He kept his touching light as to not disturb her, however it seemed she noticed, because soon after she grabbed his hand by the wrist and placed it higher onto her ass. After giving it a few gentle squeezes, she then guided his fingers to the butt flap of her onesie, then let him slowly pull it open to reveal her perfect, round behind.
Michael's hand reflexively glued itself to the smooth, bubbly flesh of Laura's ass, stroking it and digging dis fingers into it, the fuzz of her onesie's red panda tail which fell into her ass crack tickling him lightly with every move. After a while, something he wasn't expecting snatched his attention, shining from beneath the fake fur. A glint of a jewel plug.
He stared at it like bewitched. Laura must have sensed his shock from the lack of further groping, for her lips had formed a sly smile around his cock. Without opening her eyes, she withdrew from it just a little and mumbled a bit incomprehensively: "You can touch it if you want," before continuing her suckling.
Michael, still unsure how to proceed, brushed the tail aside and made a careful move to touch the jeweled tip of the toy. He felt Laura react to his touch, as her anus involuntarily flexed, moving the plug like a whole another kind of pacifier. Enthralled, Michael grabbed her ass cheek and spread it open to peek under the stopper, seeing how the shaft was swallowed by Laura's tight backdoor hole.
This gesture also had the side effect of revealing her nether lips, held shut between her thighs. Michael adjusted his grip so that he could reach his thumb to her entrance and pull it apart for him to see the pale skin give way to her glistening pink walls.
After feasting his eyes for a while, he let go and instead used his thumb to lightly brush over her opening, ever so gently teasing her lips. Laura let out the slightest sound to note his efforts but had otherwise remained unresponsive. Michael felt the faint involuntary spasms of her legs every time his finger touched down upon her sensitive skin, an unconscious reaction of her body rather than an appreciative encouragement.
He continued his weak teasing for what felt like eternity. He alternated between brushing or spreading her vagina and lightly wiggling the plug, all the while wishing he could just lean over and bury his face in there, before he realized he was teasing himself more than her. Her occasional shudders had also long since subsided, something which he had ignored in his enthrallment.
Curious how far he could go without disturbing her, Michael spread her cheeks again and slowly pushed his digit in her up to the first joint. Getting no response, he tried going up to the second joint before feeling afraid he would go too far. Laura hadn't reacted to his intrusion in the slightest.
Having time to think, Michael also observed a difference in the rhythm of her suckling. It had faded noticeably, both in speed and intensity, resembling an occasional subconscious lip movement rather than a steady sucking motion.
Michael soon realized she had fallen asleep.
Lying in his lap, relaxed and motionless, her eyes were closed, breathing slow. Her mouth was flexing along with her breathing, the only evidence of movement being the slow rising and falling of her chest. Michael touched her forehead with one finger, again brushing aside the stray strand of hair. She hadn't reacted.
"Laura?" he whispered just to make sure, but the sleeping girl gave no reply. She just lay there, appearing peaceful and innocent even despite the still rigid penis between her lips.
The reasonable thing to do would be to leave her and go jack one off in the bathroom. It's what Michael would have done naturally if a girl had fallen asleep on him.
However, he had gotten her explicit permission to "use her mouth" to finish himself off. And apparently, she had done this before. Countless times even.
He wandered how to go about it without waking her, but came up short, at least assuming she was not a heavy sleeper. She hadn't reacted to his touch so far, so perhaps once she fell asleep it wasn't that hard for her to stay that way? Otherwise, why would she let him do this?
Whit that logical conclusion, Michael decided to give it a try. He reached out to grab the base of his shaft and begun jerking it. It seemed to work, but the movement created too much of a disturbance as it flopped around Laura's mouth, so he quickly gave that up. Thinking, he carefully placed a hand on the back of Laura's head and very gently tried rocking it back and forth, letting the natural adhesion of her lips work his tip.
It felt really good but also very slow as he couldn't go faster out of fear of waking her up. He tried using his other hand to grip his penis between his fingers and producing a less disruptive motion to get off and it kind of worked, but it also turned out he was significantly less dexterous with his offhand than he thought, and he couldn't reach Laura's head with it to switch them.
Figuring out a new strategy once more, Michael let go of Laura and instead tried to thrust up as lightly as he could. After testing a few approaches, he found he didn't need to move his hips at all, just flex his rear muscles to thrust forward just right, without going further than the tip. It also proved that he could do it fast and without disturbance.
Quickly getting hold of this new technique, Michael was soon pumping away inside Laura's mouth, his tip entering and withdrawing twice per second. He reached down with his hand and got a hold of his member with two fingers, adding extra stimulation to his shaft with each thrust. It was working and he was getting closer extremely quickly.
He couldn't tell what it was, the frustration, the thought of how kinky what he was doing was, maybe it was the sight of sleeping Laura lying on his lap. Whatever the cause, he found himself at the edge very soon and he was about to go plummeting down.
Michael grunted as he came, his hips bucking so hard he was afraid Laura would wake up. The trembling gripped him even as he unloaded into her mouth, a deluge of hot seed bursting from between her lips. The bliss clouded his mind and when it ended, he was breathing deep and quick, louder than he would have dared, in fear of waking Laura.
Even as he recuperated, Michael immediately withdrew, letting the cum spill from Laura's mouth. But not nearly enough, he realized. He watched in awe as she swallowed in her sleep, gulping down portions of his load. He waited until she stopped ingesting all that remained of his seed before he moved to clean her up. Even then, he made sure there was nothing left before wiping her mouth and the sheets. He closed the butt flap of her pajamas and moved to the bathroom to clean himself next.
It might not have been his strongest orgasm, but it was definitely one of the most memorable.
When he retuned to the bedroom, all sobered up, the sight of Laura calmly sleeping on the bed like nothing had happened made his heart beat faster. He had just done what had to be the kinkiest thing in his life, yet here she was, completely at peace. And it had all been her idea!
Slowly, Michael approached the bed and sat beside her sleeping form. He gently stroked her forehead, feeling her breath on his fingers whenever his hand passed in front of her face. He may have been sitting there for ten whole minutes before he decided he too might want to get some sleep.
He moved his pillow to the foot of the bed so he would be facing Laura. When he had tucked himself under the blanket, Michael watched her face from the comfortable softness of his pillow as his eyes quickly grew heavy.
"I love you," he whispered before he lost himself to his dreams.
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The light shone bright and irritating, piercing directly through Laura's closed eyelids. Unable to hide from the intruding rays, she was forced to embrace the waking world as she slowly lifted herself from the bed.
A heavy smell of bacon and eggs assaulted her nose, forcing all remains of sleepiness away from her mind. Looking at the clock, Laura realized it was close to noon. Michael, forever the early bird, must have eaten without her, whatever breakfast he had made for her having long since gone cold, or had been mercifully devoured by him in her stead.
Deciding there was no need to hurry, she let her head hit the pillow for a moment more while she rubbed eyes awake. As her senses gradually awoke, Laura found a familiar taste lingering in her mouth. Her heart jumped at her sudden realization of what had transpired, and she immediately got up from the bed.
She examined herself in the mirror. She was all clean. The sheets were all clean, from what she could see. Yet there was no denying that he had done it!
A small smirk creeped onto her face.
So, he had enjoyed himself after all. Perhaps she could yet convince him to give her fantasies a chance!
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Note: English isn't my first language so I apologize for any grammatical or stylistic errors. I always appreciate any feedback I get, especially comments. Thank you.
