Erotic fiction for sleepless nights and a breathless moment of hypnotic lesbian lust and intense edging in the darkest hours.

Lesbian erotica in which a sleepless night of tossing and turning in the dark hours turns into an opportunity for some gentle domination and erotic edging as Joan tries to lull her lover Sarah back to sleep.

Insomnia Cure – Lesbian Erotic Fiction by Anne Shark

Insomnia Cure

It was one of those nights. Sarah and Joan had gone to bed at 11pm, a reasonable hour, and Joan had drifted off to sleep immediately, leaving Sarah tossing and turning, lonely, anxious and… well… 

Sarah sighed and snuggled up to Joan’s warm body, wrapping her arms around her lover. Her tense body relaxed slightly as she pulled Joan close, wishing they’d had sex 

, but knowing Joan had had a long day and was ready to crash.

Midnight… 12:30… 1am now… Sarah was getting more and more unsettled.

“Baby,” Joans voice suddenly came to her in the dark. “You’ve been restless. What’s wrong?”

The sound of Joan’s sleepy voice brought Sarah immediate comfort.

“Just nervous,” Sarah said, knowing she didn’t have to say more right then, that Joan understood her more deeply than the details of her specific worries.

“Come here,” Joan said, pulling Sarah toward her. “Let me help.”

She began stroking Sarah’s already aroused body, transforming the icky anxiety hyper-alertness into pleasure with each pass of her fingertips — from her shoulder to navel, nipple to hipbone, thigh to knee.

“Mmm…” Sarah sighed in relief, arching her back in pleasure.

“Now, you know you have to be a good girl and go to sleep, right?” Joan asked, her voice shifting the way it did when she slid into Domme mode.

“Yes, I know…” Sarah replied, her own voice becoming childlike.

“So, I’m going to help you go back to sleep, but it won’t be easy, right? You have to be good.”

“Please do,” Sarah replied, inhaling deeply as Joan’s hand circled her lower belly, circling lower and lower until she quivered.

“Good… that’s right, feel how good…”

Bit by bit, Joan’s hand inched toward Sarah’s pussy, and then, as it grazed her already-swollen clit, she paused, allowing Sarah to gyrate against her fingers.

“Not so fast, darling…” Joan murmured. “Not so fast…”

Sarah took another deep breath and let her body settle back into Joan’s warmth.

“Good… Yes, that’s right. Breathe, sweetie, breathe…”

Joan reached stealthily across Sarah’s body and opened the bedside drawer, taking out her favorite pink vibrator. Sarah twitched in anticipation.

“Easy, love,” Joan said, kissing Sarah’s neck, her shoulder, working her way back up to her ear.

Sarah moaned deeper. “Oh yes… Please…”

“We need to get you to sleep. So, you know you can’t cum until I’ve tired you out, right?”

The gentle hum of the toy and the subtle vibration she felt as Joan brought the toy under the covers sent another wave of anticipatory pleasure through Sarah’s body.

Joan began tapping the toy softly against Sarah’s belly, and then moved it lower, until it was mere inches from Sarah’s clit. Sarah moved her hips in tiny circles, dancing with pleasure, feeling her arousal increasing more and more.

“Now, you know you have to be a good girl and go to sleep, right?”

When Joan finally gave Sarah what she was craving, direct contact with her clit, she could have immediately orgasmed. But the vibration promptly stopped.

“Are you going to sleep like a good girl?” Joan asked.

“Yes. Yes, I’ll go to sleep. Please give me more.”

“Not until this one passes, sweetie.”

So Sarah breathed deeply, allowing the twitching in her pussy to slow and then stop.

Joan sensed the shift in her body, and whispered, “Now, I’ll give you just one breath’s worth. You may not cum. If you get close, you have to tell me. We will go up to 10 seconds, then you may cum. Once you’re good and relaxed.”

“Oh, yes… please,” Sarah replied, every ounce of her being waiting for that single second of vibration.

The vibration started, and Sarah replied with a cry of joy, inhaling deeply, only for the vibration to promptly stop again. She exhaled, humming softly as she did, the desire to orgasm passing, her body settling into a deeply relaxed state.

Then it was two. Sarah breathed into the pleasure, allowing herself to feel it entirely while simultaneously resisting the desire to cum. That desire intensified nearly to the point of no return at the top of her second breath.

But the vibration stopped, just before she peaked, and again, her body relaxed on the out breath, this time, even more deeply.

“Good girl,” Joan murmured, sending a different kind of pleasure coursing through Sarah’s limp body.

Then it was three breaths, her desire to orgasm waiting, miraculously, until the top of the third before Joan shut off the toy, forcing the ripples to flow through Sarah’s body as she exhaled, leaving her tension yielding and muscles slackening.

Joan counted the breaths with every inhale Sarah took. Each time, Sarah managed to hold off her orgasm a breath longer. Each time, she relaxed even deeper.

“Good girl,” Joan said each time, holding Sarah close as her body rippled with the mounting pleasure and then softened into deeper tranquility.

Before long, they’d reached 10 breaths. At this point, Sarah was entirely under Joan’s spell.

By this point, Sarah was a puddle of warm goo in her girlfriend’s arms, being molded by Joan’s will with every breath, every shiver of pleasure coinciding with Joan’s actions. She was whimpering and moaning uncontrollably, deep in sub-space as Joan began her final build-up.

One breath… The toy buzzed into life and the pleasure began building between her thighs.

Two breaths… It increased, a syrupy warmth creeping into her limbs.

Three… She felt her face begin to flush.

“Feel that, baby? Feel how good…” Joan purred.

“Yes, oh yes…” Sarah whimpered. “Yes, yes, yes… oh yes, please, mmmmm….”

“Eight…” Joan began counting aloud. “You’re getting closer, and closer to orgasm… Nine… Oh yes, you’re so close, so close… but not yet…”

to cumming without actually cumming, but here she was, her pussy dripping wet, pulsing and swollen, hot ripples of energy rushing through her as she shivered and shook.

“Ten… Breathe, baby, breathe. Yes, love, yes, cum for me, 

And Sarah did. The most intense, full-body orgasm flowed over her, again and again and again as she held her breath at the top.

Finally, she let it out, slowly, the dizzying rushes of orgasm coming in less and less intense waves until, finally, she had fully exhaled, limp against her lover’s body.

“Hush now,” Joan whispered into Sarah’s ear. “Hush now, my darling, and sleep.”

Sarah fell into a deep, unbreakable, dreamless sleep, 

 being the last words she heard, until she woke, late on Sunday morning, still nestled deep in the safety of Joan’s arms.