Seared into my memory

It was our anniversary. We decided to book a hotel to celebrate. I excitedly packed and showered and waited for him to arrive. I only brought a sexy outfit because for the rest of the time, I fully planned on being naked.

We drove to the hotel I booked, and when we got in the elevator and man got in with and looked us up and down. He knew what we knew he knew. I just kind of smiled sheepishly into my partner's arm. He got off first and said back to us "you two have a good night" while tipping his hat. HAHA, we laughed at the funny, slightly awkward situation and proceeded to our floor.

My boyfriend got in the shower since he just got off work and I got dressed into my revelaing maid outfit. He came out, saw me, and smiled devishly. I smiled back. It was sweet but that was about the end of the sweetness for the rest of the night.

For the next half hour he used my throat every which kind of way. Didn't even touch my pussy or whisper he loves me. He just used my throat and took videos of the fantastic job I was doing. I gagged and smiled back at him. As I saw him recording, I put on a bit of a show, licking his shaft to tip and downing him till he disappeared. I enjoyed it but I was ready for my own.

Finally it came time for him to throw me on the bed and fuck me. We always have fantastic sex. He fucked me in all kinds of positions and I fucked back. We went at it for a while, maybe 2 hours and eventually we grew tired and it was time for bed.

He fell asleep first, as always. I could feel my body's exhaustion. My pussy had what I could only describe as rug burn. He used it so long it got all poofy and swollen up a little. I laid there, mind shot to hell, begging for sleep. I eventually felt my mind slipping here and there, eyes stayed closed, but it was as if I was barely skimming the surface of unconsciousness - because I could hear all the sounds around me. I could hear him snoring, I could hear a door opening and closing from the hallway. Still, I begged for sleep to take me and it would not fully come.

At some point I heard him stir. He moved his leg and it came in contact with mine. I didn't respond. I heard him turn over and could feel his gaze on me through the darkness. I kept my eyes shut and kept my breathing even to emulate being fast asleep. I was genuinely so tired I didn't even want to open my eyes and give him any impressions that I wanted to be awake, so I choose not to. I just wanted to sleep. At some point I heard him quietly kiss his teeth and roll back over. Sorry babe, maybe later.

Then I heard him jerking off. It was quiet but took me by surprise. I can't believe our 2 hours of fking wasn't enough for him. I'm literally laying here still with his cum in me. Lol. I didn't care tho, he could do that if he wanted to, clearly I was out of commission. At some point tho, I heard his breathing getting heavy and it turned me on a little. I couldn't help it, I swallowed. That very natural human reaction. If not done voluntarily, will eventually happen involuntarily. Swallowing after becoming aroused. He heard it.

He slowed down and turned to look at me again. I could feel his eyes once more. He tapped my leg with his leg. I purposefully stayed "alseep" so he wouldn't get the wrong idea. No, I'm not ready to fuck right now. It's time to SLEEP.

But my faking wasn't enough to deter him. To this day I can't really know if he could tell I was faking sleeping or not. All I know is that the next second I felt a whoosh as the covers were thrown off of me and the second after that, he had shoved his dick inside of me.

My pussy was swollen, puffy, dry, and not ready for more. He fucked it anyway. I could feel the ridges of my own vagina as he pumped in and out of it. That was a first. I barely caught my breath of shock before I lost the next as he suddenly laid on top of me with all his weight. He fucked me with my legs flat and his legs on top. I was pinned. He put his head by my ear and whispered "that's right, stay asleep. I'm going to fuck you anyway."

...... I lost myself in that very moment. My mind spun, my heart raced. He was fucking my sleeping body, as far as he knew, and he did so on purpose. He fucked my sore dry pussy in that dark quiet hotel room with not a single care for my well being. I was beyond exhausted. My pussy was less painful and more numb. His friction eventually caused wetness to arrive but it was an involuntary bodily response. He didn't need me to get off. He just needed my body.

.... and then I found myself again. This is... this is absolute perfection! He doesn't need me, and I love him for it. The moment those thoughts took over, the flood gates opened. He fucked me and felt it arrive as well "oh my God, you're sooo fucking wet"! Yeah! I wonder why!! You're taking my unconscious body to your liking. You're using every ounce of your being to own every ounce of mine. Use me. Use this pussy. This is why I am here. This may even be my true purpose in life! I'm all yours, I always have been, but this just took our relationship to a whole new level! I love you. Please please please continue to use my sleeping pussy for the rest of my life. Thank you for awakening this part of me. Please never stop fucking me. Anytime you want it, don't ask! Just shove it in.

My mind was loud but the room was quiet. The only sounds were a sloshing wet vagina getting pounded in the darkness, and his intermittent dirty words escaping his thoughts mixed with grunts of excitement. It was dark enough for me to peep through my kids to see every now and then, but I didn't need to, really. I loved just laying here as he told me to. Fuck me into the mattress, I do not care about my pussy, it will be fine in a few days. I just want to feel this erotic bliss.

We broke up years ago, but I will never forget this memory. It was fantastic, and I literally seek it out often but can never quite get it right. One day perhaps, someone will own me again. Until then, I will continue getting off to this somno memory.