Wet Through Panties Novels & Stories

Jillian Don was in a hot pursuit on that wet, stormy night with the bad boys on her tail. She had a gunshot wound and was gasping for air trying hard to keep running. She was about to give up when a car stop beside her. " Hey jill, let me help you " The man said urgently with shaky voice. " Who are you ? " Jillian asked him wanting to be sure he's not one of THEM. " I'm Jack mayor " She heard the man says before passing out on him.

CAUTION: This is an R18 EROTIC DARK ROMANCE COLLECTION containing multiple RAW LGBTQIA+ STEAMY STORIES. Built For Sin will meet you dry and hand you imagination to leave you soaking wet, hard as diamond and rutting like an Alpha. Clicking on read will take you on a journey to either press your thighs together or use a vibrator; suffer in hard silence or stroke your hard dick faster with lubricant. Since you read everything above and are still reading, I guess you want to volunteer as tribute to this world of perversion. Welcome, sinner.

She thought the worst thing that could happen to her had already happened. Her husband. His assistant. Eight years of marriage quietly falling apart on a Tuesday afternoon while she was at work. She was wrong. Evelyn Harper bought the house on Harrow Hill to disappear. Remote. Abandoned. Cheap enough to make her laugh out loud at two in the morning. She should have asked why it was so cheap. From the very first night, something in the walls knew her name. Evelyn. Low and unhurried. The way someone speaks your name when they have been waiting a very long time to say it out loud finally. Then came the touch. Fingertips, cool and deliberate, ghosting along the inside of my thigh. I shifted, half asleep, my legs parting before I could think better of it. The touch climbed higher, slow and patient, tracing the seam of me, circling the ache that bloomed hot and sudden between my legs. I was embarrassingly wet, instantly wet ,hips rocking into nothing, chasing the sensation. Then she knew that; Something ancient lived in that house. Something that had chosen her specifically. Something that had been waiting for her bloodline for over a century. And the lonely man who follows her into its darkness may be the only thing standing between Evelyn and losing herself forever. Some houses don't just haunt you They own you.

“Can you feel that?” “Paula, this is not right,” He tries to deny the spark between us. “But it feels right, right?” “Damn, Paula,” “Please, Sergio. Don’t deny us this,” He growled, and before I know it, he grabs me on my wrists and smashes his lips on mine, me hard. I place my hands on his face, participating in the . Our tongues bump against each other, fighting for dominance. He moves his lips down to my neck and sucks on it, sending chills down my spine, and my panties are already soaking . I let out soft , grasping into his arms. He runs his tongue on my face and stops on my ear, nibbling it, and whispers: “We can’t do this, baby girl.” Argh, so disappointing! He sits back in his seat and starts the car. It is only a matter of time before he gives in – he just needs a little more time.

Sinn was one of the few omegas in her pack, that is, the only one, who did not care about the opinion of others, nor did she allow herself to be abused, although the Pack bitches tried many times. The men just wanted to get into her panties, trying to break her down with the chores that were too much in the pack house, although it was impossible, given that the now older Alfa Markus, who only had a daughter, Anna, and who was Sinn’s age and was her best friend, he didn’t love Sinn as well as Ana, he couldn’t allow that, because his daughter would strongly object. That’s why the girls practiced together, with the goal that Anna, wanted to protect her friend, which made Alfa even more resentful, afraid of endangering his position, which none of them thought of, but he looked at it differently, waiting for the right moment to get rid of her, without anyone suspecting him.

"Mr. Hill, I feel so itchy! My dad has already left, so hurry up and scratch my itch for me with your finger!" At the dining table, my friend, Leon Shaffer's daughter, Maya Shaffer, has had too many oysters, causing her hormones to go out of whack. As such, her libido has risen considerably. Maya is wearing a miniskirt at the moment. Right now, she's parting her legs in front of me, revealing her white panties seductively. I'm used to not feeling a woman's touch all year round. The sight of the young woman's most private parts makes my heart pound wildly and my blood sing in my ears. So, I respond by freeing my manhood from my zipper before wagging it at Maya. "There's nothing good about my finger! Why don't I use this willy of mine for the job?"

Warning: Extremely explicit sexual content. For adults 18+ only. Scorching tales of forbidden temptation. Stepbrothers who cross every line, best friends’ dads who take what they want, professors and students burning after hours, fake dates that turn dangerously real, rivals who hate-fuck their tension away, and strangers trapped together until control snaps. Slow-burn tension, raw power play, and irresistible cravings that refuse to stay hidden. If you love the thrill of breaking rules and giving in to what you shouldn’t, this collection will leave you wet and breathless.

I shouldn’t get wet at the thought of my step father, but I do. It all started the day we had a business meeting. I work as an intern at his company and I couldn't help but imagine his long slender fingers f*cking me.  My name is Emma and no, I am not a pretty model queen. I am what you call a geek, a nerd and a wallflower.  But this wallflower wants to get bent over on his table and will do anything to be his slut. Even if it means getting my mother out of the way.

Every story pushes deeper into the darkest taboos — stepfathers breeding their barely legal daughters, twins fucking each other raw, priests ruining virgins, mothers corrupted by their own sons, brides fucked on their wedding night by the wrong men, and families that no longer hide how much they crave each other’s bodies. No limits. No shame. No pulling back. Just pure, dripping, addictive filth that will leave you wet, guilty, and begging for the next sin. Once you open this book… there is no closing it. Welcome to your damnation. Which story will break you first?

The sexiest, rawest, and darkest erotica collection is here and readily available to spin your world and leave wet spots between your legs. Welcome to the home of the craziest form of love you have been searching for. This Erotica Collection is written and curated for your wildest fantasies🔥🔥🔥 Built in with all the sneakiest love bites you've always wanted to experience. Grab your lube, oil your fingers, let's be raw and sexy everyone!! Warnings: 18+++++ LGBTQIA+, Chains, gags, whipping, bloodplay, breathplay, Dominance, Submission, Control, Blindfolds, handcuffs...