A rude awakening
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A Rude Awakening
I heard the front door closing quietly and I instantly knew that Emma had dragged aanother unsuspecting soul into our lair. I lay still, face down on the bed and listened to the low voices as she led him into our small kitchen. A fizz, a gurgle and a grateful thank-you followed.
You’re going to need those fluids, I thought to myself. Emily will drain you dry. In fact, you’d better keep hold of the bottle. I smiled to myself, remembering the men – and the boys – who had staggered from our shared apartment over the years. They’d been simultaneously dazed and delighted by Em’s fierce lovemaking. And on the occasions where I’d ‘accidentally’ walked in on them and then joined in…well, they’d had no chance. Together, Emily and I gave no quarter and left all cocks limp and raw.
Em’s voice was getting closer. I listened out for the guy’s voice, wondering if she’d found herself a bodybuilder, a braniac or just a guy who’d admitted to being well hung. But I couldn’t tell. He kept his voice low. Emily had warned him that I was in bed, I guessed.
“You’re sure?” I heard him say. I imagined him peering around the bedroom door to see me lying motionless beneath the quilt.
“Oh don’t worry about our Annie,” Emily said. “She’s taking sleeping pills for her insomnia.” I heard her getting closer. The quilt was drawn back, leaving my bare legs exposed beneath my bedtime tee shirt. I hoped my butt was covered at least.
No such luck, not with Em. She lifted my tee, exposing my left cheek to this complete stranger.
What the hell are you up to, Em? I thought. A resounding smack and a sharp, sudden pain in my cheek answered my question. I hoped it was too dark for the guy to see me flinch. I had to bite into my lower lip to keep from crying out.
You bitch! You’re going to pay for that later, I promised.
“See!” Emily announced cheerfully. “She’s dead to the world.”
So will you be when I get my hands on you, I decided.
“Okay,” the guy said, stepping closer. “It just feels a bit…weird.”
Now that I could hear him, I could make out the deep timbre in his voice, coupled with a soft accent that I couldn’t quite place.
“Come here, you great big beautiful stud!” Emily growled. I heard the kissing start. Moans muffled by mouths clamped together. Small, wet sounds made by tongues dancing. I smiled. Part of me wanted to peek, but if I moved now, the guy would think Emily and I had been conspiring to make him look like a fool and that would be end of her tryst.
The mattress moved as the pair lowered themselves onto it, probably in a sitting position. Clothes rustled and fell softly to the floor.
“Let me get that,” Emily muttered through a kiss and I knew her bra was giving the guy some trouble.
Stop using three-hook bras, you silly mare!
She moaned and I heard gentle murmurs of appreciation from his busy mouth as he suckled her nipples. His fingers brushed across her skin, drawing little ‘uh-huh’ sounds from her throat.
Then came the jingle of a belt being released. A zip was drawn down and after a moment of clothes being adjusted, he gave a deep groan. The mattress creaked and I knew that Emily had gone down on him. Her little moans of delight were rhythmic. I imagined her busy little tongue circling the head of his stiff cock, licking the swollen bulb; perhaps sampling a sticky drop of precum. Then she engulfed him with her wet mouth and he released a long, appreciative groan.
As I listened in wicked, wanton silence, I felt a peculiar tingle between my legs. One of my hands was lying on the bed close to my hip. Did I dare move it? My fingers twitched, keen to explore my pussy, to confirm that I was getting wet. But to reach myself, I would have had to lift my pelvis – and that would have been seen. No, for now I had to suffer in silence.
His groans had become louder, mixed in with the occassional ‘oh, baby’ and ‘oh, yeah’. Little wet sounds escaped from her mouth as she slid her mouth up his shaft, then back down again. I heard her throw him a dirty, slutty chuckle. Then they were kissing again, but urgently this time. Her weight lifted from the mattress and clothing slid across smooth feminine skin to land on the floor.
I imagined Emily naked, standing before this horny guy. Her wonderful little pussy, shaved to perfect smoothness would be glistening with moisture by now. She loved sucking cock – it really got her juices flowing.
She gasped. More wet sounds. Was he stroking her lips? She groaned deeply and I heard something brushing the carpet. Her feet, I guessed, would be much further apart by now. Rhythmic wet sounds accompanied by gasps from Em.
“Oh, oh, oh, yes, shove them into me, baby. Feel how wet I am? My pussy’s dripping for you. It wants you, baby. Oh, God it needs you to fill it. Rub me…yeah, just there…” her voice wobbled as he touched her swollen clit. Her knees were probably trembling about now too.
“God, you are so wet…” he muttered.
“You too,” she giggled. I’d been right. Precum was on the menu.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he murmured. The little wet sounds continued and I could hear Em’s breathing accelerating. She was close to orgasm.
“Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Do me, baby. Fuck me with those beautiful fingers. Pinch my clit. Harder. Squeeze it oh mygod oh my god yessssss. Oh yesssss!” She let loose a long drawn-out groan that must have emptied her lungs.
