Sleeping Girl: An Erotic Tale
She was sleeping, her soft curves just barely visible under the layers of blankets. Her deep breaths were the only sound in the room, her golden hair spilling over her shoulder, her lips slightly parted as she dreamed. I stepped closer, my heart racing with desire as I watched her sleep.
I moved closer, unable to take my eyes off of her perfect body. Her skin was creamy, her curves inviting me closer. I wanted to feel her against me, to explore her body, to taste her.
I slowly peeled off the blankets, exposing her beautiful body to me. She was wearing a thin nightgown that clung to her curves in all the right places, her nipples peeking out from beneath the fabric. I ran my hands over her soft skin, drinking in her every curve.
My hands traveled lower, exploring her body. I found her soft folds and traced them with my fingers. She was already wet, her desire for me evident. I could feel her heat radiating from her body, and I hardened in response.
I moved up, pushing the nightgown up and exposing her breasts, her nipples already pebbled with arousal. I leaned in and teased them with my tongue, savoring their taste and texture. She moaned softly in her sleep, her body responding to my touch.
I ran my hands down her body, exploring her curves. Her hips were perfect, her waist inviting. I moved lower, pushing the nightgown aside to expose her most intimate areas. Her lips were inviting, her wetness signaling her desire. I explored them with my fingers, savoring the pleasure that came with each stroke.
I moved lower still, pushing her legs apart. Her arousal was evident and I wanted her to feel the pleasure that I could bring. I teased her clit with my tongue, savoring the sensations that came with each touch. She moaned softly again, and I smiled against her skin.
I moved lower still, my tongue exploring her depths. She was tight and wet, her pleasure evident as I explored her. I savored every moment, taking my time as I explored her body. I wanted to savor every inch of her, to make her feel pleasure that she had never imagined before.
Finally, I moved up, pushing her nightgown aside. I moved over her, my body pressing against hers as I kissed her deeply. She moaned into my mouth as I explored her with my tongue, her body responding to my touch. I wanted to be inside her and I moved lower, pushing her legs apart.
I entered her slowly, savoring the sensation of her tightness around me. She moaned into my mouth and I increased the intensity of my thrusts, my desire for her burning inside me. I wanted to make her scream with pleasure, and I explored her body with my hands, my fingers, and my tongue.
Finally, I reached my climax, my body trembling as I filled her with my pleasure. I collapsed onto her, my breathing heavy, our bodies entwined. I kissed her softly, savoring the pleasure of our union.
We lay together, our bodies still entwined, our breathing slowing. Finally, I pulled away, gathering her in my arms. I kissed her softly, savoring the taste of her lips, and then lay her back down, tucking her in.
I watched her as she slept, her golden hair spilling over her pillow. I smiled as I watched her, my heart filled with pleasure at the thought of the pleasure I had just brought her. I knew that she had been just as satisfied as I had been, and I smiled as I left the room, knowing that I had just shared the most intimate and erotic experience of my life.
