Wet Dream Story Novels & Stories

, my eyes shot open and I moved my blanket to see my boxers were wet and sticky I had a wet dream about Kathy. “Fuck”

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

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

“With the way your life’s going right now, we’ll believe anything” She glared at her friends. She scoffed. “Very funny Dominica. But anyway, if you must know, I…been having these strange dreams lately” She whispered lowly, leaning her body forward on the table, her friends following suit as they also leaned forward, wanting to hear the big fat secret their friend had to share. “What kind of dream?” Rue listened closely. Scarlet gulped, debating whether She should tell them or not, She shook her head, She knew She was digging her own grave but still….”W-wet Dreams” She revealed and their mouths sealed, She watched as they share silent glances at each other before turning back to her.

I bite down on my lips so hard as the flames burst through me. A loud pleasured scream escaped my lips as I opened my eyes panting heavily. I glanced around the space to realize that I was actually in the bathtub and the water had turned cold. I must have slept off. How is it that I am having wet dreams in the midst of the turmoil that I am faced with? The cold water sank into my skin all of a sudden jolting me back to the present. My wolf growled in revolt. I got up from it and dried my body. I am so deprived of everything at this point.

I am too tired from the trip and besides, it's Sunday, a lazy day. The man in front of me is dressed all in white, looking like the ancient Greek God in mythologies. At one point I’m near the sea, in another room with beautiful wallpaper. The man leans into me and I am completely turned on by his touch. We seem to be making love. He is moving in and out of me, giving me sensations, I never had before. When I open my eyes, the handsome man is no longer there. I look down and I am wet! That was a wet dream! I cover my mouth with my hand unable to digest whether I was a teenager or an adult. I am angry and feel a sense of abandonment.

His warm mouth had circled my breast, sucking, licking, gnawing until I was dissolved in a pool of dripping wetness. I brought my fingers down slowly between my thighs and sighed in confusion when I felt a wetness down there. Was it a dream? Was it real? I really didn’t know. I shook my head vigorously in a bid to shake out the vivid scenes from the wet dream I was previously having of Mr Hades and sighed dejectedly when instead they chose to replay repeatedly in my head. It shook me to the core, igniting a special warmth in the depth of my soul, and somehow, in a deep twisted part of my heart, I knew I wanted it.

"Fuck!! baby your sex is beautiful, I cursed as his fingers penetrated my sex. "fuck! so wet for me, he gritted." "Oh God! fuck! yes! yes! here." "You like it baby." "Yes.... yes...! i like it Lucas. My sex clinching around his fingers, yes! yes! fuck!!! I came undone Fuck!!!." I heard a cry, then i woke up. " What! it was just a dream, i was having a wet dream. "Oh no, it can't be, i looked down when i notice my panties is dammed socked shit!!!."

I woke up with a sticky thing between my legs, ugh. Shit, I guess that's a wet dream. Yeah, I'm 31, and I don't get why I had such a weird wet dream just from making out with Shiloh. I'm definitely not a virgin. I've had sex, though I haven't had a RUT for twelve years. But I did one with my own hands.

Instead I let my fingertips drift, slow and lazy, tracing the sensitive outer lips, feeling how puffy and wet everything still was. The chill on my skin finally got me up. I walked to the shower, stripped off my clothes, and let hot water run over me. It washed away the wetness, soothing my body as steam filled the room. I dried off, put on a sleep shirt, and got into bed already drifting off to sleep. Noah's POV: “We’ll be the first company to launch such an advanced technology this early!” the presenter declared, arms spread like he’d just invented gravity. I leaned back in the leather chair, arms crossed, and let out a slow breath. “Yet you haven’t gotten a patent.”