A fairy tale for a girlfriend before going to bed. romantic tales

A bedtime story for your girlfriend...

Beloved… My little Ray of Light… My Princess! I'm so glad that you and I are together.

It is so nice to feel such a dear, warm, fragile body next to you. Feel your breath. Breathe in the scent of your golden red hair...

I almost whisper to you so as not to frighten off your sweet half-asleep.

You smile at my words and my heart starts beating even faster.

I am grateful to you for bursting into my life so suddenly, enchanting me. Now all my thoughts are only about you. And everything I do is for you.

In the meantime, you closed your eyes, enjoying the words that I whisper in your ear, I will tell you a fairy tale.

Once upon a time there was a small, but very bright star. She was so beautiful, almost like a diamond.

She really liked to appear in the sky when the sun went below the horizon. She believed that she was of great benefit by illuminating the Earth at night. Although her friends, who were next to her in the sky, took it for granted.

The little star tried very hard to shine brighter than everyone else, with the exception, of course, of the moon. After all, it was very important for her to benefit people. This little girl was very happy when, as she herself believed, she helped a lost evening traveler find his way home. Or if any little man could not sleep - he had the opportunity to admire her through the window, hoping for something good, deep in his secret thoughts.

But lately, she began to feel that something was wrong. Something darkened the joyful thoughts of the little star.

She began to think about what made her so sad.

And then the little bright star realized that she was very sorry for the beautiful girl with golden-red silky hair. Every evening, the little girl watched as the girl sat on the windowsill, turning her sad gaze to the sky.

The little star really wanted to help the stranger, but she did not yet know how.

From her heavenly friends, she heard one legend that when a star falls from the sky, people make a wish - and it will certainly come true.

“But then you will die ...” her friends were saddened.

But I will be of great use! she answered happily.

The little star really wanted to help the sad girl at the window, for this she was even ready to give her life.

After looking at the beautiful red-haired girl for the last time, the little star, breaking away from the sky, began to rapidly fall down. She no longer felt anything, except for the noise of her own flight ...

And then, suddenly, she was seized by an indescribable all-consuming violent joy - this girl took advantage of the moment and made her cherished wish. The little star was very glad that she could help a beautiful stranger. Now this little girl knew that she had fulfilled her true destiny. She, somewhere deep inside, felt calm. This is the last thing the asterisk thought about before disappearing into oblivion ...

The act of the star was not in vain - the desire of the stranger was soon fulfilled ...

And another small star appeared in the sky, even brighter than the previous one ...

Who knows, maybe she will be able to fulfill some of your innermost desires, Beloved ...

I have loved fairy tales since childhood. Probably the most beloved of them: Azerbaijani ones - they have so many feelings and romance that I definitely wanted to listen to each of them to the end. Now I have grown up, and the love for mysterious magical stories has remained with me.

Fairy tales are such uncomplicated stories that are described in a special language, as if you were small. But this does not hurt you at all, because it gives the impression that you and the author have some kind of extraordinary secret, which they will definitely tell you about.

I admire the world around me, I love the people who live in it. I like to find something unique in every, at first glance, inconspicuous thing - something that no one has noticed before (or maybe they just didn’t want to admit it to themselves?).

Fairy tales are not as ephemeral as you might think at first glance. After all, if you have never seen the planet Saturn with your own eyes (pictures and even videos do not count, because in our time everything can be faked and mounted) - this does not mean that it does not exist. So it is with any "magic" story. Of course, there are many different epithets, metaphors and “little” exaggerations in it, but its very essence is always very truthful.

Reading or listening to any fairy tales, we, imperceptibly for ourselves, involuntarily plunge into their plot. It develops our imagination, makes us think.

My fairy tales are very romantic and, perhaps, someone will say idealistic. I absolutely agree with you. But if you have your own ideals, then you have something to strive for. You are on the right track. After all, only a sensitive heart will tell you where to go, what to believe in and how to behave in any situation.

Believe in yourself! Trust yourself! Feel free to create your future, because it begins here and now.

