being born lonely is so fucking suffocating bc you feel like no matter what you do or who you’re with deep down you’re just not palatable to other people. something about you is so inherently other and nothing can ever dispel that. and it haunts you w every social situation you walk into but you just have to be okay w it for the rest of your life
i miss guided masturbation. i miss being on call, shaking and whimpering while someone tells me what to do, how to touch myself, how to please them. i need to be given orders so bad
It's 4am, you're staying over at a friend's place with some other people after a long night out. As things wind down, you head into the extra room to get ready for bed, and it doesn't take you long to pass out once your head hits the pillow. Shortly after, someone else comes in looking for a spot to sleep, a guy you've been interested in for a while. He whispers out your name, and shakes you a bit trying to ask if he can share the bed with you. No response. He tries again, still nothing. Seeing as this is his only other option besides the hardwood floor in the living room, he finishes getting ready and slips into bed with you, trying one more time to wake you up and ask if it's okay, with no success.
After a while laying next to you, he starts thinking about turning over and wrapping his arm around you to get closer. He knows it's probably a bad idea, but you guys have been cuddly before, so it shouldn't be too much of a shock if you woke up, right? As he gets closer under the covers and brings his arm around you, he realizes you aren't wearing any clothes. He hesitates for a moment before leaning into it instead and embracing you, feeling your skin against his. It doesn't take long before his mind is racing with dirty thoughts, he feels himself starting to get hard pressed up against your ass and quickly backs up in case you feel it. You haven't moved since he got in bed with you though, and you're still softly snoring, so he figures maybe it wouldn't hurt to go a bit further.
He starts tracing his fingers over your body, seeing if you react. Nothing. You're still laying on your side facing away from him, so he slowly works his fingers in between your legs, pausing anytime you make a sound or move. They work their way up towards your pussy, closer and closer, until they're spreading you open to circle and probe the entrance. You let out a soft moan, causing him to stop for a moment and imagine what you could be dreaming about. Being touched, being played with, being used…it turns him on even more since you have no idea what's happening to you.
He keeps gently rubbing his finger in circles, adding a bit more pressure until you start to get wet. It covers his finger and makes it easy for him to slide it further up towards your clit. You shift again, another soft moan, so he holds his finger there until he can tell you're still asleep. Then he slowly starts to move, just enough to stimulate you, his finger tensing and releasing to make you feel a throbbing sensation under your clit. He slides his finger back down and starts to push it inside this time. You sleepily moan but he doesn't stop, he keeps going until his finger is all the way in, then he holds it there to see if you wake up.
A minute goes by, two minutes, nothing…so he starts to carefully rub inside you, following the textures with the pad of his fingertip. Over your ridges, along the folds, rocking back and forth and playing with the pressure to test how much he can get away with. Pulling it out, then slowly pushing back in, his fingers are fully exploring you, without you even knowing. He notices how wet you've gotten now between his other fingers, dripping down and spreading all over your thighs which are still sandwiching his hand. It feels so hot all over down there, and he starts to think about how much he wants to shove his cock into you, if you would wake up or not, if he even cares if you do anymore. Your body clearly wants this, it wants to be fucked, it wants to be used.
He pulls his finger out slowly and reaches down to touch himself, covering the end of his shaft with your juices so he can slide in easily. The tip moves to the back of your thighs, and slowly starts to slide between them, towards your now wet and messy cunt. He starts to push inside…causing you to shift your leg a bit and softly moan, and he resists the urge to slam the rest of the way in to make sure you're still asleep instead. It feels so good to slowly push into you, feeling you squeeze around him, as he imagines you dreaming about being fucked while he fills you up. You start to moan more, causing him to stop and wait several more times until he's all the way in, and he holds it there so you can feel his cock twitch and throb inside you.
After a while he starts to move in and out slowly, your moans get a bit louder and happen more often, but that doesn't stop him anymore. He knows you're about to wake up, but it feels too good to stop, and you won't be able to resist in your sleepy daze. He reaches around and covers your mouth one hand, while the other arm wraps around your neck and pulls you against him. He starts to pound into you faster, feeling you start to push back with every thrust as you wake up like a needy little slut who wants more. You don't even know what's happening yet but you want to cum so bad, it's all you were dreaming about and now it's all you're thinking about, isn't it?
He takes his hand off your mouth and starts roughly groping your tits while he's fucking you. Then he reaches down to start rubbing your clit, lightly at first then adding a bit more pressure with every thrust until you finally tip over the edge, holding you tightly against him so he can feel your body squirming against his. As you're cumming, you finally realize the situation, and don't know if it's the fear or pleasure making it feel so good. Your body feels paralyzed and you want to struggle to get away, but at the same time you love everything about it. You have no idea whose hands are all over your body, whose cock is sliding in and out of your pussy, but you're squeezing around it and pulling it back in anyway because it feels so good. You don't want it to stop.
He keeps fucking you with the same rhythm, giving you no breaks, until all you can focus on is the feeling of his cock pumping in and out of you, over and over until your mind goes blank. Your body is moving on its own now, you're curving your back and grinding your ass back against him so he can hit the perfect spot. You don't care anymore, and you have no choice now but to be a good girl and lay there, letting him use you for as long as he wants. That's exactly what you want too though, you're just an obedient little fuckdoll that craves being used.
Over time you hear his breath and moans start to build up by your ear, turning almost feral. He pulls your hips against him with one hand as he pushes in as deep as he can go, causing you to snap out of your trance and let out a cute little yelp from the pain. The other hand wraps around your throat and tightens, and you let out a muffled groan of satisfaction as you feel him throb and pulse inside you again. You feel him start to fill you up from deep inside, and the warmth spreads as he slowly starts to pull out. You feel his cum dripping down your thigh, onto the bed, but you just lay there silently and wait, processing what just happened. Part of you doesn't want to know who it was, and he takes the silence as a chance to grab his clothes and sneak out of the room before being confronted.
The next morning things seem normal to everyone else, but you know one of the guys there used you. You glance around at everyone while they're talking and try to see if you can tell who's guilty, who glances away the fastest or has the hardest time maintaining eye contact. As you look around, the thought of each of them inside you runs through your head. You lock eyes with the guy you're interested in, the one who did it, but you can't tell. Ultimately, you decide there's no way to know for sure, but you secretly hope that whoever it was will be there again next weekend.
Making out with her on my lap, feeling her pussy pulse as she tries to hide how wet she's getting, while I struggle to keep my cock from bulging through my pants. The tension building because neither of us wants to stop kissing the other, but we're both getting closer and closer to breaking and finally fucking
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