Sexual Bedtime Stories Novels & Stories

I would be damned if I only instructed them and left. For a million years, my order would only accumulate dirt, as Ethan and Ezra would bury themselves in their video games and Emily would baby Penny. “Mum, tell us a bedtime story.” Ezra pleaded. Defeated, I began my tale of the legendary Wolf's King and his Luna. It happened to be their favourite story, and they never grew weary of it. In less than ten minutes, they were all fast asleep, like wasted adults. I tucked them into bed and watched them sleep for a while before turning off the light.

I had soaked the sheets down to the mattress. The faintest grin crossed Nathan’s face. “You need some kind of pleasure in your life. I can’t give it to you. Not like this. Remember all the fun we used to have? All the sexy shit we used to do.” A shiver ran down my spine as I thought about Nathan in healthier times. Our love life had never been an issue. No matter how broken we were, or how petty the argument, our sex life was something that never suffered. Sometimes we would fight over the smallest of things just to end up fucking like rabbits. It was a miracle I didn't get pregnant.

I’d wash them in the morning. This became a regular conclusion to our evenings. Alex would retreat to his room to do homework or relax. When he was ready to sleep, he would usher me in by calling, “Mom!, Goodnight Kiss!” He would be lying on his back in his bed waiting for me. I knew he was ready because there was a cute little tent formed in the bedsheet by his erect tent pole. I’d sit down beside him, slide my hand under the sheet, and stroke his penis. It didn’t take long. I’d only need to stoke him a few dozen times before he was cumming. It was all over in less than thirty seconds. He’d thank me. I’d give him a Goodnight Kiss on the cheek and go to bed myself. I’d wash the sheets the ne

He seemed just woken up. I stood up and lifted him. I slowly rocked him, put his head between my neck. "Not yet, Baby. Go to sleep again." "I can't, Mommy. I miss Daddy's bedtime stories." He murmured. "I'll just tell you a story." I sighed. "What bedtime story do you want?" "It's about the King and Queen. The King left his Queen in the war so the enemy got the Queen." What the hell. "Baby, why-" I stopped speaking when the door opened. He was surprised to see us. Reid dropped from my grasp and ran towards Wright.

Xavier said as I settled Loise in bed. “Okay,” I nodded, because I had something to ask him as well. I nodded and picked her bedtime stories. It was a Sleeping Beauty retelling. Xavier’s POV I never thought I’d attend a book reading, talk less of one for little children, yet here I was watching Nicole read bedtime stories about a sleeping knight and the princess who came to save him. “You do this to make her sleep at night?” I asked. “Yes, you should also try it since you have that thing… insomnia,” Loise said.

She cuddled into him again waiting for him to narrate. Kayden couldn't help but smile at her innocent request, his heart swelling with affection as he caressed her back with gentle strokes. Despite the exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders, there was a sense of joy in knowing that he could bring comfort and solace to his beloved wife, even in the simplest of ways. "Hmm... a story of Handsome and the female beast," he replied, his voice soft and soothing as he began to weave a tale to lull her to sleep.

Lauren says but she rolls over to make room for her half sister to lie down next to her. "Well, you know my opinion," Kristina says, pulling her knees up and spreading her creamy thighs for me. "Mine, too," I answer while aligning my cock between Kristina's glossy pussy lips. Lauren scoots closer and starts caressing Kristina's breasts as I slide my cock into her anxious pussy. "A bedtime fuck does sound nice," Lauren says quietly, obviously giving the idea more consideration. "Hmm mmm," Kristina answers as she wraps her legs around me and digs her heels into my ass cheeks.

She was so entranced watching the unraveling strings of Steven’s seminal fluid that she was suddenly brought back to the present when Steven quietly said in her ear, "I think it's time we got some sleep, Lara." She looked into his eyes, "Dad, I don't want to be alone tonight. Would it be okay if I slept with you, in your bed?" Without saying another word, Steven stood up and took her hand, leading her out of the hot tub and into the house. Lost in their own thoughts but still holding hands, they went into the master bedroom. Lara slipped silently under the covers. Steven watched her for a few brief seconds before sliding into bed next to her, pulling her tightly to him and spooning his naked

Luke joined us, kneeling and wrapping us both in his arms. “No monsters here, buddy,” Luke said, kissing his curls. “Only superheroes.” “I don’t want to sleep alone,” Eli mumbled. I exchanged a soft look with Luke, who only smiled and nodded. Then you won’t,” I said gently. We headed back to the bathroom, where I filled the tub a little more and slipped in with Eli resting against my chest, his breathing slowing as the warmth soothed him. Afterward, we all curled up in bed, Luke reading Eli’s favorite bedtime story; The Boy and the Silver Lion, a book Zephan had gifted him. Luke read out loud with that deep, calming voice our son loved so much. Eli nestled between us, eyelids drooping.

He missed her too much. Anthony was speechless. Charmine offered, “I’ll tell you some bedtime stories, then?” “Okay! Hehe!” Chris leaned into her arms obediently. Charmine then picked up a storybook with her clear voice ringing, “One day, Adam made a robot friend. The robot ran with him…” Her voice was gentle and soothing, almost hypnotic, so much so that Chris somehow fell asleep in her arms as he listened. Charmine put him down carefully and draped the blanket over him.