My eyes snapped open in the dead of night, my body tense and alert. The pulsing red numbers on the alarm clock read a little past three, but that wasn't what had woken me up. It was the intense sensation in my groin, a throbbing hardon that actually ached. I shifted my gaze to Samantha, who lay beside me in peaceful slumber, her warm skin pressed against my own. I couldn't resist reaching out and gently shaking her shoulder, whispering in her ear with a hint of desperation, “Wanna fuck?”
Samantha stirred and mumbled incoherently, still half-asleep, “Sslleepping.”
Undeterred, I tried again in a hushed tone, “Come on, I'm really horny.”
Samantha let out another sleepy murmur, “Go aheeaad buuuttt I miiightt sleeepp. I’mmm sttttilll tirrredd.”
Gently and carefully, I rolled Samantha onto her back and spread her legs, positioning myself between them. She mumbled something in her sleep before soft snoring overtook her. With my rigid cock poised at her warm, wet entrance, I began to slowly push forward, sinking into her slick pussy. Even in her slumber, her body responded, stretching to accommodate my girth. I groaned at the incredible sensation, my eyes rolling back in pleasure.
Supporting myself on my arms, I started to move, rocking my hips in a slow, steady rhythm. I didn't want to wake her, so I made sure each movement was gentle and calculated. Samantha let out a low moan, still lost in her dreams as she lay beneath me. Every inch of her seemed to radiate beauty as I gently penetrated her.
With each thrust, I watched Samantha's face intently, reveling in the peaceful and angelic expression she wore while being taken like this. There was something undeniably erotic about using her sleeping body for my own pleasure.
Lowering myself down on top of her, I kept my movements slow and deep, savoring the exquisite feeling of her silky walls caressing my throbbing shaft. In the quiet of the room, all that could be heard was our breathing, the rustling of sheets, and the occasional creak of the bed frame. It felt like an intimate moment, connecting with Samantha in this way while she slept.
As my climax built up inside me, I picked up the pace slightly but still remained cautious not to disrupt her sleep too much. Samantha's breathing became heavier and interspersed with little moans as her body responded. Her hardening nipples pressed against my chest as I continued pumping her, my breathing becoming heavier as my orgasm approached. I quietly whispered in her ear, “I love fucking your tight little pussy.” Samantha, still asleep, mumbled something unintelligible in response.
With my body teetering on the edge of climax, I withdrew from Samantha's warm pussy and shifted my position on the bed. My hand was rapidly stroking my slippery cock as I gazed down at her peaceful, sleeping form beside me. Letting out a low moan, I released hot bursts of cum onto her delicate breasts, each spurt accompanied by a shudder of pleasure. My heavy breathing echoed in the quiet space as I collapsed onto the bed beside her, completely spent and drifting off into a deep slumber.
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Samantha woke up to the bright sunlight streaming through the window. It took her a moment to remember where she was, but then it all came back to her. She was lying in the middle of the bed, completely uncovered and naked with her legs spread open. He was sleeping soundly on his side facing away from her, his breathing heavy. As she lay there, she noticed the skin of her breasts was slightly puckered in areas and covered in a cracked and flaking white substance. Samantha sat up and gently touched the flaky white substance on her breasts, her brow furrowing in confusion. As she examined it more closely, realization dawned on her, it was dried semen. He must have masturbated and ejaculated on her while she was sleeping.
A mix of emotions swirled within her; surprise, a touch of indignation at being used in such a way without her knowledge, but also an undeniable thrill of arousal at the thought of him finding her so irresistible that he couldn't help but cum on her as she slept. She glanced over at his sleeping form, a small smirk playing on her lips.
Carefully, so as not to wake him, Samantha slipped out of bed and padded quietly to the bathroom, her mind racing. Turning on the light, she examined herself in the mirror, taking in the dried splotches of sperm decorating her pert breasts. Her pussy throbbed and her nipples stiffened into peaks as she imagined him stroking himself over her sleeping form, coating her with his cum.
She turned on the shower, waiting for the water to heat up as she continued to study her reflection. She remembered her legs were splayed apart when she woke up, did he also fuck her while she was asleep? Steam began to fill the room as Samantha stepped under the warm spray, letting the water sluice over her body, rinsing away the evidence of his nocturnal activities. As she lathered her body with soap, her hands lingered on her breasts, gently massaging them. A small smile played on her lips as she imagined him gently spreading her legs and sinking his hard cock into her pliant body. Fucking her slowly so as not to wake her, then masturbating and cumming all over her sleeping form. The mental image was incredibly erotic and she began to rub her clit.
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The gentle sound of the shower filled my ears as I slowly woke from a deep slumber. I stumbled into the bathroom, still half asleep, and was met with an arousing sight. There stood Samantha, eyes closed, head tilted back and masturbating as the warm water cascaded over her flawless skin, one hand groping a breast while the other rubbed furiously at her clit. I watched, transfixed by the erotic sight, my morning erection throbbing as I took in the sight of her glistening wet body, the way her pert nipples puckered under her own touch, the slick movements of her fingers between her spread thighs. I couldn't resist grabbing my rigid cock as I continued to observe her pleasuring herself.
Samantha's moans grew louder, her hips undulating as she neared climax, still unaware of my presence. She slipped two fingers inside her tight cunt, pumping them in and out as she ground her clit against her palm in desperation for release. I heard her whimper as she came, her petite frame shaking as waves of intense pleasure washed over her.
As her orgasm subsided, she opened her eyes and finally noticed me standing there stroking myself while watching her. She ignored me as she rinsed off and turned off the shower. She opened the shower door, grabbing her towel and wrapping it around her as she stepped out. "Did you enjoy fucking me and cumming on my tits while I was asleep?" she asked me with indignation.
I stopped stroking myself and just stood there with my cock in my hand, feeling a sudden pang of guilt. "I tried to wake you up but you said you were sleepy. You told me to go ahead."
Samantha grabbed another towel from the shelf and began to dry off her hair, seeming upset. "I woke up covered in your dried cum, did you think that was okay?"
I was taken aback, not sure if she was really upset or just messing with me. I stammered, "I-I'm sorry, Samantha. I woke up in the middle of the night with this intense hardon and I tried to wake you. I couldn't help myself, you just looked so beautiful and sexy lying there I had to fuck you."
Samantha just stared at me, her expression stern. She took a step closer, her damp towel clinging to her curves. "So you fucked my sleeping body because you couldn't control yourself? Used me like your personal sex doll?"
I felt my cheeks flush, "I'm sorry Samantha, I shouldn't have done that, but you did say it was okay. I have no excuse, I apologize for violating your trust like that."
Her expression softened and a small smile played on her lips. "Well, I have to admit, even though I was surprised to wake up covered in your cum, the idea of you fucking and jerking off on me while I was sleeping was pretty damn hot."