[Reposting with fixed title tags. This one uses image 18 (not counting the rules text) for the inspiration]
I wake up groggy, not sure where I am at first. It takes me a minute to remember that I’m in Sharla’s bed, where we’ve both passed out after staying up way too late and drinking way too much wine. Sharla is just inches from me, her body turned away from mine, cocooned in the blankets, only the very top of her dark hair gleaming in the moonlight that spills through her bedroom window. She snores softly, shifting a little as she tosses in her sleep.
But it’s not Sharla that woke me up.
I feel it again now– a sudden tugging on my foot, and my eyes open wide as I look down to see Harry, Sharla’s boyfriend, still dressed in the clothes he’d gone out earlier in to give me and Sharla some girls’ time together while he and his friends spent a night on the town.
But he’s back now, and his hand moves up my leg, groping blindly from ankle to calf. I hesitate, not sure what he’s doing, and he murmurs something half-coherent. I can tell he’s been drinking too.
“Shar…” he moans softly, his fingers now on my thighs. “Shar, I missed you…”
“Harry!” I hiss, trying not to wake up my best friend while her boyfriend’s hands are all over me.
“Shhhh…” he says, his whisper almost comically loud. “Don’t wake up Jenn.”
My mouth drops open. He thinks I’m her! He’s even using his nickname for her when he talks to me!
Sharla and I do look somewhat alike; both of us have dark hair and are around the same height, so we do get mistaken for each other from time to time. I freeze as his hands pry my legs apart. I don’t want to get Harry in trouble, but as he starts to run his fingers up and down my pussy it starts to feel really good.
Sharla and I had talked about guys earlier that night, and she’d told me all about Harry’s cock– how big it was, how it was nice and thick, how he could go for a really long time without cumming, just making her cum over and over again.
Would it really be so bad to find out for myself? She practically asked me to, right?
Harry isn’t hesitating. Already his pants are off and his shirt is open to the waist. I get my first view of his shaft as Sharla shifts again, murmuring in her sleep.
Oh my God… she wasn’t lying.
He’s bigger than anyone I’ve ever seen before, and as he rubs the head of his cock against my opening, my pussy flutters in anticipation, already sensing how he’s going to stretch me out.
“Shhh…” he whispers in my ear as he slides into me. I try to be quiet, but I can’t help letting out a few squeaks of surprise as he pushes deeper and deeper– so deep that I think surely he must be all the way in, only to have him shift a little and find another half-inch or more to bury in my needy hole.
“Oh fuck…” He breathes, and the skin on my neck prickles with excitement. “Shar, you’re tighter than usual. Fuck, you feel so good tonight.”
I put a fist in my mouth, trying not to moan as he continues to bottom out inside me, the head of his cock brushing against my cervix with each stroke, just the way I like it when I use toys on myself. No real cock has ever been able to replicate that though– not until right now.
“Mmph… mmmmmph…” I glance over at Sharla beside me, still wrapped in sleep, unmoving and lost to the world.
“Look at Jenn over there. You really wore her out, huh?”
“Yeah…” I manage to gasp, my pussy getting tighter by the second as I feel my orgasm building up inside me, a heat that spreads from my thighs up into my stomach.
“God I love your tits…” he continues, still whispering in my ear as he grabs my breasts, squeezing them in time with his thrusts in a way that just drives me crazy with lust. I can barely think as he keeps fucking me, my pussy taking over for my brain for a while and commanding my body to arch, to bounce, to shake, all with the purpose of meeting his cock and guiding it deeper into me, helping it to rub the best spots along my inner walls.
I whimper loudly as I cum for the first time, and his hand slaps over my mouth.
“Shhhh…” he hisses, both of us looking to Sharla’s sleeping form. “Be a good girl and be quiet for me, ok? Can you do that?”
I nod, but that’s not good enough for him.
“Tell me Shar. Tell me you’re going to be my good girl.
I gasp as his cock keeps pumping into me.
“I-” I whisper, my body still trembling from the force of my orgasm. “I’ll be your good girl, sir…”
“That’s better. Now, I wanna see you cum again so you can prove it…”
He starts to go faster now. The head of his cock rubs against the entire length of my pussy with each stroke and it isn’t long before I’m squirming underneath him once more.
“Stay quiet this time. Don’t wake up Jenn…” his voice is hypnotic in my ear and I clench my jaw so tightly as I cum that I worry my teeth are going to crack.
But I don’t make a sound.
It’s so fucking hot to have him on me like this, to have to keep it a secret and to stay silent. It turns me on so much to know that even though I’m quiet as a mouse, he must know I’m cumming by how hard my body is shaking, by how much my pussy is clenching around him.
“Good girl…” he breathes, and I melt into the mattress for him. For my best friend’s boyfriend.
“I love that you got on the pill,” he whispers. “I love being able to fill you up with my cum, to be able to breed you the way a sexy woman like you should be bred, knowing you won’t get pregnant…”
My eyes widen. I knew Sharla had gone on the pill recently, but I wasn’t. I open my mouth to say something, but he kisses me before I can. His tongue slips into my mouth and all the words I had thought disappear as his tongue and his cock work together to turn me into an empty-headed slut.
It feels so, so good.
“I’m close…” His whisper is ragged and hoarse, and once again he speeds up the pace. Sharla is somehow still asleep next to us, snoring softly as her boyfriend plows into me. I feel his balls tighten as he starts to cum, and the next thing I know I’m being flooded by him, filled completely by his massive load.
I gasp for breath as he breaks our kiss, fondling my breasts once again as he finishes emptying himself into me. I can feel how flushed I am, especially in the face, between cumming twice and the knowledge that it was Sharla’s boyfriend that did it.
“You’re such a good girlfriend,” he whispers softly in my ear as his cock twitches one final time, a last little droplet of seed dribbling into me.
He kisses me on the forehead as he pulls out, leaving me trembling there in the darkness with the smell of him still filling my nose.
“Boy, Jen can sleep through anything huh?” He chuckles softly as he stands, pulling his pants back up. “I’ll see you in the morning. Sweet dreams Shar.”
He stumbles out of the room, leaving me with his cum dripping out of my pussy and my best friend still sleeping soundly right next to me.
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