Wet Novels & Stories

Wіth a whіmреr Rori changed thе angle of her hірѕ and the tір оf hіѕ сосk ѕlірреd inside hеr wеtnеѕѕ like a hоt knіfе thrоugh whірреd buttеr. In a mісrоѕесоnd Cаѕеу was ѕесrеtеd in hеr ѕеx, hеr already wet сlіt nеѕtlеd аgаіnѕt thе hаrd bone of hіѕ реlvіѕ.

Jessica walked out of the bathroom, her wet clothes were on the floor. Her eyeballs were affected from being exposed in the water. She look at the mirror, and sighed down. The back of her neck revealed a scratch, she tried touching the open wound as she stimulate to the pain. she look at the mirror not believing what she just saw, she started awkwardly at the mirror when the scene reveals back what she just encounter. ( FLASHBACKS) Jessica dives into the water, she bubbles out air which she stops holding breathe.

"I knew that pretty mouth would be great at cussing the first time I saw it." My shivering has nothing to do with the water. "Not to sound like an asshole, but just one picture, just one." He pleads and I look at him like he's crazy "I look like a drowned rat." "You're wet, but you're far from looking like a drowned rat. Please? Just one? You won't even be looking at the camera. Come study at the diner. Bills on me for three trips." That sounds enticing but ... "I'll wash your car." "Do you even know how to wash a car?"

Mark asked, his voice sounded like granite scraping against tiling. “I’ll have the Mediterranean salad. You know I’m on a diet,” she said decisively as she closed her menu. She was not poised enough to lean over Mark to examine his menu. “What about drinks?” Dominic asked. “Vera?” “Tonic water,” she answered. “That’s not a drink,” Dominic said, boldly putting his arm around her and resting his hand on her waist. “That’s an ingredient for a drink.” “I like it,” Helen said, looking up into Dominic’s eyes and forcing the two of them into an intimate invisible bubble. “It’s sweet,” she breathed.

“Maybe I can help upstairs? There’s only three of you anyway” “Five new staff members are on their way here. Each of them are accompanying the guests from the main island so all you need to do is relax and watch tv here. There’s also a gym across the hall, the door before our underground exit if you want to do your cardio or lift some weights” “Lots of activities down here as well I guess” “Just relax and try to do some meditation, It might help you with your memory”

she replied, then said more loudly, injecting more firmness and confidence, “Yes, I want this.” The words were barely out of her mouth when he devoured it again. She was wet and ready when he slipped into her and the missed familiarity of her heat had his head reeling, had him pausing and taking a shaky, quivering breath.She shivered underneath him and that shiver seemed to reverberate through him. Riri found herself clutching and holding on to him when he began stroking into her with rhythms she'd spent most of her past nights dreaming about. He glided into her with moves that were neither slow nor fast; her wet, soft core aidi

Rileys eyes blinked open. She felt groggy and unsure of her surroundings, just like every other time she woke this past week. She couldn't remember where she was, she felt dirty and cold, she couldn't even feel her wolf Ava anymore. Her flesh burned with every movement she took. Was this a dream? Had it all been a dream? She looked around and noticed it was a dark room with no windows, like she was in a basement. The room felt wet and cold. She lay on a bed and noticed a metal chain attached to her ankle. There was a bedside table next to her with a glass of water and a bucket next to the bed.

By then, Rex had finished off the wolf in front of him, and he turned only to see the wolf he had injured baring its teeth at him and Olive's orange and white fur coated with blood on the side. Rex took down the wolf, shifted into his human form and went to Olive. By then, Victoria had shifted back to her human form, bleeding from the deep claw cut on her side. Four deep lines of torn flesh on her side with blood seeping out. She was in pain and was shaking.

How can a phrase so corny get to my tingling balls so much? “You are damn sopping wet, baby. Are you ready because it’s going to be a fucking wild ride?”

I opened wide and let the warm liquid drip into my mouth while it splattered over the bed. I broke around Mr. White's cock, cumming with a shaking orgasm while he emptied every drop inside me. When he pulled out, his thick splurts slid down my wet body, and I collapsed to the bed soon after. Spent. Broken. Wasted… but, noticed!