Novel & Cerita Sexual Bedtime Stories

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I sighed. His black loungewear contrasted with the cream-colored bedsheets. I walked over, gently plucked the book from his grasp, and held it up with mock disapproval. I sat beside him and suggested, "Instead of reading, how about I tell you a bedtime story?" Amusement flickered in his eyes. "That drink is hitting you pretty hard," he said with a smirk tugging at his lips. I waved away his comment and patted my thigh invitingly. "Come on, it will put you to sleep fast! Don always liked to rest his head on my lap, and often fell asleep like that..."

I waited for my legs to stop shaking before laying there as though I am lifeless. After that orgasm we both had, he lay us back in the bed kissing. "I hope daddy gets back soon" the last thing I say before dosing off to sleep. ******* (Lizzie POV) I'm in a strange bedroom, lying on my side on silk sheets. Suddenly it comes rushing back: sex in the forest, the cabin in the woods. I move my arms and abruptly realise they're tied above my head.

“I’ll tell you lots of stories until you fall asleep.” Her little nod nestled into the crook of my neck. And just like that, my world stopped spinning. I tucked her into bed beside me, wrapping the covers around her small frame. She curled into the pillow with expectant eyes, and I began to speak—spinning a tale about brave princesses who conquered beasts with the power of kindness, about noble knights who protected those who couldn’t protect themselves. As I spoke, her eyelids began to droop. Her breathing slowed. The weight of the day finally began to lift from my shoulders, replaced by the soft, rhythmic rise and fall of her chest beside me.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

My aching cock! I watch TV until about 11 p.m. and then unable to keep my eyes open, I give up and go to bed. All this sex has completely exhausted me and I have no idea what time they'll will be back. I take a minute to retrieve the condoms from the nightstand, leaving just one pack of three and stashing the rest in a drawer on the other side of the room. Stripping naked, I crawl under the sheet and I'm out like a light almost before my head hits the pillow. I'm completely out of it, no dreaming or anything when I hear giggling at the foot of my bed and voices shushing each other.

I said to her at one point, unable to hide my suspicion. “I’m not,” she said simply, offering nothing further, walking away before I could ask anything else. That evening, once Ava had finally fallen asleep after insisting on three extra bedtime stories, I found Sienna curled up on the small couch in the sitting room, a cup of tea warming her hands. “Long day,” she said, making room for me beside her. “Long few weeks,” I said, sitting down close enough that our shoulders touched. “Three bedtime stories tonight?” she asked, smiling slightly. “She’s negotiating you up every night.”

His eyes slowly traced over every curve of my body, making my skin tingle under his gaze. “Lie down on the floor,” he repeated. I slowly fell to the floor as I placed my back and lie down. He walked closer and crouched beside me. “I’m going to show you hell baby, you're going to see heaven and run." he said as he planted a kiss on my forehead. He walked back and took a pair of my stiletto heel and placed its head between my legs. “You’re dripping already,” he said as the tip of his fingers touched the lips of my wet pussy.

As she settled in beside him, Theo snuggled close, his small body seeking the warmth and comfort of her presence. "Mama Hazel, will you tell me a bedtime story?" Theo asked, his eyes filled with anticipation. Hazel smiled, her heart swelling with love for the sweet boy who had captured her heart. She began to weave a tale of magical adventures and brave heroes, her voice soft and soothing in the quiet of the night. As the story unfolded, Theo's eyelids grew heavy, his breathing slowing into the steady rhythm of sleep. Hazel watched over him, her hand resting on his back, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest with each breath.

I said assuringly. “No. I don't wanna stay alone." She begged, dragging my wrist. Realizing that there was no other way I could leave the room, I came up with an idea. ‘I’m going to tell her a story until she falls asleep!’ "Okay, Marissa, you know what? I have enough stories to tell you, tonight! Do you wanna hear it?” “Yes!" She answered enthusiastically. "Then, climb into bed ASAP!” I said eagerly as both of us crawled into bed, throwing the covers over us.