Dripping Wet Novels & Stories

or so they tell you. So, I am one of those girls blokes love to be with, all through high school I was the centre of attention. Rouges would shove animal nitrates up my nose and I was good to go. So to stop us from getting pregnant or getting addicted, our parents give is Ladies a drug that make it impossible to not be horny most of the time. It starts the moment you shift. When you get a job that is when they give you your first dose. But I don't think they know the drug itself makes you wet and I mean dripping, thus the no underwear, it wears of every twenty four hours and you are on it seven days a week.

His hand slid between my legs and I felt his fingers slide through my wetness. "Fuck, you're dripping. Soaking my jeans." He circled my clit with his thumb while pushing two fingers inside me. "This is what you've been hiding in those bathrooms? This desperate, needy pussy?" "Yes," I gasped. "Such a slut. Getting yourself all worked up, edging yourself, walking around campus dripping wet." He curled his fingers and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out. "You like this, don't you? Sitting in my lap with my fingers in your cunt, knowing anyone could walk by and see us through the window."

“You’re so wet already just from thinking about him.” She dipped two fingers lower, sliding them through my dripping folds before pushing them slowly inside me. I gasped as she curled them upward, stroking that sensitive spot deep inside while her thumb kept rubbing firm circles on my clit. The wet, squelching sounds of her fingers pumping in and out filled the room as she worked me open, adding a third finger when my hips started bucking desperately against her hand.

I was so wet that my juices were dripping down onto the towel beneath me. You're dripping baby I wish my tongue was on that little button "Nghh... yes... talk dirty to me," I moaned. "Tell me what you'd do to me." I'd pin you down and lick your pussy until you scream I'd slide my cock inside you and fuck you until you can't walk I want to fill you up and watch my cum drip out of you The words fueled my arousal, my fingers started moving faster, the vibrator buzzing relentlessly against my clit. I was close, the pressure building, my thighs trembling.

I am the drip. Every time I drop on Jake another pulse of wet leaves me and coats him, and when I lift even an inch it makes that filthy sound of a cock pulling out of a soaked cunt, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek until it hurts so I do not say his name out loud. Jake keeps me spread with his fingers and pinches my nipple in time with my drops, tugging the peak until it aches, watching himself sink in, watching my cunt grab the base when I sit.

Suddenly, the weather changed dramatically and the droplet fell to the ground. The black clouds covered the whole region as the diluted purple-ish water fell to the ground. Sizzle~ Each time the droplet fell on something, it sizzled like boiling water with the stench of thick blood accompanying it. The Unknown… All of them were thinking the same thing.

I lay there trembling, cum dripping down my thighs and face, knowing I was completely trapped. And the worst part? A dark, sick part of me was already getting wet at the thought.

I almost can’t stand it. “Be patient, princess,” Thirst Trap whispers against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. My muscles start to flutter like it does when my orgasm is approaching. He suddenly stops rubbing me, and I almost cry at the loss of friction. God, I’m going to kill this guy in a minute. How dare he! The buildup fades before I can catch it, but my wetness pools more than ever. I could really use a cock in me right now.

ARIA POV “David!” Rain poured heavily over my body as I stumbled toward him through the mud. My knees hit the wet ground hard beside him. “David… wake up.” No response. Fear wrapped tightly around my chest. Blood mixed with rainwater beneath him while his dark shirt clung tightly to his muscular body. Even unconscious, he still looked dangerously handsome, his wet hair falling across his forehead while his lips parted slightly from uneven breathing. My hands trembled as I touched his face gently.

Drip, drip, drip… My body won't stop trembling as a cold breeze bathes me. My stomach growls loudly, reminding me I haven't eaten, and my mouth is dryer than a parched desert. Drip, drip, drip… Gods! The sound of water leaking somewhere in the basin is driving me bonkers. Drip, drip, drip… “Please, can someone make it stop?” I whimper softly. “It's driving me crazy.” Exhaustion slowly overrides my body.