If you were to ask me what my favourite time to have sex is, I could give you a definitive answer. Mornings? I do like snuggly mornings but it is for gentle, half asleep sex which isn’t my preference, couple that with morning breath and it leaves me feeling a bit meh.
How about afternoon sex? I love afternoon sex, its when we’re at our most awake, have most time and we’re at our most adventurous. It’s when our kinky sex happens, a time to bring out toys or needles or anything else that needs to cleaned and tidied away. For that reason this is probably my favourite sex time.
However, what about night time sex? I love this too but for very different reasons. Orgasms at bedtime mean a better nights sleep, falling asleep in his arms means a better nights sleep. And yet, bedtime sex is something that rarely happens in our house. You see, I go to bed hours before my partner does because I get up earlier and him getting out of bed after he’s fucked me to sleep doesn’t work well for him. As I’m a terrible sleeper he doesn’t want to wake me when he comes to bed because he knows I need my sleep so I’m not grumpy the next day!
I have occasionally woken him up for a before work quickie but now that means it would be at 4am, even I draw the line at that! I don’t mind being woken up for sex if he’s feeling horny, in fact I actively encourage him to. There was one occasion that sticks in my mind when he did exactly that.
I was asleep when I was aware of the sound of my own groan, something was feeling damn good and that something was his fingers gently circling my clit. The momentum was building as was my orgasm. And then he stopped, rolled over and snored. Then I realised he was asleep through the whole thing and I couldn’t get back to sleep because I was too damn horny and he was asleep so I couldn’t ask permission to masturbate.
We spoke in the morning and I told him what had happened and he was utterly mortified. I want to make it clear, before I continue, he has my full consent to wake me and use me as he wishes. Whilst he understood I was absolutely fine with it, I could’ve been someone else who wasn’t fine with it. We even went as far as researching it online and found it had a name, sexsomnia. It was something that played on his mind, was it a new thing for him? Was it something that happened before but he wasn’t aware?
Luckily for him, or sadly for me, it was the only time he’s ever been asleep on the job. So we decided it’s nothing to worry about and put it down as a one off thing that happened when he was horny.