When we got to my townhouse, she wrapped the small blanket around her body. The residue covering her was beginning to crust and crack. The blanket barely wrapped around her curves and stretched from her erect nipples to the middle of her ass. It was a sight to behold. We walked briskly up the walkway and into the entry to my home. She stepped through the door of my home and froze, unsure of how she’d gotten to this place in her life or what to do next.
I motioned to her. “Come on back here. I’ll show you where the shower is.”
“But…but…I have nothing to wear,” she said meekly.
“I’ll lay something out for you, okay?” She nodded and followed me down the hallway.
*****
The warm rush of water felt good flowing across her body. She could wash off the flakes of dried ejaculate the group of men had gifted her with, but she couldn’t wash away the memory. Or the feeling.
So many men! So many erect penises! All desiring me! Wanting me! And I wanting them! How can that be?! I…I…I’m not that type of girl…am I? No! It’s impossible! But I…I…did I actually enjoy that? How many orgasms did I have? I know I have an infatuation for Mark’s…member. He always says I have an infatuation for all male members. Could he be right? That’s impossible! Today was…was…an aberration. A moment of weakness. Yes, that’s it!
I changed into a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt, then rifled through my closet looking for something that she would wear and something I would enjoy her wearing. I finally settled on a white button down dress shirt. I was tall enough that I thought the length, while more than likely making her a little uncomfortable, would appease both of us. I laid the shirt on the bed and knocked on the bathroom door.
“Hey, Katherine,” I said when I peeked my head through the door. She squeaked at the sudden appearance of my words. I saw the curve of her luscious body and her attempt to cover herself through the condensation on the long, plexiglass door of the shower. Yum!
“Y-y-yes?”
“Need any help in there?” I chuckled.
“No, I most certainly do not!”
“Kidding! I’m kidding. I laid something for you to wear out on the bed. I’ll be in the living room if you need me.”
“T-t-thank you. Thank you very much.” I took one last long look at the silhouette in the shower before I closed the door.
*****
30 minutes later she walked hesitantly into the living room. My jaw visibly dropped. That shirt had never looked so good! The lowest curve of the shirt fell mid-thigh. The sleeves were rolled up her arms. She had the buttons undone well into her cleavage. Her dark pink areolas and erect nipples were quite plain to see.
She looked down at herself. “This…this is all you have? You don’t own any robes or the like?”
I laughed. “Do I look like someone who would wear a robe?”
“Yes, I suppose that’s true.” I was pretty sure I should’ve been offended at that comment. But seeing her there in that shirt forgave her. “So, how shall we handle tomorrow? I certainly can’t go to work wearing this.”
“Why not?” She frowned at me while I laughed. “Right, right. I think the best thing to do is you call in and say you’re going to be late and I’ll just call in sick. We’ll go do some shopping and I’ll take you back to your car.”
“How can I go shopping? I can’t wear this!”
“We’ll throw a belt around it and you can call it a mini dress.”
Her hands balled into fists and her jaw clenched. “Fine,” she huffed.
“Can I get you something to eat or drink?”
“No, thank you. I’ve had a very long day.” Yeah, you have! “I think I’m going to retire. Thank you for your kindness and hospitality.”
I waved a dismissive hand at her. “No problem! Don’t worry about it. Hey, listen, I should warn you, sometimes when I’m stressed or super tired, I might sleep walk.” I’ve never sleep walked in my life.
Her hand went to her mouth. “Oh my goodness! Is there something I should do if you do that tonight?”
“Well, you know, uh, never wake a sleepwalker unless you absolutely have to. And, you know, if, um, you hear the front door open, don’t let me wander the streets like a zombie. Ha ha!”
“Oh my gosh! Yes, I’ll do my best.”
“But I hardly ever do that, so it shouldn’t be a problem. Well, good night, Katherine. If you need anything, just let me know. I’ll be out here. On my couch.”
“Yes, yes. Thank you. Good night.”
