Wet Dream Story Novels & Stories

Emma said, looking at him with a cute pout! "Fuck, I can't stop myself now!" Jake said impatiently and he took out his cock unzipping his pants! "Jake, what are you doing?" Emma asked, horrified looking at his huge manhood! "This!" He said and thrust into her pussy instantly! Emma's eyes shot open and she looked at her surroundings breathing heavily! She looked at her wet shorts realizing that she had a wet dream about Jake and it felt so real and so good! "Fuck! It’s my first time having a wet dream and it was with none other than Jake! What has happened to me? He is driving me crazy! God knows how I fell asleep while reading the book!" Emma said, wailing like a kid!

Finding me being surprised, Jamie repeats, whispering, “I said, I had a wet dream.” My eyes widened, “A-about what...?” Jamie clicks her tongue, “What can a wet dream be about? Having sex of course.” Oh dear. I know Jamie is starting to trust Henrietta more and more, but I never expected that she would be so honest to tell her something embarrassing such as having a wet dream. And about that wet dream, will it be that sex we had last night? Trying to look like I have no single idea about what Jamie is talking about, I remain calm and act innocent, “I never knew someone like you would have a wet dream...” yet trying to find out more, I whisper, “So, who were you having sex with in that dream?

His body was more muscular and well-toned. "I'm here, Mommy… Your new husband is going to fuck you now… I love you, mommy…" ******** I woke up and immediately got up from my bed. I was panting rapidly, feeling sticky, my silk nighties drenched, and the area between my thighs damp. I was engrossed in yet another wet dream. I have a wet dream that involves my stepson! Oh my! I think I'm going crazy! You're crazy, Sienna! What the hell?! Am I this tired?! I have to admit that I haven't tasted sex in a long time. My relationship with my ex-husband is also boring that's why. But desiring my stepson, dreaming of him like this? I'm so close to going crazy!

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

"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.

My pussy throbbed, and it was really aching and feeling empty, and fresh wetness leaked out as I shifted positions. Having a wet dream of Marcus was so wrong and very forbidden, and of course he was the one person I couldn't have fantasies of. He had adopted me when I was just a little helpless girl, after my parents had passed away. He had raised me like I was his very own daughter. My adopted mom, who was actually his late wife, had loved me very deeply, and the whole family had always seen me as theirs. If anyone ever knew I was having dreams like this about him, they would be horrified about it and even rebuke me. I felt guilty just thinking about it, but no matter how many times I told

Violet I had a dream. But this time, it wasn’t about my family. It wasn’t one of those harmless, sentimental dreams that left me waking up teary or nostalgic. No, this one was shamefully different. Because this time, my body was trembling, the sheets clinging to my skin. My pulse was racing like I’d just run miles, and heat was pooling low in my stomach. It took me a moment to realize what had happened. A wet dream. What twenty-four-year-old woman has a wet dream? you might ask. I had no answer. And this wasn’t even the first time.

I sighed when I heard the door close to his room and felt the painful throb in my core. * * * I woke up an hour later, gasping as I controlled my breathing, when I remembered my wet dream. A crazy wet dream. My body was thrumming with desire as I felt the familiar dampness in my underwear. I tried controlling my naughty mood and pressed my thighs together because my dirty mind had another idea. It was well past twelve. Ethan was probably asleep by now.

The kind that’s not going to tell you she washed her hair because it was covered in cum. My mind drifted back to last night or this morning, since I didn’t come back till 4am. I felt a sharp thrill as a memory of me riding a cock while the others feasted on my body, flashed through my mind. A small smile crept across the corners of my mouth. I still felt sore from all the places I had been ravished. A fantasy well lived…so much better than what I had imagined. I bet you’re wondering, how did I end up in a room with a bunch of strangers, living out my fantasy?

Damn was I really that tired "Go get dress clothes are in the closet you can wear and get rid of these wet sheets" Ava said "wet sheets, wet sheets" I said while looking at her with disgust. "What wet sheets" I asked I then lifted the sheets and saw that the spot I was sleeping was wet "Did I wet the bed? How could I" I shouted "Um no bitch when I got in here it seemed like you were having a wet dream, Ahh mmmm mmmm I'm cumming daddy she mocked. I slapped my face "Get out" I shouted at her, she laughed "Ahhh daddy" she mocked I threw a pillow at her. I then got out of the bed and pulled the sheets off the bed a lady then walked in "I will do it" she said "who are you?" I asked "I'm the maid