“UN”CONSCIOUS PLEASURE

One of the more annoying things I had to deal with while having a roommate was, I thought, dealing with his sleepwalking. I would often complain about it, he liked to sleep at all hours of the day and his sleepwalking self had no sense of privacy. He would just barge into my room, and I had recently started dressing myself up in sissy outfits. Thankfully, he never seemed to remember anything he did while sleepwalking but I made sure to take every opportunity to tell him to get it under control.

There had even been a few times since then that he wound up sleepwalking completely naked with a hard on. My breath caught in my throat the first time I saw it, it was huge, cut, and even his balls were shaved. His big, pink head would swing from side to side with each step. His cock was remarkably straight and the couple of times I wound up seeing it like this found myself stuck by how powerful it was.

Would I even be able to fit something like that in my mouth? These scenes would play in my mind even days after happening. Today was no different and I found myself decked out in a pretty pink skirt with a tight crop top on. I’d think about these encounters while I watched porn and played with myself under my skirt. Suddenly, I heard the telltale sounds of movement that told me he had to be sleepwalking again. Before I knew it my door swung open to a familiar sight.

He stood in the doorway, completely naked with his eyes closed and breathing softly, clearly asleep. shambling toward me, his 6’4″ frame seemed even more intimidating. It was clear he was going to walk by me and walk aimlessly around my room, but this was the third time I’ve seen his rock hard 9″ cock and I couldn’t let the chance pass me by.

I held out my arm to block him and to my surprise he stopped when he made contact. Time seemed to stop as well. I slowly dropped my arm, gliding my fingers down his hard body before catching on something even harder. I was really doing it, I was touching another man’s cock. I could barely wrap my small hand around him, it felt completely different than when I held my own dick. I looked down at his dick I slid my hand up and down, reaching the head of his cock before coming back to the base. I could hear his breathing slightly behind me as I stood next to him.

I brought my hand up and spat on it before grabbing his dick again. I was able to glide along him now, sliding all the way to the tip with each stroke. My other arm wrapped around his powerful body and I held my head to his chest as I watched my hand travel up and down. It felt like he was getting even harder and started to develop a rhythm.

The silent room filled with the sound of my hand slickly sliding along his member. Deciding to look up, I could see his face was still peacefully asleep. Dirtier thoughts started to invade my mind and soon I wasn’t able to hold them in any longer. I took one last look at his peaceful face as I resolved myself, before dropping to my knees in front of him.

My hand still on his cock, the view was far different from down here. Being face to face with a cock was so much different than just having my hand on it. Biting my lip, I continued to stroke him while taking in the sights. The cockhead pointed at my face moved slightly with each stroke, his balls were clearly visible and looked full. It smelled musky and looking up at a bigger man just kept making me hornier. I leaned closer and closer without meaning to until, finally, my lips met his cock.

It was like a switch flipped in my brain. Where I was nervous I was now insatiably hungry. I rolled out my tongue, resting his warm cockhead on it while I kept stroking him. He tasted divine, slightly salty from the sweat of a hard day’s work. I looked up at him as I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around his cock. His peaceful face remained unchanged as I moaned and started to bob my head up and down. I shivered with pleasure every time his head passed by my lips.

My eyes watered as I tried to shove him deeper and deeper into my throat. Hugging his legs I forced myself all the way to the base of his dick. Choking and coming up for air I continued stroking vigorously as I noticed his balls again. lifting the cock up high while I stroked, I leaned in and gave one of the balls a quick kiss before taking it into my mouth with my tongue.

I gave it a tongue bath with gentle sucks, pulling it away from his body and watching it fall back to its natural place. While playing with his nuts I noticed his face had changed, it looked like it was straining somewhat. Was he about to cum?

Wasting no time I brought his cock back down and rested him on my tongue while stroking even harder than before. The view was insane, I never imagined how turned on I would be from having the sight of a cock inches away from my face on the brink of blowing its load all over me. I could feel his pulse on my tongue quicken with each stroke as I breathed heavily on his head.

Thoughts crept in my mind about if I really wanted this but they were quickly overruled by the sound of a powerful grunt. As I heard it, I watched a huge wad of cum shoot out of his dick and directly into the back of my mouth. It splashed against the roof of my mouth and washed over my tongue. I’d never even tasted my own cum but I was not prepared for how addicting someone else’s would taste.

My eyes glazed over and I reached for his balls, feeling them lift as another powerful shot went in my mouth. It was so thick, I pulled my tongue back in to play with his jizz while my hand kept stroking him. I looked up and heard him grunt again, his third ribbon of cum shot directly across my face along with one more.

I was speechless as I sat back on my heels. It felt like he owned me completely as I played with the cum in my mouth. It tasted like it should have been unpleasant. but as I looked up at him from my knees with his seed covering every surface of my mouth, I found myself wanting more.

Despite him being asleep I felt it was only appropriate to show him how much I appreciated his load. I sat forward, sticking my chest out and opening my mouth to show how full it was. Playing with the cum that wasn’t covering my face before exaggerating my swallow and showing him how it was all gone.Of course, he didn’t react but he didn’t leave either and I noticed that I had yet to clean his dick. Feeling his warmth in my stomach I leaned in and licked his cock clean.

As he turned to go I could have sworn I saw him smirk. While watching him shamble away, I played with myself, remembering everything that happened until I came pathetically on the floor with my face still marked by his jizz. It started to dawn on me that I may have been played, but at the same time, I don’t really mind playing along. I started looking forward to his bouts of “sleepwalking”.