In college during my junior and senior year, I rented a house with a few friends of mine. As you can imagine, a lot of crazy EVERYTHING went down there, especially in our senior year. With four people living in one house, there was always people over, so everyone got used to just going to bed whenever and sleeping through the noise of a small party. And during my junior year, I had a part time job I worked some weekends. Because of this job, I’d skip out on some of our smaller late night parties to get some sleep.
One night this was exactly the case and I had gone to bed early since I needed to be up at 6 for work. Sometime a few hours after I had gone to bed, I’m woken up by someone shaking me. I could still hear people outside my room talking and hanging out, but my room, specifically, was very dark. I’m also blind as a bat without my glasses or contacts, so at this point I have no idea who is waking me up.
“What?” I asked pretty rudely. But who wouldn’t be in this situation?
“Can I sleep here?” A soft voice asks. The silhouette of a girl is pointing toward me and my full-size bed. I can’t make much out at all though aside from the fact that she has long-ish hair and was slim.
Now, I know what you’re thinking. I said “fuck off” and went back to bed. But, no. At this point in my life, it wasn’t the strangest thing that has ever happened and I have come home from work multiple times to find people passed out in my bed after a late night and a sore neck from sleeping on the couch or floor.
I slide over to the other side of the bed, and say, “I’m getting up at six for work.”
She responds with simply, “Okay, thanks.” And I watch as she slides out of her jeans and takes off her blouse. She climbs into my bed in just panties and a tight tank top style undershirt and whatever is under that. She smells like cigarettes.
As I’m trying to get back to sleep, this girl and rolling around nonstop. Finally, she rolls onto her stomach, turns to face me, lets out an audible sigh, and says, “Are you going to fuck me, or what?”
And thats all it took.
I rolled onto my side to face her and let my hand slide down her cotton panties, across her smooth ass and between her legs, which she spread eagerly for me. I found her slit and traced my middle finger down and back up a few times, testing out how serious she was and getting her ready. A quiet moan was the confirmation I received and I slipped my ring and middle finger into her quickly soaking pussy. I finger-fucked her for a few minutes as my cock started to get harder and harder and she got slicker and slicker.
Then I needed more.
I pulled my hand out of her panties and threw the sheet off of us. I stood to take off my boxers and she squirmed on the bed, sliding out her panties. She got up onto her hands and knees and I took my place behind her. I placed one hand on the small of her back and the other gripped my cock at the base, rubbing it up and down her dripping pussy. She pushes her hips back and I push mine forward at the same time and the next thing I know, I’m stretching her out and filling her up.
*In out. In out. In out. In out. In out* – her pussy is warm and soft, accepting my cock hungrily. She reaches up and grabs the headboard to my bed, leaning on that as I take hold of her hips with both hands. She pushes back against me in rhythm with each drive into her.
*In out in out in out in out in out* – I’m fucking her faster and harder and she repositions to a face-down ass-up pose. I can still hear the group of friends, strangers, and roommates in the living room and kitchen talking. She hugs a pillow as I thrust into her.
*In out in out in out in out in out* – the girl is panting and looking back at me as I fuck her pussy in the dark. If it wasn’t for the music and people talking, you’d definitely be able to hear the bed rocking or our skin slapping.
*In out. In out. In out. In out. In out* – I slow my pace and at one point I think I hear someone asking, “Have you guys seen Em?” and a response of “I dunno, dude. I think she left.”
Maybe this girl who I’m plowing hard from behind is Em? I don’t know and don’t really care. I’m close to cumming though. I let her know and she reaches a hand back, stopping my repeated thrusts into her and pushes herself off my cock. She spins around, pushes some hair behind her ear and takes my throbbing member into her mouth. One of her hands gently grabs my balls and she strokes me with her lips and tongue. I was already about to blow, so I release my load, wrapping a hand around her head as I cum inside her mouth. She moans quietly as I cum and I feel her tongue twirl around the head of my dick.
She swallows every drop.
Without saying anything else, the girl, maybe “Em,” grabs the sheets, lays down again and pulls them over her. At this point I could just shrug, laugh, and I lay back down next to her and fall asleep too.
In what felt like no time at all, my alarm goes off at 6:00am to get up for work. I turn over in bed…but there is no girl there. Part of me thinks I just had the most epic sex dream ever, but I notice some cum stains on the sheets and the pillow smells of cigarettes.
And on my dresser is a little slip of paper with a phone number, signed *“xoxo Em.”*
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n48636/a_stranger_f_wakes_me_m_up_at_night_to_get_plowed
Hot…except for the cigarette smell part. That is just foul.