I Am Wet Novels & Stories

Abs catching the lights in a luminous glow. I look around and turn my head back- No silhouettes in neighbouring windows. No one watching. No one laughing. Just me, kneeling on a glass balcony that's filled with my puddle in the night air, thoroughly undone. “I’m wet and ready,” I say, and push two fingers into myself and bring them out. My wetness literally drips down. That's how much he has edged me and how horny I am. My fingers are glistening, I hold them up so he can see.

My legs were shaking visibly and i coudl feel how wet and soggy i was. “Time to do a kegel on my dick.”

My cheeks are wet, either from the water or my laughter tears, I don't know, and my clothes are sopping wet, stuck to my body. "Oh my word! What the heck happened in here?" Jana cries out, skidding to a stop when she realizes she's about to trudge through a puddle of water, but I don't miss the fact that she's laughing too. How could she not? We're both wet, he has shampoo dripping out of his hair and I probably have mascara running down my cheeks. "She doesn't know how to handle a hose," Rex says, chuckling. I glare at him but it the smile playing on my lips betrays me.

Our eyes locked, creating an intense connection at that moment. "Are you wet for me?" "Yes," I whispered. "I can't hear you." "Yes," I said in a normal voice. "I'm wet. I've been wet all day." I don't know where I got such strength to say such words, but they just came out of my mouth.

So, I chose to massage my feet gently without any ointment, hoping that the pain would subside. Gradually, the living room started to feel cool with the air conditioning on. My clothes were wet from sweat, making me feel sticky. So, I decided to unbutton my shirt and remove my bottoms. It seems like I need to take a shower. My shirt is damp, and I'm sure my bra and underwear are wet from the sweat too.

It nearly has mе ѕсrеаmіng, bеggіng him to plunge dеереr, and іn mу fаntаѕу hе іgnоrеѕ me аnd kеерѕ gоіng. I lеаvе thе shower runnіng аnd ореn the glаѕѕ dооr. I ѕрrеаd a fresh towel on thе floor and lay my wet body on it. I’m ѕорріng wеt, writhing аrоund, moaning and раntіng wіth hоw сlоѕе I am tо exploding.

***** I opened my eyes. My hair sticks to the side of my face with sweat. Heat smothers my body and my breasts tighten against the towel. That’s not all. Oh. God. My hand rests between my legs and I’m… wet. I jerk my hand free as if I was caught stealing.

How could she get this wet? She was moaning softly as I rubbed my fingers over her wetness , brushing her clit- she pushed back against me trying to get more. I could just slip a finger in… or two. It was right in front of me, her arousal slapping away my senses and my cock straining hard in my pants. This was a temptation that I didn't want to break apart from. I cursed my clothes that stopped our skin from touching, wishing I could rip them apart and slam balls deep inside her warm and slick-

JULIA I blinked, snapping out of whatever daze I’d been in. The man was still staring at me, waiting for an explanation. I shook my head and turned to his car. I didn’t know much about brands and all that stuff, but this seemed like a pretty nice car. I cleared my throat and faced him once more. “I’m wet,” I blurted out. The guy raised an eyebrow, his confusion deepening. “Huh?” I hurriedly gestured to myself, my soaked dress clinging to me uncomfortably. “I mean, I’m wet—like, literally. As you can see.”

It was a blur because she was using the hot shower, so the shower glass that she was in was translucent, although i could still recognize the female body anywhere. I tattoo them almost everyday. Her body was bare and wet, the bottom strands of her hair was dripping down her back, causing a pool of water to form on her the curve of her very thick ass, like a bowl packing water. The water did not stay, it continued running down her booty, like a waterfall and it make her skin soggy, wet enough to make anything easily slip into it. She turned around, and i almost flinched from the thought of her seeing me, although i could not care less but she did not see me.