10 Rules For Sleeping Around Novels & Stories

I don't stop; I just run. RULES LEFT UNBROKEN; 1) no sex 4) one on one; no introducing friends 5) 1 year max 6) one date per week each 9) the unsuccessful mate loses bond but no falling out between family members 10) no boasting, bribing or blackmailing.

I said. I massaged my forehead as I thought of the third rule. When I got it, I smiled. “Rule number three, you two would have to set times for yourselves.” “What do you mean?” Alpha Darwin asked. “What I mean is that, you two would have to plan on when to spend time with me. The time of the first person shouldn't clash with the time of the second person. It should be in form of…” I trailed off as I tried to think of the right word for it. “…shift!” I recalled. “So, if one person spends time with me today, the other can do the same the next day. If this person sleeps on my bed or spend the night with me today, the other can another day. These are the rules,” I said and they sighed. “So, are

“True.” I folded my arms. “But if we’re doing this, we need rules.” Raid groaned dramatically, falling back on the bed. He looked like a kid in timeout. “Jesus. Of course you’re a rules person. Fine,” he sighed. “Hit me.” I straightened slightly. “Rule number one. No sleeping around.” Raid blinked, shooting up from the bed so fast I thought he’d break his back. Dramatic much? “That’s your first rule?” “Yes.”

But still, his mind kept nagging at him that she was different from the other women he slept with. "What are you doing?" He chastised himself for his uncharacteristic behavior, running his fingers through his sleek hair. He had three rules that he followed to avoid complicated relationships. He had never believed in commitment, marriage, and love. First, he did not do sleepovers. He never brought any woman to his home. Lastly, he never slept with the same woman twice. "But why is she here?" He wondered what made her different from the other women he had slept with. For some reason, he had already broken two of his rules. Then again, he might have broken his last golden rule if he had not sto

He drawled. “No.”I declared. “Fine. Let me add to the rules then, I cannot share you, Aurora. You’re not allowed to have a second sex buddy.” I nodded because that made sense. “Same goes for you too. While we still have this going on, I should be the only one you’re sleeping with and if you one day, you find me less attractive and you get a better option, let me know ahead of time so we can end this. If any of the rules is broken, we would end this immediately.”I informed him.

“You like that baby don’t you? You like when I fuck you like a slut. The second rule was way too beneficial for me:No limits. I let him do things like choke me and tie me up, use ice cream, sex toys and I didn't mind it one bit. My thighs trembled, trying to close around him, but his other hand stayed firm on my throat, so I couldn’t look anywhere but at him. “You feel that?” he asked. “You’re dripping.” “Fuck—” He pulled out at the last second, stroking himself hard before he came all over my tits and stomach. He wasted no time grabbing his boxers and trousers. “Go write your test, Emilia,” he said, his voice already returning to the Raffaele I was used to. The third rule was understandable

In races, fights, life — fear gets you killed. Rule 5: Never start a fight. Count to ten. Walk away. Breathe. But once the first punch lands? Rule 3 applies. Rule 6: Fuck and leave. I never bring a girl home. That’s what hotels are for. No sleepovers. No cuddling. No breakfast conversations where I pretend to remember their name. No drama. I make the terms clear upfront. Efficient. Clean. Necessary. Rule 7: No condom, no sex. Money and fame breed insanity, especially in women. I’ve seen girls try to steal used condoms, spit cum from their mouths into containers, and punch holes into condoms. Like getting pregnant is a winning lottery ticket. Not happening.

"Rule no.1: You will show utmost respect to my family members and anyone I will ask you to. Rule no. 2: You will stay in your allocated room and will only leave it with my permission. You are not allowed to roam around freely. Rule no. 3: You will not try to tempt any more men. This is not the outside world where you can sleep around. Rule no. 4: Don't ever talk about any of the men you have been with, in front of me or anyone else for that matter. Rule no. 5: You will do exactly as I ask you to. Failing to follow any of these rules and I will punish you severely." The anger rose inside me like molten lava and I felt like a fu*king volcano, ready to burst open. Who the hell did he think I wa

Only my favorite seven, eight rather, are exempt from that rule. They are my little harem, and I get to unleash my very sinful pleasures on them. The only rules they have to follow is to never spend the night, and never touch any of my belongings without permission. I do not care about them enough to know their names, so I just call them numbers. It is a very straightforward arrangement. They provide me with pleasure, I provide them with luxury. Nothing else gets involved. Having the honor to be with me is only an added bonus for them.

"Rule 4: Sexual proclivities and preferences will be revealed and not remain a secret. No member or non-member may force a sexual act on members or non-members who are not willing." "Rule 5: If Members or Non-Members revoke the understood consent, sexual acts such as those listed in Rule 1 are to be ceased immediately and the aggrieved member is to be allowed to remove themselves from the situation." He looked around and settled on Kelly, who continued to look up at him. He winked and continued. "Rule 6 is our oldest one," he said. "Rule 6: First timers are not allowed to participate sexually unless they have an official STD test from an actual medical doctor and bring proof of this with the