Wet Dreams Stories 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”

I asked, curiosity laced in my tone. “Every person you see at Wet Nights today has a story to tell. Nobody ended up here by luck, we all are criminals hiding under Wet Nights. In a place filled with criminals, we no longer fight for authority, we fight for fear, leadership!” Synn rolled her eyes towards me, and my heart skipped for a minute. My lips parted slightly but no words could come out. Still shocked and slightly terrified by what Synn was saying. How did she manage to know all of this?

I came in the silence of my room, a weak, shaky release that left me feeling more hollow than before. I fell into a restless sleep, dreaming of heavy hands and the scent of cedar and sweat.

He leaned against the dresser, watching her intently. Lila nodded, pulling her knees up. “It feels… too real. I wake up and it’s like it actually happened.” Ethan’s hand rested lightly on her covered knee. “Want to talk about it?” She hesitated. The dreams involved both of them — father and son — claiming her together in this very room. Touching her. Taking her. The thought of saying it out loud made her pulse race with a confusing mix of shame and arousal. “It’s embarrassing,” she whispered.

Bella When the first bit of morning light came through the blinds, I began to wake up. I had a strange, hot dream about Raymond, the way he kissed me, the way he touched my body, the way he talked in my ear, the way he moved with me. The images played over in my head, and I felt a familiar warmth and wetness between my legs.

Its front paws pinned my thighs as if preparing for more— And then another black wolf appeared from the shadows, letting out an angry growl as it tried to seize me from the first one— I jolted awake, heart hammering, a strange sticky discomfort beneath me. My hand slipped beneath the covers. Of course. Damn it. I was wet. Ever since I reached awakening age without gaining a wolf, I’d been having these strange dreams. After puberty, they had turned into full-blown sex dreams. I’d lost count of how many times I’d woken up drenched. But this time was insane. I was literally dreaming about wolves now. How pathetic was I?

Since then I regularly started masterbating to her videos. *** 9 years later: “Julian , oh ! Julian Ahh…” Emily moaned while her husband Julian nibbled and sucked her boobs , pounding his cock inside her. *Trin..Tring* The alarm clock rang and Emily jolted up from the bed with her massive breasts jiggling. She was wearing a revealing night dress without undergarments. The cloth of her night dress was so thin that her nipples and as were clearly visible from it. She looked down at her pussy which was still wet from the dream. She slowly started fondling her core. Soon sliding two fingers inside her and started moving it back and forth with her moans filling up the room.

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.

Feeling so much pressure on my nip, I imagined Shawn releasing the left nipple and giving the same pleasure to the other one, just like how he does in reality. “Shawnnnnn!” I moaned in my sleep when I imagined him patting my legs and caressing my inner thighs. “Your fat cock. Please!” I whispered, my eyes still closed. I had no idea if this was what they call ‘wet dreams’ but I didn’t want the dream to end. This was exactly why I have been avoiding wanting anything to do with Shawn. I fantasize a lot but I had no idea I would be facing the consequences in my dream also.

that she was His His hand moves and cups her b**bs and the squeezes hard as if to milk her, she was enjoying each pain he was inflicting on her, it made her want him more and More He rips the shirt of her, his muscles bulging at the action, his shirtless body glistening with small sweat, his packs contracting, it made her want to run her tongue on it He skillfully unhook her bra and flings it somewhere in the room, her shorts was ripped next followed immediately by her panties He slowly drops the panties on the bed and inserts 3 fingers in her immediately , moving at an intense and painful speed but she was yes more “Ahhhh” she screams once he inserts the finger, He picks up the panties on t