Sweat Sex Novels & Stories

Realizing he was looking up at the ceiling, he tried to stir, but found that a delicious laziness coursed through his veins. "It's the sweat, you see." She illustrated the point by rubbing thumb and fingers together. She sat astride him, and even as he blinked the cobwebs out of his mind and tried to understand, he felt himself stir inside her. "Something in my sweat has the most amazing effect on people," she continued conversationally. "Men, women - it doesn't matter. With just a touch - " She leaned forward to brush a fingertip across his lips, and a hot pulse of desire hammered through his groin. " - I can captivate."

, Sweat slicked down from his hair , down his body until it dropped down on my body as he pounded in to me raw hard. He also reached out and held up both my hands. , pressed them against the bed , then linked his fingers with mine as he ruined my p**"y more. This was the best sex .... Best sex for heaven's sake and no matter how he slammed in my p***y with sweat dropping down , l still lifted up my hips to meet up with his every thrust as also my bouncy breasts rubbed against his rock hard chest.

Alex bundles up all the boxes and packaging before throwing them away. He came back inside the house with his clothes completely soaked in sweat. He wanted to show the dogs right away but there were dead asleep in the living room. Alex took off his shirt and wiped off the sweat on his forehead with it. He threw his soaked shirt at me, making me gag in disgust. "That's fucking disgusting, Alex!" I shouted at him as I throw back his shirt. "We're covered in cum and sweat every time we have sex, but you're disgusted with a sweat-soaked shirt?" he said as he was slowly walking towards me, wet shirt in hand.

She began dragging me to assorted ball games and had me lusting after the exact guys I knew were the worst. I managed to keep myself hidden from college men until Maddux. He was a soccer player, and somehow, he saw straight through my rumpled appearance and quirky glasses. I held out against dating him for a month. His persuasive tactics included lots of flexing muscle that drew out my wild muscle-crazy side. The man excelled at making shirtless look like a fashion trend. A few weeks later, I was flat on my back in his bed. I enjoyed the sex more than I had with Conner, but still, something was missing. That sizzling something other girls talked about when it came to sex. I didn't get it. Se

Rose wiped at her sweaty face, their little taboo encounter had done nothing to cool down either the room or her body physically or sexually. Vince was sweating as well, his face and chest beaded with perspiration. Damn, he looked sexy. Rose's leg was against his and she felt the sweat between their legs and loved the feeling. But to be this sweaty they should have had the fun to earn it. Fingering and blow job weren't that kind of sexy work out. But being this hot should be the result of some serious fucking. Rose's gaze trailed down his chest to his crotch. There was a prominent bulge under the sheet, meaning even in his sleep he was close to hard.

Sweat trickled down our bodies, mingling with the intoxicating scent of sex that hung in the air. I couldn't get enough of her. The way she moved, the way she surrendered to the raw intensity of our connection—it was addictive, driving me to push her limits further. My hand ventured between us, fingers delving into her wetness, navigating the slick folds with a desperate urgency. The primal instinct to possess her overwhelmed all reason, pushing us to the brink of madness.

Their moans and groans and screams filled the room, and the smell of sex filled the room too coupled with the scent of their sweaty bodies gliding against each other. His thrusts lasted for a long time before he could feel the hot pleasure again. It was no longer as hot but it was still as pleasurable and in no time, he spewed his seeds deep into her vagina. Groans, moans, sweat, and sex was all that filled the room. Jake removed his soft shaft from her vagina and collapsed beside Irene, their breathing heavy. They looked at each other and laughed, hard. "Thank you." Jake suddenly said. Irene turned to him and they looked into each other's eyes, her sweat-orange eyes staring back at his blue

From every angle, she was beautiful. She rolled her hips and backed her ass into me, fucking me just as hard as I fucked her. We were two animals screwing in the wild, getting off on each other’s sweat, grunts, and screams. It didn’t matter how long I fucked her, she still stayed soaked, like she could take my dick endlessly. This was some nice pussy. I rammed her so fast and hard that waves of sweat coated my body. She worked her ass off, so she was sweaty too. When she returned home, she would reek of sex. It would stink up the whole house, even stink up her shower.

Lily wiped at her sweaty face, their little taboo encounter had done nothing to cool down either the room or her body physically or sexually. Ethan was sweating as well, his face and chest beaded with perspiration. Damn, he looked sexy. Lily's leg was against his and she felt the sweat between their legs and loved the feeling. But to be this sweaty they should have had the fun to earn it.

One cock in my ass, burning and stretching. Two cocks in my hands, pulsing as I stroked them. Five men at once, using me, groaning their hunger, their bodies claiming every inch of me. The air reeked of sweat, sex, and cream. My body was slick, covered in spit, cum, wine, and my own mess. The smacking of flesh echoed through the chamber, the wet squelch of my pussy stuffed full, the guttural growls of men losing control.