Of course, later that night I felt the need to sleepwalk. I stripped naked and, doing my best zombie walk, stumbled into my bedroom with my thick, hard pole leading the way.
Katherine felt a presence and opened her eyes. It took a second for her to focus on the dark shadow inches from her face. She gasped when she realized I was standing next to the bed and it was her object of infatuation that was pointing at her.
“Mark! What are you doing?!” she bellowed. She could see from the moonlight shining through the drapes I had a slight grin on my face and my eyes were closed. Oh my goodness! I wonder if he’s sleepwalking?!
“C’mon, Jenny, you know you want to,” I mumbled.
Jenny? Does he think I’m Jenny? “Uh, do what exactly, Mark?”
“You know you want to give me a blow job.” I wanted to see the look on her face so badly! But I kept my eyes closed.
She gasped. “No! No I don’t. Now…now…go back to, uh, bed.” My God! It looks even bigger in the dark!
“C’mon, Jenny, you know you want to. You love sucking my dick. I’ll…I’ll go back to bed as soon as you finish,” I said in a low, monotone voice.
Katherine licked her lips without even thinking about it. She felt her body getting warm. My God it looks delicious! One session of oral pleasure. What’s it going to hurt? He thinks it’s Jenny. He wouldn’t even know it was me! And I’d be helping him get back to sleep. That poor man! Yes, it would be cruel to deny him in this state. “Okay. But just a quick one. Then you’ll go back to bed, okay?”
I couldn’t stop the grin crossing my face. I slowly nodded my head. “Mmmmm hmmmmm.”
She threw the covers off and sat up on the edge of the bed. I cracked my eyes open just enough to see she had taken the shirt off and was completely naked. Oh yeah, that’ll help speed things up! She slowly raised her hand. I grunted when her warm, soft fingers wrapped themselves around my already throbbing shaft. I felt her hot breath rush across the bulbous head. I felt it pass her lips and warm moisture surround more and more of the shaft. I couldn’t help but grunt again when her lips clamped down on me.
She quickly went to work. It was an odd sensation for both of us not to have my hands stuck to the back of her head or mauling her magnificent globes. I fought every natural urge I had to stand there, zombie like, silent and unemotional. The only sound in the bedroom was the sound of her playing my skin flute.
She felt the temperature of her body rise. The moisture between her legs began to leave a stain on the satin sheets. My God! Am I becoming that aroused at simply orally pleasing this man?! How can that be?! This isn’t how I was raised! I don’t even become this aroused when Darren and I are having intercourse!
She couldn’t help herself. She squeaked when her hand slipped between her legs and flicked at her raised clit. She slowly rubbed and pinched herself while her head bobbed.
I couldn’t hold back the jerk and groan when I slipped into her throat. The pace of her head as well as her hand quickened. My balls slapped against her chin. I cracked my eyes open just enough to see the top of her head move to and fro. I could tell by the angle of her arm where her hand was. It was all I could take.
The explosion in her mouth caught Katherine completely by surprise. She had become used to some kind of warning and demand. We were both shocked at how still my body stayed while I gushed down the back of her throat. The suddenness of it caused her to initially cough and gag, spitting cum and saliva down my shaft and into my groin.
She finally pulled her face away and swiped her forearm across her chin. Much to my surprise, she pointed my mast skyward and dove her face in, licking me from ball sack to tip and licking me clean.
She finally pulled back and looked into my still face. “How as that?”
Without any movement, I whispered, “That was good.”
That was good?! “Good. Now, go back to bed.”
I nodded my head slightly. “I’ll go back to bed.” I turned and walked away. But, instead of walking towards the door, I turned and walked around the end of the bed.
“Where are you going, Mark?”
“Back to bed,” I slurred. I pulled back the sheets on the opposite side of Katherine and methodically climbed into bed.
“Wha-wha-what are you doing?” Katherine asked with alarm.
“Going back to bed,” I muttered as I threw the sheets over me and rolled over.
