2006-04-06
Night Sounds
I usually wake up to one of my kids crawling into bed with me in the morning, often well before my alarm is set to go off. So the other night when I received a swift knee to the groin, I assumed it was from one of the munchkins. Much to my pleasure, the clock read 3am, there was not a child in sight and my wife was lying next to me, legs spread wide, knee in my groin, sound asleep softly moaning. For me, this was better than Christmas!
I slowly started to rub my wife’s box through her panties, working my fingers in slow circles. In her sleep, her moans became a little more frequent and she started tilting her hips into my hand. I must have teased her this way for about ten minutes. I, of course, had gotten rock hard and was wide-awake by this point. As my excitement rose, my gentle touches became more aggressive and my wife finally began to awaken.
“What are you doing,” she asked from a sleepy haze. “I am going to make love to you,” I responded. She lifted her hips and I took off her panties.
With unfettered access to her womanhood, my fingers began to play her like a fine Italian violin. God, she was wet, like a hot water tap inside a steam room. As my fingers penetrated her, her slow, steady sleeping breaths abruptly changed with a gasp into quicker, shallower pants of passion. Her eyes were shut, her nipples stood erect under her T-shirt and her legs were wide-open to my hands. I kissed her gently on her cheek, throat and lips while my fingers continued to pleasure her. She did not return the kisses, but only moaned a wanton approval.
I tracked her pleasure through her breathing. As she approached orgasm, her breathing became so intense I thought she might hyperventilate. But, no, she came with a strangled yell and a sudden buck that nearly lifted her whole body off the bed.
As her breathing slowly returned to normal, I kept lightly kissing her, stroking her hair and holding her close.
I was ready to hold her until we both feel asleep, but God bless her, she a had a different plan. She told me that she was going to go back to sleep, but that she wanted me to do anything I wanted. With this invitation that I always long to hear, but rarely do, I was naked in a flash and started making slowly making love to my still very warm and wet wife.
She was lying on her back while I was up on my knees between her legs. I slowly lifted her knees up to a ninety-degree angle from her hips. This is one of those special positions that all couples must have that just feels great for both of us. I knew that thrusting into her in this position would not let her go back to sleep, and she did not.
Rapidly her breathing returned to its previous intensity. She tried to stay quiet, but she was loud with small moans and grunts and stifled screams. Quickly she peaked again into an orgasm that made her physically shudder, rippled her skin in goose bumps, and bathed her skin in sweat.
After this orgasm, her body was too sensitive. Each time I touched her, I gave her chills. This time as I rolled to her side and held her, we did both eventually drop off to sleep.
-- rockabillie at 1:13 p.m.