My roommate was parked behind me, having come home really late and not having anywhere else to park. It was early, and unfortunately I needed to wake her up to get her to move so I could leave for work. I decided to wake her up real early before I needed to leave, to give her time. I knocked on her door but got no answer. "Sera?" I called, but still got nothing.
I slightly opened the door and called out again, but still nothing. I pushed it open all the way, and then stopped to stare. She was home alright, but totally passed out on her bed, deeply asleep. From the look of the three empty beer bottles beside her bed, she'd obviously kept the party going even after she got home, and was probably still drunk and passed out. But that's not what got me staring: she was naked at least from the waste up, on her back, with the blanket only covering her from the waist down. He small breasts looked perfect, nipples already erect from the chilly morning air, her chest rising slightly with every breath.
I walked up to her, thinking I'd cover her and then try to wake her up again, but when I reached out my hand seemed to change course without me thinking and I lightly grazed my thumb over her nipple. She stirred a little in her sleep. I knew what I was doing was so wrong, but it had been so long since I'd seen a girl naked, and she was so sexy. I thought so even before this morning, but I didn't think I had much of a shot - she was always partying and hanging out with guys that were much more attractive than me, but damn wouldn't it be nice to have a fuck buddy who I lived with.
I grazed her nipple again, and then lightly cupped one of her breasts. It was so soft, still rising slightly with her soft breathing, but had her breathing quickened more? I started feeling her up more intensely, hating myself for taking advantage of her.
I slowly moved the blanket off of her, and my breath caught when I saw she was completely naked, her right leg was bent so her foot was at the other leg's knee, perfectly opening up her slit for me to see. It was beautiful. She was beautiful.
I kept one hand on her breast and moved the other to test just how asleep she really was. I pushed between her lips and rubbed up and down, slowly at first, but I didn't get much more than a slight exhale from her. She wasn't very wet, so I wet my finger and focused on her clit, not knowing why I wanted her soaking, but wanting it just the same.
This finally got a reaction. She moaned slightly, and I saw her eyes crack open to look at me. I think she was still drunk, because she just smiled and closed her eyes again. I rubbed her clit more, pinching it, circling it, giving it as much attention as I would a fully conscious girl. I was able to get one of my fingers inside her at the same time, though it was difficult. I fingered her much more softly, but I kept up a furious pace on her clit.
Finally I felt her tense up around my finger, and I saw her hands turn into fists on either side of her beautiful, naked body, and immediately a flood of wetness surged as a soft moan escaped her lips. Was she pretending to be asleep? Was this a fetish she had? I couldn't believe it, and I realized then just how hard I was. I kept rubbing her clit, and her wetness allowed me to slip another finger inside, and fingered her much faster this time.
I was enjoying it so much, and I saw one of her eyes crack open to look at me again. But she quickly shut it when she saw me look at her, and pretended to be asleep again. She rolled onto her left side, turning her back to me and forcing me to take my hand away. Was she telling me to stop touching her?
