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

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

... transpired yet. I began feeling the familiar soft, misty arousal brought on by my pornographic dreams as I floated through a cloud of sensation. The pleasure began to intensify, becoming less dream-like and more physical. Instead of the overall tingle, it was being directed at the focal point between my legs. I awoke to these sensations, but they didn’t leave me as they often did when an alarm jolted me out of sleep. My eyes were still closed, and I was dully aware that I was grinding against something. I registered something warm and thick between my thighs. And soft, God was it soft. In my muddled state, I couldn’t figure out if I was moving or if it was. I opened my eyes slowly, registering my position tangled with Lauren. At some point in the night she had rolled over to face me, allowing me to nestle my head in between her sweet little breasts. One of her legs was clamped between mine, her thigh pressing gently and sensuously against my pubis. Yes, I was rocking against her, rubbing my aching clit through my panties. Realizing this, I slowed myself to a halt, feeling mildly self-conscious. What if she were to wake up? What would Lauren think if she knew I was getting off on her leg while she slept? But as I slowed, I felt that leg begin to move even more – for it had been moving against me all along – and I wondered just how deep in sleep she was. I cast my eyes down our bodies without moving my head, and saw her hand thrust into her own panties, moving between her ...

... legs. Again, her rubbing thigh sent a tingle through me as her strokes increased in length. It was as if she were inviting me to continue, and if I would not, she would do it all herself. My sleep-hazy brain was even more clouded with desire, and I spent no time considering the situation. I began my slow, thrusting movements again. I became aware that Lauren had an arm wrapped around me, holding me close to her, her limp fingers tickling the edge of my nipple through my T-shirt. I was breathing harder now, my hot lips brushing her own hidden breast. Though my need was growing, demanding that I grind harder and faster, I dared not change the pace for fear of breaking the trance we were in. In full control of her own pleasure, I knew Lauren was likely to come before me. When she shuddered beneath me, I slowed and pressed my thighs together, trying to absorb the vibrations her body was making. A moment later, she was moving against me again, just a little faster, and I matched my thrusts to her pace. The seemingly ignorant fingers that had been brushing my nipple began to rub it. I held back a moan as I felt my arousal picking up quickly. Just a little further, I thought. A pair of fingers pinched my nipple, causing me to buck a little harder in surprise. The hand on my breast then moved to my head. It pressed my face between Lauren’s tits, massaging my scalp with firm fingertips. I let out a squeaking gasp into Lauren’s shirt as a wave of pleasure rolled slowly up my body. I ...