Listen to our user submitted adult bed time story xxx, AI-narrated erotic story: Just For One Night 2…
I met Dale at my cousin’s wedding last year, and we had not seen each other for almost 15 years. We hit it off right away and stayed up late at the party dancing erotically, laughing, and drinking. We caught up about what’s been happening with our lives, if we’re married, any kids, careers, and all that other good stuff.
At the end of the night, we agreed to meet again the following week, but he had to leave early and didn’t stay at the hotel, so we said goodbye and I went up to bed. It was a strange feeling, like an erotic pull I felt towards Dale. Maybe it is just because I’ve been single for a couple of years now and he’s a very good-looking man. But whatever it was, it worked.
It’s magic, and for the entire week we texted when we could. We had joked about booking a hotel through our flirtatious conversation, but it seemed we both thought the other was only half-joking. In the end, I asked him outright if he wanted to. We could book a hotel to meet halfway, as we live about 140 miles away from each other, in a long-distance erotic romance.
The week passed slowly and it was difficult to focus on work, but eventually Friday came around and I left the office early to go home and get changed for a sexy, erotic date.
We were meeting at a hotel that was about halfway between our homes for some food and drinks, and we had arranged to stay over if the evening went well—a steamy, erotic evening.
I spent a lot of time getting ready for an erotic night. I had a bath and put on my matching black lace lingerie, which always makes me feel sexy.
I slipped on a tight black skirt and a white top and did my hair and makeup, trying to look as hot as possible. I arrived at the hotel early and had a drink at the bar while I waited, and as soon as I saw Dale walk in, I knew it was going to be a good evening.
He looked amazing, and his sexy smile lit up the room. He came over and we hugged and then he leaned in to kiss me. I pulled back and said, not so fast. He laughed and said he couldn’t help himself because I looked so good.
We had another drink and chatted for a bit, and then went up to the room and had a bottle of wine sent up.
As we drank, we started to get more and more touchy-feely, and eventually Dale said, so, are you going to show me what you’re wearing under that skirt?
I stood up and turned around, lifted up my skirt, and showed him my thong, so hot and erotic.
I turned around to face him, and he pulled me onto his lap, kissing me deeply. His hands moved down my back and over my ass, squeezing and groping me. I was getting wetter by the second, and I could feel his cock hardening under me.
I reached down and rubbed it through his pants, and he moaned into my mouth. I stood up and took off my top, revealing my lace bra and hard nipples underneath; Dale’s eyes widened, he licked his lips, and I knew he wanted me.
I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. Dale’s eyes were fixed on my tits, and he reached out to cup them in his hands, squeezing and kneading them, I moaned and arched my back, thrusting my chest out towards him.
He leaned forward and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking it, while his other hand continued to play with the other one, I was lost in the pleasure, and I didn’t even notice that he had unzipped my skirt and was sliding it down my legs.
He stood up and picked me up, carrying me over to the bed and laying me down gently. He kissed his way down my stomach, over my panties, and then hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down my legs slowly. He spread my legs wide and looked down at my pussy, licking his lips again. So wet for me already, he said, his voice low and husky. I haven’t even touched you yet. Just the thought of you is enough to get me wet, I replied, my voice breathy.
He smiled and lowered his head between my legs, his tongue flicking out to taste me. I cried out and arched my hips up towards him, my hands tangling in his hair. He licked and sucked my clit, his tongue delving deep inside me and then flicking back up to my clit again, I was moaning and writhing on the bed, my orgasm building quickly. He slid two fingers inside me and curled them upwards, hitting my G-spot and sending waves of pleasure through my body. I cried out his name and came hard, my juices flowing over his fingers and his chin. He kept licking and fingering me through my orgasm, drawing it out until I was begging him to stop. He chuckled and kissed his way back up my body, his fingers still inside me.
You taste so good, he murmured against my skin. I want to taste you too, I said, my hand reaching down to stroke his cock through his pants again. He stood up and took off his clothes quickly, his cock springing free and standing proud. It was long and thick, with a slight upward curve that I knew would feel amazing inside me. I sat up and took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip and then taking him deep. He groaned and tangled his fingers in my hair, his hips thrusting gently. I sucked and licked him, taking him as deep as I could and then pulling back to tease the tip with my tongue. He was moaning and cursing, his hands tight in my hair.
