Sexy Sleep Stories Novels & Stories

Chapter 3: MY BEST FRIEND’S DAD IS BREEDING ME ON THE KITCHEN TABLE WHILE HIS WIFE AND DAUGHTER SLEEP UPSTAIRS The sleepover at Sophie’s house feels normal on the surface. We gossip, paint our nails, watch trashy movies, and laugh like the best friends we’ve always been. But underneath my innocent smile, my pussy is still throbbing from Professor Langdon’s cum drying on my thighs earlier. I’m addicted now. The riskier, the filthier, the better.

“Oh god… fuck me, Mr. Collins… please! Give me your cock!” My fingers moved frantically, curling and thrusting while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. I was so close, moaning shamelessly now. “Yes… deeper… fuck your little virgin, Mr. Collins!” The bedroom door suddenly creaked open. Ria stood there in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, arms crossed, an amused smirk on her lips as she watched me finger-fucking myself desperately. “Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.”

I signed for the plain brown box quickly, trying not to look too eager and carried it straight up to my room, locking the door behind me. I sat on the bed and tore the package open. My new thick veiny dildo, it was even bigger and more realistic than I expected, two slutty lingerie sets…one black sheer babydoll and one tiny red crotchless teddy, the upgraded ring light and the sturdy tripod. My pussy clenched just looking at it all. I was soaked again. I snapped a quick photo of the opened box and sent it to HotFantasy88. **Me:** It came. Look what I got 😳 The big one is huge. I’m so horny right now after all that stress.

EMMA My body felt boneless, utterly spent, yet glowing with a deep, satisfied warmth I had never experienced before. I lay sandwiched between Sarah and Jake in the middle of the huge bed, our skin slick with sweat, cum, and pussy juices. My head rested on Sarah’s soft, heaving breasts while Jake spooned me from behind, his softening cock nestled against my ass and one strong arm draped possessively over my waist. The room smelled like sex—musky, sweet, and filthy. The only sounds were our slowing breaths and the occasional soft kiss pressed to bare skin.

Larissa's sleep quality improved significantly. Nearly every night, around 11 pm, she would begin to feel drowsy, and within a couple of minutes of closing her eyes, she would fall into a deep, dreamless slumber. She would wake up to the warm glow of daylight, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.

I know she's better off without me, but I need her around to keep me sane and distract me from my dangerous life, at least that's what I tell myself. Ever since I was a child, I've been plagued by these nightmares. Horrific images and sounds would haunt my sleep, leaving me exhausted and on edge. But the first time I fucked her, something changed. Suddenly, the nightmares weren't as intense, and I found myself sleeping better than I had in years. I can't explain it, it’s probably the sex, at least that’s what I try to convince myself.

he gasped, hips jerking as he spilled into the condom, every twitch of her orgasm milking the release from him. He collapsed over her, panting into her neck, the scent of sex thick in the air. They lay tangled in sweat and heat, chests rising and falling in sync. Outside, the city shimmered. Behind glass walls, the lights were still on. Perhaps someone across the way had watched. Mia smiled to herself. Let them.

But the hangover was just an excuse. What they really craved, what they’d been dreaming about all night, was exactly this kind of uninterrupted sex in the hot spring. Lukas was right between her spread thighs, the water churning and bubbling around them as he gripped her hips and slid his cock back into her. The water sloshed and gurgled with every pump of his hips. Kayla smiled up at him, biting her lip as she gasped. “Mmm, isn’t it nice to fuck me slow and deep like this sometimes, little brother?”

Eyes flew open, blurry in the moonlight. What the fuck? My body rocked, something thick pounding inside my pussy, filling me hard while I slept. Panic hit, but pleasure twisted with the ache his cock already buried deep, thrusting slow and rough, walls clenching around him slick. I gasped, hands pushing at shadows, but Jax's eyes locked on mine, green and hungry in the dark. He smirked wicked, seeing me wake. "Shh, baby, feel Bestfriend's Brother's cock using you," he growled low, voice thick with lust. His hips snapped harder now, cock slamming deeper in my core, pain blooming fresh from the surprise stretch.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Warning: this story is in the 'incest' category. As a result, the mother and son in this tale might have a relationship which you might find unsettling. At the end, when they kiss each other goodnight, neither of them has to go to another bedroom. The father already sleeps there.]