The wet sounds slowed and Emily shuddered, all the while calling out her appreciation for the orgasm he’d gifted her.
“Oh, oh, oh. Wow, yes, oh no, too much, whoa, whoa. No, don’t take them out yet, baby, just don’t move. Shit, that was good!”
They kissed, a long murmuring lip rubbing, tongue dancing kiss that set my juices running. They trickled down my lips and hung near my clit, shivering as a large, sticky drop that moved as they shifted position.
“God, you’re so hard,” Emily murmured. He groaned and I imagined that Emily was squeezing his stiff cock.
“Mmm…and wet,” she said. He groaned. She murmured rhythmically as she licked the swollen head clean of precum.
“And some more!” she cooed with delight and continued licking.
“Awww…wait baby,” he groaned.
“What’s wrong?” Emily feigned disappointment. I knew she’d be pouting too. She always played the innocent about this point – it was her way of getting exactly what she wanted. It was so effective, it even turned me on.
I was soaking wet my now. My fingers ached to touch my pussy, but I still knew that I didn’t dare move. This was worse than bondage, I decided. My nipples were rock-hard and begged for attention, but I couldn’t. I daren’t.
“I love what you’re doing,” he sighed, “but I’m gonna explode if you keep going like that.”
“So explode,” Emily cooed.
“I mean…I’ll do it in your mouth, baby.”
“Mmmm,” Emily murmured. “I like the sound of that.”
“Okay. Me too,” he said.
“Tell me, baby. Have you ever snowballed?” Her voice had gained a wicked edge as she spoke.
“Uh…no,” he replied. “I don’t think so.”
“Baby, for you, I’ll try anything once.” The mattress creaked. He groaned and Emily resumed her sucking and licking of the sticky cock. I smiled to myself. I knew full well what a snowball was. Emily and I had tried it on various guys over the years – but it wasn’t to every guys taste…so to speak. I wondered if this guy would flee or embrace the idea.
“Ohh…nearly there,” he groaned.
“Mmm, mmm, mmm,” Emily said as she slid her lips across his swollen head.
I felt his trembling muscles through the mattress. No doubt his buttocks were clenching, preparing to deliver his seed into Em’s waiting mouth. He groaned again, but louder this time. I heard soft, rhythmic rustling which might have been Em’s hand rubbing his shaft. The whole bed bounced gently in time to her movements. I couldn’t help but press my pelvis into the bed, desperate for some kind of contact with my pussy. My clit was throbbing, begging for the touch of my fingers. My pussy ran wet, probably soaking the sheets below me.
He wailed, a high pitched, almost panicked howl that surprised me. Men usually utter deep grunts when they orgasm. Not this guy. Emily squealed her surprise as her mouth filled with his cum. She had to have known he was ready to explode, so I guessed that she wasn’t prepared for the volume of semen that he’d just shot into her mouth. I heard her swallow noisily, then gasp for breath.
No! I wanted to shout. You’re swallowing? But she had kept part of it back, probably tucked into her cheek by the sound of her voice.
“C’mere, baby,” Emily mumbled. The mattress creaked as she sat beside her man. Then they were kissing again, full-on this time. I listened, gauging the guy’s reaction. He made a surprised sound as his own cum slipped from Em’s tongue and into his mouth, then immediately followed it with a sound of comprehension which would have emerged as ‘I see…’ if they hadn’t been French kissing.
They kissed for ages, probably chasing all his cum from their mouths, during which my fingers twitched in desperation. I wondered if I could get away with yawning and stretching at that very moment, ‘surprised’ to find them naked and next to me in the bed.
No, he might freak out, or turn shy and then Emily wouldn’t get her jollies.
And she’d never forgive me for that.
Perhaps I could sort of roll over or shift position. Everybody did that in their sleep, right? If I moved carefully, I could end up with my hand between my legs.
If I started touching my pussy, I wouldn’t be able to hold back my moans. They’d know I was faking sleep.
I sighed as quietly as I could and resigned myself to impatient patience.
The mattress creaked again, but for a much longer time. What were they up to? I wondered.
“I want you inside me, baby,” Emily cooed. I felt her weight beside me, only inches away. Her elbow brushed my back and I fought to supress a shiver of sexual jealousy.
Whose stupid rule was this anyway? Why did I have to lie still whilst she had all the fun? Why couldn’t I just turn over and…
He settled himself between Em’s legs and she moaned with delight as he prepared to fuck her. But she wanted a little more from him first.
“That’s it baby, rub it up and down me. Feel how wet I am? Now rub it round and round my clit. Here, let me help. That’s ahhhh….”
As she released a long appreciative sigh, he groaned too. He knew he was less than an inch from heaven. His cock must have been huge by this time, I imagined. If only I could catch a glimpse…
“I want you so bad,” he whispered.
“Not yet, baby,” Emily said breathlessly. “I’m so fucking close. I’m nearly…nearly there.”
“Oh yeah. Talk dirty to me…please?”
Yes, I thought. Talk dirty.
“You don’t need me to talk dirty,” he murmured. I felt a moment of disappointment, then he continued.
