Dry Humping Stories Novels & Stories

Let's say back home; I didn't get to date much. So yes, this is strange but a good kind of weird. I decide to be bold and get up enough confidence to say, "Morning, handsome!" We lock eyes, and his lips are instantly in link with mine. I Straddle his stomach, As he deepens the kiss. His cock is rising to the occasion. Nothing is quite as good as morning sex. Axon plants his hands directly on my behind, urging me to glide into him. My panties are rubbing my clit raw, causing my lacey black panties to dampen. Who would have thought dry humping could feel so good?

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to break you like this.” He rocked against my face for what felt like forever, using me like a toy. My jaw ached. My knees hurt. My pussy was dripping down my thighs, empty and desperate. But he never pulled his cock out. Never let me taste him properly. Just this humiliating, intense dry-humping of my face while he whispered filth. “You’re going to sleep in my room tonight. Under my bed. Like the little pet you are.” I whimpered against his bulge. “Quiet. Unless you want them to hear what a cock-hungry whore their daughter is.”

He slowly begins to move, and his member which feels long and thick rubs against my now-wet pantie. " Is this what you'd imagined I was doing to you...or..." he pauses. His movement starts to become more powerful and faster, as he presses his dick harder against me. My senses were completely lost, as all I could focus on was him and what he is doing or saying. The momentum of our dry humping began moving my entire bed, which just made it so much hotter. "...or were you imaging me fucking your tight wet pussy?" he growled in my ear as if trying to suppress his wolf from doing what he had said.

He's living out his wet dream and I thought I'm going to die from embarrassment Suddenly I changed my mind and decided to dry hump him back, since this would all be a dream for him. I put my hands in his hair, while kissing his vodka-soaked lips. How sweet and thick his lips were. I got my core right-up to his dick. While we bucked each other until he fell asleep and somehow, we were both able to orgasm at the same time. I didn't mean to, but I fell asleep with him as well.

Like we were the only two people in the world. Across the room, Dean was sitting forward now, fists clenched around his drink, the glass threatening to crack. Chloe’s jaw had gone slack, eyes narrowing in utter disbelief. I felt Roman’s hips begin to move—slow thrusts that rocked me gently against him. Our bodies moved in sync. His hips rocked up. My hips rocked down. Dry humping? It should have been that. A filthy, perfect rhythm that made me dizzy. The friction sent fire racing through my belly.

If only dry humping felt this good, I couldn't imagine what it would feel like when I finally…. No Christian. Don't go there. Just thinking about it gave me a hard on all over again, when I had just cummed in my pants not minutes ago. Yes, Mia freaking made me cum in my pants with only grinding, like a freaking teenager who newly discovered puberty. But I wasn't ashamed of it. Not even for a second since it was by my mate. And I would happily do it all over again.

He drawled, his gaze dropping to my lip. My eyes flutter close, thinking he was about to kiss me. I want it…fuck I need it. Instead of my mouth, I felt his teeth nibbling at my ear, making my movement jerky and intense. The felt choked with desire, moaning into his neck as I hump harder on the pillow. “Does it feel good? Does dry humping that pillow make you wish you had something else slamming into your needy pussy?” “Fuck yes!” I cried out, my body quivering from the force of my orgasm. I collapsed forward onto his body, I glimpse his smile just before he wrapped his arms around me until I rode out of the storm…

My heart started beating fast and my Wolf stirred. This is wrong but I want to. I leaned in and brushed my lips against his. His hand reached for the back of my head as he kissed me hard and sloppy. I felt his hand slip under my shirt and cupped my side before he squeezed my butt. I let out a gasp and he pushed his tongue into my mouth. His tongue slid against mine and circled inside my mouth, Our groins grind against each other. I didn't realize we were dry humping until he pushed me into him to feel me, he tilted his head and started kissing my neck.

“That’s what you do to me. I’ve been hard since I saw you fingering yourself. I can’t stop thinking about it.” Like that, the way I was hung over the couch, he dry-humped me, grinding the rough bulge of his pants between my ass cheeks. It was getting wetter and wetter from my juices. Every roll of his hips had my legs widening by an inch and pressing his cock right against my pulsing hole. Every second with him had me climbing a new high. It was a new discovery and something I wanted to explore until there was nothing more to be explored. “Tell me how bad you want it,” he demanded.

I knew our little boyfriend had this side of him that is just yet to be explored, and my twin and I will have fun bringing out that side of him. After almost two hours and the sixth time Adam came and I did thrice, I knew we had to stop before I got too carried away, not to mention, we're still in the company. He laid limp on the ground after I dry humped him against the glass walls that I would soon be fūcking him into.