Wet Dream Novels & Stories

Joana was in a dream world thinking of Maxwell and how they would sleep on the same bed with him. Emma started feeling hot after taking two glasses of red wine.

"If you didn't spill this water I definitely see his face this time but you, I said pointing towards my wet t-shirt" Well from my childhood I see weird dreams on my birthday. Everytime darkness come in any form surround me and then this boy come , take me out of it. But the weird thing is I never see his face. I might sound like crazy but it's obvious to get curious about the thing you see everytime on fix days and person. Initially i didn't tell abut this to anyone thinking that they might think of me stupid but when I tell Lilly , she started fascinating about it. Sometimes she wake me up and sit down with a diary to note down details . She is crazy.

I woke up feeling extremely hot, and restless after dreaming about Dameon doing unspeakable things to me. I have been having a lot of wet dreams like that lately, which was a nice break from my usual nightmares. As I turned over in bed, moving my legs, I was confused when I felt the wetness between them. I hastily yanked down my pants, pulling off my underwear to see if I was on my period. But there were no blood stains. It just looked sticky and clear...

That cold shower didn’t help much and I also made sure my door was locked because of a certain possessive and ruthless Alpha. ***** *Pit Pat, Pit Pat* I woke up with a startle at the patter sound coupled with the fact that I’m having a. Nightmares about all the recent things I have been through. It was a bloody dream and then I felt myself get wet. I thought it was a wet dream which was kind of awkward. Why would I have a nightmare and suddenly get wet from wet dreams only for me to wake up in my really wet dark room? “Shit!” I cursed ,looking around the moist room and my wet bed. I looked towards the open full wall length windo

"Daddy! Kaine! I'm coming! I'm going to cum! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh!" I woke up abruptly, eyes snapping open as I bolted upright. I looked around and realized I was in Kaine’s guest room, but he wasn’t there. I checked myself. My body was glistening with sweat, and the t-shirt I was wearing was soaked through. I felt incredibly hot, and there was a sticky sensation between my thighs. I couldn't believe I just had a wet dream about the man who rescued me from that terrifying road and let me stay in his home. It was just a dream, but it was so intense! I thought it was real!

I also need to change my panty, I can see the wetness on it. What the fuck is wrong with me?! Why am I so wet?! That was just a dream! He didn't really touch me, kiss me or taste me. This is what he do on me. I was soaking wet for him. It was just a dream, what more when it's in reality?! Maybe he'll just stare at me then I'll be so wet. How do I deal with him now? I will definitely think of my dreams when I see him. I will remember and will remember that. And I'm not sure with myself, can I hide how I feel? They might noticed my thoughts. Myghad!

Now he was shockingly different altogether. Kissing, tasting, and sucking every corner of her flesh as she groaned and writhed. She breathed hard and clawed at his shoulder, arms, and neck in a desperate attempt to pull him closer. Her wet fold vibrated with need and her breast ached feeling heavy and full. But the man didn't relent. Wouldn't touch her where she wanted it most. Instead, he proceeds to tease her flesh nonstop, causing pleasure to build inside her. She squirmed restlessly, and finally cried out. "Please...!" She no longer cared if anyone could hear her. She just wanted to come and reach her peak. "...Please." Her eyes fluttered open, and she woke up suddenly. "Oh my, Did I jus

I heard her familiar taunting voice as she jerked with pleasure after I glided my finger out of her licking it, and I looked into her eyes filled with desire. “Do you really want it?” I asked, teasing her entrance with my cock, and she moaned in ecstacy. “Yes, I want you to fuck me, professor.” she begged, my body tense as I made to thrust into her wet pussy, but I heard a sound, and when I turned around I woke up. I panted heavily as I looked around my dark room, and that's when I realized I had been dreaming all along. I just had a wet dream.

and I exploded all over his hand the moment that word left his mouth. “No!” I sat up straight, my heart slamming in my chest while sweat covered my forehead and trickled down my back underneath my flimsy white t-shirt. “What the fuck,” I groaned, rubbing my face. “Well, that was quite a dream,” Silver prompted. “It was you, wasn’t it?” I scowled, feeling annoyed and disgusted. I can’t believe I had a wet dream about a man I practically hated. I never had a wet dream, at least not one where I actually came. The stickiness between my legs was more than enough evidence that the orgasm I had…that wasn’t a dream. That was very real.

“Harder please! Break my bones! Ugh!” “Ahh!” I screamed as I felt my bone break. I sighed when I woke up from sleep. Fucky! That’s my dream again! My clothes were wet, my sweat was dripping from my forehead down to my neck. My room is air conditioned but I sweat a lot. I look down at the middle of my thigh. I can feel the sticky liquid there. It’s not just my wet clothes but my femininity. Fucky! My dreams are getting worse now, since I saw vampires in the forest.