Somnophilia. When Bella had first told me about her kinks, she had gone basic. Some light choking and slapping had been included in our sex life. But recently she decided to go deeper. As she sat on the couch and explained it to me, I couldn't help but grow hard. I felt perverted for wanting to fuck her in her sleep, but hey, she brought it up. She was blushing as she talked. I could tell this had taken her a lot of courage. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her head. "It sounds amazing, baby. Tell me how you want it." I felt her relax slightly before she shared her plans. I would slip some Nyquil in her water at dinner. She would excuse herself early for bed. And I would wait until she was deeply asleep before taking her. This felt intense, more so than anything we had done before. We debated having dinner out tonight, to add to the excitement, but I didn't want to risk people thinking I was actually raping her.
I set the table for our takeout, dressed fairly casually in jeans and a polo shirt. But when I saw her I felt under dressed. She had on a black dress, cut so low I could almost see her nipples and so short that if she bent over I was sure I would see her thong. She had put shoes on too, kitten heels. The entire ensemble was so sexy I almost took her right then and there. Instead I pulled her chair out for her. "You look ravishing, my little angel." I kissed her cheek before sitting down across from her.
"don't get too cocky. I don't feel like having sex tonight." Of course, I knew she was just playing the part, but some primal instinct in me felt even more excited that she wouldn't have control. We took our time eating, actually having a lovely time. We talked about our weeks and what plans we had for Christmas. We were going to spend it with my parents. Through all of dinner, she kept leaning forward, teasing me with her body. After about an hour, I noticed her yawning. "Darling, do you need to go to bed?" She nodded before going around the table to perch on my knee.
"I'll see you in the morning, Jacob. I love you." I kissed her, and when she got up to leave, I noticed the wet spot on my pants. Holy fuck. This hour was going to be agony. I first cleaned up the dinner mess, then turned on some boring show. I kept checking the time. I took my shoes off, just in case I woke her up. That would ruin everything. Finally, it was time. I undid my belt and took my rock hard dick out, stroking it slightly as I walked to our bedroom. She was there, passed out on top of the blankets still with the dress on. I took a moment to admire her before kneeling behind her. I slipped a hand up her short skirt to find no fabric between my fingers and her hole. She hadn't worn panties. How inviting. I slipped a single finger inside her, just to test the waters. No reaction. I decided to force more upon her. I unzipped her dress and fondled her breasts from behind, squeezing them and rubbing her nipples with my thumb.
When I was done with her tits, I pulled her dress up over her round ass. I squeezed her cheeks before placing a light spank on one of them. I felt the sudden desire to enter her here but knew it would have to wait until she was awake enough to consent. I spread them apart slightly, admiring her tightest hole, before sliding my hand lower to spread her thighs apart. I didn't hesitate before I plunged myself into her. She felt nice and relaxed, no doubt the result of the Nyquil and a quick solo fingering. I couldn't help but squeeze and grope her. It felt like my college days, fucking a toy. And I loved it. A doll, a toy that I could do whatever I wanted with. Carried away by these thoughts, I slapped her ass hard. Then again. After a few spanks I noticed her eyes opening slightly. A few moments later, completely open. She was watching me.
"Stop it," she slurred. We had talked about this, how she would protest, but I was supposed to keep going unless she used the safe word.
"I'm sorry, baby, you're just so sexy. I need to blow a load." I wrap a hand around her neck gently. "Just stay still and be quiet and it'll be over soon."
She whined in protest, which caused my hand to tighten around her throat. "Shut up, slut." That was one of her favorite things during this hardcore sex, verbal degradation. It wasn't my favorite thing but she loved it. I fucked her for a few minutes more before pulling out and slapping her pussy, hard. I flipped her over so she was missionary and shoved myself inside her again, crossing her legs over her chest so she was nice and tight. Like this, I came quickly, emptying myself in her - she was on birth control now. I kept myself inside of her for a few minutes as I came down from the high.
"thank you, baby," I whispered, but she was already asleep. I pulled hee dress off of her and put on her favorite sleep clothes. I gave her hair a quick brush before putting on my own pajamas and crawling into bed with her. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and whispered in her ear.
"You're so beautiful, baby, the most perfect girl in the world. And you're all mine." I kissed the back of her neck and wiggled around for a minute until I was comfortable. My beautiful girl was asleep in my arms, and that was the best feeling in the entire world, better even than knowing she was full of my cum right then.