I love sleep sex, but am not a rewarding person with whom to try it. Apparently, I sometimes respond to advances with slaps, kicks, and/or making some grumpy noise while turning away. Other times, I might seem to be awake and even respond favorably, but still be asleep for quite a while. So, I do not actually wake enough to appreciate what is happening until a lot of work has already been done, unnoticed. There were a few times that I woke to find SwingBot fucking me, I commented it was a great way to wake, and he replied with dismay and annoyance, \”What about all that oral I just did on you?\”
So, I love sleep sex, but do not exactly give positive reinforcement for it. Understandably, this does not encourage SwingBot to try. Still, he did last Wednesday night (technically, Thursday morning) and I am all the happier for it.
Last Wednesday, I masturbated twice. After the first time, I told SwingBot about the Greedy Girl fantasy I had used while masturbating. (I shall post that fantasy another day.) The second time was right when I went to bed, and I hoped that SwingBot would come to bed and catch me and get involved. (Note to self: Really, give him a message when you want that.) Though I never was caught, the masturbation was pretty satisfying and I was able to fall asleep feeling pleasured.
A couple hours later, the sensation of a tongue on my cunt woke me. SwingBot was under the covers and adjusting us both to give his mouth good access to me. His tongue on my clit, pushing my labia apart, and thrusting inside… It all felt incredible. I shook off the remaining sleep quickly, raising the blanket so I could see him and give him air, moaning, and bucking and grinding against his face. I started grabbing at his torso to pull his groin towards me. Soon, we were each on our sides, his tongue in my cunt and his cock in my mouth. I kept moaning and writhing, for it all felt so incredibly delicious.
He suggested that we fuck, and after a brief \”what position?\” dance, I was on my back with my legs up against his chest and he was over me. As has happened before, I am not sure whether I just had one non-stop orgasm or a huge collection of consecutive and overlapping orgasms. My body seized in pleasure and my vagina stayed clenched hard as his cock slid in and out. He accidentally slipped out a couple times. I immediately whimper in frustration when that happens, but there is on positive aspect: the slide back in is so fantastic. He asked whether I would mind getting on top; it took me a bit to get a coherent \”Not at all\” out.
We maintained the rhythm for a while before breaking long enough to change positions. The fact he was slipping into the gap between our mattresses encouraged us to finally move. Over on his side of the bed, he got on his back and I climbed aboard in Cowgirl. Again, I am not sure whether I just had one non-stop orgasm or a series without interruption. Whatever the case, my body stayed tight as I ground myself onto his cock. His hands on my hips to help me move and his thrusts kept my senses overloaded. His eventual bucking, signaling his orgasm, gave me an exquisite release from the spell I was under.
We settled for sleep on our own mattresses, but I was buzzing, not quite ready for sleep. I crossed the gap and cuddled against him on his mattress, snuggling happily for a while. However, we were both sweaty and hot, so I eventually settled back on my side for actual sleep. This time, it really was the sleep of the sexually fulfilled.