By CumRightMeow 58
12:35
12:35
Hey, Schlickers,
When I came home, there you were, bathed in moonlight, draped in red silk and lace. A perfect gift. Your silent permission.
Somnophilia, especially preconsenting somnophilia, seems to be a really common fantasy here. I honestly had no idea and only just recently discovered it as a kink of mine.
Real-life story time...
How, you ask? Well, a few months ago I unexpectedly had repeated opportunities to try it, and declined, because I was scared, and I wasn't 100% sure I would feel comfortable with it. But I wanted to. God I wanted to so badly.
A very good in-person friend of mine is massively into this kink. This is the same person who suggested that I start doing erotic audios. You all have her to thank for me trying this. She also got me into writing erotic stories, which I still haven't posted on Reddit, but will eventually. Needless to say, she was the source of many personal discoveries and new kinks.
...And or months she kept trying to persuade me to fuck her in her sleep. Coming up with more and more elaborate scenarios. Meeting me somewhere, slipping me a hotel key, and then walking in on her sleeping, fucking her, and waking her up with an orgasm. That kind of thing. I could go on, but you get the idea.
She unexpectedly ghosted me a few days before my first GWA post. I really fucking miss her, and I regret never indulging her in more of her kinks, especially this one. I would have loved it...I just wasn't ready yet.
N, wherever you are, whatever you're doing, I miss you, and this one is for you.
The Red Lace Permission Slip
Original Script by u/Demon_Lynx
Original Summary: With opposite schedules, you and your husband have had no time for intimacy. So you come to an agreement that when he comes home, and you're wearing that little red slip, it's a green light for him to indulge.
And so now I sit, aching at the thought of you again, wondering what you'll be wearing tonight. Regardless of that outcome, red slip or T-shirt, I know I'll have you in my arms tonight.
...And that will always be more than enough.
