Girlfriend Wets The Bed Novels & Stories

Chloe and Ethan stayed up talking in the living room. I lay in the guest bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying that accidental touch. My hand slowly slid under the blanket and between my legs. I was wet. I touched myself quietly, thinking about Ethan’s strong hand on my breast, his warm smile. I came fast and quietly, biting my lip so no one would hear. Guilt washed over me right after. This was my sister’s boyfriend. I couldn’t think about him like that. But as I drifted off to sleep, I already knew it was going to be a very long wet week.

She sat on the edge of my bed, wearing just a loose t-shirt that barely covered her ass. “Sorry if I kept you up last night, freshman,” she said with a wicked smile, that tongue piercing clicking against her teeth. “I get really horny at night. Next time… you could always join me. Two girls playing is way better than one.” Her words sent a jolt straight to my clit. I mumbled something awkward and rushed to class, my panties damp again.

Her nipples were hard little peaks against the thin fabric of her dress; the AC was on high, but that wasn’t why. Her lips were parted, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded as she stared out the windshield like she was trying to focus on anything but my hand creeping higher. “You’ve been squirming since Zara fell asleep,” I said, voice gravel-rough. “Haven’t you, kitten?” She bit her lip—hard—then nodded once. “Words.” “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes what?” “Yes… I’ve been wet since we left her room.” My cock twitched against my zipper. I inched my fingers higher, brushing the lace edge of her panties. Not quite touching where she needed—just close enough to make her hips lift off the seat.

I'm texting her. What's going on? Jenn looks at me and shrugs. Pokes buttons. I have no idea. Where are we going to sleep? I smiled at her. Only one bed. Can you be quiet? Jenn rolled her eyes. NO DOORS! I laughed quietly. Oh, yeah, that. Jenn caught my eye and turned in her seat. Her back to the door, she pulled her shorts leg open, showing me her very wet pussy. She giggled and turned back around.

She always woke up with a wet pussy not saying a word that I had been caressing her big firm tits. “Daddy, why am I so wet?” Knowing she was talking about my cum splattered all over her back or the one time I’d cum against her pussy, I had half a mind to just fuck her right then and there. This last months of her innocent teasing has been so out of control, leaving me so hard and aching that I couldn’t wait for her to come down. I went up stairs stripping my clothes off on the way until I was naked, and entered her bedroom that was still done up in her pinks and yellows. Nothing much had changed since she turned ten, and now at nineteen this room looked as innocent and as naïve as my baby gi

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

She wakes up about an hour into our fun and her cries and begging only turn me on more. When the first rays of sunshine break through the drawn curtains we all have had our fill of the gorgeous girl and we fall asleep on the couch, bed and Fred is sitting by the kitchen table. The girl is still sniffling silently on the bed as I snuggle in closer to cup her breast and fall asleep against her dirty body.

he complained. I raised my eyebrows, copying him, crossing my arms to my chest. “And? You think we’ll fit in my bed?” Amber leaned her head closer to my ear. “Yeah. When he’s on top of you,” She chuckled giddily as she climbed down the bed. “Good night, lovers!” She giggled before closing the door behind her. “You’re unbelievable,” I said, rolling my eyes as I lay my back again on the mattress and covered my face with the blanket. “Sleep on the floor!” I hissed.

-girl #1 "I don't know? The girl in the picture has curly hair, but that girl has straight hair." -girl #2 "Gosh, is this for real? Does Wyatt really have a girlfriend?" -girl #3 "Hey," the woman waved her hand in front of Wyatt's face. "Where are you looking?" After she asked that, she followed where Wyatt's eyes were looking. Then, he saw me. "Oh, your best friend!" She waved her hand and walked towards me, "It's me, Agleen. How are you? You're Aiden, right?"

She rubbed her pussy on my right thigh. "I have to get up. I have a meeting with Warner at nine o'clock," I regretfully informed her. "Noooo," she whined. "Stay in bed with me." She rode my thigh harder. I forced myself to pull away from my horny lover and got out of bed. "Sorry." "Poop," she amusingly complained and pouted. "Shower with me," I suggested. "We'll play while I get ready." Messing around in the shower only worked my girlfriend to a fever pitch. She was naked and frustrated when I kissed her goodbye at the door.