Sex Stories Sleeping Novels & Stories

But never had I heard of wanting to have se8x with a sleeping person. I had laid in bed waiting for him, listening to my heart thump. It was exciting being with him, but when he wanted to try something like that? I got worked up and spent the entire time he was out of the room trying to settle myself down. I was supposed to be asleep after all. I positioned myself with my face towards the door, so he could see my sleeping form when he walked back into the room. I knew I wouldn't be able to hear him since there was carpet everywhere.

As I moved towards the master bedroom, I could hear the sounds of pleasure and ecstasy slipping through the gap of the door. Looking thrоugh the little gap by the dооr, I saw my fiancée on all fours with her ass in the air, getting fucked dоggiе style bу Ellen, who had on a strap-on dildo. Selena's hands were tied and hooked up to the poles by the head of the bed. Mу fiancee has a small fetish about being tired and rendered immobile or rеѕtrаinеd. Once ѕhе iѕ, she's willing to go along with anything you want. She really gets turned on by it.

As their orgasms abated, Damon rolled to the side between both women, who curled up on either side of him, and all three fell asleep. ⸻ The smell of sex hung heavy in the air as Damon opened his eyes and stretched his arms over his head. Both women were still asleep with him in the middle. Bree’s arm lay draped across his chest, while Julia’s hand rested on his upper thigh with her fingers lightly gripping his soft penis.

Each roll of my hips sent sparks of pleasure rushing through me until I was undone completely. “You look so damn sexy on top of me,” Sebastian groaned, gripping my thighs. The pleasure became unbearable; in a few more moves, I saw stars as I reached release, followed by a loud groan from Sebastian as he emptied himself into me. I leaned back against his chest, panting hard. “Ready for round two?” he asked, flipping me onto my back. I was—ready, and for many more rounds that followed. Once sleep finally enveloped me, I was trapped in my dream in a locked room, being the same woman with ginger hair and chocolate eyes I have seen before. I still couldn’t solve the mystery of why I kept seeing h

‘Looks like you could do with an early night, sweetheart,’ said Jackie, and Dr Wray nodded. They did just that, hitting the sack at about ten—a good hour or more earlier than they usually did. In spite of the fact Marsha knew Jackie wanted to make love (she could tell by the way she kept snuggling into her, spooning, left hand creeping higher to cup one breast through the satin of her teddy, the right snaking much lower), Marsha was asleep not long after they climbed into bed. She never heard the sigh of frustration from her partner, nor the quiet moans as Jackie pleasured herself, laying next to her. All Marsha knew—and wanted—was the embrace of a different kind of lover: the blackness of s

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

He moved silently to the bed, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight streaming through the windows. Emma’s heart pounded with terror and lust. Alex was barely two feet away, breathing steadily in deep sleep. Marcus didn’t speak. He simply pulled the covers back and climbed between her legs. Emma wore only a thin tank top and panties. He ripped the panties aside and buried his face in her pussy, licking her with long, hungry strokes. She bit her pillow to stay quiet as his skilled tongue flicked her clit.

I fiercely sauntered out of the bedroom, shirtless, my head tilting in the direction where my room was, my eyes darted at the door of my bedroom where Zara was sleeping tonight. “Yes, you need to do something, Xander. Stop tormenting me and your hard dick! We need sex, Xander! Go to her!” Hector growled restlessly and my eyes glowed out of greed and lust when they pierced through the door of my bedroom where Zara was. My body was in heat, and my dick hardened further.

I was breathing slowly and evenly, completely knocked out after the marathon of that raw rough sex with those long massive cocks I took in the night. And Kai on the other hand just lay down in the fresh bed he made him self after taken off the cum socked one, but he was still unable to find real peace this night. He tossed and turned, the images of the night replaying relentlessly in his mind, the hot raw rough sex together with all my loud moans, and the way my pussy always stretched around the stranger’s longer cock, how I had even begged and screamed while being double-penetrated, how I was praising the stranger’s long cock and still asking for more of it and how I had squeezed my own tit

I can see the disappointed expression on his face "I know, you must not understand what partner sex is, right?!" "I know, Sex friends." He answered my question correctly, his voice sounded sad "That's right, you're smart huh." He hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder "So warm." he said making my heart very touched, my hands tightened the hug around his waist. We hugged warmly in the toilet waiting for the pain in my hole to go away, then I fell fast asleep in his warm embrace which made me very calm.