Wet For You Novels & Stories

Tell me how wet you are for your landlord's dick. 'I—I'm wet,' I gasped, plunging a digit inside my clenching pussy, the squelch humiliatingly loud. I pumped it slowly, thumb on my clit, pleasure coiling tight in my belly. His free hand gripped the couch arm, knuckles white, as his cock leaked steadily.

"I'm so fucking turned on right now, I feel like I might be leaking. Is there a wet spot?" "Hard to tell," you said. "Black fabric isn't showing well on camera." "Are you hard?" She asked you.

"You're so wet." "I'm wet for you," she gasped, locking her gaze with mine as she pushed down harder against me. "Look at me, Jess. Don't look away." She increased the pace, grinding her pelvis against mine with force. The constant friction on our clits was too much to handle. Mable’s breath hitched, her eyes widening as she shuddered violently. She let out a loud, broken cry, coming hard right over me, her wetness soaking into my own skin.

My mental health was already down the drain. “How bad is the snow?” Nadya tried to change the topic and I could tell she wanted to put me at ease. I just wanted to sleep. “Nadya. I'm fine. There's a blizzard coming so… I'd really like to start a fire to warm up. I'll start going around the town in the morning after it's cleared up. Love you. Bye.” I blew a kiss and hung up before she could say anything. Fucking finally. The silence after hanging up was…holy.

The filthy wet sounds from my drenched p*ssy surprised me . the wet warm fluid coated his fingers as the rest drenched the silky sheets . He smiled devilishly as he inserted his coated inside my mouth. "taste yourself ,you are so amazing Ava ". "He unbuckled his pants . The d*ck print on his briefs clearly showed he was huge. " you are way too big " " I have watched you take bigger d*ldos ". "Those are different " "Show daddy just how much you want him "

"Look how wet her cunt is for us." I was soaked. My pussy clenched and unclenched around nothing, thick ropes of wetness gushing out of me, running down my ass, dripping onto Korr's chest. The smell of my own arousal flooded the room—musky, sweet, desperate. My clit throbbed, twitching with every heartbeat, the sensitive bud peeking out from between my soaked folds.

"MM!' She moaned in his ear. Alayna immediately began moving her hips without even taking a moment to adjust. 'By the gods did she get soaked beating on the twins?' If you've ever had sex in the water or shower before, let me tell you, there's obviously a different sensation between her being naturally wet and the water. If anything the water actually seems to dry things up so to speak. (Not literally but it's almost as if it waters down her natural juices, for instance wet your hands and rub them together, at first it's wet but dries up rather quickly. What I mean is you can definitely tell the difference between naturally wet and something else such as water.) Christopher couldn't help but

Amanda accepted him muscle per muscle until they reached their peaks all the while the lukewarm water poured down on them. Amanda, from wrapping her legs around his waist, lowered herself on the floor. Soaking wet with the water, she managed to break a pleased smile before stepping out of the box. Deep inside, three words were bubbling up. She knew she had to say it, but she couldn’t. Not now at least.

, I whispered, pouting my lips with my eyes closed still waiting for the kiss. " No, dumbass. Wake up, you are going to be late for school", he screamed in my face. I frowned, that sounds like my mother. Splash! " What the fuck!", My eye shot opened and I sprang up from the bed. My brain was still trying to process what just happened. My pyjamas was wet then it clicked, my mother poured water on me. Thanks to my slow morning brain, I just realized that. " Language Sebastian", my mother frowned to which I snorted.

It has always been him, I have never for once thought it could be anybody else. There he was, looking like he just came out of the shower, with water dripping all over his hair, I couldn't but continue to stare like my life depended on it. Jake still looked the same. That same boy I had a high school crush on is right here looking at me like I was a stranger whom he just met.