All Chapters of Dripping Forbidden: 100 Ways to Make Yourself Wet: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 2: Round Two Under the Lights I walked back into the crowded ballroom with Ryan’s hand on my lower back. Every step made me feel his warm cum shifting inside my pussy. It was so full and slippery. A little bit leaked out and ran down my inner thigh but the tight dress hid it. My face still felt hot and my legs were a little shaky. No one around us knew that my husband had just fucked me hard in the coat room and filled me with his load. Ryan leaned close and whispered in my ear again. “You are doing so good baby. Walking around with my cum dripping from your married cunt. Does it make you wet?” I nodded slightly and smiled at a woman who waved at us. Inside I was burning. My nipples were still hard and sensitive against my dress. Ryan guided me toward the dance floor where the lights were lower and the music louder. Several couples were already dancing. He pulled me against him and we started to move slowly. His body felt warm and strong. One hand rested on my waist while

Chapter 1: The Night She Asked Me to Stay I never planned to betray my best friend. Not consciously, at least. Mia and I had been inseparable since college — she was the wild one, I was the “responsible” one who got married first. Her husband, Daniel, was the quiet, intensely masculine type: tall, deep voice, broad shoulders, and the kind of calm dominance that always made my stomach flutter when he was around. I told myself it was nothing. Just harmless attraction. Until tonight. Mia had been drinking heavily at their anniversary party. She got sloppy, emotional, and finally passed out upstairs in their bedroom around midnight. Most of the guests had already left. I offered to stay behind and help clean up, but we both knew I was really staying to make sure she was okay. Daniel and I were alone in their dimly lit living room. He was on the couch in a black button-up with the sleeves rolled up, showing those strong forearms. I was wearing a tight emerald green dress that hugged

Chapter 3: In Their Bed Daniel stared down at me like I had lost my mind. “The bedroom?” he whispered harshly, his cock still half-hard and glistening with our combined juices. “Are you fucking insane? That’s our bed. Mia’s bed.” I stood up slowly, feeling his thick cum leaking down my inner thighs. I stepped close, pressed my naked body against him, and wrapped my fingers around his slick cock, stroking it lazily. “Exactly,” I purred against his lips. “I want you to fuck me in the same bed where you fuck her. I want to cum where she sleeps.” He groaned, torn between horror and fresh arousal. His cock twitched and started hardening again in my hand. “You’re going to destroy us,” he muttered, but he didn’t stop me when I took his hand and led him upstairs. The house was quiet except for the soft sound of Mia’s drunk snoring coming from the guest room. She had passed out there instead of their bedroom. That made this even filthier. We slipped into the master bedroom. The sheets

Chapter 1: The Shower Incident I knew it was wrong. I knew it was disgusting. But that didn’t stop me from getting soaking wet every time my stepfather, Victor, looked at me a second too long. My mother had been married to him for four years. He was forty-eight, ex-military, built like a tank, with salt-and-pepper hair, a deep voice, and the kind of quiet authority that made my thighs squeeze together whenever he was in the same room. My mother was away for two weeks visiting her sister in Europe, leaving just the two of us in this big, quiet house. Tonight, the tension finally snapped. I had just finished working out in the home gym. I was sweaty, flushed, wearing only a tiny sports bra and tight workout shorts that rode up my ass. Victor was in the kitchen drinking water when I walked in. His eyes darkened the moment he saw me. “You’re up late,” he said, voice low. “Couldn’t sleep,” I replied, bending over slowly to grab a bottle of water from the fridge, making sure he got a

Chapter 3: Deeper Into Sin Victor turned off the shower with a sharp twist of the knob. The sudden silence made the sound of our heavy breathing even louder. His cum was still leaking down my thighs, mixing with the water droplets on my skin. He stared at me for a long moment, his massive chest rising and falling, jaw tight with conflict. “This ends now,” he said roughly, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist. “Get dressed and go to your room, Sophia.” I stepped out of the shower dripping wet, completely naked, and pressed myself against his back before he could escape. My hard nipples dragged across his skin as I slid my arms around his waist. “You don’t really want that, Daddy,” I whispered, reaching down to stroke his still semi-hard, cum-slick cock. “Your cock is already getting hard again. You want to fuck me more, don’t you?” He groaned and spun around, grabbing my throat with one big hand. Not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to show control. “You’re goin