Dripping Wet Novels & Stories

Chapter 45 – Drip Drip. Drip. Drip. The sound of water hitting stone echoed through my ears, and I struggled to lift my heavy eyelids. It felt as though someone had placed hundred-pound padlocks on them, locking them closed. Drip. Drip. Drip. Moisture misted my face, and I could feel the soft droplets as they travelled down my forehead. My mind was fuzzy, swirls of colors dancing through my head as I attempted to organize them into neat piles that made some semblance of sense.

Love dissolved into a crystalline liquid that spurted out to wet the carpet in her moving moans, hanging from the hairy tip like a tiny dewdrop. "Sir... I want to... I want to go to the toilet..."

I whispered, triumph in my tone as I felt more of his wetness beneath my thumb. He was leaking for me. Dripping for me. So turned on that his cock was weeping, desperate for relief. The fabric grew damp beneath my fingers, clinging to the shape of him. Fuck, that’s hot. I rubbed the wet spot with my thumb, spreading his precum through the fabric, making the material cling to the shape of him. I could see it now—the outline of his cock straining against his sleep pants, the dark spot where he was leaking, the way the fabric tented obscenely.

I hurry through the heavy downpour, slipping and sliding through the sloppy mud. As I draw closer to the quaint town, glowing lights of amber and gold flicker through the thick blanket of water and wind that obscure my vision. The sudden crack and flash of lightening startle me as I lose my balance once again and fall flat on my back, soaking into the wet mud. I get up as quickly as I can without repeatedly slipping and falling. Back upon my feet I try to hurry as fast as I can. My entire body is shivering uncontrollably from the wetness and cold that clings to my drenched body.

He kept pumping, kept spilling, kept emptying himself into my stretched, dripping hole until there was nothing left. I collapsed against the wet earth, my chest heaving as the cold rain beat down on my bare, mud-stained skin. My cunt was full … dripping, overflowing, stuffed with his seed. I felt his cum seep out around my stretched rim, hot and thick, running down my taint, pooling in the mud beneath my ass, mixing with the rain and the slick and the blood.

Jennifer thought, but - she got soaking wet immediately. The stranger was rubbing his fingers at her dripping wet pussy, spreading the juices from her pussy over her tight little ass. He was spitting on it, spreading this wetness and driving her completely wild this way. At her ass she felt the top of his hard cock, finding his way into her tight little ass hole!

How can a phrase so corny get to my tingling balls so much? “You are damn sopping wet, baby. Are you ready because it’s going to be a fucking wild ride?”

my baby likes it wet and sloppy, won’t be good enough without it Ian: it’s wet Dre so wet so hot need more need you Dre: god i just bet its dripping all over the place making a damn mess i know it’s hard to keep going for long but you’re doing so well, baby keep going i wanna see you come all over yourself for me Ian: dre..dre r u Dre: What do you think? Ian: wanna feel u so bad want you to say it say u r too Dre: i’ve got not choice but to jack myself nothing i want more than to feel your body against mine instead of my hand Ian: need u so much my hands not strong enough Dre: i know, my love you need my fingers wrapped around you tight and wet, stroking that cock while i tell you how gorgeo

The heavy door slammed shut, the click of the lock sounding like a final judgment. Then, the sky broke. Rain began to fall, heavy and sudden, soaking into my clothes and drenching my bags within seconds. I stood there, shivering as the water blurred my vision, fighting with everything in me not to let a single tear fall. It was deep into the night, the estate quiet except for the rhythmic drumming of the downpour.

Finally as I started to feel my pussy juice literally leaking everywhere, so much so that my entire underware and pussy felt like it had been splashed with liquid and I was still dripping I felt so hopless yet so turned on and I couldn’t do anything to get the release I started to cry. Im not a very emotional person, but it seemed like an eternity and my pussy was literally dripping and throbbing, and my titis were so sensitive that every touch made my pussy more and more sensitive, and her hands groping and molesting my body had driven me so mad with desire I just broke down.