I woke up on the floor of Marie’s apartment feeling an urgent pressure in my bladder. I looked around at all the bodies spread around the room. What a party! Nobody even stirred when I arose and crossed the room, careful to avoid stepping on anyone. I climbed the stairs, heading for the only bathroom, and was grateful to find it empty. The bright light woke me up and got me thinking as I peed. I knew there were two bedrooms up here and I wondered if they were both occupied. Sleeping in a bed would sure beat sleeping on the floor.
I finished, flushed and killed the light then headed down the hall. I never made it to the second bedroom because, peeking in the first, I saw the queen size bed in disarray, but with only one body on it. The light was still on and I could see that Beth had been the fortunate one to pass out in luxury. I clicked the light off and climbed on the other side of the bed. It wasn’t long before I was sawing wood again.
I awoke again when I felt Beth stirring on the other side of the bed. I kept still and kept my eyes closed since I was facing her direction. I felt her weight shift, then leave the bed and wondered first if she’d even noticed me and second where she might be going. I didn’t hear her in the room, so I snuck a peek and discovered that she was gone. I heard another door close and figured it was the bathroom. I rolled onto my back and promptly fell back to sleep.
I don’t know how much time passed when I was awakened by the sound of the door latching, followed by the click of the lock in the knob. I kept my eyes closed, wondering why Beth had locked the door, then wondering if it was actually Beth. I felt her weight settle onto the bed right next to my legs. After a short pause, I felt the button on my cargo shorts being undone, followed by the zipper. I started getting hard due to the attention, but was still not certain it was Beth, so I snuck a peek.
Barely cracking my eyelids, I could see by the morning light sneaking into the room that, indeed, it was Beth and she was kneeling next to me on the bed as she slipped her hand into my shorts and over my underwear. I wondered briefly what could have brought this on but decided to continue feigning sleep, at least for the moment. She was running her hand over my growing cock before gently lifting the waistband of my underwear and slipping her hand inside to grip my tool. Stroking me in her soft, petite hand, I wondered if she was expecting or waiting for me to wake up. I decided to just wait and see a little bit longer.
She slipped her hand free and began slowly working my shorts and underwear down until my cock sprung free. I felt her hand resume stroking it before I felt her mouth close over it. I was engulfed in hot wetness and felt her lips sliding up and down my shaft. She pushed my shorts further down as she sucked until I took over, pushing them completely off with my feet. I spread my legs and felt her hand move onto my balls, where it gently fondled them. She had to know I was awake at this point, so I opened my eyes and looked down at my cock disappearing in and reappearing from the depths of her mouth.