*Author's note: Your fantasy. No names, no descriptions, no established relationships; everything is there for you, the reader to fill in as you will.*
You ever wake up out of a dead sleep and you're just like bam! awake, like wide awake? It was like that and man I was hard, like rock hard, full on painfully hard; I was ready to GO! Honestly I felt like I was just gonna fucking explode in my boxers. I have no idea what I was thinking about or dreaming or whatever, but damn I needed release in the worst kind of way.
I was on one end of a couch leaning back; it's one of those reclining couches where the two ends go back but not the middle, anyway. I was on one end like I said, ____ was on the far end where she always insisted on being, and _____ was in the middle so they could sit by each other and yap. We had been bingeing a show and I guess we all passed out at some point. I was the only one reclining, ____ was on the far end curled up tight, head on the armrest practically snoring, don't let a girl tell you they don't snore, it's a fucking lie haha. Yeah anyway, not sure how it happened, but ____ in the middle? Oh hell man, her head was on my abs, like low, really low, and her hand was, well you know, resting on my rock hard cock. Well that explains why I was so fucking hard.
I was surprised, kinda shocked really, like what the fuck am I supposed to do? It took a minute but I realized she had been sleeping too, obvious from her breathing really. But man seeing her face that close, her little hand on my cock over my thin boxers, it wasn't intentional was it? No way, but fuck if my breathing didn't catch and my hips jerk, and my cock twitched.
Yeah when my hips pushed up my cock head (still in my boxers) hit her lips, she didn't exactly moan, but I don't know, that cute little girl grunt? Know what I'm talking about? And oh man her fingers flexed, for like a second, like grabbing my shaft, then they relaxed again. Fuck I was dyin' there, I even groaned. Trying to get a repeat I did it again, pushed my hips up but a little more this time, sure enough I definitely hit her lips and those little soft fingers flexed again. She even shifted her face a little; I thought she was waking up but no, she just shifted... closer. Couldn't even believe it. I looked to the far end of the couch to make sure ____ was still sleeping, if she woke up all hell would break loose, but there she was sawing logs, snoring away, thank fucking god.
I stayed that way for a minute or two, unsure of what I should do, I think. Fuck I don't know, honestly I don't think I thought at all, like I was paralyzed with the possibilities, but not aware of those either. A blank slate I guess. I pushed again, yeah I was enjoying this. Her fingers flexed everytime I hit her lips, soft of course, it's not like I was slamming my covered dick into her mouth, ha! But man was I liking it; the friction of my boxers, pulled kinda tight since I was so fucking hard, over my head, the weight of her hand on my shaft... man. I just had one problem.
I got pretty frustrated I couldn't see. I was leaning too far back in that reclining couch, I had to do something. So as slowly as I could I reached my hand down to the side of the couch trying not to move too much, I didn't wanna wake her up obviously. Problem was raising the backrest didn't do a whole lot; I mean move it too much and I would wake her up, too little and I wouldn't be able to lean over a bit, craning my neck out to watch.
But I did it, and she barely moved, hell if anything it helped me out; the repositioning put her face even closer, holy fuck man. I still had to move her hair a bit, that was nerve-wracking. Slow and easy, making sure just to touch her hair, not her face, and only move it a little, just enough. Still can't believe I pulled that off.
A few deep controlled breaths and I started again. Yeah the hip pivot up. By the light of the tv I could just see the outline of my cock pressing hard against my boxers, her hand still there, still twitching every time I moved my hips, fucking A man. I had to be careful not to groan or move too fast; slow and easy, lift, drop, lift, drop. Ohh man, hitting her lips everytime, her fingers flexing, my head getting more and more sensitive every time, rubbing on my boxers, my body was tensing up, had to keep reminding myself to chill, tough to do. And of course I kept glancing to the other end of the couch making sure she didn't wake up; oh would there be hell to pay, but not even that could stop me at this point, I was too far gone, there was no coming back at the point I was at, especially when the turtle popped his head out, ha!
All that slow rising and pushing, lowering, my boxers pulled down just a bit. I got worried a little, but excited too. Leaning over and watching I felt the top of my boxers slip just a little as I was pushing up again, slipping right over the top of my swollen head as my cock throbbed on my upward push. Kinda disappointed for a second, I mean at that point my head rubbing on the boxers was feeling pretty fucking good, and I guess I thought I'd cum in them; but then, but then, my swollen head hit her lips....fuuuuck....
My head fell back as I physically held back a moan, I had to hold my fucking breath to keep that one in. I love getting laid as much as the next guy, but man nothing feels as good as your cock against a girls' lips, damn. I leaned forward by the time I pulled back, getting ready to push up again, I had to see this, watch my head touch her lips, partly open, breathing soft and rhythmically, oh fuck, holy hell, another one of those cute girl grunts, her fingers really flexed that time, practically grabbing my shaft. Yeah my boxers were still on, it was just my crown poking out, but not for long.
Another push or two, still not a coherent thought in my brain, and I just couldn't help it anymore, I had to, there was no stopping this train now. Very very slowly I moved my hand over her without touching her, reaching just below where her hand was resting on my cock, and very very slowly grabbed my boxers and carefully worked them down; one slow pull after another, right from under her hand. Every twitch of hers made me stop, hold my breath like my life depended on it; felt like it took fucking forever, damn.
So worth it tho. When I felt that first soft finger on my bare shaft, I had to hold in another groan and control my urge to push up again. Not yet, be patient, be cool, be chill, don't fuck this up jackass.
Yeah, that first finger tho, that first feel, holy shit bro, no way could I control my cock twitching and throbbing; I waited a second, then kept pulling my boxers down, eventually working my whole cock free, even my balls. Yes! Fucking finally! When her entire soft hand was on my bare shaft, she actually moaned in her sleep and her fingers flexed again, grabbing me for a second before letting go again, nice!
Still in shock, amazed really, that this was even happening, not thinking about anything except the moment; not ____ on the end of the couch, not even if _____ in my lap was gonna get pissed; just in shock I had gotten this far and hadn't blown it yet. I paused for a few, just breathing, getting some sort of control over my physical body, no sudden movements, no jerky movements, definitely trying not to touch her with my hands; just anything not to ruin it.
I sat there for another few seconds wondering, should I? Damn was my cock throbbing and twitching under her hand, kinda afraid that was gonna wake her up, but shit her soft hand felt good on my hard shaft; the warmth of her skin, hmmm fuck, I had to, couldn't be helped, so I pushed again, this time just feeling the palm of her hand with my shaft pushing up under. I didn't hit her lips for a few thrusts, just her hand. Everytime running it up so her fingers and hand touched my swollen head down to the base, just before my ball sack; anything more would have required too much moving, but fun to watch.
