Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
Johnny spends the night instead of getting a hotel whenever he is in town, which isn’t often enough. This weekend he’d been pulling really long hours and working nonstop. By the time he got to the house, he had looked like a walking zombie. So I figured we could save the kinky, fun stuff until he’d gotten some sleep, so I told him to shower, and then we would just cuddle.
He almost seemed relieved that I didn’t expect him to perform. I got into bed and waited for him to join me. Freshly showered, he crawled into bed and pulled my body close to his. My finger stroked through his hair as he laid his head on my shoulder, and soon, I heard the soft sounds of his steady breathing. He’d never mentioned he suffered from Sexomnia, but I was about to find out the hard way.
Sexsomnia
Not nearly as exhausted as he was, I stayed awake watching TV while playing in his thick hair. Then, his hand moved up my belly and grabbed my breast. At first, I thought it was just him shifting in his sleep, but he pinched my nipple and then rolled it between his fingers. I moaned softly, and his hand switched to the other breast. It felt so good, but I knew how tired he was. “You don’t have to do that,” I whispered, but he didn’t answer.
His hand then moved down and dipped into my panties. My legs spread for him; I had missed his touch so much. Those talented fingers parted my pussy lips and stroked my clit until I bucked against his hand. I whimpered his name, and he leaned up on his elbow. Then, removing his hand from my needy pussy, he pushed down his boxers and stroked his hard cock. I repeated his name, but he still didn’t look at me.
As he moved between my legs to mount me, I realized his eyes were open but unfocused. While completely asleep, Johnny moved my panties to the side and thrust his cock inside me. I arched under him with a loud moan. He blinked, and then his unfocused gaze settled on my face. He looked down in surprise as if someone else had had control of his body. “Fuck, I’m sorry.” He pulled back, but I grabbed for him.
“Please, don’t stop,” I begged.
“I didn’t mean to. It’s my sexsomnia.” He said as if I would understand, which I didn’t.
“Sexsomnia?” I said it back to him as if that would make it make sense. All I knew was he’d started something I needed him to finish. “It’s like sleepwalking. It happens when I’m stressed or exhausted. My body just takes over when I’m between being awake and being in a deep sleep. I’m so sorry.”
“Shut up and fuck me.” I grabbed for his still-hard cock and pulled him back against my waiting pussy. He smirked down at me and drove deep inside of me.
“Yes, Ma’am.” With his power nap fueling his energy, he made love to me soft and slow but deeply. Just like I’d been missing since the last time he was in town.
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270