In a state of half-awake pleasure, Iâm bucking and humping against my mattress. And as Iâm drifting off I feel firm warm dexterous hands wrap around and gently control my waist. I hear a calm voice telling me to keep going. Those same large masculine hands begin pulling and teasing my waistband and before I know it my boxers are at my knees. I feel a long hard cock enter me, sliding in and stretching me out as I whimper and coo in response.
It takes me a minute before I realize. Itâs my roommate now deep inside me. He starts lightly thrusting inside and rocking me up and down. When I look back in his eyes his shaky voice says âshh no one has to know about this. Just enjoy it.â So I lean into him. Our little secret. He puts his thumb in my mouth and says âgood boyâ as I suck.
Itâs only when I start to pull away that i hear a more stern voice. âWhere are you going?â He grabs my waist tight and rails me. Through moans he calls me his little bitch and he finishes with a gasp, throwing me back down on the mattress as if heâs ashamed of what his lust made him do.
I climax. But now awake, this experience clarifies itself as a dreamâmy own subconscious desire, not his. Sitting up in bed with flushed cheeks, I make eye contact with my roommate. He throws his hand on my blanketed knee and says âit sounds like someone had a little too much fun.â Our eyes both drift to the humiliating wet spot in my white sheets. âClean up your little mess. I have girls coming over later.â