“B-b-but, you were sleeping on the couch!”
“Mmmmmm, I’m going back to bed,” I said dreamily.
Katherine huffed. He’s asleep. He won’t cause any trouble. It is his bed after all. Katherine convinced herself it would be fine. She fell back into the warmth of the pillowtop cushion and pulled the covers back over herself.
She had no sooner done that when I rolled over. She froze when I pressed against her and wrapped my arm around her.
Don’t wake a sleepwalker unless you absolutely have to. “Mark! What are you doing?!” she whispered.
“Mmmmmm, that was nice,” I whispered in her ear. “Not as good as Katherine, but it was nice.”
Not as good as Katherine?! Her heart skipped a beat. I’m better than Jenny! Ha! Wait! Should I be proud of the fact he says I satisfy him orally better than Jenny? She paused. This is nice. His big, strong body wrapped around me. Darren never does this. It feels…good. My lean, muscular body reminded her she still had a scratch to itch. She slowly slid her hand down her body. She bit her lip and whimpered when she went back to work on her soaked slit. “So…so…mmmmmm…why…why is Katherine…mmmmmm…better?”
I nuzzled into her neck. “Mmmmmm…Katherine loves sucking cock,” I moaned. This conversation was getting me hard again already. Plus, I knew she was pleasuring herself. Katherine. Pleasuring herself. That wasn’t helping any. I pulled myself in tighter. “She’s a cock loving slut,” I said quietly.
She felt my fresh wood against her back. “But…but…what makes me…her! What makes, uh, Kathhhhhh-erine better than…than mmmmmme?”
“Mmmmmm, she sucks on it so harrrrrd. Mmmm hmmmm. And her throat is…is so tight. Just like her pussy, mmmm hmmmmm.”
Katherine’s heart was pounding. Her body was burning up. Ohmagawd! I’m going crazy! I was just gangbanged yet I still want more! Why am I pleasuring myself when I have this huge, stiff cock ri…(gasp) I said it again! But…but…it’s true! I have this huge cock right here! Ohmagawd! Is it true? Is it true I’m a cock loving slut?! I…I can’t help it! His big, beautiful cock is right here! I can’t help it! Katherine slowly rolled over in my arms until her fleshy pillows were pressing into me and her face was almost touching mine. I felt her hand on my shoulder.
“Mark, can you roll onto your back, please?”
“Mmmmmm oooookay,” I exhaled while she pushed me onto my back. Where’s she going with this?
She slowly pulled the covers back until my monument was revealed. “My God he has a beautiful cock,” she moaned. Holy shit! Did she just say that out loud?! “Mark, are you still asleep?”
I barely nodded my head. “Mmmmm hmmmm. I went back to bed.”
“You’re dreaming. This is all a dream,” she said softly.
I nodded my head again. “Mmmmmmmm.”
My eyes nearly flew open when I felt her hand wrap around my staff. She stared at it while she slowly stroked it. Am I really going to do this? I felt the bed adjust when she lifted herself up. I felt her swing her leg over me.
No way! I thought.
She grabbed my joystick again. I her weight shifted. I felt her heat hover over me. Holy shit! She’s gonna fuck me while she thinks I’m sleeping! That horny bitch! Her hot, swollen lips touched my purple tip.
Am I really going to do this? “You’re…you’re just dreaming, Mark.”
“Mmmmmmmm,” I hummed quietly.
She bit her lip. My bulbous head slipped through her velvety folds. She quietly moaned the entire slide down my pole until she softly landed in my lap.
“Ohmagawd, that feels amazing,” she moaned. She leaned over. I felt both hands land on either side of me. Her hips began to rise and fall. “You’re dreaming, Mark. You’re dreaming you’re having inter…sex with Jenny,” she murmured softly.
I played along. “Mmmmmm, Jenny,” I whispered while I attempted to lay perfectly still.
