Angels Wake Me Up

Rated M for Mature.

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I am sleeping, drifting…floating….somewhere in that insensate where I am not quite asleep and not yet awake. I don’t feel anything…I don’t hear anything…I am suspended….rising….slowly into my senses.

As I float slowly float upward, I am aware of your nearness…you are close to me and I feel secure. In my sleep, I feel your breathing, your body against mine.

You are asleep as well. I don’t know what time it is….I don’t know if it is still dark. It doesn’t matter. I am comfortable, content, drifting ever upwards.

I feel my lightness dissipating. I am aware of my body. I feel my legs, sensations moving upwards as I move slightly closer to your warmth. I have kicked the covers off and I feel the chill of the air on my flesh.

Your breathing changes slightly and our bodies move into the position we rest in….my back against you, my ass curved into you….our legs tangled. As I continue to awaken, I move back into sensations….flickers of light…soft sounds…the faint scent of the love we just made before we fell asleep.

You pull me closer to you as you awaken. My ass presses into your belly and you adjust me slightly so that your breath rustles across my neck. Your arm is resting on me and you cup my breast and kiss my shoulder. I am still floating in the warm cocoon of sleep.

I am not yet aware of your need.

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You are awake now and your kisses move across my shoulder to my neck. I feel so safe and warm. It is wonderful….maybe I will sleep just a while longer….

I turn my face towards you unconsciously to accept your morning kiss. Your fingers squeeze my nipple and your hand caresses my breast. You are so close to me now, I move to complete the link between our bodies. I breathe slowly as I float into my reverie again. I know you are there, and I feel you but I am unaware of your movements as you rise over me and caress my thighs. They fall open to you without my realizing what I am doing.

You smile, thinking I am awake. I am responding to your touch and you are aroused, not knowing I am still sleeping.

Only part of me is aware of what you are doing. I sigh…and see the lights around me again…soft flashes of pink and yellow lights….moving around me, guiding me up. I sleep as if I am on a cloud…..a warm cloud of gentle breezes and sounds…ever moving me…ever drifting. It is so peaceful!

I smell flowers and sweetness. Gentle hands stroke me, stroke my thighs, up my stomach to my breasts, soft lips move to my neck and around to the side of my face.

Angels are helping me awaken, I think…angels that love me and want to guide me to my senses slowly and tenderly. I smile in my sleep as I enjoy their touch.

Your lips close around my nipple and gently tug it into tautness. I sigh again. The sensations are becoming more and more intense. I feel that pulling in my stomach that signals arousal. I turn until I am flat on my back. The air moves across my breasts and I feel your hand cupping me, squeezing me, your tongue lapping softly and then your teeth pull at my nipple….ever so tenderly.

I love waking up slowly like this.

You move your body over mine, your hands and your mouth move across me causing ripples of feelings to move through me. My skin is heating up…it is difficult to breathe.

I don’t know what is happening, but I am enjoying the way it feels. I moan aloud as the wetness between my legs seeps out of me. You feel it and stroke me until my womanhood is soaked in my own sweetness.

I am ready for you.

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You slide into me so smoothly, so naturally that I gasp. I feel filled….satisfied to be joined with you. You move inside me, touching places that cause my hips to rise, to move, to make circles. I have to hold on to you and wrap my legs around you.

I feel the tingles as you touch me inside…the little fires that feel so good. They continue to feel even better…and my body is moving faster now, rising, coming into you and suddenly, I am awake.

My eyes are open. I look up into your eyes, smiling as you make love to me.

“Good morning,” you say, your voice so soft and warm.

I cannot speak just yet. I cannot do anything but feel. I move my legs higher and your manhood touches my nub and it sends sparks through my body.

I am going to come.

I feel it moving through my body and my legs begin to shake. The lights come back and the sweet spasms take me even higher than my dreams.

I lay, still shivering, gazing at you.

“I was still asleep,” I say.

You laugh.

“You were responding to me so I thought you were awake and just enjoying the attention.”

“I was enjoying it, but I was still asleep. I woke up just before I came. I didn’t know what you were doing. I thought angels were waking me up.”

You hold me close to you and I realize I was right.

Brenda Thompson is a former university professor and public relations professional. An accomplished writer, Brenda also swirled with rock stars.