“Because you got my cock in your hand. You’re rubbing it across your hot, wet pussy.”
And image of Em’s bare, glistening pussy erupted into my mine. My tongue swept across my lips.
“It’s so damn hard for you, it’s gonna cum all over your sweet little body.”
I could picture Emily sprawled on the bed, naked, delicious and with legs apart. I sighed my frustration into my pillow.
“You’re squeezing it beautifully, it’s turning me right on.”
This guy is good, I thought to myself. Another trickle found its way past my lips.
Emily was breathing quickly by now, muttering ‘oh yes’ with every exhalation.
“But my cock needs you, baby. It needs to be inside you.”
“Oh God, yessss…” Emily hissed.
“It needs to slip between your gorgeous wet lips and find its way into…”
“Oh, God. Oh God, I’m coming!”
“Oh God, Oh God, baby. Don’t stop!”
“Ohhhhhh,” she wailed. “It’s here. It’s here. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuuuuuck!”
Emily thrashed wildly on the bed beside me. Her hand hit me on the shoulder, then slid down to squeeze the top of my arm. She knew I was listening and she’d found the only way to share her ecstasy with me.
And then they fucked. There on the bed. Right beside me and my aching pussy. It was so horribly, horribly unfair.
Emily released the longest groan ever as he slid into her. I wondered if he was taking his time, or if he was incredibly well-endowed. The mattess creaked gently as his weight shifted, then began a regular, rhythmic creak as he slid in and out of her.
“Yeah, baby. Do me. Do me good,” she whispered, her words distorted by his shafting of her well-oiled little pussy.
“You’re so tight around me,” he groaned. “I love the way you’re squeezing me.”
“Squeezing your what, baby?”
“My cock, baby. My big hard fucking cock.”
“It feels so big inside me. I love it. Push it deep inside me…OH!”
The creaking stopped instantly.
“What’s up, baby,” he murmured.
Emily was gasping. “I didn’t think it would go THAT deep,” she groaned. “Can’t you, like, fold it in half or something?”
“Sorry, baby,” he chuckled quietly. “I’ll be more careful.”
Wow! I thought to myself. If Emily couldn’t manage him, he must be hung like a horse! The creaking resumed, as did Em’s groans and gasps. She muttered
incoherent noises into his ear as he picked up the pace. My pussy was in full flood by now and my nipples ached abominably. I had to touch myself. Had to.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” Emily wailed. “Push that beautiful black cock into me.”
“Into what, baby?” he chuckled as I smiled. Emily had found herself a black stud.
“My pussy! She yelled. “Fuck my fucking pussy! Hard! Fuck me now! Oh God I’m gonna come.” Her hand squeezed my arm again, but I’m sure he didn’t notice. The bed was fairly bouncing by now. If I could slip my arm beneath my pelvis a half-inch at a time…
She cried out her ecstasy a moment before his odd high-pitched yelp filled the room. The bed bounced a few more times, then suddenly stopped. Their moans and gasps mingled. The bed shifted. It felt like Emily was rocking him from side to side, her legs probably wrapped round him like a bear trap.
I released a sigh into my pillow. It was over. Finally. Maybe they would go into the kitchen for a drink and I could bring myself to a very quiet, stealthy orgasm.
The bed creaked as he gifted Emily with another few strokes of his big cock.
“No, no, no, no, baby. Too much, too much,” Emily muttered.
“Okay, baby. No problem,” he whispered, then kissed her skin.
“You’re still hard, aren’t you?” She was looking down her body at him. I could tell by the way her voice was distorted.
“Takes a while to go down, that’s all,” he chuckled.
“So you could go again?”
“Yeah, sure. But you’ve reached your limit, haven’t you?”
“For now,” she said. I frowned. There was mischief in her voice. What was she going to do with him now? I knew that she liked anal, but this guy was huge. No way could she take him anally.
“Well, my friend here…” she patted my arm. I tensed. What the hell?
“…she’s got this fantasy.”
“Right…” he said slowly. I was thinking exactly the same thing. What fucking fantasy?
“She told me that she’s always wanted to be woken up by a big cock sliding into her.”
“Say what?” he cried. “That girls asleep!”
No, this girl’s very much awake, I thought. But probably not ready for what Em’s got in mind.
“Dead to the world, you told me.”
Careful, Em. He’s getting the weird vibe.
“I’ve always wanted to feel something just like that too,” she cooed.
“Really? Just, like, wake up with a guy fucking you?”
“But wouldn’t that freak you out? It’d be like…rape!”
“Rape? No, it’d be nothing like that.”
“You sure. ‘Cause I don’t want her stabbing me with a nail file…or…or scratching my eyes out.”
“She wouldn’t,” Emily whispered. She squeezed my arm gently. “Not if I was there as well,” Emily said. “She’ll see me here…and she’ll trust me that she’s safe.”
“Hmmm…” he said, clearly unconvinced.
