Wet Secrets Novels & Stories

The moment he stepped closer to me, I realized this could never be a police officer. Police officers are not usually this handsome and fit. Fuck, I couldn't believe who I was seeing. Bishop! The Managing Director at Wet Nights Club. Wet Nights is an elite club for mostly the top citizens of the states. I've been hearing about Wet Nights and I've dreamt of working at the club as a performer because I heard they pay their dancers very high. But it's not easy to get a job at Wet Nights. Though, it's a popular club but it held a lot of secrets, secrets that shouldn't be known outside the club. Due to their delicate nature of treating their clients with secrecy, they're being extremely careful ab

And why did they need a pepper spray? Wolfie took a whiff of the contents, but didn’t feel like snacking on any of it. They both settled onto the grimy floor and tuned in to their surroundings. All seemed quiet, but Leila didn’t want to overstay her welcome. She inspected the watch - an elaborate monogram GSW etched into its 18K gold casing with a warm hue and hints of red. The dial was plain white with no brand name to speak of. Leila couldn’t help but wonder if this watch was hot merchandise by any chance. Perhaps even the pepper spray belonged to some lowlife thug who couldn’t afford a proper firearm. But that was absurd - proper murderers don’t bother with trinkets like this. And besides

My swollen nipples ached, a faint dampness leaking from the heat surging through me. "Look at you," he rasped, eyes dark with hunger. "On your knees in my office, choking on your father-in-law’s cock while your husband's probably wondering where you are. You're my dirty secret aren’t you? Now, beg for more. Tell me how bad you need it."

I began, my voice shaking a little at first. “It started about a year ago and it just keeps getting worse. I get these waves of uncontrollable arousal all the time, even when I’m not thinking about sex at all. My pussy just starts getting wet, really fucking wet, like I’m in heat or something. Sometimes I’m sitting in class trying to focus on a lecture and suddenly I feel it start dripping down my thighs. I have to excuse myself and run to the bathroom just to wipe up or change my panties before it soaks through my clothes. And the wet dreams… every single night. I wake up humping my pillow like a desperate little slut, sheets completely soaked underneath me, my clit throbbing so hard it act

The wet sounds of pussy and cock filled the air constantly. They rotated endlessly. Ava started with Lena, pushing her onto her back and scissoring her, their wet pussies grinding together as Lena moaned Ava's name. Ava's fingers found Lena's clit, rubbing it in tight circles while they moved faster, the slick sounds filling the room. Lena came hard, her body shaking as Ava kissed her through it.

His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, sliding down to cup her ass. “You’re so wet already,” he groaned, fingers slipping between her legs. “Fuck, baby… did you miss me that much?” he asked, clearly aroused by how soaked she was. Isabelle moaned as he pushed two fingers inside her. The wet, squelching sound was loud and obscene under the running water. Ethan unknowingly pushed Vincent’s cum deeper into her pussy. “You’re so fucking slippery tonight,” he whispered, pumping his fingers faster. “I’ve never felt you this wet.”

"Tell me how fucking wet you are right now. Tell me your fingers are sliding in and out of that sloppy cunt right now. Tell me how much you want me." There was a wet, obscene sound on her side — the unmistakable noise of her fingers pumping into her soaked pussy. The sound was clear through the thin wall. Loud. Desperate. Real. "I'm… I'm dripping," she whispered, embarrassed and horny as hell. Her voice was shaking. "I can't stop… I've never been this wet… I'm soaking the sheets… my fingers can barely keep up…"

“My wife is right down the hall. You don’t want her to hear what a slut her new maid is, do you?” I shook my head desperately, biting his palm to stay quiet. Each savage thrust pushed me harder against the counter. His balls slapped against my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me. He was so deep, so thick, stretching my already abused pussy perfectly. Derick fisted my hair and pulled my head back, forcing me to watch us in the mirror. “Look at you. Getting fucked like a dirty secret while my wife works twenty feet away.” The risk made everything hotter. I came hard and fast, my walls clamping down around him as I sobbed against his hand. My legs shook violently. Derick didn’t slow dow

I feel my pussy gushing out my liquid. My squirt doesn’t stop him. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. "She's close," he says. "I can feel her clenching around my fingers." Jake pulls out. His hand fists in my hair. "Get on the couch. On your hands and knees." I obey. The leather is cold against my knees. My hands. My nipples brush against the material. I feel exposed. Vulnerable. Two sets of eyes on me.

She's completely unpredictable! After I nut in her warm, wet mouth I clean her from head to toe. I brought her the Pure Seduction bodywash, lotion, body spray, shampoo and conditioner from Vicki's Secrets I knew she would love it. Afterwards I dressed her in a SpongeBob pajama tank and short set & fuzzy socks. Carrying her back into the room and sitting her on the clean bed. Nae was watching TV now, and smiles when she sees us.