Sleeping Beauty [MMF, sleep/nc, voy, short story]

I woke up with my panties wet. And by wet, I mean soaked. I could feel the moisture creeping past the edges of my panties to dampen my thighs. What the hell? I thought. I’d spent the night in my boyfriend’s dorm room, but we didn’t have sex since his roommate had come home early. Maybe I had just had very vivid dreams. I shrugged it off, thankful that both of them had already taken off for class. I would have been mortified to face them if my theory about wild sex dreams was true. I had a tendency to talk in my sleep and who knows what they heard last night.

Life got back to normal and I didn’t think anything of the incident until a few days later. My boyfriend and his roommate had both already left for class. I needed a thumb drive to transfer a few documents I needed for later and rummaged through my boyfriend’s desk drawer, grabbing the first one I saw. I plugged it into my computer and tried to transfer my files, but the thumb drive was full. Weird because there was only one other file labeled “Sleeping Beauty.”

Curious, I clicked on it and was shocked to see me fill up the screen. I lay in my boyfriend’s bed, the sheets rumpled around me. The oversized shirt I usually wore to bed was pushed up over my breasts, exposing me to the camera. My panties rode low on my hips, dragged down by my hand thrust beneath them. I moaned loudly as my fingers tickled and massaged the tender flesh between my legs.

“Fuck, is she always like this?” I could hear his roommate ask off camera.

“No. At least I don’t think so. Fucking hot, though, right?” That was my boyfriend. I trembled, not really believing what I was seeing. All sorts of feelings flooded through me. Anger. Humiliation. Arousal.

“What do you think she’s dreaming about?”

“Fucking. So horny. Make me come.” My voice was heavy with sleep, but each word still rang loud and clear. I sounded desperate and needy.

“What the…? Is she awake?” the roommate asked, his voice slightly panicked.

“I don’t… I don’t think so. Babe? Babe, are you awake?” Nothing. “Are you horny? Do you want me to make you come?”

“Yes,” I whispered. A pause.

“Okay, then take off your panties.” I did what he told me and there I was, exposed to the camera.

“Fuuuckkk!” I could hear the roommate groan. “I’m gonna have to go jerk off in the shower after this.”

My boyfriend laughed before his extended into the frame. His thumb brushed over my clit and I moaned, driving my hips up into his touch. He continued to rub me while he thrust two fingers into my wet pussy. For long minutes, the only sound was the wet slurping of my greedy pussy around his fingers and the increasingly harsh breathing of the two guys that bore witness to my very horny subconscious. I could see myself getting closer and closer to climax. I reached out with both hands to grasp my boyfriend’s wrist and ground my hips down hard against his fingers. My back arched, my head thrown back, I screamed my orgasm loud enough for the neighboring rooms to hear.

The silence after that was deafening. It was like they held their breaths waiting for me to wake up. But I didn’t. When I sleep, I sleep hard. My boyfriend wiped his wet fingers across my thighs and stomach and I barely stirred.

“Can I touch her?” The roommate’s question was so soft, the camera mics almost didn’t pick it up.

Then the video went black.

After sitting there for a long moment, I dumped the file in the trash to make room for my own. I never mentioned the video to my boyfriend and he never mentioned his missing flash drive to me.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/7fq3ee/sleeping_beauty_mmf_sleepnc_voy_short_story