Her grinds were quickly became more aggressive. Her muscles were squeezing me. I could feel them starting to quiver. “M-m-mark…can…can you…mmmmmmm…can you hear me?” she stuttered. I stayed silent. “Go-o o-od mmmmmm.” Her muscles throbbed harder around my tool. “Your…your penis…who…who ammmmm I kidding?” She squeezed harder. “Your…your cock! Your cock feels amazing mmmmmm! I…I…I’m totally mmmmm…totally infatuated with it. I…I…oh God! Inter…intercourse…s-s-s-sex…has…has…my God! Has never felt like this! I…I can’t stop thinking about it! I…I…mmmmmm…I can’t stop thinking about have…have…having intercourse…fucking! I can’t…can’t…ohmagawd! I can’t stop thinking about you fucking me with…with your huge…fat…cock! It…it…ohmagawd…it feels amazing! Oh…oh…ggggaaaahhhhhh!”
Her body vibrated around the object of her desire. It was a feeling unlike I’d ever felt before. I mean, I’ve participated in a little light bondage where my arms were tied down. But I’ve never tried so hard to lay perfectly still while a woman is spasming on top of me.
Katherine bit her lip and clenched her jaw. Her entire body was on fire. She’d never experienced an orgasm like this one. On one hand, she felt completely in control of her own satisfaction. On the other hand, she had to control her body like never before.
Just when she thought she was going to lose control, her tremors began to settle. Now she could feel me throbbing inside of her. I can’t leave him like this. That would be cruel. Her grinding slowed but her grip tightened like a vise grip around me. “Mark, are you about to orga…cum? Hmmmm. Are you about to cum? Come on, give it to me. I want you to cum, Mark. I want to feel you cum inside of me,” she purred.
The whole episode had me ready to blow as it was. Her talking like that without any encouragement from me sent me over the edge. I concentrated hard on laying as still as possible. But a quiet “hughhhaaahhh!” slipped out.
She felt me pulse inside her. Each pulse sent a fresh shot of spunk. “Oooooo yeah, that’s it. Give it to me. Give me your cum,” she panted.
The throbbing and spurting inside her finally ceased. I had succeeded. The only thing she noticed different about me was my chest was slightly heaving, but that was to be expected. I felt the bed shift when she stealthily rolled off of me and onto the floor. My pole was still standing at attention. It glistened with her juices in the dim moonlight.
My God, look at him! He’s still erect! She carefully pulled the covers back over me. I heard the pitter patter of her feet and then the bathroom door close.
For the first time, a wicked smile crossed my face while I took in what just happened. Well, that was unexpected! And fun! Hmmmmm, how can I use this? I’ll definitely have to store this one away in the ol’ memory bank. It might come in useful someday. But, for now, I’ll play along as if I was sleeping.
Katherine sat in the bathroom contemplating her actions, almost in a panic. What did I just do?! Was that really me?! Maybe it was a dream? Maybe this has all been a dream? That couldn’t have possibly been me! But it was! Oh my God! What have I done?! What if…what if Mark finds out?! Calm down. Calm down. He was asleep. He thinks he was having a dream about Jenny. He was fast asleep! Just act like it never happened. But…but…it was amazing! Oh my God, it was amazing! But…but it can never happen again.
I closed my eyes when the bathroom light shut off. I heard the creak of the door, then felt the bed shift when she climbed back in. We both fell asleep with our bodies still tingling from what just happened.
I woke up that morning squinting with the sunlight streaming in through the gap in the curtains. I was still lying on my back. I was shocked to find Katherine’s head lying on my chest with her arm wrapped around my side. My stirring must have awoken her because not long after body began to show signs of life.
The sunlight caused Katherine to squint as well. It took a bit for her to get her bearings straight. Memories quickly began to flood her mind. Her entire body ached from the attention it had received at the theater. Then she remembered. She wasn’t at home in her own bed. This wasn’t her husband Darren lying underneath her head.
She sprang off of me like I was an electric fence. “Mr…Mr…Mark! What…what…what are you doing?!” she screeched.