“Lemme show you,” Emily said. “Slip out of me, baby.” The mattress creaked as they both untangled their limbs from each other. Emily gasped as he withdrew. I pictured his stiff cock, shining with Em’s pussy juices and maybe oozing the last of his cum from the beautiful, swollen bulb…
Emily exposed my butt to him. I almost cried out, but somehow managed to keep my mouth shut.
“Don’t tell me that you wouldn’t like some of that,” Emily said in a husky voice.
“Couldn’t you just climb on there and slip inside her right now?” I felt my cheeks being drawn apart, exposing my swollen lips. Em! I wanted to cry out. He can see my butt hole! Stop that!
“She’s wet!” he muttered.
Oh-oh, I thought. Why would I be wet if I’m asleep? Explain that one Emily – quickly.
“It’s the sleeping pills,” Emily chuckled. “She told me they give her horny dreams.”
“That’s weird,” he muttered.
“Sometimes she has an orgasm, then sits straight up in bed, wondering what happened.”
Oh, really, I thought. If only…
“There was a time when she thought I’d been touching her,” Emily laughed. “She accused me of molesting her.”
“And had you?” he asked.
“No…” Emily said slowly. “But if she’d asked me to, I would have,” she chuckled.
“Really? You touch girls?” he asked. He was clearly interested.
“Touch them, kiss them. Gimme a strap-on and I’d even fuck one.”
Em, you hussy!
“Show me, baby,” he whispered in a husky voice. I smiled. Once he’d seen Emily in action, there was no way he’d be able to resist me. Her fingers slipped between my legs and stroked my desperate, swollen lips. I wanted to sigh, to writhe and tilt my pelvis for her. I needed her to slip her fingers into me and I urgently needed her to touch my clit. My muscles tensed, ready to press myself against her, but then I forced myself to relax.
No, I thought. Not quite yet.
Small, wet sounds reached my ears as Emily rubbed my wet lips. She spread them and cool air reached my inner heat. I bit my pillow to keep from crying out.
Touch my clit, touch my clit! I begged, but Emily circled around it, deliberately teasing me.
Like I hadn’t been fucking teased enough already.
“She’s wet all right,” Emily chuckled.
“Sweet,” he murmured.
“So…your cock, her pussy?” Emily spread her fingers wider, exposing my aching pussy to this well-hung stranger.
Not yet, Em. Touch me some more. Please!
“She able to take all of me?” he asked.
“You’re kidding!” Emily laughed. “You could fuck this girl with a Volkswagen and she’d ask for more!”
You bitch! I thought. You’re going to suffer for that one…
“Okay,” he said. “Let me in there.”
No! I cried silently. Touch me some more! With that desperate thought, my hips twitched once; twice. The movement brought my clit into contact with Em’s fingertips. A tiny gasp escaped from my mouth.
“Aw, look…” Emily cooed. “She’s dreaming.” She circled my swollen clit several times, drawing an appreciative moan from me. At that moment, even if my life had depended upon it, I couldn’t have stayed silent.
“See that?” Emily chuckled. “I bet I could make her come in her sleep, just with my fingers.”
Please, yes! I begged. Make me come in my sleep.
“But she might wake up,” he said doubtfully. “Didn’t you say she wanted to wake up with me inside her?”
I promise, I won’t wake up. I promise! I sighed, forcing my body to relax visibly, even throwing in a deep, nasal intake of breath to reassure him of my continued slumbers.
“She won’t wake up,” Emily said. “Trust me.” I could hear the smile in her words.
I felt her settle onto the mattress beside me.
“Hey, baby,” she cooed. “Move her foot over there a little.” I tried not to react as a pair of big, strong hands gripped my ankle and slid it away from the other, exposing my pussy even further.
“Right, now come round here and hold her cheeks apart.” A moment later, my butt was spread wide by those same hands, stretching my little anus until I thought it might pop wide open.
Jeez! I thought. Not so far!
“And slip your fingers down a little…between her cheeks. That’s it. Perfect.”
I felt as if I was on public display. Cool air tickled my hot pussy, sending a small shiver through me. I hoped he hadn’t noticed. Emily slipped her fingers between my legs, spreading my outer lips as she passed my open pussy, then touched my clit.
“You ever seen one girl frigging another?” Emily asked.
“Uh-uh,” he answered. I imagined his spellbound face; eyes wide and mouth hanging open as the ultimate male fantasy unfolded before him. If only he knew what Emily and I had done together – it’d make his eyes pop.
Her fingers began to circle, rubbing my whole pussy as she went. My outer lips buzzed. My inner lips tingled. My clit throbbed. She didn’t neglect my pussy either. It was easily ready to be filled, but as her passing fingertips rubbed my aching opening, they sent waves of satisfaction though my loins.
“She’s getting wetter,” Emily chuckled. I felt him shifting as he bent to look.
“Keep those cheeks wide, baby,” Emily said. “Put your thumbs here.”
A thumb brushed my anus, sending the most peculiar thrill through me. My hips twitched involuntarily.
“Ooo…I think she likes that,” Emily whispered. A drop of moisture landed next to my anus. Had Emily just dribbled saliva onto me? I wanted to protest, but the sudden appearance of a wet thumb against my puckered opening made me forget my objections.
