Wet And Messy Story Novels & Stories

My legs splayed with me on my knees amid the puddle of my juices mixed with his semen. A sudden sound of laughter forced my eyes open. I saw Louis had already walked away. My gaze finally found Leo. My eyes narrowed when I saw his hand wrapped around his cock. He had been stroking himself. As soon as he noticed I had caught him, he dashed off. A chuckle slipped from my lips as I shook my head. Shit! My pussy burned after taking three cocks, and the day had barely begun. When I steadied my ragged breathing, I stood up, tugged my dress down, and fetched something to wipe the mess that had spilled on the floor.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

’ She thought to herself. His walls contracted around her fingers as she continued fingering him with great assault. She continued until he came in her mouth. Sucking and swallowing his sweet juices, he cummed so much that some of it were dripping down the sides of her mouth. She got up, licking her lips slowly. "We're not done yet, baby”. She smirked. She wiggled herself out of her lingeré. Her hourglass curved body was standing right in front of him.

“Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.” Heat flooded between my thighs. My nipples pierced hard against my top, I pressed my thighs together but it wasn’t enough anymore. I looked around once; everywhere was empty and quiet. Then I slid my hands down my skirt, my panties were already damp, then I pushed them aside and let my fingers slide through my dripping arousal. I circled my swollen clit with a soft moan. God, I was so fucking soaked. The words on the page blurred as I read on. “Please…” she begged, hips rocking against his tongue. “I need you inside me. Ruin me right here, where anyone could walk in.”

This big boss was supposed to look down on Uea for being too clumsy~ until the drunken main character who rejected Theo seduced the big boss to bed! It was really a filthy short story... 'But isn't that why I'm here?' 'I love filthy short stories the most!' Uea laughed wickedly. The door opened, and Ryan returned with a cup of water. After drinking the water, Uea knew there was no chance to touch or eat, so he left the office and returned to sleep in his office. Later in the evening, he received a call from Ryan, who wanted Uea to accompany him to meet a business partner in a bar.

His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, sliding down to cup her ass. “You’re so wet already,” he groaned, fingers slipping between her legs. “Fuck, baby… did you miss me that much?” he asked, clearly aroused by how soaked she was. Isabelle moaned as he pushed two fingers inside her. The wet, squelching sound was loud and obscene under the running water. Ethan unknowingly pushed Vincent’s cum deeper into her pussy. “You’re so fucking slippery tonight,” he whispered, pumping his fingers faster. “I’ve never felt you this wet.”

I ground down on his hand, chasing more. “Yes, exactly this. I’m your dirty student. I touch myself in class thinking about you noticing how wet I am.” The words spilled out between moans. He kissed me again, swallowing my sounds while speeding up his fingers. Wet noises filled the quiet office. My juices ran down his wrist.

I felt a rush of liquid heat flood out of me, soaking his cock, dripping down his balls. It felt like a faucet had been turned on inside me, a continuous, uncontrollable stream that made the slide of his dick impossibly wet and loud. I couldn't see it, but I felt the hot, slick mess spreading instantly, coating us both, making the room smell more like sex. Aaron's hips stilled, but his dick throbbed, pulsing against my clenching walls. He collapsed forward, his chest crushing my breasts, his weight pinning me to the mattress.

75” dick where it had to be. However, today I was swimming so I chucked off my tighty whities and looked at myself in the mirror like all the other characters in these sex stories on this site, they just stand there, admire themselves, and shake their ass. I just glanced in the mirror, that’s all. I gazed at my skinny white frame, thin body, hairless chest, hairy armpits and dick, my brown eyes, long eyelashes, and short hair.

“Such a good girl.” He takes off his shirt and fastens his pace. I take all of him in my mouth with less gagging as I get used to it. I’m getting the hang of it. My spit trails down my chin and throat, but I don’t wipe it. I love it wet and messy. It increases the appeal and turns me on in a way I didn’t know it could. The sound of him hitting wet flesh echoes in my ears, and I’m loving every moment of it.