Sweating Uncontrollably Novels & Stories

Just me and my best friend trapped in the crazy heat. Sweat poured down my body in heavy streams. It ran over my chest. Dripped off my nipples. Slid between my legs and made my balls feel wet and heavy. My cock rested thick on my thigh. It was not soft anymore. The heat made it swell slow and steady. The head felt sensitive and shiny with a mix of sweat and pre-cum leaking out. I tried to ignore it but my dick kept twitching every time I breathed.

Max swallowed hard but shook his head, keeping his focus on the screen. “No, ma’am. Sometimes, my fingers shake when I type, especially when I'm working under pressure.” "Are you sure?" Anabel asked with a smile while looking at him. Then she noticed another thing. Max was sweating. He was dripping from his forehead, glistening under the office lights. The air conditioning was running at full blast, keeping the room comfortably cool, yet Max was sweating like a man standing under the scorching sun.

I don't even know what my body is doing anymore as I can't get a hold of it. My body just seems to react without my consent. I'm breathing heavily and my heart is pounding heavily inside my chest. I felt a sudden spread of heat inside my body. Flowing from my chest down to my toes, and it's as if every part of my skin, my hair is reacting to him. The reaction is vigorous and spontaneous, because I'm not in control of anything and it's just happening too fast.

I'm curled up on my bed, shivering uncontrollably, my body on fire as waves of heat crashes over me. Cold sweat drips down my red face and my aching body trembles with a strong intensity. My heart burns, my senses too alert. It's an undeniable fact that I'm overwhelmed by the sudden onset of my heat. I wasn't expecting this. I wasn't taught how to manage it. It seems to be double the pain of last time. My eyes well up as the memory of Alpha Xzen's rejection still lingers. But then my body's urgent needs push aside any emotional pain.

I had walked a lot in a space of two days and I wondered what time it was now. As I wandered around, I stopped when I felt a sensation on my skin. I looked down to see that I was sweating. How was that possible? Hypoglycemia? No fucking way. Sweat broke out of my forehead and began to run down my cheeks. I panicked, wondering why I was suddenly sweating. I closed my eyes and tried to calm the fuck down because hell, I was almost having a panic attack. The sound of splashes wafted into my ears and I opened my eyes to see that my boots were covered in water. I looked around me in surprise, bursting into laughter when I realized I was back to the fountain.

The pain was too much to handle and the worst is I was in my heat. The sweat poured down my face making it uncomfortable. All of a sudden, the heat wash over me, and pains shoots down my spine, I was seeing red. I can't handle the pain anymore. I want to die. I rolled on the floor trying to reduce my body temperature with the cold floor. Nothing was working out for me, in fact, the pain doubles. I had tears in my eyes feeling so lonely and in pain. My hands tremble from the increase of the heat, my headaches, my body hurts, my mouth can't move on their accord.

He smirked and walked away. What was he talking about? I continued waiting for Sandra to come, but it seemed she was really busy wherever she went. Suddenly, I started to feel hot and uneasy. I used my hand to fan myself, but it wasn't working. “What's happening?” I asked no one in particular as my body began to react in ways I couldn't understand. I had no idea where this uncontrollable crave for sex came from. My body was in need, and it was making me uncomfortable. I sprung up to my feet and searched for Sandra, but she was nowhere in sight. When I couldn't handle it any longer, I rushed into the lady's restroom. I was sweating profusely, and my vagina was craving to be touched.

Why did she have to be so hot? My eyes are fixed on her wet, sweating, enormous ass, clapping, bouncing, and jiggling against me as I slam harder and faster into her. The slamming sounds of our skin become like endless gunshots, loud, fast, and wet, echoing all over the entire room. The both of us are not ourselves right now. I can feel the heat moving through my entire body. I can see her skin beginning to glisten—she is sweating from this intense exercise, this overwhelming pleasurable exercise.

But though I badly wanted to quit that monstrosity, I had to pay for my bills and support Aunt Odessa because she was getting old. Now that I had no job or anything to support us financially, I was embarrassed by myself for letting this unfortunate thing happen. I wasn’t moping over losing my job, but the fact that I wouldn’t have something to fund me and my aunt. Sighing in frustration when these nagging thoughts had crept into my head, I proceeded to walk further to deviate my attention from the problem that I was currently facing. I strolled along the pavement, ignoring the little kids that would gawk at me for being so drenched with sweat. I had this abnormality rooted in my anxiety that

I wanted to cry out loud from inside because of the pain but I was trying my best to stay firm. We were eating but then I couldn't control my pain and so I turn my head away from him and made a soft moan but guess he heard me. "you alright"he asked. "y-yes,I-I am fine"I replied. "then why are you sweating ?" "sweating...."as I touch my forehead I could feel watery on my forehead and faces. oh crap!!!I didn't knew that I was sweating,now what will I say to him.