Sexual Bedtime Stories Novels & Stories

"Too scary daddy!! Tim declared and hid himself under the quilt. Lee followed suit. They covered themselves and didn't even let their head out. Junxie Li stood up and went away. The story was indeed scary and that was all he could think of and quickly made up to tell them. Aren't they the ones who wanted a bedtime story before they could sleep. He sat on the sofa in the sitting room. And less than twenty minutes later, Ms Diddy walked out of the room. "Are they asleep?" Junxie Li asked and Ms Diddy nodded. "Since I don't know which fairy story their mother told them halfway, I sang them a poem and they drifted off to sleep.

After finishing his own ablutions, he lay down too. Kevin opened his eyes. "Bro, can you tell me a bedtime story?" "Why do you have so many demands?" "But kids always need bedtime stories." Yosef huffed. "I don't have any stories." "I've already prepared one." Kevin reached out and pulled out a flashy-covered novel from under the covers, then handed it to Yosef, adding a thoughtful instruction, "Start reading from page thirty-two." Yosef glanced at the cover: "Falling for the Ice-Cold CEO in Ninety-Nine Days."

"No, Daddy. I promise." When I start to ride him faster, his eyelids droop, his hips rolling up to meet me, upper lip pulled up in a snarl. "I don't want to have to tell everyone how you've been teasing me. Sitting on my lap and twirling those pigtails around your finger. Changing in your bedroom with the door open. Daddy had no choice." My thighs start to tremble on either side of his hips. "Sorry. I'm sorry." "That's okay, little girl," he rasps. One big hand slides up under my nightshirt and cups my breast, squeezing it tight and pinching the nipple between two rough knuckles. "Having our nighttime secret is going to make it all better."

He said, "Babe, go to bed now and put your phone beside you. I want to tell a bedtime story to our babies." Lucy blushed. "Okay." She placed her phone on the bedside table, and Tobias told his story. He narrated it like he was chairing a business meeting. When Lucy heard it, she wanted to laugh. Then, she felt sleepy and slowly drifted off. After a long time, Tobias finished his story and said, "Are you listening, babe? Babe? Are you asleep?" He heard Lucy's steady breathing. He was on his bed, imagining Lucy by his side. A blissful smile spread across his face. Without him knowing, he drifted off to sleep as well.

She nodded earnestly, her little face serious as she scrubbed away. We then went to their room, where I helped them into their favorite pajamas. Zenith chose his dinosaur ones, while Zendaya picked her unicorn set. “Alright, into bed you go,” I said, tucking them under the covers. “How about a bedtime story?” Their faces lit up, and they nodded eagerly. I sat on the edge of the bed and began, “Once upon a time, in a vast and endless desert, there was a single seed. This seed was special because it had a dream—to become a beautiful flower.”

as he pulls out of me and walks to the ensuite bathroom to handle the condom. I move, but only to turn the bedside lamp completely off. He returns in a flash, getting onto the bed and yanking my back to his front without asking if it’s okay. His arm drapes over my waist as his hand splays against my stomach. His lips trace my shoulder blade, sending shivers down my back. “I hate to say this, but I took off the bowtie.” I giggle. “It served its purpose.” I snuggle into him. I’m so warm and tired, and I can feel sleep tugging me down. Before I give in, I say, “Gabriel?” “Hmm?” “I live in Seattle.”

The dimly lit bedroom was a sanctuary of sensual delights, where Aliyah and Logan had just finished making passionate love. Their naked bodies lay entangled in the aftermath of an intense sexual encounter, the sheets beneath them a mess of silk and sweat. Aliyah, her dark hair splayed across the pillow, breathed heavily, her eyes half-closed in satisfaction. Logan, his muscular frame glistening, rested his head on her chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heart as it slowly returned to normal.

he whispered, his voice barely louder than a breath, "can you read me a bedtime story, please?" A tender smile graced my lips as I reached for the book he kept besides him.I settled down on the edge of his bed, and the words flowed from my lips as I read about adventurous journeys and brave heroes. Noah's eyelids grew heavier, his breaths steadier, and I knew he was drifting off to sleep. Closing the book gently, I leaned down to give him a gentle kiss on the forehead. His muttered softly, "Thank you, Princess Nanny." I gave a wide smile and I rose from my seat, dimming the overhead light and leaving his bedside lamp aglow.

Since the electricity has no power for tonight, the only light that we have here in his bedroom is a small candle and a piece of a flashlight. My blood rushes through my veins when I lay my body on the soft mattress of his bed. It really smells like him. I know this is bad. So fucking bad and forbidden. But I can’t help myself but imagine lustful thoughts with him, especially that his scent is all over the cushion that I'm now wrapping around my body. “Are you feeling scared?” He asked me with his husky voice. He’s still in his khaki shorts and sweatshirt when he laid down beside me.

Some hours later:- Trisha closed the bedtime story book. She looked at her son, who was sleeping soundly beside her. It was their daily routine. Rain likes to hear stories before sleeping. Before, he didn't have to do that because back in their apartment, Rain preferred Zee instead of Trisha to read the story for him. "His mom doesn't know how to read the story in a cool way," he explained. Trisha pecked her son's brow, admiring his sleeping form.