Visual Novel Bedroom Novels & Stories

Jenny turned back while stepping out. A devilish smile appeared in Austin's eyes while watching her make her way towards the bedroom. • • • Jenny opened the door when her eyes widened and her jaw dropped in shock. The bedroom is complete in red, damn. The room is decorated in red with some BDSM equipment. She looked around the room—it was completely red and horror-style. She blinked her eyes in confusion, and for a second she thought—she had come to some pub. There are red chairs and a huge bed in the color red.

Raelynn POV: I was back in the room again. My dark green eyes roaming over the familiar details of the room as my body sank into the comfortable bed. A heavy layer of grayish black paint coated each wall of the bedroom. Odd carvings and designs littered the walls that weren’t covered in paintings. While other paintings showed a gorgeous drawing of this man, some were detailed paintings of forests or mountains.

Step back into the room on the second floor. Before climbing the stairs, Carver inspected the room which intrigued him. The regular room has a king size bed with white sheets. Violeth also glanced through the gap in the cavity of the slightly open bedroom door. Violeth knew what a wide bed was for, she only glanced at Carver occasionally in silence.

She's an actress, and Annalia must be guarded at all times, regardless of how she feels. Adam laughs as he responds, "Also, don't say it as if your life is safer than mine." When Annalia heard out about that, she rolled her eyes. That is true. Her life is more dangerous than Adam's. They had finally come to a halt in front of a modern door made of dark wood. Adam releases his grasp on Anna and then proceeds to open the door. As she entered the bedroom and began examining the design of the space inside it, she coughed to clear her throat. The room is quite spacious, as is expected. There is a king-size bed in black, and behind the bed is a textured wall with large black rocks placed on it. On

Vanessa was in the master bedroom with the door wide open. I could hear the sounds of the toy moving in and out of her, it was mixed with her voice murmuring filthy things to herself. “Oh fuck… yes… right there…” My cock became hard instantly. I stepped into the hallway in just my boxers.As if drawn like a magnet,I moved closer. When I reached her doorway I stopped. Vanessa lay on the big king bed completely naked with her legs spread wide. Her big breasts shook with every move One hand gripped the sheets while the other worked a thick dildo in and out of her pussy.

She hadn’t made it this far in life by always playing nice. As soon as she knew it was safe as it was ever going to be to go snooping through the room undetected, she slipped in through his bedroom door. Not unlike the way he would creep into her bedroom at night. She gave up a few seconds to admire the room, though it screamed masculinity at its core. The walls were a mix of a chestnut-colored wood and dark green wallpaper. The bed was a monstrous four posted beast straight with room enough for a king and most of his harem. How many women had Grayson taken upon it? More importantly, would she one day get to join those ranks? Letting her into his bedroom seemed like a very intimate move tho

Leaning against my desk with my arms crossed, I ask, "What did your old bedroom look like?" "Even messier than yours," Lennox replies, flipping through a hefty graphic novel titled Duncan the Wonder Dog by Adam Hines, one of my favorites. "Nirvana and Blink 182 posters covering the walls, only school books scattered around, an expensive surround sound system, and a punching bag." He rotates the novel vertically as he flips through the panels. "In short, I was cooler than you." I manage an irritated smile. "It's like you're intentionally trying to get kicked out of my bedroom or something."

“Don’t worry about that dear, just traitors being punished” he lies, I take a deep breath stopping myself from reacting. Acting like nothing transpired, sliding in his keys and opening his room door. His room is elaborate, making me reconsider if he may be right about being in a high position. The bedroom has its own living room plus a bed by the side. He comes behind me so close my ass is touching his erection I feel utterly disgusted. I step forward gliding my hands through the shelves of a picture of him and a few other art pieces.

I’m so out of my element with this situation that all I can do is watch the man close the door behind us. The room is large with a big king-sized bed. It looks like something you’d find in Victorian times with its lavish interior and mosaic walls decorated with painted men and women in various states of dress. There’s a wine bottle, glasses, a tray with condoms on a nearby table, and what looks like drugs. The girl strides up to the bed and stands beside it with a nervous expression. “How would you like me, master?” She mutters in a breathy yet husky voice that makes every part of me vibrate with desire.

infact, I didn't actually see shit because I was terribly blinded by animal lust and I had just wanted to be fucked. Seven fucking orgasms later, my eyes were clear and I could notice the surroundings around me. As expected...not surprised at all, his bedroom had dark aesthetics, but not as much as his bathroom. And again, his bed was bigger than normal...triple king sized. Five people of the same size as I could sleep on this bed and there would be enough space for extra two. He carefully placed me on the bed as I continued to check his room out. He had a standing shelf by the corner, surprisingly, filled with with books. Hmm, never thought, he read books.