The story makes it better and kinder. It instills in a person hope for the best, makes you take a closer look at the world around you. After all, there are so many interesting, inexplicable and very, very touching things in life.

And now we are getting comfortable and immersing ourselves in the magical world of romantic fairy tales, where any obstacles can be overcome on the way to the fulfillment of the most cherished desires.

small bright star

Beloved… My little Ray of Light… My Princess! I'm so glad that you and I are together.

It is so nice to feel such a dear, warm, fragile body next to you. Feel your breath. Inhale the scent of your hair...

I almost whisper to you so as not to frighten off your sweet half-asleep.

You smile at my words and my heart starts beating even faster.

I am grateful to you for bursting into my life so suddenly, enchanting me. Now all my thoughts are only about you. And everything I do is for you.

In the meantime, you closed your eyes, enjoying the words that I whisper in your ear, I will tell you a fairy tale.

Once upon a time there was a small, but very bright star. She was so beautiful, almost like a diamond.

She really liked to appear in the sky when the sun went below the horizon. She believed that she was of great benefit by illuminating the Earth at night. Although her friends, who were next to her in the sky, took it for granted.

The little star tried very hard to shine brighter than everyone else, with the exception, of course, of the moon. After all, it was very important for her to benefit people. This little girl was very happy when, as she herself believed, she helped a lost evening traveler find his way home. Or if any little man could not sleep - he had the opportunity to admire her through the window, hoping for something good, deep in his secret thoughts.

But lately, she began to feel that something was wrong. Something darkened the joyful thoughts of the little star.

She began to think about what made her so sad.

And then the little bright star realized that she was very sorry for the beautiful girl with golden-red silky hair. Every evening, the little girl watched as the girl sat on the windowsill, turning her sad gaze to the sky.

The little star really wanted to help the stranger, but she did not yet know how.

From her heavenly friends, she heard one legend that when a star falls from the sky, people make a wish - and it will certainly come true.

- But then you will die ... - her friends were saddened.

But I will be of great use! she answered happily.

The little star really wanted to help the sad girl at the window, for this she was even ready to give her life.

After looking at the beautiful red-haired girl for the last time, the little star, breaking away from the sky, began to rapidly fall down. She no longer felt anything, except for the noise of her own flight ...

And then, suddenly, she was seized by an indescribable all-consuming violent joy - this girl took advantage of the moment and made her cherished wish. The little star was very glad that she could help a beautiful stranger. Now this little girl knew that she had fulfilled her true destiny. She, somewhere deep inside, felt calm. This is the last thing the asterisk thought about before disappearing into oblivion ...

The act of the star was not in vain - the desire of the stranger was soon fulfilled ...

And another small star appeared in the sky, even brighter than the previous one ...

Who knows, maybe she will be able to fulfill some of your innermost desires, Beloved ...

You are already sleeping, My Charm... I will kiss you on the top of your head, gently touch your eyelids with my lips and also fall asleep, greedily wrapping you in my arms, guarding your sacred dream...

Sweet Dreams, my angel!..

Little Christmas Miracle

This year the winter was especially beautiful: the trees and roofs of houses were covered with snow, shimmering with silver in the gentle rays of the sun. Today was the last day of the year.

A girl was sitting at the window, peering into the fluffy flakes of falling snow. She had long dark brown wavy hair and a graceful figure. The sun blinded her blue eyes, but transparent crystals of tears slowly flowed down her pale cheeks for a completely different reason. Today Leela will have to celebrate her favorite holiday all alone ...

It seemed like they had a fight with Dan for a long time - she no longer remembers how many nights in a row she cried into her pillow. But only two weeks had passed since he left, slamming the door loudly - then she jumped at that sound.

Because of what they quarreled, I don’t even remember. You know, it happens that you quarrel “to smithereens” with your loved one, firmly believing that, of course, HE is to blame. But, then, some time passes and you don’t fully understand: “What was that?” Now Lily was in the same state. She would be glad to apologize first, only he does not answer the phone, and no one opens his house. But the girl reassured herself that she at least tried to rectify the situation.

