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She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

I would be damned if I only instructed them and left. For a million years, my order would only accumulate dirt, as Ethan and Ezra would bury themselves in their video games and Emily would baby Penny. “Mum, tell us a bedtime story.” Ezra pleaded. Defeated, I began my tale of the legendary Wolf's King and his Luna. It happened to be their favourite story, and they never grew weary of it. In less than ten minutes, they were all fast asleep, like wasted adults. I tucked them into bed and watched them sleep for a while before turning off the light.

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She asked politely and I chuckled softly. "Are you a kid? Adults would want to be sent to bed after a goodnight sex!" I joked. "I just missed dad a lot and I want to hear one of the old stories he used to read for me." She replied and I understood her point after all, I've been in her shoes for the most of my life. "What stories do you like?" I asked softly. "Fairy tales would do." She replied. Since I didn't have any of such books at home, I brought out my phone and searched the internet for them. I let her select her choice before reading it to her.

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I rested my cheek on his shoulder and he started brushing his fingers down the length of my hair. “Yes, you do. Your eyes lit up the brightest when it was storytelling.” I laughed. “That’s because you played the characters so well!” His chest rumbled with his silky laugh, which was contagious—I couldn't stop smiling. I wish time would freeze at this moment. As I told him the stories I’ve read so far without him—‘The Arabian Nights’ and all the other classics I’ve poured a myriad of emotions into—, Hunter listened to every word. I mean, I'd like to think that he was.

She responded, and I could feel it; my heart swelled with happiness. "What story do you want us to read for you, Axel?" I asked the moment we got inside his room, and her mom reminded him to brush his teeth, and he was jumping while he went inside his bathroom while I took Megan in my arms, and we hugged each other until Axel came back, and he was showing us his white teeth. We read the stories of Jack and the Beanstalk and The Red Riding Hood, and then I smiled when he was yawning. "Good night, Dad and mom, and thank you, I am so happy tonight, and I couldn't wait to tell Kim that my mom and dad read me stories." He said, and I tucked him on his bed, and we kissed him good night.

It was happening. The next storyteller had arrived. Later that day, Hope and Ayden arrived with the twins for lunch. Ethan and Liana flew in from New York just in time for dessert. They all sat on the back deck, three generations deep, as Grace read the first page of her story aloud. “The flame was not like fire. It didn’t burn. It glowed. And everywhere she walked, people stopped and said, ‘Who gave you the sun?’” There was a pause. And then, applause. Genuine, gentle, awestruck.

Shannon's brow raised up as she stared from her son to his dazed look. Dennis must have sensed Ryan's uncertainty, because he scooted a little closer to him and said, "It's okay, Mr. Ryan. You can tell me any kind of story. Maybe even one that you liked when you were little." That seemed to break the ice, and Ryan let out a chuckle. "Well, in that case, I'll tell you my favorite story," he said, leaning back in his chair and clearing his throat. Ryan started as he told him about the story about "The Little Red Hen" by Paul Galdone.