Oh my God! I had to bite deep into the pillow to keep silent. I’m sure Emily noted my reaction, though.
“That’s it, baby, small circles, just like that.” Another drop of saliva landed between my cheeks.
Oh my God, oh my God! It was a rare day when I let someone finger my butt, but this was Amazing with a Capital ‘A’. I wanted to squeal; I wanted to cry out, but the rules forbade it.
Whose stupid rules were they, anyway?
Em’s fingers continued to press into my swollen wetness, brushing my clit and soothing my aching pussy. My juices trickled out of me, tickling my swollen lips as they escaped across my clit. Emily was quick to scoop the rivulets from my shaven mound, spreading the moisture back over my lips. The pressure of her fingers had increased, sending shivers through my pelvis. Ordinarily, I would have murmured my appreciation for what she was doing. My lips would have alternated between a smile and a tight ‘O’ as she touched me.
I felt selfish and awkward not giving her any feedback – as if I was taking without giving anything back. Even the wet thumb that was siding across my little anus deserved an appreciative groan.
But rules were rules.
However, there was no way that I could stay silent forever – or even for the next few minutes. Heat was flushing my upper thighs. My untouched nipples were throbbing agony. All my pelvic muscles were tightening, ready to explode into huge, gripping shudders as my orgasm drew closer. Emily knew exactly how to touch me and what she was doing to my pussy was close to perfection. Only my lack of feedback on how quickly I needed her to brush my clit was missing. But then my butt was sending glorious tingles into my pelvis, creating a new tightness that I hadn’t felt before.
Another splat of saliva warmed my anus - a big one. I wondered if he was now providing his own lube for me.
I’d once had a guy fuck me from behind, then withdraw in the moment that he came. Cum had splattered my butt and a considerable amount of it had trickled down between my cheeks. Still caught in the throes of ecstasy, I hadn’t objected when he’d used his thumbs to rub some of his fluids around my anus – even enjoying the rare sensation. I’d had to stop him when he pushed a finger into me, though. Anal sex was uncomfortable for me and I always felt extremely self-conscious when a guy touched my butt.
Not this time, though. The tingles were delicious and I made a mental note to perhaps encourage this sort of thing during future encounters. Not that Emily was converting me. She loved anal sex, being happy to take a cock into either hole in equal measure. I really don’t know how she managed it. For me, a single thumb was plenty.
A quiver ran through my body. My muscles stiffened. I was close to coming. I felt my buttocks clench. My pussy twitched. A small squeak escaped from my throat as my pelvic muscles spasmed. I hissed out my groans into the pillow as I tried to keep quiet, but at any moment, Em’s fingers and this guy’s thumbs were going to shatter the entire charade. He would know I’d been faking my sleep. Emily would look a fool and he’d storm out.
“She’s close,” Emily said. No shit, Sherlock, I thought.
“Won’t she wake up?” he asked. Damn right I will, I answered silently. My breathing had become a frantic gasp for air. It was all I could do to stop myself crying out. Emily was pressing directly onto my clit now, her fingers rubbing in tiny circles that sent waves of ecstasy through my body.
Worse than bondage, I thought. At least then I could have cried out – even if I’d been gagged.
“She might look like she’s awake, “ Emily said. “It’s bit like sleepwalking. She’ll come like she’s wide awake, but then she’ll settle right back down to sleep again.”
“Oh…f…!” I cried, thrashing against Em’s circling fingers. “Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuck!” I could keep silent no longer.
“Ah…ah…ah….oh fuck, oh fuck!” My lungs drew in great gasps of air. My chest was heaving. I thrashed like a fish, crushing Em’s fingers between my legs. The guy’s thumbs were quickly withdrawn as I repeatedly pinched thm with my butt cheeks. Flashes of heat spread down my thighs and what felt like warm jets of pussy cum squirted from my clenching pussy. Emily continued to rub me, sending me past the point of pleasure and over into pain. But it was a beautiful, butt-clenching pain that racked my loins.
Waves of muscle spasms crashed through my body, crushing the air from my lungs.
“N…n…nnnnn!” Primal, animal sounds erupted from my throat as wave after wave passed, shaking my body until I pleaded for it all to stop.
“N…n…no…no…no no no!” Mercifully, Emily withdrew her fingers. I released a huge drawn-out groan that emptied my lungs. The breath-heated pillow muffled most of it. I shuddered, barely remembering our charade. I had the overwhelming urge to roll over, to throw my arms and legs wide and allow sweet, cooling air to wash over my burning body. My crotch was on fire. My chest was red-hot and I needed to breathe properly. The pillow was suffocating me. I gasped, wheezing a little. My lungs were straining to keep my oxygen topped up. It left my vision sparkling.
“Wow!” I heard the guy say. “She fucking came good and proper.”
“She sure did,” Emily laughed.
“You sure she’s still asleep?” he asked.
