Naughty In Bed Novels & Stories

“Fine, don’t ask. Watch the one the sender sent to you first. Take notes of the background, the room, and the bed. Let me know what you see...some of the guys have been to Nate’s a million times to know what the interior of his room looks like. I’ll ask them.” I nod, and Ian gets up to give me some privacy. He hands me pair of ear pods. “Listen for sounds, voices, background noises. Anything that sounds familiar.” *** The video starts. A windowless room bathed in dim light comes into view, its focal point a large bed dressed in dark sheets against a wall. I didn’t notice all of this when I innocently clicked then watched the first five seconds months ago, immediately closing it the second I

Shine moaned, her walls fluttering. He growled low, pounding faster. "Shit, you're milking me—gonna make me cum too soon. Up—on the bed now." He scooped her up, carrying her to the king-sized bed, tossing her onto the sheets. Shine felt like a proper slut as she spread her legs, fingers circling her clit. "Come on, Gilbert—fuck your naughty girl. Make me yours forever." He climbed over her, cock nudging her entrance. "Beg for it. Tell me how bad you want my dick."

But here we are. --- COLLIN’S POV. I woke up, staring at the unfamiliar surroundings. Shit! It was Nayla’s room. I had fallen asleep here last night. I got up, glancing at her scattered bed. What do I do? I had to take care of this mess because if she returned to find her bed covered in my cum, what would she think of me? A freak, I guess. I made a quick phone call to a bedding company, taking a picture of her bed and sending it to them so I could get an exact match. I didn’t care if she suspected they were new; it was better than her walking in on the mess I made.

I say and immediately he gets up to his feet and carries me to the bed. He gently places me down and I stare at him still in my oversized shirt and panties, I beckon for him to come and he does, he takes my shirt off and pulls off my panties. We stare at each other, completely naked on the bed. This bed…my mom and Jason’s bed is about to become a part of our forbidden games. The thought sends my juice sliding down my inner thigh…

He chuckled as he unbuckled his pants and let them fall, surprising me when I saw that he went commando underneath all that crushed red velvet. “Let’s see…there was that time you stole eyeliner and let your girlfriend take the blame…tsk, tsk…or how about the time you cheated on your math final in the eleventh grade? More specific? Here’s one of my favorites…the time you experimented with your college roommate and she let you eat her sweet, virgin pussy. I rather liked that one.” He climbed onto the bed and I shivered. “How’s that for a trip down Naughty Lane?” By this point, Santa was completely buck naked and I could see every detail in the dim light of my bedroom from the thick pelt of hai

There was something about his dark side that called to me and my body couldn't help but respond in the nastiest ways. I rubbed my thighs together to create some semblance of friction, but he stuck his thighs in between them and pried them open with his thighs. Slowly, his hand crawled up my back and found its way to my nipples. I bit my lower lips, biting down the moan that lurked in my throat. He twirled my nipples between his fingers expertly and then pinched it hard. This time, I couldn't choke back the moan his fingers elicited. My body arched forward and my head whipped back, as I ground my nexus against his thighs, desperate for a release. He shifted his thighs backward, cutting off my

I knelt down and started crawling to the side of the bed so that even if he woke up, he wouldn't see my naked body. I looked at him and saw that I could grab my panties because only a small part of his hips was running through them. I started moving my hand to reach the panty. A little more. . . . It's coming . . . . I've touched your garter but I'm too shaky. I was pulling it out little by little when he suddenly turned sideways and ran over my hand as well! "Ohhhhh. . . ." It roared through my entire being! My brain doesn't want to work right now, I can't think of anything to do and I just want to scream.

Or the floor, or the ground, or up against a wall. I gave a tiny shudder and gave myself a concussion-inducing mental slap. I had to stop thinking about him in such an erotic way. He wasn’t my type and I was certainly not his. I’d seen him in the gossip pages, and at awards events, with blonde bombshells who looked so perfectly put together, they could have been supermodels. Some of them are supermodels. Interestingly, Niamh is a blonde bombshell with her white-blonde hair and stunning figure. I haven’t cracked any mirrors lately but I can safely say I do not look anything like a supermodel. Not even close. I fall into the category of a mousy girl next door. Or maybe a girl down the road, so

Carlos already asked Liyla to allow him take care of Natalya and Maddy himself but she declined, after finding out Natalya was behind the whole show in school Liyla decides to pay her an emergency night visit. Natalya stays with her parent in a classy duplex and she has a large room all to herself. The cold wind swiftly opened the curtains and brushed her face, the feeling made her cozy. Suddenly the blanket pulled away revealing her body but she didn't wake up, just then her body started moving as soft moans of pleasure escaped her mouth. The demon stripped Natalya naked without her notice before fu**ing her. But as soon as it pulled away from her she frowned in her sleep, squeezing her bre