Stories To Make Me Wet Novels & Stories

He wailed, a continuous, broken sound as his prostate was hammered over and over. “You’re gonna cum,” I told him, my own release coiling tight in my gut. “You’re gonna cream your stomach without even touching your dick, you desperate slut.” The words tipped him over. His back arched violently off the couch, his ass clamping down on my cock in rhythmic, milking pulses. Strands of white shot from his dick, splattering across his shirt, his throat, his chin. He convulsed, his hole spasming around me, the wet, hot clenches pushing me to the edge.

They made her crawl and clean both cocks with her tongue, licking every drop of cum, ass juice, and pussy cream. Lia lay there afterward, legs spread obscenely, covered in sweat, spit, and cum. Her holes twitched and leaked. She felt completely destroyed. And she fucking loved it. Ethan crouched down and shoved three fingers into her sloppy cunt, stirring the mess. “How do you feel?” “Like a whore,” she whispered hoarsely, smiling through the mess on her face. “Your filthy whore.” Jax laughed. “She’s ready for the team party tomorrow. Gonna let the whole locker room run a train on this cum-guzzling slut?”.

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

The tip shone with precum and that sight made my soaked cunt twitch in anticipation. He spun me around, bending me over the makeup table. The movement made bottles of polish clatter to the floor. He lined himself up at my entrance, and I felt an all too familiar stretch as he pushed his member in, inch by inch. I'm so fucking wet that there's no resistance, just the sweet fullness of his thick cock filling me up. "Fuck, Mimi," he grunted as he started to move.

The wet slap of bodies moving together. My fingers moved faster. I leaned my forehead against the cool stall wall, listening as the couple next door grew more frantic. The woman whimpered. The man grunted softly. I rubbed my clit in tight, desperate circles, thrusting two fingers deep inside myself, matching their rhythm. The ache built fast and sharp. My thighs shook. I came hard, biting down on my free hand to stay quiet, waves of pleasure rolling through me while the sounds of their fucking continued through the wall.

“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 began, my voice shaking a little at first. “It started about a year ago and it just keeps getting worse. I get these waves of uncontrollable arousal all the time, even when I’m not thinking about sex at all. My pussy just starts getting wet, really fucking wet, like I’m in heat or something. Sometimes I’m sitting in class trying to focus on a lecture and suddenly I feel it start dripping down my thighs. I have to excuse myself and run to the bathroom just to wipe up or change my panties before it soaks through my clothes. And the wet dreams… every single night. I wake up humping my pillow like a desperate little slut, sheets completely soaked underneath me, my clit throbbing so hard it act

[You make me wet] Trisha whispered back. Just as Denny could feel the sweet tingles of her crotch above his, Trisha could not deny nor conceal that she was feeling as delightful as he does, especially with his pierced pleasure tool rubbing at her soaking wet core. She occasionally touched herself while giving him an oral stimulation earlier, thinking she would need to prepare herself if he wanted her to ride him to orgasm, so she knew she was wet. And without a doubt, Trisha was also stimulated by Denny's groans and growls of arousal.

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I swirled my right nipple between my thumb and my index finger and the pleasure shot through my body My fingers hovered over the keyboard for a moment before I responded. -You’re already making me wet- I replied, my hands massaging my nipple. -I bet you are. Now, slip your hand under your shorts. Feel how wet you are for me. Imagine it’s my fingers stroking you, teasing you.-