“Well, let’s see now.” I felt Emily move away from beside my hip, leaving a cold spot where her naked body had been pressed against me. As she moved, cool air wafted across my skin, providing a blessed relief. My whole body felt like it was sheened with perspiration.
I jumped as her hands touched my face. Her soft fingers brushed away errant strands of hair. I cracked open an eye and peered wearily at her. My gaze was both accusing – and profoundly grateful. I caught sight of a dark cock behind Em’s head, massively stiff and glistening with precum. Oh fuck! I thought. It’s a monster.
“She IS awake!” he muttered.
“Naw,” Emily laughed. “I told you, it’s like sleepwalking. I just need to settle her.”
Her face lifted to meet mine and her moist lips pressed against my ragged dry ones. Her tongue briefly found mine and her fingers stroked my eyelid closed.
“Back to sleep, honey. It’s only a dream,” she murmured, then kissed me again. I settled into the kiss, meeting her tongue with mine, relishing the wetness she was bringing to my dried mouth I released a pent-up moan and let my orgasm-racked body relax visibly. My buttocks unclenched and I deliberately purged all the tension from my shoulders and back.
“Wow!” I heard him say as a blissful relaxation washed through my body.
“You girls are so fucking HOT! Kiss her again, baby. Please?”
His wish was granted as Emily kissed me again. Her soft lips lingered on mine, brushing them tenderly. My tongue teased hers, the tip finding the underside of hers to circle slowly. When she withdrew, I sighed, settling down towards a post-orgasm sleep that I felt I’d earned. But her next words brought me spiralling back to wakefulness.
“Ready for your wake-up fuck, honey?”
Shit, I thought. I’d completely forgotten - .
But I had no time to protest. The mattress creaked as a well-hung, thoroughly aroused black guy climbed between my legs and lowered his swollen cock towards my still-quivering pussy. His hands pressed into the mattress either side of my shoulders.
I tried to shake my head. The words ‘no’ began to form on my lips even as his cock touched my butt cheeks. I felt his cock slide back between my cheeks as he angled his body, then he lowered his hips to place his cock between my legs. He was nowhere near my pussy, but he pushed against me anyway. When he didn’t feel his cock slide inside me, he withdrew and it sprang back up again. He lifted a hand from the mattress to guide his cock back into me. Instinctively I tensed, fearing pain, extreme discomfort at the worst.
Oh, God. He’s so HUGE. What If I can’t manage - ?
The smooth head found my pussy for a moment, slipped down between my lips, brushed my clit and ended up on my pubic mound. Sensing his error, he withdrew slightly - and his cock sprang upwards again. Despite my fears, I sighed at the delay.
My pussy was now throbbing, anticipating penetration by this monstrous cock. I would stretch to accommodate it, I knew. Width wasn’t problem... but it was so damn long!
He guided his cock back between my legs, sliding it across my wetness. His hand pressed into the mattress again as he pushed his hips forwards to slip into me. His cock shifted, slid upwards – and pressed hard against my anus.
“She’s tight!” he muttered and pushed again. I felt my anus burning. His cock was wet with precum, providing some lubrication – but that cock? Anally?
My eyes snapped open to stare straight into Em’s smiling face.
“No, no, no!” I hissed. Emily leapt up and almost immediately, I felt the pressure of his cock easing. My anus twitched as it tried to push his cock back out.
“Hey, baby,” Emily said gently. “Wrong hole. With that monster, you’re gonna break her little white ass!”
He muttered an apology and I felt him withdraw. I wondered how much he’d managed to cram inside me. Too much, my little pucker complained.
Once again his cock slid down between my legs, this time expertly guided by Em. It touched my pussy, nuzzled my eager opening. Emily rubbed it in small circles, giving me a moment to get used to the sensation. And then he was sliding into me. Judging by the slowness with which he moved, Emily was probably guiding him forwards. I was glad – I didn’t want to feel that monstrous great cock just slamming into me. I gasped into my wet pillow as he slowly filled my pussy, stretching it to new limits. I wanted to squeeze and relax, squeeze and relax as he entered, but a sleeping pussy would never have done that. So I endured. Still, he continued to fill me, sliding deeper than I’d thought possible. How long as this guy? The sliding continued. I wanted to cry out – to put a stop to this.
And then something firm, something warm was pressing against my lips. The endless penetration - which had been raising panic within my chest – slowed to a stop.
“That’s deep enough, baby.”
“But you said she could take a Volkswagen,” he murmured.
“Baby, you are way bigger than a Volkswagen,” Emily laughed. I concurred breathlessly – it felt like he was trying to park a fucking Hummer inside me. Shit!
“You gonna keep your fist round me as I fuck her?”
“I will if you want me to.”
“Yeah, cool. It feels freaky, but funky.”
“And it’ll stop you from knocking her teeth out.”
Ahhh. I realised that Emily had effectively shortened his cock for me by gripping the far end of the shaft. That’s what I’d felt against my pussy – her knuckles.