I chuckled at her response to finding herself in my arms. “What am I doing? You were on top of me. I should be asking you that.”
Her jaw dropped. I literally watched her heart stop beating. Oh my God! He knows! “I…I…I most certainly was not on top of you last night! You…you must have been dreaming!”
I smiled. “Who’s talking about last night? Just now. Your head was on my chest. You were on top of me, not the other way around. I should be asking you want you were doing.” I own this bitch.
Calm down, Katherine! He was asleep! He doesn’t remember a thing! Don’t blow it! “Oh! Yes. Well. I apologize.”
I waved my hand at her. “Nah, it’s fine, don’t sweat it. You could be yelling at me for a lot worse things.” I looked around. “The better question is, what am I doing in here? I know I started out on the couch.”
“Oh! Yes. You were sleepwalking last night and then, um, you, uh, you came to bed.” Right after you stuck that big, beautiful…cock…in my face!
“Oh. Geez. Sorry about that.” The fuck I am!
She shrugged her shoulders. “Well, it is your bed. You were a perfect, um, gentleman.”
A crooked grin crossed my face. “Oh, that’s good. Did you sleep alright?” You naughty girl.
Her face flushed. “Oh! Yes. I, uh, I slept quite well, thank you. Your bed is, um, very, um, comfortable.” We sat there for an awkward moment, knowing neither one of us slept much last night. “Well, if you don’t mind, I’m going to take a shower. After that, would you mind taking me somewhere where I can purchase some new clothing?”
“Absolutely! Get yourself cleaned up and we’ll go.”
*****
I couldn’t help but watch Katherine’s heart-shaped ass as we entered the mall. We had done exactly walked talked about the previous night. We threw a belt around her waist and called my dress shirt a mini dress. And mini it was! Holy shit! She had the top buttons unbuttoned so there was plenty of cleavage. And the longest curves of the shirt dipped to mid-thigh. I had a hard on from the minute I first saw her in it.
Being a weekday morning, there wasn’t much of a crowd. As we strolled through the mall, past the mall walkers and the few shoppers, I leaned into Katherine and said, “I gotta tell you, Katherine, you look hot as fuck in that shirt.”
She gasped. “Mark! Language. Please. We’re in public. Please show some decorum.”
“Fine. You look, um, incredibly attractive in that shirt.”
“Thank you. I feel naked. Only wearing this shirt. With no under garments. I feel naked.”
“Come on, Katherine. Be honest. Tell me you don’t feel just a little naughty walking around here, out in public, knowing that you don’t have any underwear on. Walking around these strangers knowing you don’t have a stitch of clothing on under that shirt.”
The truth was, I hit the nail on the head. She couldn’t put her finger on it until I said it. She felt naughty. If only these people around her knew she had nothing on but this shirt. It was a different feeling. It was stimulating. Arousing. But she couldn’t let me know that. “I most certainly do not. I feel naked. And that’s all.”
Every time I looked down at her, I could look straight down her shoot. It was all I could do to keep myself from pouncing right there in the middle of the mall. “Well, all I can tell you is it gives me a fuckin’ hard on knowing it.”
She gasped. “Mark! Ohmagawd! Please! We’re in public!”
I laughed. “Ha ha ha! Okay, okay. Settle down. But it’s true. It gives me…” She shot me a look. “it gets me aroused. Is that better?”
She couldn’t help but look down at the sizable bulge in my pants. She was already getting moist at the arousal of being out in public nearly naked. The bulge in my pants only made it worse. Control yourself! Control yourself! “Yes. Well. You’re just going to have to deal with it,” she said snootily.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the left. “C’mon, I’ll bet we can find something in here.”
“But…but…I don’t wear Victoria’s Secret!”
“If I’m payin’ for it, you’ll wear it. At the very least, we can get you some nice underwear, right?”
“Y-y-yes, I suppose,” she said hesitantly as we walked into the dimly lit store.
To be continued…