Sweat Sex Novels & Stories

Her tanned skin glistened with sweat, while the sound of the faucet dripping grew fainter as the water in the bathtub filled up. Every moan they shared, every kiss and touch that occurred made my body tremble. I hate p**n, but now I’m watching it live. “Oh shit!” the woman moaned as Max slid his finger into her pussy. His movements were so fast and right, touching every sensitive spot perfectly. Without realizing it, I brought my own finger to touch my pussy. My eyes occasionally closed as I felt the pleasurable sensation from my touch. Every time Max twisted his finger, I would do the same, imagining that he was doing it to mine.

I cried out, pace faltering as fresh heat flooded my core. He released my nipple with a wet pop and growled against my skin, “Faster. I want to feel you dripping down my balls.” I rode him harder, grinding my clit against his pelvis on every downstroke while his thick cock stroked that perfect spot inside me over and over. Sweat poured down our bodies, making every slide slick and filthy. The sauna air was thick, heavy with the scent of cedar, steam, sex, and the raw musk of our arousal. My thighs burned, but the pain only heightened the pleasure.

We finally slowed down, bodies trembling and spent on the soaked massage table. My chest heaved as the last powerful waves of my orgasm faded. Mia lay on one side of me, Sophia on the other. All three of us were a complete mess of warm oil, sweat, and sticky cum. The thick scent of sex hung heavy in the air, mixing with vanilla and jasmine until it felt intoxicating. My skin tingled everywhere. My pussy still throbbed gently, swollen and satisfied.

The new angle let him go even deeper. Sweat dripped from his chest onto her skin. The room smelled like sex now, musky and raw. Rebecca's moans grew louder despite herself. She felt full, stretched, and the friction was driving her crazy. Marcus kept his rhythm controlled but powerful, never rushing to the end.

Sweat was dripping down my back. My thighs were trembling from how hard I was fighting not to moan too loud. Every thrust made his ass grip me tighter, hotter, wetter. The smell of sex was thick between us, sweat, spit, and the raw scent of his hole taking my dick. I reached around and wrapped my hand around his cock. He was rock hard, leaking all over my fingers as I started stroking him in time with my thrusts. “You’re dripping so much,” I whispered against his neck, biting lightly at his skin.

Wanting to change the subject and give him an ego boost, I moaned out, "Maybe next time I have a strenuous workout or a really tough match, I'll stay in my singlet and wait until I get home to take a shower. It would let me take my time and be extra thorough in the shower, and not have to worry about staying in there too long. But it can be so HARD to reach everywhere, especially after such a taxing workout. I'll probably be bathed in sweat and exhausted. A less than straight-laced person might take advantage of the situation to have their way with me. Then, once my energy had returned, I could give them an example of my dominance by showing them a few moves in bed." Chris's deep moans sound

SEX ACADEMY 2: MY INITIATION. At least a dozen guys were tangled together in every configuration imaginable. The air was thick with the heavy scent of sweat, cum, and lube. Low moans and wet slapping sounds filled the space. On the big sectional couch, a muscular guy was getting railed doggy-style by two others, one in his mouth and one pounding his ass, spit-roasted and loving it.

Sweat beaded on our skin, mixing with dirt from the earth, the scent of sex heavy in the air. I came hard, my howl ripping through the night, body convulsing as waves of ecstasy tore through me, my walls clamping down on them like a vice. They didn't hold back-Kale spilling first into my ass with a roar, hot jets painting my insides, followed by Xavier flooding my pussy, their seed mixing and dripping down my trembling thighs in rivulets.

I gasp for air as I push myself awake. I have sweat dripping down my face – I shiver slightly as the cool wind meets my sweat. My shirt has risen to my tummy, and I do not attempt to lower it – it’s not like there’s anyone here. I clench my thighs, feeling my underwear soaked from my juices. I groan and let my head fall to my pillow – why did I have to have a sex dream about the man I loathe?

“ Ahhhhhhh……Haaaaa……It feels so good….…..You have been pissing me off and have been attracting me at the same time . Just what are you doing to me Antonio ? “ said Damian with a smirk . Antonio’s panted as he looked at Damian’s sexy look and chest which shined under the moonlight because of the sweat . ‘ ….Haaa…..Ah…….What the hell am I doing ?……I should be pushing him away and not giving myself up like this . I shouldn’t be enjoying this yet my body doesn’t seem to want to stop this feeling . I have never felt like this before . I never thought that sex could be this pleasuring . My first time has been such a nightmare that I never want to remember it again…….yet……he is making me wanna hol