I start to hear my own breath as I realize that I am rocking, gently rocking my hips into the bed. The friction on my clit is light, but it’s plenty to stoke the fire.
I almost moan out loud as I stare down at that beautiful cock and hump the bed deeply. Beautiful? No, fuck that guy, I never liked him. This bed belongs to me and my boyfriend and this whole situation is just some unfortunate fallout from a big party last night.
Any minute my boyfriend will be home and all these people will be out of here to let me shower and recuperate in peace. What was that?
Was it the front door? I can hear someone moving around out there.
Oh no! Instinctively I dart back under the sheets and pull them up over me. Andy stirs. I bite my lip with anxiety. I can tell now, someone is shuffling over the carpet- maybe heading to the bathroom. I can’t think about that now because the sleeping idiot Andy has thrown an arm around me and pulled his skinny frame into a tight spoon.
My eyes are wide as that huge cock slides between us, slipping on its own pre-cum between my round asscheecks and coming to rest with the head at the small of my back.
I don’t move a muscle. Someone is using the bathroom right next to the bedroom. Andy is practically snoring right in my ear, his meaty cock is sawing gently between my buttocks, and my pussy is leaking all over it. How did I get in this position? And how do I get out?
Someone is clumsily moving around the bathroom, I can hear them plain as day through the wall. I don’t dare move now.
With a start I realize that my nipples are pointing out, diamond hard, pressing through the thin fabric of my shirt. I realize this because Andy’s limp hand is draped over my shoulder and his fingertips are lightly brushing against them. At this my head swims. I have to get out of this somehow!
Andy’s massive rod is still hard like hot metal. I can feel his heartbeat in the thing, for Christ’s sake! I wish I could just find it as disgusting as I find him, but I woke up in this state, and everything that’s happened since has just gotten me hotter, despite myself.
I try not to move, but my chest is heaving, with each deep breath my left nipple makes another pass over Andy’s fingertips. Involuntarily, my back is arching, hips tilting back just a little, more and more, to bring my moist lips in contact with that sizzling cock. From here it feels like I could fry an egg on it.
No! That’s it. I’m getting up. Carefully, I start to hoist myself up on one elbow, at the same time moving his dead-weight arm down off me. I’m still pressed against him in the spooning position, though. His cock slides slowly between my butt cheeks as I rise, slick with his pre cum, and maybe a bit of mine. God, I am soaking down there! I rise and rise, but his cock seems to go on forever. I finally slide his arm off to the side. Just as I am almost out of his dumb, sleeping grasp I hear the toilet flush in the next room and freeze.
Andy grumbles something in his sleep and stirs a little. At this I can feel that bulbous head, definitely streaking a thick trail of slimy pre cum down the small of my back. The pale little hairs there are standing on end as I feel the hot ridges of that head slide once again into my buttcrack. I’m free, now’s my chance- but I can’t move. I feel the very tip of his big glans touch my anus and rest there, instantly soaking it in a pool of pre cum. My eyes roll back in my head and despite myself I let out a moan.
Andy rolls forward, closer to me and my eyes widen as for a moment, his cockhead presses hard against it. I jerk away and the whole cock slides suddenly right between my legs. Andy throws his arm around me again and pulls me down into a spoon. As he murmurs in his sleep I realize my moment is gone.
Now I am straddling the great thing like a witch on a broomstick. It arches out before me, between my legs, as if it were my own. My wet fucking lips are pressed right against the over carriage of the cock, spread ever so slightly and coating the whole thing in my copious juices.
Pussy juice just pools on the wide breadth of his cock and runs down the sides, down all the way to the very tip so far away, and off the side of the bed. My head is swimming and I can’t keep my eyes focused. My mouth is limply open, tongue hanging out as I rock my hips back- just a short distance- to press my hungry clit against the top of it.
Instantly- ecstasy. I’m glad that the unknown d*unkard has left the bathroom and returned to their place, probably on the living room floor. I’m glad that dick head Andy is so sound asleep, and I’m glad my boyfriend was responsible enough to drive his d*unk friends home last night because now my slick clit is just sliding up and down the burning top of this cock.
I’m biting my lip and moaning softly with each thrust. My pussy juices are just flowing down his big cock in a torrent. The bed sheets are drenched and I’m pinching my nipples without a care in the world.
My clit can feel it plain as day- his cock is hot. Really hot! It’s burning up, and it’s sending shivers up and down my body. All my tiny little hairs are standing on end. The motion is creating a white froth where my parted lips are scrubbing that cock’s topside. I’m just staring at the head as it bobs up and down in the morning light, still with a generous dew drop of pre cum on the tip.
I can’t help myself as I reach a finger down to it. I have to extend my arm all the way just to reach it. I press my fingertip against it, gently covering the slit there. The gooey stuff pools and I delicately smear it all around the very tip of that great cock, riding myself off even harder. How can he still be asleep? Thank goodness he is…
It feels so hot to the touch. I raise the finger to my lips and suck the stuff into my mouth. It tastes like heaven. I have to cum now. No turning back. |
