I Pretend To Be Asleep
I was new in the city, and at the time I lived with my best friend. In her house, her brother and their mother lived together like a big joint family. We had planned a get-together for friends that day. My friend also invited a guy she’d met at her job named Jon.
This house was HUGE. It was, I believe, five bedrooms, with a finished attic and basement space, and a little room off the side of the living room that could also be converted into a bedroom. It took up a whole fucking street corner.
We had all been up all night, my best friends and Jon. Jon was the type that we never gave a second thought to; he was always just around.
He was a cool enough guy, pretty laid back. We didn’t know much about him other than that he was an acquaintance and coworker of my friend’s mother. His age was about 24 or so, and he was staying there.
The next morning, we were all groggy and hungover. I got up to use the bathroom and kind of freshen myself. I hate feeling filmy and stale from late-night parties, all the booze and smoke and sweat. I just don’t like it.
I showered quickly before anyone woke up. Feeling refreshed, still groggy but not entirely tired, I went back to the room I’d passed out in to just chill and watch some TV.
It turned out that I’d ended up in Jon’s room, but he was still asleep, so I quietly got back in bed. I was lying on my stomach, opposite him, my feet up by his head, and started watching TV. I must have dozed off a little.
When I woke up, the TV was still on. Jon was still asleep, and so was everyone else, or so I assumed. I ended up watching SpongeBob because it was just on, and I didn’t feel like changing the channel. I’m a big kid, so it was interesting enough.
I was lying there, still, when I felt a slight touch on my ass. Kind of like Jon’s hand had twitched or shifted in his sleep and brushed my ass. I thought nothing of it and kept watching TV.
Not even five minutes later, though, I felt it again. Like a grazing hand on my ass cheek. And then again. This time, it was like a gentle squeeze, which both surprised me and made me a little excited.
“What is going on?” my mind raced. “Is he copping a feel? Do I like this? What do I do?” In my contemplation, I lay still, frozen. Another squeeze, this time on my other cheek. “Okay, he is definitely copping a feel. Holy shit.”
I quickly processed this and decided that, seeing as he was harmless and my body had already begun responding, this would be a go.
I’d left my panties off after my shower, so I was just in my pajama shorts and a T-shirt, and I could feel my pussy getting wetter.
“So how do I play this? Do I roll over, smiling, and pull my shorts down, letting him explore me some more? Or do I keep it cool and pretend I’m asleep?” My mind went back and forth in my self-thought train.
I decided to pretend I was still asleep. The feeling of him sneakily pawing my ass and thighs was driving me crazy at this point, and I was loving it.
I drew a quick breath in and felt him tense a bit. I lightly shifted my body, making my legs a little more open, my pussy a little more accessible, and then went still, like I was asleep but reacting to his touches.
He was frozen and silent for what seemed like forever.
I could feel some of my wetness on my upper thighs. I wondered if he could notice. It felt like centuries had passed before I felt another touch, this time on my thigh just below my ass.
He squeezed, a little more firmly, and then caressed slowly back up to my ass, where he continued to softly rub and squeeze both my ass cheeks again.
I think we have an ass man on our hands 🤭, first one, then the other. I was really loving this. My pussy was soaked, and I couldn’t help but start to squirm a little. A tiny whimper slipped out of me.
“Fuck,” I thought. “I’m gonna give it away.”
It didn’t matter. That was inspiration enough for him to get very bold, and I felt him reach between my legs, beginning to lightly touch and rub my pussy over my shorts.
I shifted my body again on his fingers, letting my shorts just kind of move away. I felt a finger on my pussy lips, trailing along them, gently teasing back and forth, then two fingers, back and forth along the top of my pussy.
I was going wild with lust at this point. I started to “wake up” a little and move my hips in rhythm with the now circular motions he was rubbing into my pussy, getting a little more in there each time until he finally broke the seal. It felt like all of my pent-up wetness gently, slowly rushed onto his fingers.
They were now slick with me as he kept going. It felt so fucking amazing, I could have cum right there, just like that.
His rubbing turned into a slightly forceful prodding between my lips, down to my clit, where he ran his index finger in circles around it.
This caused me to arch my back a bit, letting out a moan. I quickly became aware that everyone in the other rooms was probably still sleeping. The house sounded still.
I had to be quiet. I turned my face into the bed. My back was still arched, so he now had full access to my pussy, but just to be sure, I spread my legs fully apart.
