Deborah: Fulfilling a Fantasy - Sex Stories

Deborah: Fulfilling a Fantasy

... sleep fucking Rene but she was probably still in a mood about the arse-slapping and was a light sleeper anyway, so I’d have hell to pay if I tried anything; I decided it wasn’t worth the aggravation. I got up to go back to the bathroom, resigned to the fact that I’d be beating off into the toilet again, when a thought occurred to me. ‘Deborah’ I’d almost forgotten how much the lanky bitch had annoyed me with all that ‘just forget about it’ shit a few weeks ago, especially now that Rene was back. It still didn’t make sense to me. She had told me about how much she fancied me and that she’d been waiting for weeks to get me alone so she could get me to ‘sleep-fuck’ her. There was no way she would want to ‘just forget about it’ the very next day unless something major had happened in the meantime. Or unless this was just another part of the fantasy… I thought back to our first fuck and what she’d said afterwards, specifically the part about it being her ultimate sex fantasy to be woken up with a dicking while her boyfriend was asleep next to her. Maybe what she hadn’t mentioned was that the fantasy involved her taking a dicking she wasn’t expecting, almost like a rape situation or something. ‘Jesus’ I thought ‘is that it? Is she fantasising about me raping her in her sleep?' I remembered that little smile she had given me after telling me to fuck off. Was that whole thing part of her weird game? Only one way to find out. I crept out of my room and up the stairs, taking care to ...

... be as quiet as possible in case anyone else was still up. I got to Deborah’s room and, taking a deep breath, pushed the door open and peered inside. The curtains in the room were quite thin so the light from the street lamps outside coming through, allowing me to see what was going on. Deborah was asleep but the blankets were all pulled over to her boyfriends’ side of the bed; he was sleeping as well. She was lying on her left side with her left arm tucked under her and her back to the door. She was wearing a short black night-dress that sat just above her pert cheeks, giving me an ever-so-slight view of her pussy lips as well as her arse. ‘This is perfect’ I thought, resisting the temptation to take out my still-throbbing cock there and then and cum all over the floor. ‘I wonder if she’s gone commando because it’s a warm night, or because she’s been waiting for me to come in here and give it to her?’ ‘Deborah’ I whispered to see if I got any sort of response. Nothing. I moved forwards through the door and into the room, as slowly and as quietly as possible. The insanity of the situation, especially with the boyfriend only a couple of feet away from me, was only making me want to do it more. I knelt down next to the bed and waited for either one of them to stir. Neither of them did. I got as close as possible to Deborah’s bare arse and studied it for a moment. Lovely and tight, more so than Rene’s, and those long, long legs looked deliciously smooth. I reached out and very, ...