Somnia

by Kady Ash

Listen, I don't even know what to say about this one. I was horny, okay? Sorry not sorry. Enjoy.

It takes me a few seconds to figure out what the hell he’s talking about, and when I do, I have to fight to keep a straight face. “Oh, your sexsomnia thing that’s absolutely real and not at all something you made up to explain why I caught you jacking off at our high school lock-in?” I ask. “Yeah, I remember.”

“Did you talk about me to your friends?” “Sometimes,” she admits. “Mostly I tried not to because I’d miss you, but yeah. I had to brag about you.” “Brag?” I respond with a chuckle. “I don’t know what I’ve ever done that was brag-worthy. My dad would say you’re full of shit.” “Your dad is an asshole,” she reminds me. “He never knew a thing about you or your heart, and if he says heaven doesn’t want you, then give me hell any day of the week.”

You’re my best friend, you’ve never... been like this before.” That’s because I thought I had forever to slowly win you over and then you left me for a year and a half.

“This was fun, Ad. But I’m really tired, is it cool if I go to bed?” “Yeah, of course. You’re home, Luna. You don’t have to ask for anything, it’s all yours.” Me, my heart and my body included. “Sleep good.”

God, his cock is so big, how did I never realize how hung my best fucking friend is in all the years I’ve known him? He’s stretching me so wide I’m going to be sore for days, gonna be limping while I try to pretend like this didn’t happen. Oh, fuck. “That’s it, baby,” I whisper, slipping my hand underneath me to rub my clit. “Fuck your doll. Make her take it.”

A shiver of wild lust drowns out all doubts as my fingers find my desperate clit again, and this time, I don’t take it easy. He’s not awake to know he needs to take care of me too, so I won’t waste the second chance. With him moving again, I lift my ass up and tuck my legs, changing the angle just enough to drag a moan from me. “Use me, baby,” I goad. “Use your messy little doll.”

Fuck it. If this is how I go, this is how I go. Drooling all over the mattress and getting fucked like a doll.

“Such a good girl,” I growl, my fingers ghosting their way under her thigh so I can move her hand and rub her clit. The way she jerks in surprise makes my cock throb inside her. “Oh god,” she whispers. “That’s it, baby. Make your little doll come.”

Fuck, the power that gives me as her cunt contracts with an orgasm that leaves her breathless has my other hand finding her throat so I can cut off her airway and take her apart some more. She’s absolutely perfect, and I know she can give me another one. “Take it, messy girl. This is what you were made for.”

“My perfect girl. Fuck... take this cum.” Take every. fucking. drop. I pin her to me as I pump her full, groaning against her neck while the desire to kiss her almost completely overwhelms me. Luna drops her chest to the mattress, arching her back and sliding off me with heavy, sated breaths. I almost grab her and shove back in because I wasn’t done with her, but the wet sound I hear has my attention drifting south. She’s fingering herself, pushing my cum deeper inside of her.

I can’t keep my hands off of her. I didn’t get enough, I’ll never get enough of her. I knew I loved her before I ever had her, and now that I have, there’s no fucking way I can go back. Everything about her is perfect for me.

Grabbing her head with both hands, I shove her down and hold her there until her thighs shake and her arm stops twitching, then let her off to breathe once I’m satisfied she came for me again. Now it’s my turn.

I fuck her mouth like she really is a doll, and with how pliant she is, I almost think she can be. A doll has never felt this good though, and it only turns me on more when she squirms to fight me. “Beautiful little slut,” I rush out. “Beautiful little hole.” Choking hard, she draws blood from my thigh with painted black nails and whimpers desperately. She needs to breathe, but I need to cum, and she’s not tapping out yet. “Take it like a good girl,” I whisper, fucking her face like it’s her pussy with thrusts that have my ass leaving the mattress.

A truck pulls up to my left and the fuckwit in the passenger seat stares down at her. The jealousy on his face makes me grin, but I turn my attention back on my girl and thrust myself a little deeper. Enjoy the show, it’s all you’ll ever get of her. “Good girl. Mouth is fucking mine now.”

“For you,” he rushes out. “I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable, but I wanted you. Needed you, and I knew I’d go looking for you. You’re the only one I think about at night, the only one my body craves. It’s always been you, Moon.” It’s always been me.

I wrap my hand around her throat to steady her and keep her right where I want her as she slaps her own pussy. “And now you use the videos you have of me telling you to use me like a doll?” “Yes,” I growl. “Love watching you beg for it and degrade yourself. You love being a little slut for me, don’t you?” “Only for you.” Her hips roll as she rides my cock from underneath me, driving me deeper into her ass. “You fill me up so good, baby.” “Cause your ass was made for me. This isn’t a one-time thing, Luna. None of this.”

“Ad, I— I can’t breathe,” she gasps, clinging to me as I drop down to kiss her. “Yes, you can. Don’t try to control it, baby. You’ve got more in there for me, I know it. Let it out.” A sob wracks through her as she shoves me back and squirts again, convulsing as it splashes all over my cock. I see nothing but red fucking hot lust as she rolls onto her stomach and tries to crawl away from me, from how good it feels. “You’re not going anywhere,” I growl, tugging her back so I can climb on top of her and push back inside.

“Well, I’m glad we got here eventually. You were always it for me, always meant to hang off my cock.”

“Looking at you now. In fact, I’m always looking at you. It’s about time you’re looking back.”

“You slip something into my food or a drink to make me sleep, and then you have an episode. Neither of us are awake or know what’s happening, but we watch the video together the next day.”

“Don’t give a fuck. You’re going to come and you’re going to do it for your best friend — you’re going to think about how wrong it is, and you’re going to fucking do it anyway.” Oh god. Riding his fingers, I fall apart when his thumb presses against my clit. It’s perfect, it’s too much, and it leaves me a mess. “Good girl. Such a beautiful little whore. Now earn your money and get on your knees.”