Sexy Bed Time Stories Novels & Stories

"I want to stay with you now. I miss you so much." "I know, sweetheart. How about Mommy tells you a really fun story? You get some sleep, and when you wake up, I promise I'll stay a few extra hours with you. How does that sound?" "You promise?" "Pinky swear!" I cross my fingers and kiss them. "Okay." I help him get comfortable in bed and sit in a chair to start telling him the story. "I want the story of The Girl with the Red Hood." "Oh wow, that's not exactly a bedtime story, Alex!" I grumble. "How about something more…"

Leo said. "Hey, why are you surprised? People our age do need stories like that. Don't tell me this is your first time hearing such a story," Alana guessed, making Leo burst into laughter again. "What kind of story was that? It sounded like an erotic tale in my ears," Leo said, causing Alana to smirk. "For me, it's a bedtime story suitable for our age. Haven't you ever tried it? You can fall asleep soundly after being pampered with such stories," Alana asked, making Leo shake his head.

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.

"Mommy, can we read two stories tonight? Not just one?" I raised an eyebrow, fighting a smile. "Two stories? You're getting greedy, mister." "Please?" He deployed the full force of those brown eyes, the same ones I saw in the mirror every morning, now weaponized against me. "Okay, two stories," I conceded, already reaching for his current favorites. "But no more sneaky requests after that, deal?" "Deal!" He snuggled closer, small fingers tracing the illustrations as I read about dragons and knights, magical forests and brave adventurers. His commentary grew slower, sleepier, until finally, his breathing evened out against my shoulder.

I nodded and followed her to our little angels' room. Samantha tucked in Poppy, and I tucked in Violet. Poppy and Violet couldn't sleep without listening to bedtime stories, especially Poppy. I brought out the story we'd be reading tonight, "The Christmas Cookie," since Christmas was just a few weeks away. Samantha and I started reading the story, making it more real by adding sound effects with our mouths. Our little angels giggled, "awwn" ed, and pouted their lips until they fell asleep.

he whispered, stroking my hair. “What just happened doesn’t change that. It was hot… but you’re still mine. I want you for myself now.” We fucked again — slow and intimate this time. He made love to me until neither of us had any strength left, whispering how beautiful I was, how perfect I felt, how much he loved watching me lose control. As we lay tangled together, drifting toward sleep, he kissed my ear and whispered: “I have a surprise for you tomorrow. One you wouldn’t be expecting.”

He brought me into a huge room, with a huge bed , the lighting was dim, and there was a hanger filled with sexy lingerie, something toys and some toys and oil, this must a more cutesy sex dungeon cause there wasn’t much of anything. “ you might choose to do what I want you to do, or you can sleep here for the night and leave Tomorrow or just leave now, that’s all on you, but I’m willing to pay you €500000 for it” I almost choked on my saliva hearing what he said. “ WHAT!” “ I don’t like to repeat myself” “ do you want me to kill someone or something why so much money?” “ I want you to sleep with me and my brothers, we are three, right here, are you willing to do so, if you’re not I’ll still

"Such a dirty little fake. You wanted this so bad, didn't you, Jay?" "Fuck, yes, Jake, please," I whined in my sleep, my body arching off the mattress as he teased my sensitive skin with a vibrating wand until I was crying out his name. "Take it," he whispered softly, driving a thick dildo deep into my core and spanking my ass with a loud clack until I was writhing against the sheets. "Ah, ah, fuck," I gasped in the dream. And the worst part was that I loved every single second of it. I snapped awake, gasping for air, my heart hammering against my ribs.

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

This is the witching hour. I hear the sheets move at the stir of a body. The bed creaks, feet pad close. The curtains pull aside, open to the dark and the warmth of the room. Of him—bed and sleep heated. I know that smell well; so many nights I’ve lain beside his sleeping figure and inhaled the air he exudes in sleep. Heat and sweat and sweetness, redolent of the weight of dreams. He slips in beside me, letting the dark into my little light hidey-hole. The rain has stopped. The moonlight shines on him and silvers his naked body, rendering his brown flesh pale.