A guy (23m at the time) I was seeing recently used to fall asleep spooning me, with one hand under my waist and the other nestled between my boobs (apparently he didn't mind losing feeling in his arm). We didn't see each other often, so all the time we had together was precious.

He has trouble sleeping sometimes, and apparently he used to just watch me sleep and enjoy having me in his arms. (We used to sleep naked because we were always too tired to get dressed after sex)

Well, often that led to him having trouble keeping his hands to himself ;)

I would slowly wake up to the feeling of warm hands caressing my skin, squeezing my boobs and gently playing with my nipples. My nipples would usually be hard already from the cold room, and his rough, calloused hands always felt SO good on my skin. I was addicted to that feeling. I used to pretend to be asleep until he would slowly play with my clit, and the moans would give me away.

He would then proceed to kiss my neck and leave small bite marks everywhere as he slowly but surely teased me to an orgasm (sometimes if I was lucky I'd wake up as he was eating me out).

What we did after that often changed, sometimes it would be a sleepy hand job or a relaxed blow job, where I just used his stomach as a pillow as I just licked and played with his dick and balls. Other times we got riled up enough that we'd have sex before falling back asleep.

This usually happened in the small hours of the morning, and it always felt so good to wake up just for sex, even if it meant that I lacked sleep the next day.

We just couldn't keep our hands off each other! Probably due to still being in the honeymoon period, but it was so loving and caring, I can't forget it. Unfortunately we never got to date for that long, but I miss those early morning sessions so much, and I miss him.

This confession is a little more wholesome than the usual stories here, but I hope you enjoyed it. Keep your loved ones close people! And keep waking each other up with sex ;)