Wet Dreams Stories Novels & Stories

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!

“... every night.” “G--- Get off me,” I stammer but he doesn't do that, instead his palm glides up my thigh, warmly and roughly, pushing my nightshirt higher to reveal that I'm wearing nothing underneath. “You don’t remember me, do you?” he asks. “You touched yourself three nights ago, right here and cried when you came.” My eyes widen at that. How does he-----? “I was under the bed then, too.” My breath catches and my pussy clenches; to my horror, I feel myself getting wet.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

I think we were both becoming boring. I started watching p**n on the nights that my husband was out of town, after putting the baby to sleep. I watched every type of p**n I could find, but my favorites were wives getting knocked up by strangers. I also found erotic story websites and couldn't keep out of the slut and hot wife sections. I found that after living the life that these stories portrayed, I would get very wet and have to go to my room and take care of myself. After a while, the videos began occupying my dreams. One morning I woke up after a crazy sexy dream and texted my husband.

Damien explained and hung his arm over Jade's stomach. “I tried to home medicate on my own because there were no pharmacies open by that time. But night came and I couldn't sleep. I heard wolves howling from far off. Like hypnotism, I left home again and followed the sounds till it landed me in a forest and I saw many others like me.” He continued his explanation but Jade was getting scared now. Had she just made a mistake? He heard her thought but decided to ignore it for the moment and carry on with his narration.

Ryan, who has not inputted a thing in the discussion going on in the class asked. “I said I’m about a thousand-year-old or there about, I’ve lost count.” They all left what they were doing, shocked engraved on their faces as they stared at each other “I don’t believe you; you’re just messing around.” Becca said from the window laughing. “That was a good one.” She said. “I’ve told you that the stories I narrated was actually real-life story, our real-life story and Joseph is still in me till now.” “Can he hear all what we’re saying?” Becca asked.

“Mark would never fuck me like this. Don’t you dare stop!” I didn’t. She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit. Thirty seconds later she shattered. Her body spasmed, legs shaking, screaming my name. She collapsed onto the bed. I followed her down and came inside her with a growl. The Morning After At breakfast, Mark looked at me and yawned. “Dude, I had the weirdest dream. Thought I heard someone having sex.” Layla passed him a cup of coffee and smiled. “Maybe it was the storm,” she said sweetly.

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.

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!