Wet Dreams Stories Novelas e Histórias

The wet slap of bodies moving together. My fingers moved faster. I leaned my forehead against the cool stall wall, listening as the couple next door grew more frantic. The woman whimpered. The man grunted softly. I rubbed my clit in tight, desperate circles, thrusting two fingers deep inside myself, matching their rhythm. The ache built fast and sharp. My thighs shook. I came hard, biting down on my free hand to stay quiet, waves of pleasure rolling through me while the sounds of their fucking continued through the wall.

They marked me inside and out, knots swelling one by one, filling me until cum leaked profusely from every hole. As the intensity finally ebbed, we lay in a sweaty, sated tangle. The brothers shared stories of their pack’s history—ancient rivalries, lost battles, and the prophecy of an omega who would strengthen their line. I listened, tracing scars on their chests, feeling the bond deepen with every word.

I nodded, Frankie squeezed me tight, “Well, one day you’ll know who you really choose. As long as you’re happy and it is what you want. Not what he demands of you. He might be the boss, but he is not yours. Remember that.” He kissed my head, and after a few minutes, we had both drifted off to sleep. I had the same dream again. Frankie and Luca are in front of me, telling me I fell in love with two brothers, two monsters. The dream had changed towards the end. It turned into a ‘wet dream’. Both of them at the same time. In every way. Thankfully, the dream was interrupted by the ringing of Frankie’s phone.

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!

The stories she shared with Theo were not just bedtime rituals—they were a bond that transcended the ordinary, a thread woven with love, creativity, and the boundless beauty of the human spirit. In the soft embrace of the dreamscape, Mama Hazel's heart swelled with love and wonder. The night was a sanctuary where dreams took flight, where stories whispered their secrets, and where the echo of imagination danced in the shadows. Here, in this world of dreams, she found solace, joy, and the eternal promise of stories yet to be told.

> Moonlit Matches< * Next day* •• Anna's Chamber•• "Alex!Alex!,"Anna called Alex in her dream. "Where are you?,"murmured Anna in her dream. Lisa entered. She heard her and started to feel sad for her.She walked to her bed. "Anna wake up,"uttered Lisa and Ann quickly woke up. She was wet. "Did you have a nightmare?,"asked Lisa and Anna nodded. "I think something bad happened to Alex,"said Anna

Waking up from a wet dream with the man I've been fantasizing about for two nights now, I had to bite my lip when I slid my hand into my underwear and realized how wet I was. My legs shook from the contact of my middle finger on my slit, shivering from the sensation of pleasure that coated my sensitivity. Since the night I met the man whom my family wants me to marry, I've been unable to have my normal dreams. All my mind has is his face, his domineering aura, and the thought of him unbuttoning his shirt just for me on our honeymoon.

I rushed to the door to make sure it was shut before I took off my gown and started wiping off the liquid from the bed with it. I had no idea it was all in my head right until the moment I squirted. How did I not know it was a dream? I asked myself disappointed as it would be a scandal if it gets out that I had a wet dream and in the process wet my bed and not to talk about the alphas, Ronther in particular if he hears I dreamt of him included making love to my body, thinking about all these made a tear come out of my eye, “all these happened because of him” I heard myself say in a sob which was true. If I had not seen him last night and thought about him while sleeping I would never have ha

His body trembles endlessly as I devour him, he tastes so, so good I want more, I want to unravel him and watch him come undone in my hands I want- Brrrrrrrrrrr! A shrill sound echoes in my ears. I gasp as my eyes fly open, my heart hammering widely against my chest. I groan as I sit up, my body aching. I look down at the source and my mouth falls open as I stare at the wet spot on my boxers. Did I just have a wet dream? Yes. About Aiden?! So it would seem. So then what does that mean? It means Eli that you want to fuck your new found best friend and also you’re definitely not straight.

he remarked as he walked away. I was left in my room, bewildered by how genuine my dream had been, but I decided not to dwell on it and went to the restroom instead. I ALMOST SCREAMED when I spotted sticky, white stuff in my panties. I had no idea that women could go through things that most guys go through. "Did I have orgasms while sleeping? Is it possible that I had a wet dream?!" I exclaimed quietly to myself. I blamed Xavier for seducing me at work!