Bbw Wet Novels & Stories

“So it’s not just one of us. She gets soaked for all three of us. A deep voice, a light touch on her waist, a compliment about her curves — and she’s instantly wet. That soft, chubby body of hers is so sensitive. Her pussy gets slick the moment we get close.” Theo nodded eagerly. “She’s perfect for this. Remember the bet? Whoever makes her moan the loudest wins free beer for a month. But honestly… I don’t even care about the beer anymore. I just want to see how wet we can make her. How loud she gets when all three of us touch her at the same time.”

"You're so fucking wet." I could only whimper in response as he began to rub my clit in slow, deliberate circles. His fingers worked magic on my most sensitive spots, coaxing me higher and higher until I was teetering on the edge of oblivion. "You like that, baby?" Archer purred, his breath hot against my ear. "You like the way I touch your pretty little pussy?" "God, yes," I gasped, my hips undulating in time with his fingers. "Don't stop, please don't stop."

He licks his lips when he sees my aching core glistening for him "God look how wet you are Bella. Is this how wet you get for me, pretty girl? Your pussy loves me this much that a few frictions have you soaking through your little panties and shorts" he groans tossing my shorts and panties to the floor. His hands rub onto the inner parts of my thighs teasing me

“So wet for your rival.” Cassandra gasped as two fingers pushed inside her. “Ahhh… yes… fuck me with your fingers. I need it.” Becky fucked her fast against the wall. The wet squelching sounds were loud. Cassandra’s big breasts bounced inside her dress. “Mmmmmm… harder,” Cassandra moaned. “Make my pussy cream on your hand.” Becky added a third finger and rubbed Cassandra’s clit with her thumb. “You’re such a nasty girl. Coming to a business meeting with no panties, pussy soaked for me.”

I know my panties must be wet, it has happened to me countless times, sometimes i even thought of how his huge dick will feel in my throat. I know am not supposed to have this feeling but i just can't help myself from admiring his figure. "he's just so perfect", i thought..i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping .

I was soaking through my panties, the short skirt doing nothing to hide how my thighs trembled. He finally pulled out, breathing hard, and wiped his cock on my cheek before tucking it away. “Now let’s try the seesaw machine.” He led me to the assisted dip/seesaw station — a machine with handles and a seat that moved up and down. I straddled the seat, but instead of proper form, I immediately started grinding my soaked pussy against the padded surface, desperate for friction. “Please, Daddy…” I whimpered under my breath, rocking my hips shamelessly. “I need to cum so bad. My pussy is too wet.”

She replies Do you mind if I chuck my wet clothes down here? She asks, pointing to the footwell at her feet. "Sure" I reply, looking on excitedly despite the chill in my bones while Brittany peels off her soaked tops. "Damn, I'm soaked through."She musttered, Back down to her blouse, Brittany is indeed soaked through, her blouse now all but see-through, the dark fabric of her bra outlining her massive breasts, the wet blouse clinging to her every bump and curve, my cock twitching as I catch myself staring a litte too long and a little too hard, Brittany noticing but saying a word

"You like this, don't you? Your pussy's getting wet for your boss. Imagine my cock inside you, stretching that virgin hole." My face pressed against the desk, tears pricking my eyes from the pain, but my core throbbed. I was soaked, my thighs slick. After ten spanks, my ass glowed red, pulsing. He rubbed the sore spots, soothing, then his fingers dipped lower, tracing my slit. "So wet," he growled, one finger sliding along my folds, teasing my clit. I moaned soft, pushing back into his hand.

crack “You weren’t what? Enjoying yourself in my wife’s gown? Stealing from her closet? Making yourself wet in my bed?” Tears pricked my eyes. But my body betrayed me, pressing back into his hand, begging silently for more. “Filthy little maid,” he rasped. His fingers slipped between my thighs now, finding the slick proof of my guilt. He groaned, low and guttural. “God, you’re soaked.” I whimpered, shamed by the sound of his fingers gliding through me, wetter with every stroke.

“I’m wet too.” “Take your panties off,” Sharon said, gazing at her damp panties with desire. Beth slid her own panties off and the two women were finally bare together, naked pussies exposed. “Ooh...your pussy is so pretty when it’s all wet like that.” Sharon’s eyes narrowed and she threw the sheets off her naked lower half. The sensation in Beth’s pussy went into overdrive as she watched her sexy friend masturbate. Her fingers slid into the wet slit and came out dripping with juices and her moans and squeals were so incredibly sexy.