18 And Wet Novels & Stories

He played football, went to parties, laughed easily and often. But every night, he came home to Iris; he climbed into the same bed they'd shared since childhood. Every night, he felt her warmth beside him, heard her soft breathing, smelled the faint lavender of her shampoo. For eighteen years, everything had seemed normal. Until Iris turned eighteen. While the other girls had gone through puberty years earlier, Iris had always been a late bloomer. Her body developed more slowly, and only recently had she begun noticing changes she never expected at her age.

“Just go have a good time with your cousin.” Tate and Chuck made casual small-talk as they walked down to the peaceful riverbank, then cast out their fishing lines into the sparkling water. “So… you finally turned 18, huh?” Chuck asked with a sly grin. “Yeah, about a month ago.” “You must be psyched to be getting all that mommy-meat this year,” Chuck said knowingly. Tate gave him a confused look. “Mommy-meat?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah, a whole tent full of mommy meat. It’s a special tradition that happens when a male family member turns 18.”

If either of us made any sort of sound now we were both utterly screwed. The wetness of her saliva and gentle swirl of her velvety tongue around my throbbing head, combined with her firm grasp of my shaft in her right hand, was sending me wild. I could feel pre-cum starting to leak out the top of my pee hole, but it became instantly mixed into a wonderful 'cock'-tail inside Lily's mouth, as she combined it with her sticky-sweet saliva. Being so talented at giving head at the tender age of just 18 was so wrong, but I have to admit it was blowing my mind!

After drinking two glasses of water, he asks, “How does it feel to be eighteen?” I smile at him, surprising him. “Not only did I turn eighteen, but I also found the one I’ll be staying with for the rest of my life.” “That’s great!!” He says, and we got into business talks. [Back at the Crimson Moon Pack House] Alpha Dick Waters’ face paled after his conversation with his son. His eyes focused on his family in front of him and he sighed deeply.

One never returns back till eternity. I'm really scared of this ritual and I always pray for it to pass me by, but luck wasn't really on my side because I just turned 18 last week, I wished the ritual passed me by but no, the red moon is just a week away and I turned 18 last week, how unfortunate to be celebrated in a year

I hate being in a rush We have six bathrooms , two on each floor but I swear it’s not enough I’m Mena’ by the way I just turned 18 today so it’s my birthday and I got my wolf a month ago right around the time my dreams stopped .Alpha and Beta pups get their wolves before their 18th birthday they can manifest as early as 15 but omegas have to wait until 18 and mated so Yay Me I couldn’t wait to get my wolf her name is Seaia. I love having my wolf she is magnificent all my senses are heightened now I can run faster and I have more energy than ever before I’m much stronger than I was before as well .Did I mention that she is also beautiful Light grey with a white under belly and a white streak

I understand the excitement when you first find them and wanting to spend every moment with them. But an 18th birthday is a huge thing for a werewolf. We have two important birthdays, 16. When we first get our wolf, and are able to shift for the first time. And 18, it signals us officially an adult and we're finally able to identify our mate. "Hey little shit! Your hair is messed up!" I hear Samantha say as she walks up to us. "What?" I said as I quickly reached up to make sure my hair was okay. I heard her annoying cackle and I turned my head and glared at her.

“Shh… don’t cry. You don’t have to cry anymore.” Kaliya took a deep, trembling breath. “On my 18th birthday… Kate locked me in my room. She locked me up and said I shouldn’t come out.” Levi’s arms tensed around her. “She didn’t want you to shift.” Kaliyah looked up at him. Levi nodded, “Werewolves shift when they turn 18. That’s also when they’re most likely to sense their mates. She didn’t want you to come in contact with the moon… That’s why you haven’t even had your first shift yet.”

Chloe whimpered into Brody’s mouth, her lower half completely paralyzed by the intense, burning heat filling her up inside. Mason pulled out with a heavy gasp, leaving her rear raw, leaking, and completely ruined. He stepped back, wiping his brow, while Chloe collapsed flat onto her stomach, her cheek pressed against the cold vinyl, her mouth still slick with Brody's spit. But Brody wasn't done. He stood over her head, his length dripping and twitching just inches from her face. "We still have ten minutes before the bus leaves, princess," Jace whispered, stepping back up to the table, his own length hard again and glistening with her fluids.

The man I'd had an embarrassing crush on since I was nineteen and home from college for Christmas break. The man who was twenty years older than me, off-limits in every possible way, and currently making me so wet I was worried it would soak through my skirt onto the leather chair. You're pathetic, Natalie. Sitting here getting wet over Dad's business partner like some desperate slut. But I was desperate. Had been for months. Ever since I'd joined the company after business school and started working closely with him. Ever since I'd realized that the teenage crush I'd had wasn't gone—it had just been waiting, growing, turning into something darker and more consuming.