I can't take my eyes off of her as she sleeps. I can feel the heat rising up my face as my pulse quickens. Even in her sleep, she drives me crazy.
She grunts softly and stretches her leg out. Her warm, smooth skins brushes against my bare leg and heat immediately begins radiating up my body. My eyes hungrily take in the contours of her gorgeous breasts as they rise and fall with each breath. My pussy throbs at the thought of tasting those breasts. I close my eyes and imagine how her nipples would feel in my mouth. I can barely control myself as I think of kissing them, sucking them, biting them.
I involuntarily slide my arm over her chest, lightly cupping one breast in my hands. I try to slow my breathing by shoving my face into my pillow a bit, hoping if she does wake that she'll think I was doing it in my sleep as I'm known to be quite a cuddle bunny sometimes. I'm not sure why I did this but I hold my breath anyway awaiting her reaction; there is none. I exhale rather loudly when I realize she is completely out - something that will easily happen when you mix a lot of beer and a lot of pot together in a short amount of time.
I think to myself that I should pull my hand back before she wakes but a part of me won't let it move. Instead, against all best judgment, my fingers begin caressing her breast in search of her nipple. A few seconds of fiddling with the soft material of her tank top and her nipple is hard and pushing gently against her shirt.
Despite the fact that I'm partially laying on my right arm, my hand still manages to find its way to my own breasts and I playfully pull at my own nipples for a second before moving along. I slip my hands under the waistline of my panties and instantly begin massaging my clit in a slow circular motion.