Fondling Sleepers

Nativ.....I would really like to get to know you better after reading that :D

I vastly approve of that encounter
 
twisted and creepy....yet a guilty pleasure indeed

i can be a bit twisted on occasion

i was trying to keep it positive. i left out that the feelings of elation were mixed with feelings of betrayal after the fact.

while it is a great fantasy..
for those of you thinking of trying this,
I wouldn't, his girlfriend and I never spoke again

being oh so bad made it oh so good
 
Years ago, with my ex-wife, I used to fondle her in her sleep. Even got to the point where I could insert a finger in her pussy without awaking her. Of course, I got caught a few times and was scolded for waking her.

When our last baby was born, she would breast feed the baby in our bed and usually fall asleep during nursing. It was often up to me to take the baby back to her room and when I'd return I'd often gently fondle my ex-wife breasts to the point of getting more milk from them. Although I couldn't suck on her nipples (I tried, but she always woke up) but I could manage to squeeze the nipples and squirt milk into my mouth that was hovering just above her nipple. I would sometimes do this for half an hour or more before she'd turn over in her sleep and lie on her other side. The times when I was successful and managed to drink her sweet milk it was such a "rush"! I would usually jack off in bed next her afterward before I could get back to sleep myself.
 
I don't find the thought of a stranger fondling me in my sleep arousing...it's a little too creepy for me.

However, I love the idea of waking up to my naked lover, someone I know and trust, pressed tightly against my back, his hands fondling my breasts, his hard cock pressing against my ass, his lips on my neck....yeah, I can definitely get behind that. :cool:
 
I don't find the thought of a stranger fondling me in my sleep arousing...it's a little too creepy for me.

However, I love the idea of waking up to my naked lover, someone I know and trust, pressed tightly against my back, his hands fondling my breasts, his hard cock pressing against my ass, his lips on my neck....yeah, I can definitely get behind that. :cool:

I'm with you
 
But what if the stranger were...

really hot?
or
An attractive acquaintance?


..there is a fine line between creepy and daring..
 
i can be a bit twisted on occasion

i was trying to keep it positive. i left out that the feelings of elation were mixed with feelings of betrayal after the fact.

while it is a great fantasy..
for those of you thinking of trying this,
I wouldn't, his girlfriend and I never spoke again

being oh so bad made it oh so good

I, uh.

Wow. That was an incredibly hot little story you wrote, Nativ.
 
This idea is honestly one of my favorite, most erotic things! I sooo love it. I've even woken up masterbating or grinding against the bed so many times. :) brb, going to nap, lol
 
I love being fondled while I sleep, omg... amazing! I had an experience when I was younger and although I didn't want the person who was touching me to do so, my body still responded and when I woke up, I just pretended to still be sleeping and he never knew the difference until I later confronted him on it. I know what he did was wrong but the feelings it gave me were unexpected and I think about that experience a lot....wish my husband would do this to me now!!!


i completely agree jadedgirl

in the sleep state, your body won't discriminate no matter who is touching you as your sensations are heightened

in my experience, i didn't wake easily due to being intoxicated, and when i awoke it was pretty obvious when i cried out in orgasm and opened my eyes

of course, it would always be better to do this with someone you trust, but it
really is not too different from regular morning sex unless you do it properly IMO

i wish my man would at least attempt this and many other things; he is always too afraid of scaring me away or hurting me, but i am a lot stronger than i look..
 
I don't find the thought of a stranger fondling me in my sleep arousing...it's a little too creepy for me.

However, I love the idea of waking up to my naked lover, someone I know and trust, pressed tightly against my back, his hands fondling my breasts, his hard cock pressing against my ass, his lips on my neck....yeah, I can definitely get behind that. :cool:

as long as it was only fondling or maybe him fondling and jacking off at the same time, and not pursuing more, even a complete stranger doing so could be quite intense. Of course, that's not ideal, but if it happened, your body would still respond without your permission. That is what I find so attractive about it, how your body deceives you and gives in to the natural erotic pleasures of touch!
 
as long as it was only fondling or maybe him fondling and jacking off at the same time, and not pursuing more, even a complete stranger doing so could be quite intense. Of course, that's not ideal, but if it happened, your body would still respond without your permission. That is what I find so attractive about it, how your body deceives you and gives in to the natural erotic pleasures of touch!

To me, this is very similar to a rape fantasy. I think as long as it's between two consenting adults, fondling while asleep can be very stimulating. Seems the woman is always the receiver. Have any women considered fondling their lover while they are asleep?
 
