Kissing Bed Novels & Stories

"Because I want to fuck you properly. On our bed." I leaned forward to kiss him again, slower this time, my breasts pressing against his chest. "Then what are we waiting for?" We barely dried off before Alexander carried me to the bedroom, my legs wrapped around his waist. He tossed me onto the massive bed with a playful growl, following me down and capturing my mouth in a searing kiss that left me breathless. "Turn over," he commanded. "Hands and knees." I complied eagerly, positioning myself as ordered. Alexander's hands smoothed over my ass, kneading the flesh appreciatively.

I nodded and bit my lip as a small blush formed on my cheeks, feeling nervous about navigating the first hurdle of asking one of them to share a bed with me. “There’s a guest room on this floor or two more on the second floor. I was going to ask Kane to stay with me tonight.” I replied, seeing the surprised look on Kane’s face from the corner of my eye. Cadmus nodded and moved my hair away from my face as he leant down and kissed me softly, his lips moving with mine in a slow tender pace that left me pouting and wanting more as he pulled away. They all kissed so differently and it was incredibly addicting.

Our mouths remain locked as I navigate toward the bedroom, my senses heightened by the intensity of the moment. I lower us onto the bed, savoring the taste of her moans and sighs as we kiss. Her lips are addictive, clouding my thoughts with pleasure. The weight of our bodies causes the bed to dip, our movements synchronized as our mouths continue to explore each other. This sensual harmony elicits a frustrated groan from me when I'm forced to break away.

the Beta mate suckling on my breasts like a madly hunger driven newborn, quickly crawled up and shut me up with a hungry kiss as I quickly got up to sit on my ass against the headboard of the bed. “Oomph, oomph, oomph !” my muffled protests got lost in the wilder intensity of the kiss while Dominic was quick to spread open my legs and push two of his bony, long fingers in my s*x. Ravishing my lips like a hound let loose and grinding his hips to rub the monstrosity tucked in his slippery soft pyjamas over my body, Kai finally let go of my stinging lips and hovered his face, inches away from mine.

My body is pressed together in a way that I know where we will be in a few minutes, especially if we keep kissing like this, we will both be hard. I stop the kiss, and push him away slightly, because Nate doesn't want to let go. I meet his confused gaze. — What is it, love? Don't you want to? — Of course I want to! — So, what is the problem? — Where will we do it? On the ground? — Of course not! — Another thing, whose house is this? Relax... This room has nothing, but the one next door has a great bed, an amazing bathroom with a tub for a relaxing bath, and...

Only this time we were both completely naked, in bed, and my beautiful daughter had her legs spread for me. Our lips refused to part. Christina's hand's gripped and released the skin at my waist rhythmically. Between kisses we both made tiny sighs and whispered 'I love you' at the same time. Almost as if reassuring one another that what was about to happen was ok. That we both wanted this and wanted the other to know it was all right. My cock hovered above her mound. Christina raised her hips from the bed to find it. My head bumped against her slit and our kissing grew more insistent. Our tongues dueled as our bodies writhed against each other.

That night Kathy and I had to share a bed again. Once the lights were out, the room became pitch black. She snuggled close. We kissed for the first time. It was tentative at first but soon our tongues were dancing in each other's mouths. I reached under her night shirt and pinched her nipples. My hard cock rubbed across her pussy as she squirmed against me. She kissed my neck, and then my chest and then lower. My cock slid between her lips.

she called out, her voice stopping him just as he reached the door. He paused, turning to face her, one eyebrow raised in question. "Yes?" Samira pushed back the covers and slipped out of bed, her bare feet touching the cool floor as she walked towards him. When she reached him, she stood on her toes, bringing her face close to his. There was a challenge in her eyes, a spark that had been ignited by the kiss they had just shared. Slowly, deliberately, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his, her kiss a soft echo of the one he had given her moments before.

This kiss is the only thing we can think of at the moment. As his tongue travels around my mouth, his breath goes into me, and my breath goes into him; we exchange bodily fluids, which is extremely sexual and stimulating. It brings me a sense of proximity and connection to him that I have never before experienced. When we can finally separate from one another, he takes me to his bedroom, wraps me in a fluffy towel and puts me to bed.

I whispered. He pulled away to look at me for a split second, then he pushed the blanket from our bodies and let it fall on the floor. Standing up, he leaned to take me in his arms like we were just married, and he was carrying me across the doorstep. He began walking, and I wrapped my hands behind his neck. “We will need a bed then,” his lips whispered before touching mine again. Somehow he climbed the stairs without falling with me in his arms while we were wildly kissing. He led me to a room at the end of a corridor and locked the door behind us before allowing me to stand on my feet again.