Enchanted Erotic Bedtime Stories For Women の小説・ストーリー

Richard vibrated too and began fucking faster and with a loud groan from him, she felt his hot cum flush into her. He crashed onto her not too hard, his dick still inserted in her hole. They lay there quietly and she rubbed his back gently. Slowly, they drifted to a brief sleep as it was already a few minutes past midnight. “A penny for your thoughts pretty?” Richard asked as he pulled Solene into his body. They had woken up a few hours later and now it was 3 a.m. “I don't know. I loved what we did. It was beautiful and I can't even deny having needed it real bad. But if I get pregnant—” she said and Richard interrupted her.

She was already drenched, her slick coating her fingers the instant she touched herself. She began to rub, her eyes fixed on the scene inside. Every time Ryder drove into her mother, Ruth-Ann echoed the rhythm with her fingers. She imagined it was her on that bed. She imagined Ryder's large hands in her hair, his weight pressing her down, his cock stretching her open. "Oh yes!" Bethany cried, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Right there! Don't stop!" "Yeah... I'm close too," Ryder breathed, his pace unraveling, his thrusts tightening into something faster, more erratic.

The vibrating plug had been removed at some point in the frenzy, but the memory of its buzz lingered, making her inner walls clench involuntarily around the emptiness now. The women around her, the brunette with her piercings and the ebony goddess with those hypnotic curves, helped her up with gentle but firm hands, their bodies equally spent and shiny. They pulled her into sloppy, tongue-heavy kisses, their lips sliding wetly against hers, tongues delving deep to share lingering tastes of cum and arousal. "Next time, baby," the brunette whispered against her mouth, nipping her lower lip. "We'll break you properly." The ebony woman chuckled, squeezing Lara's ass one last time, her fingers di

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

Only the words “Valid for one weekend. Use once. Burn after.” She stared at the picture every night while her vibrator buzzed between her legs and her husband slept in the next room. The fantasies grew darker each time. Five strangers. A penthouse suite. No names. No limits except the safe word she knew she would never use. Just a weekend of being used so thoroughly she would feel them for weeks. Friday arrived cold and wet. She told her husband she was having a girls’ night in the city. He kissed her cheek and told her to have fun. She almost came right there in the doorway from the guilt and the thrill.

Kinks: Sleepy sex, somnophilia (consensual), edging, soft domination The room was bathed in shadows, the only light coming from the dim streetlamp outside, casting faint lines across the bedspread. Everything else was quiet, wrapped in a calm so thick it felt almost alive. She lay on the soft mattress, her body still and warm beneath the thin cotton sheet. The vibrator hummed softly between her thighs, its steady pulse a gentle reminder of the pleasure lingering just beneath the surface of sleep.

I don’t think Carrie realized she heard, and with my head between them, she may not have seen the grin. Just knowing that it would make her squirm, I moved my hand up and cupped Carrie’s bust while looking over her shoulder to see what they were reading. It turned out to be some pen and ink drawings of women in erotic poses. Some were nature scenes, others were of two or three people in various states of undress and in the midst of various sex acts. The one on the right page was a woman licking up the base of an erect cock of some unseen man. The woman in the picture was looking up at her man with a gaze of pure lust.

The bed creaked faintly, but I didn’t care, lost in the fantasy of him pinning me down, choking me, his cock pounding into me, his dirty talk in my ear. “Come for me, Vanessa,” he’d growled, and I was close, so close, holding my breath as I rubbed my clit harder, my fingers sticky wet and chasing my own release. I spread myself wider, adding a second finger, stretching as I imagined his cock, hard and filling me completely. “Fuck, Derek,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. The memory of his teeth on my nipple, his hand smacking my ass, pushed me closer. I arched off the bed, moaning louder now, my fingers plunging deep and curling just right as my thumb circling my clit in tight, desperat

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

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