I don't find the thought of a stranger fondling me in my sleep arousing...it's a little too creepy for me.

However, I love the idea of waking up to my naked lover, someone I know and trust, pressed tightly against my back, his hands fondling my breasts, his hard cock pressing against my ass, his lips on my neck....yeah, I can definitely get behind that. :cool:

Um.....if I read that right.....wouldn't you actually be in FRONT of that?:devil: Personally I wouldn't mind being behind that and doing a little instigating, but that's just me;)
 
To me, this is very similar to a rape fantasy. I think as long as it's between two consenting adults, fondling while asleep can be very stimulating. Seems the woman is always the receiver. Have any women considered fondling their lover while they are asleep?

Women doing the fondling is here, it just is mostly in relationships, shorter posts.:D
I have thought more of being the fondled than the fondler
 
Um.....if I read that right.....wouldn't you actually be in FRONT of that?:devil: Personally I wouldn't mind being behind that and doing a little instigating, but that's just me;)

Well aren't you a clever one? :) but yes, I WOULD be in front of that, enjoying it immensely. Instigate away....;)
 
Well aren't you a clever one? :) but yes, I WOULD be in front of that, enjoying it immensely. Instigate away....;)

I have been known to have my moments;) I would hope you were enjoying it if I were to be doing that....otherwise I would be thinking I had lost my touch:eek:

Now if you just roll forward a tiny bit.............:devil:
 
I had tried to do th is with my ex husband but he was all about his sleep. So over the summer my SO and I spent a few times over night together til the morning. It was a very nice treat each time when I was awoken to the feeling of his hands on my nipples or pussy. It led to some wonderful sessions together. Oh how I am thinking I would love to recreate that right now.
 
Funny, until now I thought I was the only one who'd ever done anything like that. When I was fourteen, my mom rented out a spare bedroom in our house to a co-worker of her's. I think his name was Karl and he was from Germany.

I had discovered masturbation at an early age and was obsessed with it. One day, shortly after Karl had moved in with us, he walked in on me in the bathroom as I was getting ready to take a shower. I had just gotten undressed when he came in. The lock on the door was broken and for whatever reason it never got fixed. We were always supposed to knock before going into the bathroom. I guess Karl hadn't been informed about that, yet.

After that incident, whenever I masturbated, I thought about Karl staring at me in the nude. Just that. I wasn't fantasizing about having sex with him, just him staring at my naked body. For some reason that was such a turn on for me.

Before too long, the image of Karl seeing me naked was no longer a sufficient enough turn on, and I was looking for a way to spice things up a little. I still remember the first time I snuck out of my bedroom in the middle of the night, my heart pounding in my chest with nervousness at what I was about to do. I walked up to Karl's bedroom door and put my ear against it to hear if he was snoring (he always snored when he slept). He was. Ever so quietly I opened his door and walked up to his bed. I watched him for a moment, then took off my clothes and masturbated right there in front of him. To this day I still remember how nervously excited I was and the incredible pleasure I felt during my orgasm. In fact so pleasurable that after I went back to my room I couldn't fall asleep and within a half an hour or so went back to Karl's bedroom to do it again, as well I did the following night and the night after that.

After a couple of weeks, masturbating naked in his room was no longer as exciting as it was the first few times, and I became more daring. I quickly caught on to the fact that Karl was a heavy sleeper and that I could get away with quite a bit without waking him. I realize now that it was the idea of getting caught that was such a turn on for me. I began moaning noisily as I played with myself by his bedside, and I would synch my moans with his snoring. Every time he made a sound I would moan more noisily. Sometimes I'd even whisper in his ear, saying things like, "Please wake up Karl, I need you to play with my wet pussy." Or, "If you wake up right now I will take your dick in my mouth, oh please wake up so I can taste you. Don't you want to see me naked again and touch me?"

Eventually I became ever bolder and even started touching him. His hands or arms at first, to see if that would wake him. It didn't. After that I often put my hand under his comforter and placed it ever so gently on his cock and softly began squeezing it as I continued to play with myself. Occasionally he would get an erection from this. Whenever his hand was near the edge of his bed, I would bend over and place my breasts in his open hand. Sometimes I could feel his hand involuntarily squeeze them a little. Or I would carefully grab him by his wrist and place his hand between my legs, carefully rubbing my pussy against it.

