Sweating Uncontrollably Novels & Stories

Chapter 3: An Unforgettable Night Kit: Kit brought his hands to his throat, trying to stop the voice that tried to escape his lips. He bit down on his lips to stop it, but a low groan still escaped his mouth before he could stop himself. It made him feel incredibly embarrassed but he no longer had any control over his own body. What the hell was happening to me? He was hot…so hot… He was drenched in sweat with his clothes plastered to his body. His hair was sticking to his forehead and his nape and he wanted to take everything off just so it could help cool him down.

"The heat? Never. You just learn to control yourself. Its a defensive mechanism that our kind has. It's the fuel we need to transform." "But you never sweat, neither does my father, unlike me." "Well once you transform, the excessive sweating stops. Your body heat will go as high 50 degrees celcius but you won't even release a single drop of sweat. Unlike humans." I suddenly remembered someone special. The girl my mind had been stuck on since being enrolled in Lakewood High. "Funny, you should say that." I began. "What do you mean?" "I saw her again today." Paul raised an eyebrow.

Now that's the weirdest. Why didn't I bring my sweaters along? Now, I'm totally freezing. The meeting was already ongoing, and I was supposed to be taking down the minutes, but, there I was, shivering. My hand was shaking uncontrollably whenever I held the pen. It was like fighting a very tough battle with myself, and this crazy urge to sneeze wasn't even helping. I kept trying to control it, I literally touched my nose a thousand times. Why in god's name was it not working?

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'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.

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