Night Feedings
I was deep asleep the other night when I felt something brush across my lips. I first thought my husband was kissing me. But the warm flesh touching my mouth wasn’t his lips—it was the smooth glans of his penis. I felt a slight moistness at the tip, and I instinctively licked.
In a half-dream state, I savored the salty essence of his pre-seminal fluid on my tongue. Again, I felt the gentle pressure of the head of his penis prodding my lips. I sleepily wondered if I was only dreaming. I have often had erotic dreams about performing fellatio. Afterward, I would awaken with a tingly warm moistness between my legs.
I finally forced my eyes open momentarily just enough to see that his hips were next to my pillow. His erection was pointing eagerly straight at my mouth. Having confirmed that it wasn’t a dream, I closed my eyes. I then parted my lips and let him slide his swollen member into my mouth.
What happened next could best be described as muscle memory. Still in a barely conscious state, I began to suckle my husband’s penis gently. My tongue intuitively traced around the ridge of his swollen glans. Then it moved to his sensitive frenulum on the underside. I could feel his heartbeat pulsing through the veins as I continued my languid suck of his engorged member.
Being half-asleep, I can’t say how long I lazily performed fellatio on my husband. As I drifted in and out of semi-consciousness, I obviously edged him closer and closer to climax. Eventually, my orally erotic persistence was rewarded. There was a surge of his warm semen. It squirted against my tongue in streams of liquid release. As if by an autonomic response, I swallowed his viscous ejaculate without hesitation.
Now spent and sensitive, his softening penis slowly withdrew from my mouth. For a moment, I dreamily missed its fullness between my lips. I drifted back into a sound sleep with the taste of him still lingering on my tongue.
When I awoke the next morning, the memories of the night intermingled with those from earlier years of our marriage. After the birth of our second child, we went through a brief period of sexual hiatus. It wasn’t necessarily abstinence by choice but more from sheer exhaustion. Our newborn required frequent breastfeeding at night to sleep. Our toddler was demanding all day long and often ended up in our bed at night. Also, my sexual desire had diminished significantly during the postpartum period. I knew in my heart that I was neglecting my husband’s sexual needs, but I simply had no energy left to satisfy him.
I remember waking up one morning with a bit of an acrid taste in my mouth. Having had ample experience performing blowjobs, I immediately recognized it as a post-fellatio aftertaste. However, I had no recollection of going down on my husband the night before. I dismissed it, thinking I was just loopy from lack of sleep. But then a few days later, I awoke with an annoying hair in my mouth. When I picked it out, I realized it was my husband’s pubic hair. And, again, I had the distinct aftertaste of his semen.
I finally nervously asked my husband about it. I explained that I was pretty sure I had sucked him off but couldn’t remember doing it. Was there an oral sex equivalent of sleepwalking? He immediately confessed and apologized.
He admitted that the baby’s night feedings would often wake him, and then he’d have trouble going back to sleep. He also said that he’d struggled with the lack of sexual release lately. So one night, he decided to “offer” himself to my mouth. He described the blowjob I gave him as phenomenal. He was amazed that I didn’t even remember doing it.
Apparently, I could perform fellatio in my sleep! So some part of me must have still really wanted to please him. I promised that I would make more of an effort to tend to his aching loins. Also, if I ever passed out from exhaustion, I told him he could continue his night feedings when he needed to. Sometimes I would remember our late night oral encounters vividly, sometimes only vaguely, and others not at all. But as time passed, my sexuality gradually re-blossomed. I started to take a less passive approach to performing my marital “duties.”
Back to the present: Once my husband woke up, I looked at him knowingly. I told him that I had mysteriously woken up with a funny taste in my mouth. He grinned sheepishly and kissed me, first on the lips, next on the neck. Then he continued kissing down my body until he stopped at the edge of my panties. He looked up and said with a grin, “It’s my turn now.”
What an exquiste story. I would love to try this.
My mind is blown! This is simply amazing. You had me at – and I instinctively licked.
@Honeysuckle,
This is such a hot story that you love his cock and cum so much that you even enjoy it while asleep. He is so blessed and it sounds like you love it too. Don’t ever quit sucking him!
Great story. I love to eat at night!!! (and feed too)
Great story! My wife and I have had similar experiences. It really started in the sexual slump after our first child was born. In much the same way, I would initiate with her while she was asleep and she would respond favorably, often giving me a handjob (and demanding I finger-bang her in return), and occasionally a blowjob or full blown intercourse would follow. At first she teased me about waking up with wet underwear, but after some discussions, we decided it was best to have sex while both of us are awake. Thanks
The year after our first one was born was a difficult time in our sex life too, particularly for my husband, but we didn’t want a big gap until the next one. I would quickly fall asleep lying on my back every night and suggested that we could still get pregnant again. He could gently spread my legs, part my lips and enter. He can easily support his weight without touching me. His need for release was so great he would quickly squirt his load of semen, withdraw and gently wipe up the overflow so I wasn’t sleeping on a wet patch.
Holy smokes…. all this talk about semi-sleepy blow jobs and sleep-bangs is giving me a legit hard-on. I SO want to do this to wifey!
We did this when we had two little ones; we both wanted to try to do it like this when she was tired. I found it surprisingly exciting fantasizing about being a sperm donor and just doing it to impregnate her. If I haven’t had it for a few days I find I can be a premature ejaculator within seconds and only need to be half-way in and very gentle so don’t need to disturb her. And it worked, we got our third like this.
Talk about sweet dreams! Wowza. Thanks.
Wow, wow and wow! I would love this with my wife!