I’d no idea how I was going to endure this. His first push had left me trembling and gasping – almost crying out for mercy. What the hell was going to happen once he began thrusting? This ‘waking up with a cock inside me’ was going to happen very quickly, I reckoned – especially the ‘waking up’ part.
“Now, slowly, baby,” Emily murmured. He began to withdraw – and immediately, it drove me crazy. I dug my nails into the bedsheet, crumpling the cotton into fist-sized bundles. A long groan accompanied his long, stiff slide from my pussy, as if his cock was operating my lungs like a pair of bellows.
“Ooo…I think she likes that,” Emily cooed.
Likes that? I cried mentally. It was unbearable. Unbearable ecstasy. If I’d been doing this to myself with a dildo, I would have thrown it aside immediately and decided that I was too much to ever try again. But I wasn’t in control. Emily was, by the sound of things. She was using this great big beautiful black guy as a living dildo on her bestie’s pussy. And she knew that I couldn’t stand it.
“And in again.”
Oh Christ! He was stretching me so much, I wanted to cry out. I wanted it to stop. It was too much. I needed her to stop.
I needed her to…
I needed her….
Oh, fuck! I needed her to keep feeding me this cock!
Her knuckles were pressing against my pussy. For good measure, she rotated her fist, rubbing my lips with the side of her hand. I shivered and groaned into the increasingly-wet pillow. How the hell I was supposed to stand any more of this, I had no idea. My lips were aching from being stretched so wide. Inside, it was almost painful. And yet, the feeling of being so thoroughly filled was incredible.
He began to pull back and my body shivered with mild shock. Once again, I begged for him to stop, to pull out, to leave my pussy forever. But I knew that the emptiness that this huge cock would leave behind would be impossible to fill. I’d be compelled to hunt down another oversized dick before I could feel complete again.
So I bore it; hung on as his swollen cock head dragged its interminable way towards the entrance of my aching, sorely-abused pussy.
“You got it now?” Emily asked.
Got what? Em, what the fuck are you up to now?
“Yeah,” he answered. “I got it.”
I felt the mattress shifting as she left my side. Her breath touched my cheek and I cracked open a shivering eyelid to peer at her.
“Morning, honey,” Emily trilled. I opened my mouth to berate her for this agony; this delicious torture, when I felt the cock pushing back into me – without Em’s fist to act as a buffer.
Oh, shit! She must have noticed my panic. Her hands found my cheeks and she smiled into my one weary eye.
“Hush, honey. It’s all going to be ok.”
“She waking up yet?” he asked, somewhere behind that juggernaut of a cock.
“She’s stirring. Go gently for now. You can start to give her a good fucking when she wakes properly.”
I mouthed ‘good fucking’ to Em, my eye wide open in panic.
She shushed me, still holding my cheeks and stroking them with her thumbs. My mouth fell open as he slid deeper, a long, low groan crawling from my throat. I was sure he was already deeper than he had been; deeper than he should have been; deeper than was safe.
His knuckles pressed into my pussy, setting my clit throbbing.
Waves of overwhelming spasms rolled throughout my body. I couldn’t help the tiny ‘oh’ that caught in my throat. Then he withdrew, a little faster than before.
“Ohhhhh….f…f….fuck-k,” I groaned. Before I had a chance to adjust to his movements, he was pushing back in again. I shook my head at Emily and tried to tell her I’d had enough.
“N…..ohhhhhh God!” Emily smiled and stoked my cheeks. Her mouth rose to meet mine and I responded weakly as her lips encompassed mine, pressing them together as she kissed my entire mouth. Her tongue swept across both lips at the same time, then probed gently between them until they parted with a gasp. He withdrew and I swore at her, promising to do her bodily harm. I pushed back into me and I told her how much I hated her stupid rules.
“But, honey,” she cooed. “They’re your rules. You wrote them down.”
“N…ohhhhhh fuck!” I wailed as he withdrew. His strokes were faster now, more eager. It was more than I could stand. My pussy throbbed and my thighs were flushed and burning.
“Nip…” I managed as he pushed deeper into me. I think I still felt his fist against me. I couldn’t be sure.
“What was that, honey?”
“Nippl…” I groaned as he pulled back, leaving me empty.
“Oh…right.” Emily grinned wickedly and slipped a hand down my chest, seeking my closest breast.
“She awake?” I heard a distant voice asking. The blood was pounding in my ears so hard, I might have imagined it.
“Nipple…” I moaned. Em’s hand slipped down my breast and found the throbbing nipple, untouched since this whole charade had begun. Her firm pinch brought a squeal from me. It sent shivers through my chest and all the way to my loins.
“She’s waking up, baby,” Emily laughed. “You can really start to stoke her properly now.”
He thrust his huge cock I into me, faster than ever before.
“Oh, my GOD!” My body convulsed with the shock. My back arched as I tried to pull my pussy away from his thrust. But I had nowhere to go. My head hit the head board and finished his thrust. His cock went deep into me, then just as quickly, he was withdrawing. I groaned long and loud, relieved that it was finally over. I had endured. I’d survived being shafted by the biggest cock I’d ever seen outside of a porn flick.
