Sexy Bed Time Stories Novels & Stories

Lauren pov I woke up to James grinding against me from behind, his cock already hard and pressing between my ass cheeks. The sheets were warm, and the morning light filtered through the curtains of our hotel room. He didn't say much, just pushed my thigh up and slid into me slowly, filling me with that familiar stretch. I bit my lip and pushed back against him, letting him fuck me in steady strokes while his hand reached around to rub my clit. It felt good, lazy morning sex, nothing rushed.

I paused for a moment, collecting my thoughts. “Would it be okay if I sat?” I asked, keeping my voice soft. She blinked, considering, then shifted forward a little, making just enough room for me. I sank down beside her, feeling the mattress dip under my weight. Sea’s face remained expressionless, but she held her teddy closer. I cleared my throat, the words almost catching. "Would you like to hear a story? I know one about a brave princess who fought off the night demon.” Her eyes darted up to mine, doubtful. “If it’s boring, don’t bother. I’m not really a fan of bedtime stories.”

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

Once setting the firewood in place, making the dark room glowed through the orange flame and prepared enough heat to keep the small cabin warm all through the night, she sat by his only son, making herself and her rounded belly comfortable in the soft bed. "My son, it is time to go to sleep. Now, what stories do you wish me to tell you? I have many already prepared for you. Is it about a king? Or how vampires or the werewolves come to exist? Or a princess who falls into a deep slip after being prick by a cursed needle? Which one would you like to hear, my love?" The young boy looked like he was thinking rather hard and his eyebrow scrunched, figuring what stories would be good. After a few m

Of course you want to see that. I swallowed and smiled a little at Asahd who smiled back. “Now we eat, then we sleep. After that, we wake up at around eight or so, and shower. Then we make love until we pass out. Perfect plan isn’t it?” he said and I giggled. “Indeed. I’m gonna love this night,” I smirked at him, my cheeks burning because of my evil plan. ′I’ll do it. I have to. I just have to. Once I start, it’s gonna be easier for sure. I’ve read many erotica novels. I think I can try and do same, right?

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.

The clock on the bedside table read 11:47 and it was probably the longest time Amelia had ever slept in for. Sebestian had been gentle and kind with her, the way they spent time breathing in each other's scents and how he'd held her felt too good to be true. This could be the exact what she'd been dreaming of, and she didn't want to go back to her old life, ever.

But suddenly, I felt a cold hand glide down my back. A shiver ran through me. “Mmmm… Alex, I’m tired…” I mumbled, half asleep. “So am I…” he murmured in my ear. “But it doesn’t seem like you’re planning to sleep…” I retorted. “Did you know that…” He began whispering in my neck. “Sex helps you sleep better…” He kissed my nape softly as he continued speaking. “It completely relaxes…” A shiver ran down my spine like an electric shock. “Every muscle in your body…” My entire body was pulsing now; the sleep had vanished.

They fucked for hours that night. Slow and deep. Hard and rough. He took her on the desk, on the couch, against the bookshelves, on the floor. He fucked her ass for the second time, slow and careful at first, then harder when she begged. They tried positions they hadn’t done before. He made her ride his face. Made her sit on his cock facing away from him while he played with her clit. He came inside her, on her, in her mouth — multiple times throughout the long night. By 3 a.m. they were both completely spent. Quinn lay on top of him on the couch, naked and covered in sweat and cum, head resting on his chest.

The little girl in the bed giggled as her father tickled her Adam Hale was alive and well and was sitting at the side of his daughter's bed, he kissed her forehead and tucked her into the princess pink blankets and got up to turn off the lights. “One more story daddy please” The little girl whimpered. Adam just smirked looking at his daughter and tried to con him into telling her another scary story. “Nice try, that was the eighth story that I told you since I came into your room an hour ago. Now go to bed little one, I love you.”