Moaning In Your Sleep Novels & Stories

Then I would slip into bed as far from her as possible, and hope to fall asleep quickly. I began to actually follow the game, but after a few minutes I looked up from the television, and cocked my head; I'd thought I heard something. Picking up the remote, I lowered the volume and listened. There it was again, it was mom, but she wasn't speaking, she was moaning. Turning in the chair, I couldn't help but let out a moan of my own. Mom was lying on her back, her shorts pushed down to her knees, and her tank top pulled up over her tits.

The first time she heard it, she thought she was dreaming. Madeline lay sprawled across her bed as the faint hum of her desk fan filled the quiet night. The summer heat had been relentless, and even though her window was open, her skin felt sticky against the sheets. She had just drifted past that fragile edge of sleep when the sound jolted her awake. A scream, accompanied by a loud moan. She blinked in the dark, her heart stuttering as she held her breath. Then it came again. This time, it was louder. A girl was moaning loudly, followed by a low, male groan.

Kieran’s POV I was half-asleep, my back hurting from the springs in the small sofa bed, when I heard it. Someone was moaning on the other side of the room. Low at first, then higher-pitched, long and drawn out like a keening wail. My eyes shot open in the darkness, and in my partially asleep state, I didn’t know what it was for a moment. A banshee, perhaps? Or, more likely, an intruder.

She made sexual sounds to excite him; a week of watching porn had taught her, that men love hearing erotic moans from women. "Mmm...Oh...Mmppphh...UM!" She moaned. It was hard for her to really say anything verbal with her mouth filled up, so she sticked with just making little noises. She swished his cock inside her cheeks, getting it really deep into her throat, while breathing through her nose. Her face was completely buried into his lap; his cock completely inside her mouth, his thighs pressed up against her cheeks, her nose in his lap. Aaron moans were getting louder and his breathing more desperate. She firmly grabbed his dick with strong suction from her mouth, and then fondled his he

But tonight the sounds were different. Breathing. Low. Controlled. Then something softer. A moan. Maya sat up in bed, her back against the headboard, covers pulled tight around her. Her thighs pressed together. She told herself to ignore it, to put on music or plug in her headphones. But she didn’t. She listened. Another sound. A soft grunt. Then quiet again. She let her eyes close. Her hand drifted to her stomach, then lower, slipping beneath the waistband of her sleep shorts. Her fingers moved slowly. Hesitantly. Her breath caught.

I kept rocking, and rubbing my clit at the same time, biting my lip until it bled so I wouldn’t make a sound. I peeked over my shoulder, quick, terrified, cheeks burning. His eyes were still closed, face relaxed, mouth soft. He looked so peaceful and I was over here humping him in his sleep like an animal. I rubbed faster, hips moving in tiny, desperate circles, chasing it even though I didn’t deserve it. My legs started shaking. I shoved my face into the pillow to muffle the tiny, broken sounds I couldn’t hold back anymore. “Knox,..ah mhh” I moaned.

I was lying in bed in nothing but an oversized t-shirt, scrolling through my phone, when I heard it for the first time. A woman’s moan. Low at first. Then louder. Breathier. “Oh… fuck… yes…” My body tensed. The sound was coming through the thin wall that separated my bedroom from the apartment next door. I lowered my phone and listened. Another moan, deeper this time. Followed by the unmistakable rhythmic creaking of a bed. “Harder… please, baby… fuck me harder…” My cheeks burned. I should have put my headphones on. I should have turned on some music. Instead, I stayed perfectly still, breathing shallowly, as the moans grew louder and more desperate.

I jerk my hand free as if I was caught stealing. I remember last night after an early dinner with mom, dad and Ryder I came in here to study but I ended up falling asleep. heard a muffled sound coming through the wall from Ryder’s bedroom. It must be what woke me up from while at the brink of getting a good orgasm. I listened carefully and It sounded like someone crying in pain, but as I cocked my ear towards it, I realized it was a woman moaning with pleasure.

Dead asleep, snoring loudly. ****

There was a strange calm that settled over me, something I wasn't used to, something I didn't think I deserved. Not long after we'd fallen asleep, she started to stir. Her breathing changed, growing shallow, ragged. Then came the twitching. I opened my eyes, feeling her body tense against mine. She let out a soft whimper, her brow furrowing in distress. It was happening again—another nightmare. "Mom." She whispered. "Monique," I whispered, shaking her gently, but she was lost in it. Her breathing turned frantic, and she mumbled something I couldn't make out. She kicked slightly, her body jerking as if trying to escape something.