Now she was sitting alone in the apartment, which THEY together decorated with such tenderness and love. She did not want to go to celebrate the New Year with friends, because this holiday was very personal for her ...

She and Dan met the week before New Year's, when she was in 5th grade. Lilya was walking home with her friends after school that day. The girls chatted merrily, sharing their expectations of what they would give to whom for the holiday. Suddenly, the girl suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head from a blow with a blunt object, and her head quickly began to go cold. Lily lost her balance and fell. Next to her, a snowball drowned in a snowdrift, finally unsticking from the top of her head.

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Grandpa Au Banana

So today the Hedgehog said to the Bear cub:
- It's still good that we have each other!
The little bear nodded.
- Just imagine: I'm not there, you're sitting alone and there's no one to talk to.
- And where are you?
- I am not here, I am out.
“It doesn’t happen like that,” said Little Bear.
“I think so too,” said the Hedgehog. “But all of a sudden, I don’t exist at all. You are alone. Well, what are you going to do? .
- I'll turn everything upside down, and you'll be found!
- No, I'm nowhere! !
- Then, then ... Then I will run out into the field, - said the Bear cub. - And I will shout: “Yo-yo-yo-zhi-i-i-k!” , and you will hear and scream: “Bear-oh-oh-ok! ..”. Here.
- No, - said the Hedgehog. - I don't have one bit. Understand?
- What are you doing to me? - Bear cub got angry. If you are not, then I am not. Understood?…

Serenka

Say that you will marry her

selenium

talk about your love

Jurijus Zaksas

Once upon a time there were Grandfather, Baba and a chicken Ryaba. And somehow a hen laid a testicle for Grandfather. Grandfather is crying, Baba is crying, and the hen is clucking: “Don’t cry, Baba, don’t cry, Grandfather, otherwise I’ll lay your second testicle ...”

Is it true that both the fairy tale is SHORT and the chicken is terribly kind?

Nikolay Filippov

Say you want to marry her.

simpatic segrifice

Maybe you'll try to come up with something for her... romantic!

A short story about a clever princess

In the kingdom of Far Far Away, in the far away state, there lived a beautiful, independent, independent and intelligent princess. One day she was sitting on the bank of a picturesque pond in a green valley near her castle, thinking about the meaning of life, and suddenly she saw a frog.
The frog jumped into her lap and
said: "Dear, kind girl. Once I was a beautiful prince, but the evil sorceress enchanted me, turning me into a frog. If you kiss me, I will turn into a prince again, and then, my charm, I will settle in your castle, and you will cook my food, clean my horse, wash my clothes, raise my children and rejoice that I have taken you as my wife."
That same evening, after having a light supper of frog legs with spices and a glass of white wine, the Princess chuckled softly and thought: “Fuck you!”

In life there is a place do not care

Better than a bottle of champagne! Cuts out very well, checked)))

kind people help me come up with a bedtime story for my girlfriend, I have a fantasy of 0 (((

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joke

Let's get married, we'll have a lot of children. We won’t have work, there won’t be anything to feed the children, we’ll take them to a dark forest far away, and we’ll leave them there ... then the little finger ...
You will not have a job, because you are uninitiated, you will only wait for help from some uncle.

ArtyomArtyom ArtyomArtyom

oh .... Tell her about how your relationship began in a fabulous way. From the very beginning until the day you tell it :)

