred for private sessions. The fabric was already damp between my legs. My body remembered last night’s stage orgasm too well. Marcus circled me slowly, barefoot, black sweatpants hangin
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Book 155: Mr Producer
Lisa’s POV “Go Lisa! Go Lisa! Go Lisa!” The lights hit me like a physical force. White-hot, blinding, perfect. The crowd roared the second the first beat dropped, a wall of sound that made the stage vibrate under my boots. I gripped the mic stand tighter, smiling for the cameras even as my legs shook. The short, backless stage dress clung to my damp skin. Underneath it, nothing but the thick, ridged length of the remote-controlled dildo my stepfather had pushed into me an hour before the show. Nine thick inches of glossy black silicone, vibrating on a low, teasing pulse that never quite stopped. My group members flanked me, hitting their harmonies perfectly, completely clueless. They thought the flush on my cheeks was adrenaline. They thought the way my hips kept twitching was just the choreography. They had no idea our producer—my stepdad—was backstage with his thumb on the app, deciding exactly how hard I was going to fall apart in front of fifteen thousand people.
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) book 154: **Permanent Claim**
Harper’s POVThe new apartment smelled like fresh paint and possibility.Julian had handed me the keys that afternoon without ceremony. One small silver set on a plain ring. No speech. No warning. Just the quiet weight of them in my palm and the look in his eyes that said the old life—the shared house, the careful timing, the constant risk of Mom walking in—was over.I stood in the empty living room as the sun went down, listening to the distant traffic and the unfamiliar quiet of walls that belonged only to us. No one else had a key. No one else would be coming home. The realization settled low in my stomach, heavy and electric at the same time.He came up behind me as the last of the light left the windows.“You’re quiet,” he said.“It’s real.” My voice came out softer than I expected. “We’re really doing this.”“We already did.” His hands settled on my hips. “Everything before tonight was temporary. This is permanent.”He turned me around and kissed me slow and deep, the kind of ki
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) I’m a Bad Student, I Got a Vibrator…
The dining table was filled with the smell of fried rice and peppered chicken, but Lila barely tasted anything. She sat squirming in her chair, thighs pressed tightly together under her short sundress. The thick vibrating egg was buried deep inside her pussy, set on a low, teasing rumble that ke
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Give Me an A1, Professor Daddy…
Kane’s three thick fingers were buried knuckle-deep inside Lila’s spasming pussy, stretching her mercilessly. Her juices ran down his wrist as he pumped them in and out with angry, possessive strokes. The wet, filthy sounds filled the quiet office. Lila’s legs shook violently, her pleated skirt bun
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Sloppy and All Wet
Alexia’s POV The car hummed along the highway, leaving the worst of the potholed backroads behind us. My heart was still pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. Damien’s cock was still buried deep inside me, thick and pulsing, his cum slowly leaking out around where we were joined. I co
WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) Book one; On My Stepbrother’s Lap
A Bumpy Ride Alexia’s POV “Fuuuuck… Ahhh!” The words tore out of my throat before I could stop them. The vibrator buzzed wildly inside me, pressed right against that sweet spot that made my toes curl and my vision blur. Hot water from the shower cascaded down my body, mixing with the slick m
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