Filling An Empty Spot
I said I needed a place to crash for the night and Sonia said they had a couch or an empty spot in the king-sized bed. I figured for the couch, but had hopes for a spot on that very large bed. I managed to avoid the couch and ended up on the outside of the king with Sonia in the middle and Jason on the opposite side of the bed. I usually sleep nude, so when they turned out the lights I slipped out of everything and crawled in next to Sonia.
Some think of Sonia as trashy, "an easy piece of ass," but she is not bad on the eyes. She and Jason have been together for two years, but I don't think they have taken the time to get married, not that it matters. She has been with three guys since I have known her, and she works at a casino near the river as a dancer and a waitress when someone doesn't show up.
I had been asleep for awhile when I felt a hand grip my flaccid but easily attentive penis. The hand started massaging and the once flaccid equipment began to get life. When the mysterious hand began actively jacking me off, the loyal sex organ got to its full size in seconds and filled the very small hand with an erect manliness that seemed to please her.
I reached out and found the body attached to the hand, and it was also naked. From the nude hip my hand found its way to thigh, then bush, then between long, very bare legs. My fingers eventually found their way to moist, soft lips and slipped between those petals into a spongy cavity. Finally, I found the firm clitoris and started circling it with my wet fingers that I moistened with my tongue. I could hear her heavy breathing and I didn't see how Jason could not hear as well. When her climax finally came it was as loud as an alarm clock and I wondered if I would soon hear gun shots, but when the sound of an orgasm finally died down I heard only loud snoring from the other side of the bed.
"He is a sound sleeper," was whispered into my ear. Then, because I was still in a state of hardness, my penis was guided to a soft, moist slit and squeezed between wet lips and into a very eager vagina. I humped Sonia as she lay across me not two feet from a sound sleeping Jason on the far side of the king-sized bed. Ultimately I came in her and emptied my testicles into her very wet orifice.
I went to sleep right after she climbed off of me and I woke with Sonia still sleeping and Jason's empty coffee cup and cereal bowl still on the table. His jacket was not on the back of the chair and his truck was gone from right outside the front window, which had no blinds or curtains.
I got up and showered, then fixed myself some coffee and poured some cereal and milk in a clean bowl I found in the dish rack next to the sink. "He doesn't really care," Sonia said from the bed as I finished my cereal.
"Sometimes he loans me out to his friends," she said as she got up naked from the bed, then made her way to the bathroom. "Unless he's drinking or high, or in a bad mood," she added.
"How often is he drunk or in a bad mood?" I asked.
"Most of the time, I guess," she said, "but sometimes he just wants to watch guys fuck me. It's hard to know, really. But I don't think he'd care. He likes you. If he didn't like you he wouldn't have let you sleep with us in our bed," she said as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "That's a good sign, that he let you sleep in our bed, because he knows if I like you I would probably let you fuck me. He knows me pretty well," she said with a grin.
