Sexy Sleep Stories Novels & Stories

The jealousy I’d felt earlier had completely melted into something hotter, something that made every touch feel electric. We came again and again. Different combinations, different positions. Sweat and wine and pure lust mixed together until everything blurred. Eventually, hours later, we all collapsed in a sweaty pile on the huge sectional and rugs. Limbs tangled and breathing slowly returns to normal. The fire had died down to glowing embers. I lay between Alex and Sophie, my head on Alex’s chest while Sophie’s arm draped over my waist. My body felt used and satisfied in the best possible way. “Best fucking weekend idea ever,” Ryan muttered sleepily from somewhere near my feet, making ever

I existed in a fog of pleasure, pain, and surrender. Slowly, I opened my eyes. The dim lights of the cage swam into focus. The beast was snoring deeply above me, a low rumbling sound that vibrated through his massive chest. He lay on his side, his huge body curled protectively around mine. Both of his thick cocks were still buried deep inside me, one in my pussy and the other in my ass. Even in sleep, he occasionally gave a lazy, unconscious thrust, his hips twitching as if he could not stop claiming me even while unconscious.

Lena said softly. “What gave you the impression it’s you am always waiting for “ Elias replied. “Even the sound of his voice stirs something deep within me.” She then walked into the house without giving him a response and went to her apartment without glancing back….she took a quick shower and laid down on her bed but we couldn’t sleep as her mind drifted to the sexy neighbour who moved in two weeks ago…though they have really made contact with each other but the tension between them wass frustrating, she tried playing games so she could sleep but it wasn’t working….she even tried counting sheep but it seems her mind was wide awake, then she heard a knock on her door and went to see who it

I was slow at first but my pace began to increase. Even though I tried everything; rubbing faster, pinching my nipples I couldn't seem to get off. The orgasm stayed just out of reach and I slowly grew frustrated and desperate. Sameal watched for a moment, his eyes dark with lust He climbed onto the bed, grabbed my wrist to stop me, and thrust two of his thick fingers into my pussy without warning. They were large, just like the rest of him, stretching me open instantly. A scream tore through my throat as i arched my back.

“Believe me, it’s not that bad.” At that moment, naïve Saïda tried to imagine what it would feel like and it sent a direct message down her spine and in between her legs. A sweet feeling she’d already experienced whenever with Noure. She was still human and her body had sexual desires too. She now was the one to control these desires. They returned to the campsite and joined the others once again who’d switch to telling scary stories now. Saïda felt a little more comfortable because the freaky stories had started making her feel a sweet swelling feeling down at her sweet folds, as well some moist feeling.

, he cursed as his hips bucked against her, once, twice and his cum shot up into her pussy in long warm ropes. Exhausted, Sreya fell on his chest, her breathing coming in short pants. After a minute, she whispered, "I hate that I always feel sleepy after sex". Xaver chuckled and placed a kiss on her forehead as he held her close.

"After they go to sleep. My bed. I am going to fuck you until you cannot walk straight." Sara kissed him back with equal hunger. This vacation had only just begun. And she was already completely addicted to the danger.

I stood up, freeing myself from the sheets I was tangled in, exposing my naked body to the morning sun peeking through the curtains. "Sophie..." "I'm awake!" I screamed. "Are you sure?” I didn't need to reply. My mother was too bothersome. I went back to the bed and sat, tracing a line over my wet pussy with my hand. I just had one of those dreams that always ended in amazing sex. I was slowly forming a habit of sleeping naked. I slowly began to dance in a sexy manner like a stripper. I cupped my breasts and played with them in front of the mirror.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

As the night deepened in the penthouse, Eli lay sandwiched between Zeke and Damien in the king-sized bed, the room bathed in the soft hum of the city lights filtering through the curtains. The air was warm, carrying the faint, lingering scent of their earlier sex—sweat, cum, and the earthy musk that clung to the sheets like a reminder of their tangled dynamic. Eli's body, still sore from the relentless encounters, was nestled comfortably between them: Zeke's muscular arm draped over his waist, possessive and grounding, while Damien spooned him from behind, his breath soft against Eli's neck. For a moment, everything was still, the exhaustion of the day pulling them into a fragile peace. But