Sexy Sleep Stories Novels & Stories

Marcus just chuckled and ruffled his hair. "Wait till you're older." That night, after the kids were asleep, Sarah found herself pinned between Adam and Marcus in their bed, Jeff's mouth working a bruise into her thigh. "Thought we were done?" she gasped as Adam's teeth grazed her collarbone. Jeff's laugh was dark. "Never." Lia's voice crackled through the baby monitor...."Daddy, I had a bad dream." Marcus rolled off with a sigh, but not before palming Sarah's breast.

Anthony lay beside me, both of us staring at each other like nothing else in the world mattered. There was something different in his eyes. That wasn't just sex. Maybe it was because I had finally gotten my man back. After everything, we found our way back to each other. A smile spread on my lips, my eyes fluttering shut. Anthony chuckled. “Falling asleep again? Thought we would be at it all night.” I laughed. “What's the rush? We have tomorrow, and every day after that.” He coughed, the sound biting. I snuggled closer to him, ignoring the piercing silence that followed. Today had been one hell of a day. Good sex was the only sleep pill I needed.

he breathed on her hair. “But it felt so real.” Sasha mumbled. “It’s just a dream,” he repeated, kissing her forehead, “try and sleep some more, there are still more hours to dawn, you will be going to the office and I won’t want you looking stressed out.” Sasha nodded and placed her ear to his chest to listen to her favorite lullaby which is his heartbeats that always put her to sleep when she was stressed. She counted each beat in her heart as she tried to wave off the thought of never being this close to him again when he finds out about her affair with Craig. Not that she would call it an affair, she was drunk and the best word should be raped.

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.

Spurts of warm cum hit my inner walls. Tired, I lay on the ground panting. Finally, he was— A yelp escaped my throat when he raised me, only to plunge his still-hard dick into my used hole. Shit. --- I couldn't tell how long we'd been doing it, but the next time I woke up, I was lying on an unfamiliar bed. A glance outside showed it was nighttime already. "Fuck!" I facepalmed. Who in this world faints during sex? No one, I tell you. But you can't blame me for that. The vampire king had enough stamina. It made me weep, thinking of all he had put my body through.

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

She was being used from both ends, her body shaking with the raw power of it. The sound of skin hitting skin was loud and messy in the quiet room. Her pussy gripped Jax tight, squeezing him with every deep thrust, while she sucked Marcus hard, her eyes rolling back in her head. Leo was right there too, his hands rubbing her clit and squeezing her bouncing breasts, making sure she was feeling everything. The heat was exploding inside her. Jax started to move even faster, his dick hitting the back of her pussy over and over until she couldn't take it. She felt her body snap, her pussy pulsing in hard waves as she had a massive climax. Jax roared and came deep inside her, his hot load filling h

SEX STARVED HOUSEWIFE & HER STEPSON _____________________ Sabrina My thighs moved against each other, rubbing my sensitive clit and a moan almost slipped past my lips. I was so damn horny. Probably shouldn't have read that spicy book my best friend, Sloane, recommended last week but I was bored. And the sex scenes had been filthy, dirty—god, I wanted that for myself. It’s been months since Graham touched me and over three years since I've last had pleasurable sex.

“Thanks for bringing me home. I think I should sleep some more.” "Ok," Felix says, flopping down on the bed again. "Go ahead. And when you're done with your power nap, you can finish telling me your theory about how a rapidly deteriorated hotel is connected to some fairytale. Sounds riveting." He puts his hand behind his head, getting comfortable from the looks of it.

Sean looked so stunning in my dream; his eyes were filled with love as he looked at me. That gentle gaze probably held some magic spell because I melted like wax against candlelight, suddenly forgetting all of his sins. Smelling that musky scent of his body, I got drawn to the comfort I missed for a couple of days already. I snuggled into his chest, and his arm wrapped around me tightly. The last thing I remembered about that dream was when he kissed my temple before I drifted off to deep sleep.