Sorry, Babe...couldn't Hold It In!

We had a nice evening tonight...sitting on the deck, drinking and reminiscing.

Then you "went to the bathroom" and 10 minutes later you were passed out cold in our bed.

The kids were asleep. The dog was crated. The covers were tossed to one side because you were hot. I stroked your hip when I got into bed, but got no response. I stroked your thigh. Nothing.

In frustration, I spooned in close to your ass and wrapped my hand around to rub your belly and cup your perfect little breast. Your breathing never changed.

Despite the lack of response, though, the warmth of your body turned me on and I felt my cock growing harder in anticipation. Pulling back, I shucked off my T-shirt and shorts and moved back against you, pulling your bamboo nightshirt up a bit so that I could feel your ass against me. Your skin was warm and smooth against my thighs and I rubbed the soft curve of your belly and breathed in the scent of your hair.

Still no response, and no change in your breathing.

Frustrated, I tried a little harder. I slid my hand up under your nightshirt and cupped your breast again, pinching your nipple when I found it. At the same time, I pushed my hardening cock into the gap of your thighs and felt the soft brush of your pubes against my shaft. As I became fully erect, a drop of precum slipped out of me and and used it to rub my cockhead along your pussy, hoping you'd wake up a bit and welcome me in.

Nothing. No pushing back against me, no gasp when I pinched your nipple and stretched it away from your body. Just a soft snore.

More frustrated, I stroked my hand down your thigh and tried to caress your pussy, but the angle was bad. All I could feel was the swell of your mound and the soft curls that covered it. My hand moved lower and without jarring you, I grasped your knee and pulled upward, feeling your limp body comply with my wishes. As your thighs parted, my cock nestled into the space between and I steered your leg upward some more, pulling your foot into place in front of your other thigh. That left you wide open to my advances, and when I let go of your knee, I slid my hand down your thigh and happily curled it between your legs to cup your pussy.

At that moment, I realized that I didn't want you to wake up. I wanted to fuck you just like that--open and vulnerable and not consenting at all. My cock throbbed into it's fullest erection and I felt a brief spurt of precum slip out as I thought about violating you.

With my free hand, I spread your labia and traced my middle finger along your slit, feeling the faint moisture there. Nudging my hips forward, I laid my cockhead between them and spread my own lubrication around, getting your opening slick and ready for me.

Moving my torso back for a better angle, I pushed my cock between your labia and moved my hand to your hip again. I could feel the heat inside you and as I slipped my cock into your sleeping pussy, I felt you start to open up the way it had a thousand times. This time, though, you weren't there to encourage me. You were asleep and my cock was pushing inside you.

Part of my awareness was keeping track of your slow, steady breathing. The other half was gently nudging my cock deeper and deeper inside you. My hand stroked your hip, your belly, and your mound as I gently pushed and pulled back, shifting my hips a little bit to align myself with your opening. Within moments, I was halfway inside you and scooting my shoulders back away from you some more to make the angles work.

As you slept, I worked my cock fully inside you and paused to savor the feelings. Your pussy was slick and tight and so hot that I couldn't believe its warmth. With a flex of my lower body, I pulled out a few inches and then slid back in. Your breathing remained steady with both movements, which emboldened me to try a little more.

I didn't pound you, but I held your hip again and started pumping myself slowly and steadily into you the way I did when we fucked in this spoon position. Your pussy parted reluctantly each time I thrust inside you, and I felt your fuzzy labia clinging to me as I pulled back.

In a few minutes, the excitement grew inside me at this new and thrilling form of fucking. I knew I was close, so I moved back close to your back and cupped your breast again as I rocked my hips and drove myself over the edge. Your body opened for me, but I could feel the alcohol-induced slumber holding you deeply unaware of my attentions as I drove myself toward a powerful orgasm.

When I came, I couldn't help but ram myself all the way inside you, my hips pressed hard against your ass. My cock throbbed wildly and I emptied myself into you, sending spurt after spurt of cum against your cervix as I pulled you close and shuddered.

When I finally relaxed, I pulled out of you and used my T-shirt to catch the cum dripping out between your furry pussy lips. Then I tugged your nightshirt into place and went to the bathroom to clean myself up and grab a new shirt.