Girlfriend Wets The Bed Novels & Stories

“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,”

I looked him in the eye, and we kissed tenderly as he left me. He pulled the condom off, tying it in a knot before it could make a mess. "You know," he said with a smile, "normally I wouldn't make you sleep in the wet spot, but I'm afraid we got the entire bed wet." I laughed. "So you're saying that this isn't just your bed?" Robbie shrugged. "Well, I don't want to be 'presumptuous.' I don't know where else you'd sleep. Might as well just pretend it's a sleepover."

I quickly turned to it and found it closed. "Shut up and fuck me..." I laughed but obliged. I gave her the orgasm that she wanted... and kissed her before we actually bathed around 9pm and decided to sleep. I was drunk a bit and still tired. Before I knew it I was fast asleep. As I was sleeping I felt the bed move a bit and thought maybe that was my girlfriend going to pee or something. I was even fucken lazy to open my eyes. But when I moved my hand I felt a body next to me and when I touched it it moved away.

Friday night house warming solo but Harlan texted coming wife kids asleep snuck in back door fucked every room kitchen counter ass up cum sink bedroom mattress tested cock pounding walls shaking living room couch reverse cowgirl tits bouncing cum tits bathroom shower soapy anal against glass fogged handprints. Collapsed bed new sheets soft cum drying skin body humming sated but craving more endless cycle pussy clenching empty fingers dipping slow circling clit chasing one last peak before sleep claimed whispering his name soft.

He was a forgettable character anyway, the nice guys finish last first type who was assuredly very well acquainted with the friend zone. His own girlfriend didn’t even want to sleep with him, choosing instead to save herself for someone better down the line. I was pacing around the house, thinking of all the horrible things I wanted to do to her. When I walked past her room, I heard the shower running and pictured her in there naked, shaving her tight little virgin pussy in preparation for the night’s festivities.

I let him fuck my throat until my lips were swollen, my eyes were watering, and my pussy was dripping through my panties. Then he pulled me up. Lifted me with one arm like I weighed nothing. Threw me on the bed. Not just any bed. Her bed. My best friend’s bed. The same bed we used to jump on when we were twelve. The same bed where she used to paint my nails and gossip about boys. And now I was naked on it, legs spread, moaning for her brother like he was the only thing that mattered. “Look at you,” he said, spreading my thighs wider. “So wet. You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?”

“She was asleep in your bed when I came in this morning. I apologized for waking her. Do you want me to start coming in a little later? After she’s left?” “No,” I say quickly. “She’s not my girlfriend. She’s just… a friend.” “Oh?” Aria is not buying that. “Okay. I mean… it’s not my business,” she continues. “What or who you do in the privacy of your own room isn’t my concern.” “I didn’t do anything… anyone,” I assure her.

We dried ourselves so we won't wet the bedsheets in our naughty game. I picked her up in my arms and took her to the bed. She looked so sexy on the bed laying naked looking at me with her lustful eyes like I'm the best candy in the world she could eat and that making dick twitches and harder like a rod. I think it's gonna be a long night. I also got on to the bed and laid back. She climbed over me slowly and said, "Let me do all the work now, and be comfortable. This will be a hell of a night~❤️"

I induced vomiting and stayed with him until his condition stabilized. The nurses were completely overwhelmed, so I ended up crouching down and cleaning up the mess myself. In Elaine’s eyes, she only saw me in a sorry state, working as a janitor. She strode straight toward me. Her expression was a mix of disgust and ridicule as she said, “Michael Messner, look at where you’ve ended up. You’ve sunk so low that you are working as a janitor in a hospital. Without me, you’re nothing. If you’d passed my test back then, you’d be the one standing beside me now.”

As she gasped at his words, he laughed and kissed her forehead, “I only changed them because they were soaked.” She shook her head at his playfulness. “You make it sound like I wet the bed.” “You did,” he smirked, “three times. I made you squirt three times. Do you know how sexy that was?” “At the time it felt very sexy. In the morning light, it feels very much like perhaps I wet the bed.” “No, it feels very much like you have a very skilled lover who can play your body like his own personal instrument.” “Cocky much?”