Naughty In Bed Novels & Stories

“Baby girl, I’m an open book. If I want it, I’ll tell you. I hope you do the same. I hope someday I come home from work and find you spread eagled with your pussy wide open for me to eat for hours. Say the word.” Her cheeks were burning with his naughty words. She shook her head, admitting the filthy tongue was causing a reaction in her low abdomen. She waved at him, “get naked.” “Yes!” he fist-pumped the air and hopped out of the bed and stripped quickly, his boxers flinging across the room. He was already semi-erect, and he pumped his cock in his fist as he kneeled back on the bed. “Stay there,” he ordered as she started to move. “I’ll come to you.”

The bed was a lot bigger than the couch, which gave us plenty of room to maneuver in every manner of position. “What are you two schoolgirls giggling about?” I asked, putting on my underwear. I was comfortable in my nudity, but still preferred to cover up once the activities were said and done. “The video.” Melissa patted the bed on the other side of her. “Come watch. It’s really hot.” I climbed into bed and leaned closer to Melissa. The flowery scent from her shampoo mingled with the sweaty aroma of sex. With her nude form so close to me, I had to resist the urge to run my hands over her again.

A scream sounding somewhat like a moan comes from our room. I rush into the bathroom and the sight before me couldn't have been more beautiful. My mate,my innocent,sweet mate is touching herself. She is laying flat in the tub with the shower running. Her body is flushed as she moves her hand vigorously underneath her red lace panties. She looks so damn sexy yet so innocent at the same time. I just want to feel her every inch round me as I slam into her tight wetness. Snap out of it Mason. It's not the time.

They ate at the counter, chatting about random things—Aaron’s terrible cooking experiments, Maya sending baby photos every hour, work gossip. For a while, everything felt light. Later, after showers and changing into comfortable clothes, they settled into bed—Dianne on one side, Nadia on the other. The lights were dim, the room quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside. Nadia yawned. “I forgot how comfy your bed is.” “Don’t get used to it,” Dianne replied. “You’ll be kicked out tomorrow.” Nadia laughed, then turned serious. “You should call Roy.”

She remembered thinking she should go back upstairs. She remembered very little after that. The morning light came through curtains that were not hers. She lay still for three full seconds before she moved. Then she turned her head. Marcos was asleep beside her. One arm flung out. Breathing slowly. Lina sat up. She looked down at herself. At the sheets. At the room. Her dress was on the chair. Her shoes were by the door. She got up very quietly. She got dressed very quickly. She did not wake him.

A video in which the woman is nude and has a camera connected to her body. Seeing as how Remon is lying in bed unconscious, it's hard to argue that he's not awake. "Wake up, sleepy head," the girl in the video said sultrily, "give me five minutes, sweetheart, and I'll make your knees weak." As soon as I couldn't move anymore, I went to bed, where all of the commotion in the room appeared to fade away, and all I could hear was the voice in the video. Why do I need to see it?

I didn't go anywhere, just riding in the car on my way to your house. Nathan - Oh yes. This is a sign that I need to clean up my fucking messed up bed. I barely have time to process his message before another text pops up. Nathan - Oops! I just said ‘ bed'. I mean, I have to clean up my bed, I just want my bed to look tidy for you. I hope you didn't take it the dirty way. No dirty thoughts here, I promise. I know I can be a bit of a mess sometimes.

Chapter 30 Naunet's pov I sat on the huge queen size bed placed in the middle of the spacious and elegant room , everything in the room was brown, even the bed spread ,all looked new and shiny . If I wasn't sad and had a very messed up life ,then I would have admired the room , touched everything and even bounced on the bed like a kid ,but all I could do at this moment was cry .

Taking a large gulp, I turned to face my bed. Chasity Summers, the biggest whore in the pack, was currently sprawled out on my bed, naked. As much as I liked looking at her body and taking what I needed of her to release my tension, I hated the idea of her sleeping in my bed. She knew the rules. She accepted the rules. Except right now, she was breaking at least two of my rules.

The Guest Caught Me Stuck Under His Bed And Destroyed My Married Pussy I was completely trapped. Face pressed against the carpet under the king-sized bed, shoulders wedged tight, my short housekeeping dress bunched up around my waist. My black pantyhose stretched obscenely over my ass, the crotch soaked dark with my juices. My swollen pussy lips were clearly visible through the ruined fabric, dripping down my thighs. And Ryan Thompson was standing right behind me. “Well, well, well…” His deep voice dripped with dark amusement. “If it isn’t my eager little gym slut. Look at you. Ass up, cunt dripping like a bitch in heat, waiting for cock under my bed.”