Evgeny Filatov

Hello Beloved! So I want to kiss your plump lips now! Such soft and sweet offended lips! I want to undead and caress them until a happy smile takes over them! And then you can sit comfortably on my shoulder and listen to a new fairy tale born in my dreams!
Today this tale will be about one girl who dreamed of me on amazing nights under the quiet crackle of logs in the stove and the mysterious light of a small lamp on the wall. This lamp was in the form of a cute gnome with an umbrella and it seemed that he was doing magic!
***
So, there was a girl. She lived peacefully and calmly, and everything was enough for her, except for one thing! She was very lonely, and therefore there was no happiness!
And then one day the girl went to look for this happiness! Every time she met good and kind people along the way, it seemed to her that she had found her happiness! But time passed, and interest in her disappeared, too quickly everyone around got used to the quiet and trouble-free wanderer. Then she again went in search. But the path was not always so serene. And not only good people met her.
Once, on the threshold of a house, a very polite and courteous young man opened the door for her. And she went there without fear. The weary traveler was fed and put to bed. And at night, an evil spell fell on this house. And only in the morning with the first rays of the sun, she woke up exhausted on the street. But the fear of the events of this night was stronger than fatigue, and she rushed to run away as fast as she could! Since then, she never trusted any young man again. But the belief that somewhere in the world happiness awaits her helped to move on.
And then one day she sat down to rest on the banks of a small river under the rays of the bright spring sun. A mischievous brook sang to her a cheerful song about distant lands, to which he aspired his trickles. The girl admired this picture so much that she did not hear light footsteps from behind. Someone's warm arms wrapped around her shoulders, and a gentle voice asked:
- How far are you keeping the way, Bunny?
From this touch and voice immediately breathed so close and dear that in response she could not say anything other than:
- I have already passed a lot, seen everyone! And now my path in loneliness is over! Hello my happiness! Hello my beloved!
The girl turned, took her Happiness by the hand and never let go again!
***
I love you! I love you, my happiness! I will never give you up to anyone! And if you suddenly want to leave, I will hug and kiss you so hard that these hugs cannot be broken!

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FAIRY TALES to girls... who tells... before going to bed?

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Fleur De Lis

waiting for the story to continue...

Original_Sin

nobody tells! thanks for the story ;-)

Evgeniya

the program "Good night, kids", they also show cartoons))

Jukon7

Babysitters tell)))

Lll)

while no one... do you want to become this storyteller?...

margarita

Erotic. "Cockerel, cockerel, golden comb, butter head, silk beard, why do you get up early, don't let the girls sleep?" :-))))))

Svetlana

Terrible, so that I could not sleep.)

❀ Svetlana ❀

About 95 gasoline ... and winter tires))

Singarella.

About the kolobok.))

*Ariana*

About .. TENDERNESS ...)
Any age...;)

Amenhotep III

naira meliqyan

About the frog princess

Crazy Inetovsky

Why does he need your prayers, give him a blowjob and load your head with all sorts of nonsense ...

Alexander Makurin

The best bedtime story for a man is a fabulously fulfilled conjugal duty by a woman, well, or almost marital.

NIKIT0

kiss him... fabulous... .

Polo

It depends on what you expect from him after the epilogue.

Sergei Elizarov

Aliens flew into the apartment of the newlyweds. We decided to switch partners. The alien took the girl.
Before intercourse, he explains to her why he needs two valves to the left and right of the penis:
- To the right - to make it thicker. And on the left, to make it longer. Do as you please!
She twisted her ideal. After sex, he lies and neighs furiously, which is already suffocating.
- Why are you laughing?
- Yes, I can imagine how your eggs are twisting my balls now!

What kind of men like bedtime stories?

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Ivan_Losev

From the lips of Shaherizada (or Dulcinea) I'm ready to listen to 1000 and 1 night :)

Lada

Taisha

Men prefer fairy tales not only at bedtime

Alexei

All males under 3 years old.

baby doll_from_Earth

Impotent.

oleg marchenko

I don’t know how much they love, but they are always ready for them.

Faith, Hope and Wisdom are eternal companions love. Love was dressed in translucent pink clothes, ... Love is always fertile .................................... **** ******************************************************* ********** Continuation fairy tales................................................. ......................... But one day the unforeseen happened: people... that I am true.” But Love answered: “Your bliss has a life short and your sweetness is poison, it turns into bitterness, sweet taste...

