A few weeks ago, it was a Friday night when Steve and I decided to hang out. We listened to music, drank a few shots and smoked a little. That evening, it didn't take long for me to get really buzzed and I ended up drifting off to dreamland earlier than expected.
I remember dreaming that I was passed out on the sofa, but was woken up by the feeling of something between my legs. Steve had taken my clothes off and was licking my pussy and sucking on my clit. In the dream, I felt like I was in a fog, but liked what he was doing and ran my hands through his hair as he pleasured me. I felt like I was going to cum, but wanted to feel him in me. I pulled him up, wrapped my legs around his waist, and asked him to fuck me. I kissed him as he slowly pushed his cock into me. He was fucking me slowly with long deep strokes and it wasn't long before I was extremely wet. The feeling was amazing and before I knew it, I was experiencing an incredible orgasm. Then everything went black.
The next morning I woke up dazed, confused and completely nude. Steve was walking in from the kitchen and I felt uncomfortable and covered up. He handed me a cup a coffee and asked how I was feeling. I told him a little rough and asked him why I didn't have any clothes on. Steve had a puzzled look on his face and asked me what I remembered about last night. I told him that we were drinking shots, smoked a few bowls, talked, and listened to music. I know I was really buzzed and at one point thought that I was going to pass out.
Steve said --- You were definitely fucked up, but that was just the beginning. About 11:30, you laid back on the couch and I thought you had passed out. A few minutes later, you undid your pants, pulled them down and started playing with yourself. I was surprised, but just sat back and enjoyed the show. The truth is that I had gotten hard and wanted to see you cum.
You were stroking yourself for a while when you decided to get undressed. You were too fucked up to do it yourself, so I helped. Once undressed, you laid back, spread your legs and then asked me to lick your pussy and suck your clit. And yes, you called it a pussy and clit! I hesitated at first, but then reached out and grab a hold of your dick. I stroked it for a few seconds, licked it and then gave you a blowjob.
It was a little odd, because it was like you were playing the role of a woman. You ran your hands through my hair, moaned softly and then told me that you wanted me in you. You stroked your dick, as I got undressed.
I used some lotion and then got between your legs and brought my dick to your asshole. You surprised me when you started kissing and hugging me as my cock slid in. It was as if you couldn't get enough! You really liked how it felt and even asked me to fuck you faster and harder. When I was cumming, I pressed my dick all the way in and grinded against your ass as I came. Right then, you let out a long guttural moan, your dick pulsed and then shot 5 or 6 good spurts of cum onto your stomach and chest. Then that was it. My dick was still in you when you leaned back and closed your eyes. I pulled out and tried talking to you, but you were out. I just covered you up with the blanket and slept in your bed.
Holy shit! I said. I thought I was dreaming! I remember thinking how real it felt, but since I saw myself as a woman I just assumed it was a dream. Damn, I really was fucked up!
I apologized and told him that I hoped what happened didn't hurt our friendship. I shared with him that, like most men, I wondered what it would be like to suck a dick, but never (ever) thought I would do it. I must have really been in la la land to ask him to fuck me in the ass. Without question, my darkest hidden desires were set free last night.