He took that opportunity to place his full palm on my pussy and rub in circles, covering all of it. I’d never felt anything like that before, and the sensation sent me into a frenzy.
I was fully “awake” now. I turned and looked at him, flashing him a shy, devious smile before I turned and faced the mattress again, softly moaning into it, wiggling my hips, letting my pussy call to him.
His hand was drenched from me. He easily slipped two fingers right inside, went straight to my G-spot, and went to town. I was doing all I could not to scream out. It felt so unbelievably wrong but right, and good, sexy and secret and wonderful.
He didn’t, or couldn’t, keep this up much longer, and I had clearly given him the green light. I felt him slide my shorts down, and I wiggled out of them. He shuffled around on the bed, and when I looked back at him, he was on his knees behind me.
He slid his fingers back inside my pussy and kept fingering me before he stopped, and I heard the sounds of a well-lubed cock being played with. The fact that it was my creamy wetness he was using sent my lust into overdrive, and I perched up a bit, eagerly awaiting him to enter me.
He lay down on top of me in a prone position, and I felt him slowly slide himself in. I hadn’t seen his cock prior to this. I barely knew the guy. I was certainly going to know him now, that was for sure.
The first thing I noticed was the thickness of it. He had to rub the head of it around the entrance of my pussy as he went in slowly. I felt my hole stretch around and then accept him.
The sensation almost made me cum, him slowly guiding the girth of his cock deep inside me. He kept going until all of him was inside, and oh man, did he feel amazing.
I buried my face in the covers and moaned as he pulled himself almost completely out and then went all the way back inside me, a little harder this time. He grabbed my ass and squeezed, getting a good grip with one hand, the other hand up beside me, gripping the bed.
I felt my pussy envelop him as he deep-stroked into me, my hips moving in time with his strokes. We were in silent sync, the only noises being my muffled whimpers and moans and the light “tat tat tat” of his groin meeting my ass cheeks, slapping them lightly.
His free hand roamed my ass, hips, thighs, and then up to my back, finally gripping the back of my neck, and I loved that. I wiggled a little under him in response. He adjusted so he wasn’t putting all his weight on my neck but kept his hand there, squeezing as he pounded into my tightly stretched pussy.
It was getting harder to stay quiet, but my face being shoved into the sheets did a good job of keeping me almost silent, even though I was crying out in ecstasy as he took me.
He got more aggressive as he neared orgasm, and our movements became more rushed and desperate. His were desperate to be as deep inside me as possible, as hard as he could get, and mine were desperate to milk that thick, wonderful cock for all the cum it could give me. The risk and thrill of being caught with an almost stranger turned me into a filthy slut.
I wanted him to fill me. I wanted to secretly leak him all day, remembering the way he’d used me. I was on birth control anyway.
I lifted my face as much as I could with him still holding me down, pulverizing my hole, and whispered, “I want you to cum in me,” panting. “Cum in my pussy.”
That was all I could muster to say. He took his hand off my neck and placed both hands on my ass, which I propped up so he could get the best angle. He fucked my pussy hard. It was slightly painful, honestly, but I fucking loved it.
“That’s right,” I thought. “Make me sore. Use me. You took the chance, now take my pussy.”
He relentlessly slammed into me. I felt my orgasm building fast and hard. “I’m going to fucking cum, you’re going to make me fucking cum,” I whisper-moaned right before the wave crashed over me. My body shuddered, and I started to orgasm. He reached under my waist and played with my clit again, forcing my face back into the bed as I nearly screamed while coming.
I was sure someone had heard us, but I didn’t care. He grabbed my hips one last time and pounded out the remainder of my orgasm, and before long I felt his cock flex inside me.
“Oh shit,” he grumbled, trying to keep his own noises low as I felt him empty himself inside me. He held onto me until he was fully finished before slowly pulling out and collapsing beside me.
For a few minutes, we just stared at each other, smiling and giggling at what we’d done. I heard people shuffling around downstairs and realized they had probably been down there the entire time, which explained why it had sounded so quiet upstairs.
Oops.
I got my bearings, slipped my shorts back on, and decided I’d better join my friends, as I probably had some explaining to do, especially if they’d heard anything.
“I guess I’ll see you later,” was all I could say to Jon at that moment, grinning, not really knowing what else to say. He agreed. As I stood up to leave, I felt a little of his cum leak out of me. I smiled to myself and felt myself get excited all over again. It was going to be a delightful day.
This guy probably used up his luck for the next five years with this one morning.
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