i woke up to the feeling of someone in my bed. my legs were being spread and i could feel the tip of a strangers cock pressing against the opening to my pussy. i had been having a pretty sexual dream (normal for me), so my body was already ready for sex. my pussy was wet enough and my mind was craving what was about to happen to me.

this is what was happening. i had been talking to this guy online for maybe three weeks. no real names. no socials. just a lot of filthy messages back and forth that started off normal but had quickly turned sexual. he figured out early on during a discussion about our kinks that i have a thing for being fucked in my sleep, and he got very, very into it. like asking me specific questions about it. how deep do you sleep. do you lock your door. do you sleep naked. and i answered all of them honestly because i think i was hoping this would move past an online discussion and into something real.

the plan we came up with was both simple, and completely insane. i would leave my front door unlocked. i would go to bed naked, no blanket, nothing. he would let himself in sometime after midnight. i would not know exactly when. and he would do whatever he wanted to me.

i said yes to all of this a few days ago, and i wanted it to be a bit of a surprise so we didn't plan on any specific day. i told him it could be any day this week. i spent the next two days being so nervous i could barely fall asleep, and also so turned on i had to get myself off three times before bed the night it actually happened just to fall asleep at all.

it didn't help.

i fell asleep around one in the morning. i know because i checked my phone right before, which is the last clear memory i have before he fucked me.

the hand on my thigh was big. warm. it started on my outer thigh and moved up slow enough that my body woke up before my mind did. i was on my back with one leg pushed up a little to the side, and his fingers traced along the inside of my thigh and i felt my hips shift on their own, just slightly, just enough that he would have felt me react. i felt the pressure increase and he slid the tip of his cock into me.

"shhhh" i heard him whisper. i melted.

i still hadn't opened my eyes. my heart was pounding, but i stayed still because that was the whole point, that was what i wanted, and i didn't want to ruin it by being awake. i wanted him to fuck my sleeping body.

he pulled my hips up a little. just enough. his hands were rougher than i expected and he spread me open with his thumbs and i felt him looking and i stopped breathing for a second. then he slid fully into me. i was already so wet, like embarrassingly wet, like my body had been waiting for this longer than the few weeks i'd been talking to him about it.

"jesus christ," he said. low. like he was talking to himself more than me. "you're soaked. you actually wanted this. you fucking whore"

i didn't answer. my hands were gripping the sheet and i was trying so hard to stay still even though every part of me was screaming and pulsing with energy.

he pushed inside me the rest of the way and i made a sound i've never heard myself make. this broken gaspy noise into that i couldn't have held back if i tried. he was big enough that the stretch woke up a completely different part of my brain. the primal part. the part that just wants to be fucked like the slut that i know i am.

he grabbed the back of my neck and pressed a pillow over my face and leaned down close and said "you left your door unlocked for me. you don't even know what i look like. and you're this fucking wet. a whore. thats what you are".

i whimpered something that might have been please.

"please what? you don't even know my name and you're begging." he pulled almost all the way out and pushed back in slow and i felt every inch and i wanted to scream into the pillow and i did a little bit. "i walked into a stranger's apartment and she's naked and dripping and begging me to fuck her. you know how that sounds? you know what kind of girl does that?"

i nodded into the pillow. he laughed, not mean, just dark, and started fucking me harder.

"say it," he said. "tell me what you are."

"yours," i said, muffled, and it came out without thinking.

"wrong answer. try again. what kind of girl leaves her door open for a man she's never met."

"a slut," i said, and my whole body shivered when i said it and he felt it and he started fucking me harder.

"there it is. good girl. you're such a desperate little slut you can't even lock your own front door."

he pulled my hips up higher and the angle changed and i grabbed the headboard because i needed to hold onto something. he had one hand on my hip and the other tangled in my hair pulling my head back, and he was relentless, and i was making noises the neighbors could probably hear but i genuinely did not care about anything except the next second of sex.

"you've been thinking about this for weeks haven't you" he said. "touching yourself to the idea of a stranger walking into your house and fucking your little whore holes. and now it's actually happening and you can't handle it."

i came. hard. my vision went black and my legs shook and my eyes rolled back in my head. i lost the ability to form words and i just let out a loud and continuous moan. he didn't stop for a second. he fucked me through it and it turned into a kind of orgasm that had multiple layers, where you think you're done and then another wave hits, and your body just keeps going and refuses to stop.

"i'm gonna cum in you," he said. not asking. "you left your door unlocked and slept naked for a stranger and now you're gonna feel him cum inside you and you're gonna thank me for it."

"please," i said again. "please please please." i moaned.

he pushed all the way into my pussy and held it there and i felt him cumming. he groaned and his grip on my hips tightened and i laid there shaking and full of a man's cum whose real name i still don't know, and whose face i still haven't seen.

he stayed inside me for a minute. we kissed and pressed our tongues together. his hand moved from my hair to the side of my face and he pushed my hair back and his thumb traced along my jaw, which was so gentle compared to everything that came before it that i almost cried. it felt fucking amazing.

then he got up. i heard him pull his clothes on. i heard him walk down the hall. and right before the front door opened he said, still quiet, but just loud enough for me to hear from the bedroom.

"next time i'm gonna bring a friend".

you would think i would be spent from what had just happened to me, but hearing him say that just set me off all over again. i reached down and put a finger into my pussy and the moment i felt the mess he had left inside me i instantly started craving more. i'm almost ashamed to admit i spent the next half an hour playing with myself. finger fucking his cum even deeper inside of my pussy. i ended up cumming twice more before finally i fell asleep.