Novel & Cerita Bedwetting Stories

“On your back. We’re going to use you.” Jake grinned, lying down in the center of the bed, his muscular body stretched out, cock pointing straight up like a thick pole. Veins pulsed along the shaft, the head swollen and leaking. “Come and take what you need, my dirty little stepsister and stepmom.” Sarah helped position me first. She guided me over Jake so I straddled him reverse cowgirl, my back to his face, my dripping pussy hovering just above his cock. “Lower yourself slowly, baby. Let me watch that tight pussy stretch around your stepbrother’s big dick.”

“Same underwear. Not wet,” she said, then went on to pull it off totally. "I don't bedwet anymore!" I defended. Then I heard the door crack open, but she didn’t notice. “Did he touch you down here?” I shook my head. “He didn’t put a finger here? Are you sure? Did he put a finger in the poo poo hole ” "Eww!" I said. "Answer!" She snapped. I shook my head. She was looking in between my thighs. “Good morning,”

Clover’s POV Ever since I hit my puberty I have always dreamt of having sex with my sister even though she was nine years older than me . 10 years Ago: One summer afternoon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky. I was supposed to be at my swimming club at this time and mom was out shopping and dad at work . I forgot my swimming glasses and swimsuit at home. So I had to go back home to get them. *** When I arrived at home I heard some weird noises coming from my sister's room and went to check it. The door was slightly ajar and what I saw shook me to the core.

Then he spoke again. "Today we go out for lunch. Just the two of us. I want to see how wet you get sitting across from me knowing my cum is still inside you." My face burned. "What if someone sees us? People know we are stepsiblings." "That is what makes it exciting," he replied with a smile. "Now go shower. But do not wash between your legs too much. I want you to smell like me all day." In the shower I let the hot water run over my body. My pussy felt tender and swollen. When I touched it I found it still leaking his cum. I should have cleaned it all but I only wiped a little. The thought of carrying his seed around made me ache with fresh need.

Upon waking up, Timothy noticed an unfamiliar scent in the air and discovered a damp spot on the bed sheet. The thought made Timothy feel an urge to wash his hands repeatedly. Ginger pouted, insisting, "It wasn't me! It was that jerk who wet the bed and is trying to blame me." Beside them, Caleb couldn't help but chuckle. "Ginger, only children wet the bed, not adults. Among us, you're the only child, so there's no need to argue."

Bed-wetting had never been a problem in her family, so she figured he must have gotten it from Dominic's side since the doctors believe it may be hereditary. Celeste giggled as she imagined Dominic wetting the bed as a child. She burst out full-on laughing like a maniac when she pictured a grown-ass Dominic wetting the bed. “Mum, why are you laughing like a loony?” DJ pulled on the hem of his mother's shirt. Celeste instantly got serious. “What have I told you about using those words?” She scolded him.

he says. I want to tell him I’d rather take the whipping instead of the tongue lashing. Her words hurt more than a slap on the arm. “Okay, tell me, why do you wet the bed?” I ask. He becomes shy and doesn’t want to answer. It’s okay, I won’t tell Mom,” I coax him. “I’m scared of BoogeyMan. He lays under my bed while I sleep. If I get up to go to pee, he’ll pull me under the bed,” he shivers. “And then he’ll eat me.”

Tonight, I’m your sister and you don’t fuck your sister’. She said she wasn’t but she sure sounded drunk. ‘Would you fuck your sister Zayn?’ would you do Lauren?’She swiftly rose from her lying position so she was sitting again. ‘If mom says she was adopted, maybe’. I said to tease her. ‘You’re a dog’. She said and settled back on the bed. I watched her stare at the ceiling for a couple minutes. ‘You don’t drool or bed wet right? I eat gummy bears off this bed’. She chuckled lightly.

Please, I beg you, I will legit stop swearing for an entire day. And for a person that swears like a sailor, that is saying something. He starts coughing and kills another water bottle and starts sweating like crazy. " Yo, dude, what's happening?", I throw a rag at him and quickly finish the rest of my jaffle. "Nothing, that irrational thing just took me off guard", He chuckled brushing it off. I give him a stinky eye. "Excuse me, mister, but to your knowledge let me tell you that werewolves do exist, and vampires and lots of other creatures as well! Where do you think all the stories, novels, rumors, and movies have originated from?"

Zachary said, “She’ll scold me if she doesn’t scold you. I think I’ll let you get scolded. “If I make Serenity angry, I’ll have to sleep in the study. On the other hand, you don’t have to worry about being chased out of the room to sleep.” Sonny said, “You can sleep with me.” “You’ll wet the bed.” Sonny got agitated. “I don’t wet the bed. I stopped doing it a long time ago.” Suddenly, he recalled the few times he wet the bed because he drank too much water before going to bed and did not use the bathroom. His anger dissipated, mostly. Sonny whispered, “I only wet the bed once in a while. Don’t all children do that? Can you guarantee that you’ve never wet the bed when you were young?”