Sex Dream Story Novels & Stories

And I agreed with him, We are good, I like him, we are good friends, Luckily, I didn't tell him I had a hardcore sex dream with Samuel, I bit my lips, "It's delicious," I took a big bite of scrambled eggs, "It's normal, eat slowly," He took out the breadcrumbs from my chin and lower lips. "How was your night?" "Nothing special, Aurora wanted to have..." He smirked, and there my eyes went wide. "What, SEX?" "What? NO?"

I was given space, and since my head was such a mess, I decided to go to sleep, which proved to be a big mistake. The second I closed my eyes, sexy dreams where Kai played the starring role hit my mind. I couldn't fucking stop thinking about that sexy dragon! We were having wicked sex. I was dangling from his arms, forced to suck his cock. Then, in another scene, he was eating me out as if my pussy was tastier than the most delicious of all pies in the world. All my dreams were dirty. Every. Single. Scene. Was this what mating fever did to a female werewolf in heat?

I want the real thing, right here. 'Wait,' I whisper, my voice husky from their cocks stretching my throat. I sit up slowly, knees drawn to my chest, feeling the mess on my skin as I meet their gazes. 'I... I want to watch you two. Fuck each other. Like in the video. Jake, fuck Alex. Please.' The words tumble out, bold and needy, my cheeks burning under the cum splatters, but the thrill of voicing my fantasy makes my clit pulse. Alex's eyes widen, a flicker of surprise mixing with that dominant hunger, while Jake's lips curl into a wicked grin, his cock twitching back to life at the idea.

He had to work, as he always did, on slowing down and getting the timing correct. After two hours he was satisfied. He tumbled into bed, falling asleep within a minute. His dreams were pleasant, mostly involving a cute girl that kept trying to get away. Every time he dragged her back with the rope around her middle. Sabrina's dreams were pleasant also but highly erotic. She was tied up lying on her side on a table. A stranger kept asking her if she wanted to fuck. When she said no, he approached either her open vagina or open mouth and used them as hard as he could. It felt wonderful but he would always stop before she reached orgasm. After a great number of penetrations, he finally went too

"Get some sleep. Because in the morning, I'm waking you up with my tongue between your thighs, and then we're spending the entire day in this bed." I smiled against his chest. "Promise?" "Absolutely." His voice dropped lower, darker. "And tonight was just the beginning, Sienna. I have ten years of fantasies to work through. We're going to be very, very busy." I fell asleep in his arms, thoroughly satisfied and already anticipating round three. After ten years of wanting Derek Morrison, I finally had him. And I was never letting go.

Dream said and started to tell her mom stories about school which Yara didn't understand fully because Kenzo continuously fondle her body. "Sweety, it's past your sleeping time, you should sleep now." Yara said after an hour of talking to her niece and an hour of torture with Kenzo's playfulness. "Ok, mom, where's dad?" Dream asked. "I'm here, kitten." Kenzo said. "Night Dad, night Mom. Love you both." Dream said. "We love you too, kitten. Sleep tight." Kenzo said and hurriedly ended the call. "Shall we continue?" Kenzo asked smiling naughtily. "You and your dirty hands!" Yara said and hit Kenzo with the pillow. Kenzo laughed and catches Yara's hands then laid her on the bed. "I can't stop m

"Not my fault you become so antsy after the deed." "The deed?" I asked incredulously. "Is that what you call sex -- the deed?" I shook my head. "There are a myriad of names you could have used, like slapping skins, boning, making love . . . anything, but. . . the deed." I finished scornfully.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!” The warm liquid spilled on my stomach, Anthony collapsing onto me. My mind reeled. Two nerve-wracking orgasms and the body of the devil disguised as the sexiest man was too much for my drunken self to take. So once more, I drifted into unconscious. As the darkness enveloped me, I heard his voice, like something warm wrapping around me. “You are my doom.” I smiled. What a beautiful dream this has been! ********** If I ever got the opportunity to change the world, the first thing I would take away is hangovers.

A hunger neither of them had spoken aloud until recently. It started with late-night conversations whispered in the dark. Fantasies. The idea of a threesome came not from desperation, but from something shared and genuine, a desire to deepen their bond, to explore edges of themselves they hadn't touched before. And yes, they had kids, but this wasn’t about escaping routine. It was about reconnecting with each other, differently.

‘That’s insane’ My mind was still in shock at what I had heard as I drifted off to sleep. That night I had the most amazing sex dream I’ve ever had. I imagined it was me on the other side of the wall and I woke in the middle of the night covered in sweat with a different sort of puddle on the bed. ‘I can’t’ I thought to myself. Followed by ‘£600 a week and my car will be paid off in no time!’ I fell asleep, my head still spinning.