But then he fucked me again. My fists crumpled the bedsheets as I tried to crawl away from the onslaught - the overwhelming, deliciously overpowering onslaught. I needed it to stop, but I wanted it to continue. I needed him out of me, but I couldn’t bear the thought of feeling empty of his cock.
And to add another wonderful dimension to the assault, Emily kissed me on the lips at the end of each amazing stroke.
“Are you having fun, honey,” she asked me. I managed to nod my perspiring head. Her thumbs drove the beads of sweat away from my eyes. I must have looked like a crumpled, sweaty mess. I caught sight of a dark-skinned forearm alongside my pale, downy one. He’d lowered himself onto me. My butt was pinned beheath his groin. I was helpless beneath his thrusting body. I could feel his breath on my ear. The thrusts, the sensations of his sliding cock had all merged into one amazing and continuous buzz of muscle-clenching pleasure. Emily reached for my other, neglected nipple and gave it a hard tweak. I wailed. If I hadn’t already been prone, I would have collapsed.
My body bounced in time to his fucking, his groin smacking against my butt as he drove deep into me. There was no longer any sensation of his fist against me. My pussy was receiving the full, unabridged length.
“Take a breath, honey,” Emily chided. I frowned at her. How the fuck was I supposed to breathe when I was having the stuffing knocked out of me. I tried to draw in a shuddering lungful, but it was punctuated by little groans and wheezes as that cock slammed in and out of me.
Then I felt it begin. Heat flushed my pelvis, bursting across it as if a floodgate had just opened. My muscles began to clench in waves, the urgent spasms rippling all the way down to my curling toes; all the way up to my creasing forehead. My arms snapped tightly against my ribs. My buttocks became like rocks and my body didn’t know whether to curl into a foetal ball or stretch out completely straight. I swear it tried to do both at the same time. So I thrashed.
My lungs, meanwhile, threw up every last breath so that my mouth could curse and blaspheme like the devil.
“Oh..oh..oh..ffffffuck!” It began. Emily tweaked my poor nipples so hard, I thought they might break off.
“Oh, fuck, oh shit, oh GOD!”
My butt was smacked hard as he pounded me. My pussy contracted, squeezing painfully. It actually hurt inside as he pushed on through my tightened muscles.
But it had a devastating effect on him. He let loose a high-pitched wail, then slammed hard into me; once, twice, three times. I felt him gushing into me, a pressure that filled me, threatened to rupture something, a liquid intrusion that signalled the end of his amazing endurance. My body continued to buck, ripples of spasming muscles driving my limbs and torso into random twitches.
I realised that I was grunting. My breath wheezed into my labouring lungs, then emerged accompanied by short, resonant groans. I felt his weight settle fully onto my exhausted body. My pelvis was pinned to the bed like a displayed butterfly, his cock buried deep within my still-clenching pussy.
Emily kissed me tenderly, even though I probably cursed her and her entire family. I smiled an exhausted smile at her. We’d share this, her and I. She knew exactly how I was feeling right now and she relished my shuddering climax; empathised with me. I threw her one last curse.
“You bitch…” I spat. She chuckled, then withdrew her hands from my boobs and rose to her feet. I watched her flushed neck, her stiff nipples, her smooth belly as it passed before my eyes. And when she stood beside the bed, her bare snatch hovered nearby, trickling sticky wetness down her thighs.
“Come on, baby.” I heard a light smack, but it wasn’t me she was hitting. He groaned into my ear, then began to lift his body from on top of mine. I sighed as he began to withdraw, mourning the loss of his amazing cock. With a faint wet slurp, he was gone from me, leaving me empty and slightly sad.
“Wakey, wakey,” I heard him say. I curled my fingers into my palm a couple of times to wave him goodbye and thank you before he climbed out from between my legs. I left them wide open, desperate to cool the hot flush that tingled my thighs and pussy. I felt a trickle and reached down to feel his sticky cum leaking from my pussy. They’d fucked me – both of them – and they’d left me in this sticky, sweaty mess. Rolling myself over with a painful groan – my limbs ached abominably – I fumbled for the roll of toilet paper that was always at Em’s bedside...
…and found myself almost directly underneath Em, who was positioning herself on all fours on the other side of the bed. She lifted the arm that I’d bumped into and repositioned it near my shoulder. I found myself staring up at her sweet, pouting face. Her knees shifted until they were outside mine.
“Hi, honey,” she cooed. “Come to watch?” she turned to glance over her shoulder at her – and my – dark-skinned lover.
“Careful, baby. Don’t kneel on her toes.” He threw me a slightly sheepish grin as if to say ‘I hadn’t planned on fucking you – hope it was okay.’
“Watcha doing, Em?” I whispered. I felt a little intrusive, getting in the middle of their activities.
“Gonna have some more fun, honey. Watch and learn.” Again, she turned to peer back at her lover.
“Give it to me, baby.”
“Oh, yeah.” She threw me a wink, then licked her lips in preparation for what was coming.
“Stick that big black cock in my little white ass!”
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