I reached up and cupped his balls, rolling them gently in my hand and then taking one into my mouth and sucking gently. Fuck, Gemma, that feels so good, he groaned, his hips thrusting faster now. I hummed around his cock, the vibrations making him cry out. I kept sucking and licking him until he was panting and groaning, and then I pulled back and looked up at him. I want you to fuck me, I said, my voice low and husky.
He growled and pushed me back onto the bed, spreading my legs wide and kneeling between them. He lined his cock up with my entrance and then pushed inside me slowly. Filling me inch by inch, I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. He started to thrust slowly, his hands gripping my hips tightly. I matched his rhythm, moving my hips in time with his. He increased his pace, slamming into me harder and faster, I cried out, my nails digging into his back, so tight, he grunted, so wet. I moaned his name, my eyes rolling back in my head. He reached down between us and rubbed my clit with his thumb, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I’m going to come, I cried out, my voice breathy. I screamed his name as my orgasm hit me, my pussy clenching around his cock. He kept thrusting through my orgasm, drawing it out until I was begging him to slow down. He chuckled and slowed his pace, his cock still hard inside me. He rolled us over so that I was on top, and I started to ride him slowly. I leaned forward and kissed him deeply, my tongue exploring his mouth. He moaned into my mouth, and his hands moved to my ass. Helping me to ride him, I increased my pace, bouncing up and down on his cock and crying out with pleasure. I leaned back and put my hands on his thighs behind me, changing the angle and making him hit my G spot with every thrust. He groaned and his hands tightened on my ass, his hips thrusting up to meet me. I was moaning loudly now, my head thrown back and my eyes closed. I could feel another orgasm building, and I rode him faster, chasing my pleasure. I came hard, my pussy clenching tight around his cock, and my screams filling the room. He kept thrusting through it, drawing it out until I collapsed on his chest, panting and spent. He rolled us back over and started to fuck me again, his cock slamming into me hard and fast. I was moaning and crying out, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. He increased his pace even more, his grunts and moans getting louder. I’m going to come, he cried out. Do it, I begged him. Come inside me. He slammed into me one last time and came hard, his cock pulsing and filling me with his cum. I moaned and held him close, my legs still wrapped around him. We lay there for a long moment, catching our breath and coming down from our high. Then he slowly pulled out of me and rolled onto his back next to me. That was amazing, he said, turning to look at me. I smiled and snuggled into his side. Yeah, it was. We lay there for a while, just enjoying the afterglow and each other’s company. Then Dale kissed me on the forehead and said, I should probably go and get cleaned up.
I nodded and watched him get up and go to the bathroom. I heard the shower start and I got up to get cleaned up too. When I came out of the bathroom, Dale was already back in bed. I climbed in next to him and we cuddled up together, drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms.
The next morning, I woke up to Dale’s cock pressed against my ass. I rolled over to face him and smiled. Good morning, I said softly. He smiled back and kissed me. Good morning, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to give this sexy night away the perfect ending. I pulled the covers back and massaged his cock with my hand, an erotic touch. My eyes were mesmerized, watching him grow and thicken in my hand. I took him inside my mouth, flicking my tongue over the head of his cock whilst rolling his balls in the palm of my hand. Dale let out a groan of relief the further I could take him inside my mouth. I looked up into his eyes and let my drool fall from my tongue onto his solid, throbbing shaft. It was not long before his cock was nice and sloppy, allowing me to take his full length inside my waiting mouth. I moan with pleasure every time I feel that thrust, his cock throbbing the closer he gets to coming for me. Dale tells me he’s going to come, to which I take him once again fully inside my mouth, allowing his thick load to shoot straight down my throat. When I say he tasted good, I fucking mean it. I savored his sweet release as I squeezed the head of his cock for any last drops I could manage. Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy, he said under his breath as he watched me licking my lips clean of his juices. This was a night I thought was so hot, sexy, and erotic. We both knew it wouldn’t last forever due to the distance between us, but hell, if we can’t have a little bit of fun, then what the hell are we doing here? We still talk occasionally, but obviously it’s not quite the same. Thanks for listening.
