Sexual Bedtime Stories Novels & Stories

However, with something on her mind, Thea tossed and turned that night, unable to fall asleep. Thorne pulled her into his arms and commanded dominantly, "Close your eyes, I will tell you a story." Then he went from Snow White to Pea Princess, from Cinderella to Thumbelina. Thea became more and more uneasy as she listened, “Why are all these stories about princes and Cinderellas who go through hardships and end up happily together?" Thorne said, "Because I liked it." Thea, “..." Finally, she felt a little guilty, “Why don't you go to sleep first? I really can't fall asleep."

Just as he approached a room’s doorway, he heard Tina and Kara’s conversation drifting from inside the room. “Tonight’s bedtime story is called ‘Tadpoles Searching for Their Mommy.’ The warm spring is here… A bunch of little tadpoles want to look for their mommy… After overcoming all the obstacles, the little tadpoles finally found their froggy mommy. Together, they lived happily ever after…” Tina’s tone was gentle as she read the bedtime story out loud from the storybook to her daughter. Kara lay in her arms, her heavy eyelids already glued together. She struggled to say, “The little tadpoles are very pitiful… I won’t be separated from you, Mommy… Even if we do get separated, I’ll find you

"Did you like it?" Story? All she could recall before falling asleep was something about an ant and an elephant… "Loved it," she replied with a playful smile. "You're now officially in charge of bedtime stories." Lucien chuckled. "So I have a hidden talent, huh?" He stroked her reddened earlobe with his thumb. "Then I'll tell one every night…" Cynthia froze—had she just handed him the perfect excuse to worm into their bed every night?

He sits on the edge of the bed. “Tell me a story,” I murmur. “It’ll help me sleep faster.” He looks away. “I’m not good with stories… but I'll try” He exhales, looking up at the ceiling. “Years ago,” there's a long pause. “Years ago, a family of three lived happily together.” His eyes meet mine again, and I try to hold eye contact. But my eyelids are already fluttering, and I can't say a word. “Until the mother and her son discovered something,” he continues. “Something that got her…” He doesn't look at me anymore. “The mother discoverered…” His voice fades into a low muffled sound. Darkness swallows me whole.

“What story do you want to listen to?” “Hmm….” She thought about his question for a long time but nothing particular came to her. After all, she had never listened to any bedtime stories growing up, as her parents were always busy, even at night. “If you kiss me again, I’ll tell you a story.”. “Hmm… muack.” She kissed him through the phone as the man asked. “A long time ago, there was this girl…” Sebastian’s voice was soft and comforting. “And?” Sabrina yawned.

“I’m gonna cum… fuck, Lucas, I’m gonna—” His body locked. A deep, guttural roar tore from his chest as he slammed into me one last time, burying himself impossibly deep. I felt him pulsing inside the condom, hot jets of his release. The vibrations of his orgasm echoed through my own body. I came a second later, my own seed streaking the comforter below me, my vision whiting out. He collapsed on top of me, his weight crushing, sweaty, and perfect. We didn’t speak. He pulled out, disposed of the condom, and then rolled off, dragging me with him onto the mattress. Within minutes, his breathing evened out into the deep, heavy rhythm of sleep.

She was ready, more than ready, to surrender to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown pleasures that Travis and Jenna promised. As their lips met once more, Sadile felt herself being guided to the couch, her body positioned between them, a willing participant in the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, the only light coming from the flickering flames of the candles Travis had lit, casting shadows on the walls, shadows that danced in time with their movements. Jenna's hands slid down Sadile's body, her fingers teasing the sensitive flesh between her thighs.

The heavy breathing of his brother's filled the room, their cocks twitching as they waited for their turn. Draven's pace turned brutal as the bed creaked under his movements. His chest pressed against my back as he leaned in, biting my shoulder. 'Take it all,' he whispered. I gripped the bedpost hard as another orgasm was building up. He felt it and ground against my spot. 'Come on my cock,' he commanded. My body spasmed under him as my cum pushed out of my body soaking the sheets even more "Ughhh", he groaned as he flooded me with hot cum, pumping deep until it leaked down my thighs pooling with my cum.

Lucas joined them on the bed, "Looks like our teddy bear is in for some excitement." They continued weaving imaginative tales, laughter filling the room, until Kai finally drifted off to sleep with dreams of daring teddy bear escapades. Eve softly kissed his forehead and whispered, "Goodnight, my little adventurer." Lucas smiled, "Sweet dreams, buddy." As they tiptoed out of the room, Lucas looked at Eve, "Our bedtime stories are getting more elaborate." Eve chuckled, "Blame it on your son. He's got a vivid imagination." And with that, they left the room, leaving behind the peaceful slumber of their little mommy's boy, surrounded by dreams sparked by their whimsical bedtime tales.

After dinner we retired to the suite. The kids bathed in the enormous claw-foot tub—bubbles up to their chins. Lucian read them stories on the big bed. I sat in the armchair and watched. When they were asleep we slipped into the master bedroom. Closed the door. Lucian pulled me close. Kissed me slow—deep, deliberate, like he was memorizing every second. I kissed him back the same way. We undressed each other without hurry. Fell into the silk sheets.