When the end credits started scrolling on the TV, I knew I was fucked. Too soon. My phone read ten o’clock. “Now what am I gonna do?”
My roommate Toby leapt off the couch and ran to the bathroom, leaving me alone with his new girlfriend, Stella. Curled up under a wool blanket, she hid her amazing body from the world. Golden hair, soft curves, and a generous ass that she liked to show off with yoga pants. Toby was fucking lucky.
She yawned and stretched her arms, letting the blanket fall away from her chest. “You’re not tired?” she asked.
“I’m a night owl. Always have been. All the cool stuff happens after dark, you know.”
“Like what?” Toby asked as he came back. “I thought you hated clubs and such.”
I shook my head. “I hate *people*. Douchebags, all of ’em. Did I ever tell you about the last time?” From their glazed expressions I could tell I hadn’t. “Okay. This was maybe… three years ago. Duke and I were at a nightclub. Some retro place called *Nagel*. Anyway, he goes to get us drinks when two guys come over to me like fucking vultures. ”
“What’d they want?” Toby asked.
“Pussy,” I said, laughing. “They offered me a drink, and then even offered me coke!”
Stella’s eyes widened and her face turned beet red. She was no prude, if the voices from Toby’s bedroom were real. She loved getting what Toby gave. Maybe my language was too colorful.
“So anyway, Duke came back and they scurried off for weaker prey. Said they probably drugged the drink.”
Toby hissed and reeled back like he just stepped in dogshit. “Yikes. Sounds like a bad time.”
“But you know what I did? I drank that fucking disgusting cocktail and looked Duke in the eyes. I said to him, ‘If I fall asleep tonight and you want to fuck me, you have my permission. Fuck my dead-ass.'”
“No!” Stella gasped.
I smiled and nodded. “We left the club and went to his place. Now I had maybe three drinks all night but I felt wasted by the time we got to the door. It was nuts watching the world sort of wobble and spin but not be like, really drunk. I’m so glad Duke was there to scoop me up and plop me into bed.
“While I still had my wits, I undressed and took off my panties. I told him, ‘Any time you see me sleeping without panties on, you can fuck me.’ I don’t remember what happened the rest of that night but when I woke up, I was wearing a nightshirt and there was come between my legs.”
“Jesus! How can you be okay with that?” Stella’s shock was unsurprising. Normal people don’t consent to getting drilled in their sleep. She looked to Toby as if to confirm her bias and he sort of shrugged.
“Listen, it’s all good. Great even. I kind of like the mystery of it, you know? It’s not all like, one-sided pleasure. I got off after I woke up. So Duke and I have an agreement. Any time he stays over and sees that I’m asleep with no panties, he can fuck me while I sleep. No drugs though. That’s off limits and honestly? Really fucked up. Fuck the clubs.”
“But…”
“Butt? Yeah,” I said, smirking. “Sometimes I wake up with a sore ass. Sometimes he’s just spooning me with his cock against my cheeks. We have fun.”
Stella rose from the couch and fanned her face. “I need a drink of water after hearing all that.”
As she got out of earshot I leaned over to Toby. “We haven’t really talked about it, but the deal is the same for you. If you find me asleep with my bare ass out, feel free to uh, *make use* of it.”
That got Toby blushing.
“Stella wouldn’t approve. Neither would Duke.”
“Just throwing it out there,” I said, shrugging my shoulders. Looking to the kitchen where Stella was still drinking, I spread and fanned my thighs to offer some enticement. I appreciated giving my pussy a little adjustment. “To me, Duke’s got nothing to say. I’m not responsible for what happens when I’m asleep. You on the other hand… you gotta live with your actions.”
Before he could answer, Stella came back and tugged on Toby’s arm. “Baby, let’s go to bed.”
They said goodnight before heading down the hallway leaving me alone with the TV remote and totally horny. They must have been amped up too, because it wasn’t long before I heard Stella’s moans filtering back to the living room. Damn it, Toby was so lucky. I picked up my phone to text Duke but then I remembered he was away for work. Fuck.
I took off my shirt and bra and snapped a picture for him. “Wish you were here,” I texted.
“Soon baby, soon,” he wrote back. His nice thick cock followed.
Stella was getting louder, faster. I padded down the hallway and stared at their closed door, letting my hand wander over my tits, my belly, then under the waistband. I wanted what she was getting but settled for my fingers.
Biting my lip, I shivered as I curled a finger into my wet cunt. Little circles in time with Stella’s own pleasure. Toby joined in the chorus as the bed creaked in rhythm. God it felt so good and so frustrating at the same time. Everything felt hot to the touch. Working my thumb over my clit was bringing me closer to climax when the bed stopped creaking.
Shit.
They couldn’t be done already. I blinked back to reality and crept into my room, leaving the door mostly closed but still ajar. My panties were a fucking mess. Peeling them off, I wiped my pussy before throwing on one of Duke’s shirts and flopping into bed. I picked up my phone and fell down the Twitter hole.
“Is she awake?” I heard Stella whisper. My back faced the door and I laid still, slowly breathing. It never occurred to me that she’d be into my sleeping agreement.
“I don’t think so,” said Toby. “She’s asleep. Shh”
Fuck. Yes.
The bed moved as someone climbed in behind me. Toby’s cock slipped between my legs and I felt it rub against my lips. Shit, I’m supposed to be asleep. I remembered a breathing exercise from a workplace meditation session and practiced my square breathing. Deep breath in, mindful hold. Long exhale, mindful FUCK!
Toby found my wet entrance and fucked me easily. God, his cock felt amazing in my hole. I just couldn’t show it. He grabbed my hip with one hand, spreading my ass a little to go in deeper. Fuck it was so good. He was slow, deliberately leaving himself in me for a while. When I exhaled, he slowly pulled out. Another breath, another thrust.
“Let me see,” Stella said. Her voice came from the other side of the bed. She’d been watching me and the thought made me wet.
The bed shifted again when they traded places and I already missed his cock. Stella’s little fingers pried my ass apart and I felt them stroke my delicate folds. Frustratingly, she ignored my clit but I couldn’t let on. This was too good. Sliding up and around my pussy would have to do.
Then she finger fucked me.
She cooed as a finger went in and out of my cunt in the rhythm of my breaths. I could feel her whispers on my wet skin. I wanted to gasp, to moan or say anything but instead, dropped into a self-made trance in my mind.
*A sunny day on a hill. A picnic blanket. Pouring warm tea from a kettle while Duke slowly walks up with lunch.*
*”Isn’t this perfect?” I ask as his frame blocks the sun. He doesn’t answer. Instead, he straddles me at the hip and we kiss until all I can see is the dark.*
When I woke up the next morning, Toby and Stella were gone. A wet spot chilled my ass when I rolled onto my back and when I looked down, there was come everywhere. Toby must have been bold because there was a streak of semen on my cheek. My pussy tingled when I gave it loving strokes.
I wish I could’ve seen their faces.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nmh4oh/the_door_is_ajar_fmffmcncsleepingcheating
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