I want so badly to be tricked by a trusted friend into receiving a hot, sticky creampie deep inside my cunt. Picture this: you and I are friends, and have been for 10 years. We’re the type of friends that went to formals together, regularly get drinks together on weekends, go for daily morning runs, and even go to barbecues at each other’s families’ houses (Your mom LOVES me). We know everything about each other and it’s never bothered either of us that we were male and female; no romantic feelings were involved with us, just platonic friendship. Orrrr so I thought.

After a Friday night of Fireball, dancing, and too many tequila shots, you and I climb into an Uber to go back to your apartment. I figure I’ll just sleep in the guest room like I usually do when I’m too drunk to get home, so I let myself drift off on your shoulder during the ride. I awake to the feeling of your hand on my thigh, but by the time my eyes are open, it’s gone. Maybe I’d dreamt that? Whatever. I wearily close my eyes again. Once arrived, I take your hand and groggily follow you up 3 flights of stairs into the luxury apartment suite that your grandfather gifted you for graduating college. The heavy door slams shut behind me and with my eyes half-shut, I make my way down the hallway into the guest room bed.

I didn’t even bother to say goodnight or to ask to borrow your sweatpants or T-shirt to sleep in; I passed out HARD in my clubbing outfit. White mini-skirt, black lace crop top, and black fishnet stockings. And why wouldn’t I? I’m safe here. This was like, my 600th sleepover with you. It’s not like I’m going to wake up to my hands tied to the bedpost, blindfolded and feeling pressure between my soaked legs. It’s not like you’d take advantage of my drunken state to peel off my clothes, grope my little tits, slurp my pink pussy lips, or use my holes like a fleshlight. It’s not like you’d leave a hot, sticky creampie in my unprotected cunt or that I’d secretly be awake, loving every minute that you use my body for your ultimate pleasure.

We’re just friends, remember?