I'm sure at this point you're wondering whether he ever woke up. Well, yes he did. A number of times in fact but I was always quick to lie down on the floor, right next to his bed where he couldn't see me, and I would stay there, nervously excited, continuing to masturbate until he fell asleep again. Only one time was I not quick enough. As always I was naked. I was holding his hand between my legs and was boldly trying to insert one of his fingers it into my pussy when he abruptly woke up. I remember him looking straight at me, mumbling "What are you doing?" Then he turned over and immediately fell asleep again. If he was aware of what I was doing I will never know. He certainly never mentioned it. And no, it didn't stop me from sneaking into his room at night.

I did this at least two or three times a week for months, until he moved out. I just never got tired of doing it.
 
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That's a wonderfully erotic story, except for the part where he rolled over and went back to sleep. :rolleyes:
 
Asleep

In the last couple of weeks I have awoken to find myself fucking my wife.
Not just gentle love making but full on pounding sex.

the first time it happened I dreamt she was wanting sex and teasing me till I got turned on and also wanted to play. We both woke up as we where halfway through it, we kept going.
 
Funny, until now I thought I was the only one who'd ever done anything like that. my mom rented out a spare bedroom in our house to a co-worker of her's. I think his name was Karl and he was from Germany.

I had recently discovered masturbation and had become obsessed with it. One day, shortly after Karl had moved in with us, he walked in on me in the bathroom as I was getting ready to take a shower. I had just gotten undressed when he came in. The lock on the door was broken and for whatever reason it never got fixed. We were always supposed to knock before going into the bathroom. I guess Karl hadn't been informed about that, yet.

After that incident, whenever I masturbated, I thought about Karl staring at me in the nude. Just that. I wasn't fantasizing about having sex with him, just him staring at me. For some reason that was such a turn on for me.

Before too long, the image of Karl seeing me naked was no longer a sufficient enough turn on, and I was looking for a way to spice things up a little. I still remember the first time I snuck out of my bedroom in the middle of the night, my heart pounding in my chest with nervousness at what I was about to do. I walked up to Karl's bedroom door and put my ear against it to hear if he was snoring (he always snored when he slept). He was. Ever so quietly I opened his door and walked up to his bed. I watched him for a moment, then took off my clothes and masturbated right there in front of him. To this day I still remember how nervously excited I was and the incredible pleasure I felt during my orgasm. In fact so pleasurable that after I went back to my room I couldn't fall asleep and within a half an hour or so went back to Karl's bedroom to do it again, as well I did the following night and the night after that.

After a couple of weeks, masturbating naked in his room was no longer as exciting as it was the first few times, and I became more daring. I quickly caught on to the fact that Karl was a heavy sleeper and that I could get away with quite a bit without waking him. I realize now that it was the idea of getting caught that was such a turn on for me. I began moaning noisily as I played with myself by his bedside, and I would synch my moans with his snoring. Every time he made a sound I would moan more noisily. Sometimes I'd even whisper in his ear, saying things like, "Please wake up Karl, I need you to play with my wet pussy." Or, "If you wake up right now I will take your dick in my mouth, oh please wake up so I can taste you. Don't you want to see me naked again and touch me?"

Eventually I became ever bolder and even started touching him. His hands or arms at first, to see if that would wake him. It didn't. After that I often put my hand under his comforter and placed it ever so gently on his cock and softly began squeezing it as I continued to play with myself. Occasionally he would get an erection from this. Whenever his hand was near the edge of his bed, I would bend over and place my breasts in his open hand. Sometimes I could feel his hand involuntarily squeeze them a little. Or I would carefully grab him by his wrist and place his hand between my legs, carefully rubbing my pussy against it.

I'm sure at this point you're wondering whether he ever woke up. Well, yes he did. A number of times in fact but I was always quick to lie down on the floor, right next to his bed where he couldn't see me, and I would stay there, nervously excited, continuing to masturbate until he fell asleep again. Only one time was I not quick enough. As always I was naked. I was holding his hand between my legs and was boldly trying to insert one of his fingers it into my pussy when he abruptly woke up. I remember him looking straight at me, mumbling "What are you doing?" Then he turned over and immediately fell asleep again. If he was aware of what I was doing I will never know. He certainly never mentioned it. And no, it didn't stop me from sneaking into his room at night.

I did this at least two or three times a week for months, until he moved out. I just never got tired of doing it.

Have I ever done this with anyone else? Yes, but that's another confession.
Very erotic. The image of you rubbing his hand on your pussy gets me going...
 
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