Wet And Messy Story Novels & Stories

“Does it matter now?” “Yes. Maybe. No. I don’t know.” She covers her face with her wet hands. I let exactly two drops of water fall before I move her fingers. Her hair is in a messy wad on the top of her head with loose pieces dangling all around her face. The steam from the water is making them wavy. She’s all disheveled, but she’s gorgeous and all mine. I hold her fingers in mine and bring them to my lips. “Tell me what happened.” I kiss the knuckles on one hand. “The whole story, don’t leave anything out.” I kiss the other hand and then press both palms to my chest so she can feel my heart beating.

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I left the library with his chuckle following me. At some point, I arrived in my new room. Or should I say ‘our’? Looking around I locked the door and moved a chair against it, blocking the path. My clothes were ruined after training. And I didn’t look any better, dusty, with grass in my hair and a few cuts which bled, staining the shirt and pants. I fell in love with this bath, honestly, it was gorgeous. The water remained warm as long as I was there. The dark walls and candles creating an intimate atmosphere.

"Don't let the balls slide out or I'll have to punish you." I took a couple full steps toward what looked like a hallway where I assumed the bathroom was located. As I did, I felt the balls shift. Instinctively I clamped down with my pussy muscles, but my pussy was too wet and I basically shot the lower one out. The sound of it bouncing on the wood floor was something I will never forget. It wasn't that loud, but to me it was deafening. "Somebody is wet," Mistress said with a snicker. "You better take out the other one and wash both with the plug, you dumb slut."

His vision clouds and the look he gives me intensifies. “Let's wash and go to bed. The night is still young, let's not waste it," he says and I agree. He starts helping wash Aly and I move towards him and start washing his back and hair. After he's done with Aly, both of them Help me and it's my turn to get hard. We then rinse in the shower and dry ourselves. The part that takes us long is drying out hair and I wish that we could just go to bed like that but Alyssa's hair is too long to be left wet and so, we work together to help dry it.

I want to see how wet you are. I reached down, my fingers trembling as I gripped the hem of the white dress. Slowly, agonizingly, I hiked it up, exposing my bare hips and the damp, glistening slit of my pussy. I wasn't wearing any panties... I never did for Big Daddy. I reached down, sliding two fingers into my folds, the wetness making a loud, squelching sound that echoed through the stream. "Mmmph... I'm so soaked," I moaned, my hips beginning to buck instinctively. "I've been thinking about you all day, Big Daddy. I'm such a mess for you."

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Fuck, I think I'm wet too. These girls are insane. “I told you, I'd make you squirt.” The lady on her knees teased the other one standing and breathing really hard. They both burst out laughing, carefree and totally unworried about the people moving around them. They didn't care, they were just consumed in their own little world of pleasure. I couldn't stop staring. I couldn't stop dripping. How sinful! I suddenly froze, I couldn't even walk again. I stared with amused disbelief. My mouth dropped open in shock.

Enemies who fvck like the world is ending. Sex-enemies, that’s exactly what we were. Pure hate-sex in the snow, raw and desperate. I cracked my knuckles, took a long sip of the coffee I’d brought with me, and dove straight in. This story was going to be long, dirty, and dripping with the kind of banter that makes people melt. I typed out the title in bold letters: 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-F-ck Holiday'.

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