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Everything is stronger. In the drawing workshop, in large and bright rooms, a charity concert was held. Alexandrina diligently learned short play from Schubert, and played well in public. The performance ended with loud applause. Lieutenant Vorotyntsev, ... in a cage. She felt an inseparable connection with the unfortunate tortured woman. When dawn broke, the young lady dressed very modestly, threw short a fur coat and a shawl, and slowly went to the morning service in the Peter and Paul Cathedral. However, in the temple, standing in the shadows...

He looked at her with longing in his heart. He always knew that his love object was far away and inaccessible. Like a forest nymph, like a sea mermaid or a magic fairy. She lived next door. At the same time, it seemed that she lived in another world, because on the one hand she was so close, and on the other hand, so far away. Always well-groomed, beautiful, graceful, self-confident. Her gait made people turn around after her. She was envied, admired and admired. She was adored by children, neighbor grandmothers, and every passer-by wanted to treat her with something. Of course, he always understood how inaccessible she was. He understood that his bedtime story about love was doomed to be sad.

Her name was Mi, she was three years old, she was a Persian cat. His name was Mouse, he was almost a yard black cat, he was five years old. The owners of Mouse were constantly at work, so he spent days on end on the street. He ate grass, climbed trees, chased mice in the basement, slept in the sun, marked his territory, chased away strangers. Mi did not go outside often. The whole family took care of her. Grandma and her granddaughter often accompanied Mi like a queen. They went out with her, left her on the bench and went to the store or school. A Mi followed them with a contemptuous look, trying to make it clear that she was already tired of their excessive guardianship. She is able to take care of herself. She stretched gracefully and began to lick her fur. She gently stepped on the green grass, sniffed the flowers, walked along the fences or curbs. Cats often molested her, but her heart remained free. Mi dreamed that at least one of the cats would make an effort and prove that he was ready to move mountains for her. But they all quickly gave up and stopped fighting for the beauty's heart after several attempts to approach.
Are you afraid to be alone? - once asked Mi her friend red cat Lika.
“It’s better to be alone than with someone who doesn’t want to fight for you.
“But this way you will become a lonely self-sufficient cat with forty people.
Two cats laughed at the joke and went for a walk around the yard. Mouse heard their conversation and hope appeared in his soul. He suddenly realized that the beautiful and beautiful Mi is free and even waiting for her prince. And let Mouse be small and black, let his owners have a tiny apartment, let them feed him not with delicacies, but with porridge and borscht, because he can be the best for Mi.

A Tale of Love: How Mouse Called Mi

The next day, Mouse approached Mi, sniffed her beautiful fur, and only then introduced himself. At first, he wanted to immediately declare his serious intentions, but then he was confused and could not say a word. But the cat could not retreat. He just smiled and looked into Mi's eyes with loving eyes so that she had to turn away in embarrassment. Mouse tried to make her feel without words that now he would always be there. In the evening, he drove away other people's cats from Mi and told them that this cat was his. The next day, he brought her a mouse he had caught in the basement. He spent his nights under the balcony of the lady of his heart. At the same time, for several months he said only a couple of words. He couldn't speak when the perfect angel-like cat was around. And he could not be near, because this fragile and graceful cat could be harmed at any moment by someone else.
One autumn day, Mouse was sitting near a tree and saw Mi, who came out of the entrance. She slowly approached him and kissed him.
"I'm so tired of waiting for you to kiss me." And today I suddenly thought, how long can I wait, I will do it.
But I'm a house cat. Your coat is perfect, but mine has fleas. You are beautiful and I am skinned.
“You are skinned because you fought cats who wanted to hurt me. And he got me mice to entertain me.
“Come on, won’t you go home today?” I'll steal you away for a few days and show you the night city.
- I read short stories about love and all the time I was waiting for you to steal me. Finally it happened.

So Mouse learned that words often don't mean anything. But actions speak volumes. With his silent perseverance, Mouse won the heart of the beautiful Mi. Since then, they have always walked together, roaming the rooftops, looking at the moon and stars, climbing trees and balconies, catching butterflies and enjoying the sun.

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