Wet Secrets Novels & Stories

"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

The Alpha and Luna would be there like they always were when it was a pups first time shifting. I slowly finished my shower, got ready for the day I was about to face. I glanced at my phone with no missed calls or texts from Jackson. I sent him a quick text telling him I loved him and I just wanted to know if he was ok. Nothing back as I stood there just holding my phone. A tear slid down my cheek. I had the worst gut wrenching feeling in my stomach.

I never do. “Yea, real estate, clubs and some other things.” She tilts her head. Still digging. “Some other things like what?” she asks shyly. I lift her chin with my wet finger, smirking. “You always ask questions in the shower?” “We’re both naked. No secrets.” She whispers I move under the stream, let the water beat down over my head, eyes locked on hers. “Then tell me your secrets,” I whisper. She looks away, blushing. “I don’t have any.”

“Sucking your friend’s husband’s dick has always been what you want huh? You love being my dirty secret, don’t you?” I nodded frantically, humming around his cock. My fingers found my clit and rubbed fast circles while I worshipped him. The bathroom filled with the wet sounds of my sloppy blowjob and my muffled moans. After a few minutes he pulled me up, spun me around, and bent me over so my hands braced against the tiled wall. He kicked my legs apart and slammed his cock back into my pussy in one hard thrust. The water made it even sloppier—loud, wet slapping sounds echoing off the walls as fucked me from behind.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

The door swung shut behind them and the sound of the hallway disappeared. The Wet Room was different. Brighter. White tile from floor to ceiling, wet with condensation. A wide bench in the center, padded with vinyl. Shower heads on the walls. A full-length mirror on one side. The air was heavy and damp and smelled like soap and sex. They were alone.

“So fucking wet for me.” She kept fingering me until my moans turned high and desperate. Then she pulled her fingers out, stood just long enough to shove her jean shorts and panties down, and kicked them away. Her pussy was smooth and glistening, visibly soaked. I reached for her immediately. She climbed back onto the bed and spread her legs for me. I slid two fingers through her wetness, then pushed them inside. She was burning hot and tight. I fucked her slowly at first, then faster, watching her face while she moaned and gripped the sheets.

Or, if I was being honest with myself, a way to stop feeling so powerless while I waited for a reply that might never come. My thumb moved almost without thinking. I opened the browser on my phone and stared at the empty search bar. The cursor blinked at me, steady and patient. After a long pause I typed the words carefully, almost as if writing them down made the question more real, more solid: WHAT DOES IT MEAN FOR A LADY TO BE WET DURING SEX I hit search as the results loaded in a cascade of blue links and bold headlines. Some were clinical, filled with medical language about arousal and bodily responses, blood flow, lubrication, the body’s natural preparation.

Okay, so maybe that drawer wasn’t going to hold any secrets she’d be interested in. “Third time is a charm,” Violet whispered and opened the last draw on the left side. “If I was an alcoholic,” she breathed when she saw all that it held was a large wide bottle of something no doubt alcoholic and a couple of glasses. “Damn it,” she said and turned to the right side and opened the first drawer. It was filled with blank paper and note pads. The second jerked with a loud knock as she tried to open it. Locked. Licking her lips, Violet once more glanced back to the door then down at the drawer. The keyhole was obvious. She wasn’t sure how she missed it.

she looks so cute with her shyness. Why do my sexy beast looks so beautiful in this midnight today???? "Aiden stop....!!!!tsk tsk...."She whisper yelled at me. But I didn't stop because i can't. I want to feel the warmth of her lips and taste it. She closed her eyes and tried to turn back but i grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards me. **************** Lara's POV