Nora's Tale: 5 - Dawn Breaks, and So Does Lauren - Sex Stories

Nora's Tale: 5 - Dawn Breaks, and So Does Lauren

... details learned in school, Lauren was my main source of sex education. Not only did she have the expanded perception of a bisexual, but experience as well. I had soaked up every bit of knowledge from her that I could as if I would be tested on it, but had never felt the desire to use any of it. That was, until now. Over the course of two days, I had managed to top some of her stories – at the very least, the early ones. I knew I could tell her anything, but I hadn’t yet. I hadn’t even told her there was anything worth telling. The truth was, the past three days felt like a dream, and I was afraid giving voice to my experiences might bring reality crashing down around me. But I knew I had to tell her sometime. Lauren would absolutely kill me if I held out on her. I decided that since I was sleeping over at her place tonight, this might be a good time to tell her. If not now, maybe early Tuesday morning when we would go out for our surfing date at the crack of dawn. But as the night wore on, I found it exceedingly difficult to speak my mind. Our conversation wasn’t nearly as sexually explicit as usual. Lauren had spent the weekend entertaining some visiting family. Aside from our pre-existing plans to go surfing Saturday, which I had cancelled. She hadn’t had much time to herself, so she didn’t have any new juicy stories for me. Before I knew it, we were climbing into her bed, having set the alarm for “shit thirty,” as Lauren liked to call it, in order to be up for the ...

... forecasted prime waves Tuesday morning. She was clearly knackered from being worked to exhaustion by her mother all weekend. On top of that, our early swim practice this morning had robbed her of the precious few hours of sleep that could have contributed to a recovered wakefulness. I, of course, was tired as well. In addition to my regular, and often strenuous responsibilities of work, exercise, and homework, I had spent the weekend pleasuring myself more than I could remember ever having done, under the eager guidance of my neighbor Levi. My body had been left quite spent from the experience. Ah, Levi, the wildcard introduced into my life only this past Saturday morning. He was the reason I had cancelled my plans with Lauren that night. Knowing she had had such a stressful weekend, I felt bad about my flakiness. There was my opening, I thought. “Hey Lauren?” “Mmm?” she mumbled sleepily. “I’m sorry about cancelling our plans Saturday. It sounds like you could have really used a surf.” There was no response from Lauren. Her back was turned to me, and when I peered over top of her to look at her face, it appeared as though she was already asleep. “Lauren?” I whispered. Still nothing but steady breathing. Tomorrow, I thought as I settled back in bed next to her. Maybe it would be easier to find my voice while in my element. It wasn’t long before I too was drifting into sweet, dreamy sleep. Fleeting images of the past few days floated in my mind, mingled with a few fantasies that hadn’t ...