I had been friends with this girl and her husband for a few years. At one point in my life my lease had ended on my apartment and I was looking for my forever home. The couple I had befriended offered to have me stay with them while I house hunted. However their guest room was filled with storage and random furniture, and their couch was brand new and they didn't want anyone sleeping on it. We had decided that while they are clearing out the guest room, I could sleep in their king size bed for a few nights until everything was sorted. They didn't feel comfortable having me sleep on the floor or air mattress.

For a few weeks it was great! We played video games, laughed, shared household chores, etc. It honestly felt like a wholesome neverending sleepover! During that time though, the guest room kept getting put off. We were all too busy to remember and sharing a bed wasn't really that off putting to any of us.

During that time though her husband and I noticed an instant chemistry. Here and there there would be harmless flirting. Nothing to write home about. But the sexual tension in the air was palpable.

One night we had had a few drinks and went to sleep. My friend on the right, me in the middle, and her husband on the left. (She didn't like being in the middle and felt claustrophobic so after a few nights of tossing and turning she asked to switch places with me)

While I was sleeping, I woke up to feeling her husbands hard cock pressing against my ass. I don't like sleeping with pants on, so I slept in a long night gown/shirt thing. Nothing too sexy, just basic and unalluring tbh.

I wasn't sure if it was the drinks or primal instinct but feeling the head of his cock so close to my entrance caused me to push back against him. Moving so slowly that it pressed the cock down from my ass to what he was sure to feel was a welcome wet waiting pussy.

In an instant he had one hand covering my mouth, and the other gently holding my throat. His mouth was next to my ear as I heard him take a sharp breath and slowly but oh so so so erotically slide his dick balls deep into my slutty hole.

My eyes opened wide in suprise only to see my friend right in front of me. She was on her side facing me. Eyes closed and blissfully unaware of what was happening. Lately she had been taking some new medication at night. The side effects put her into a really deep sleep to the point we're she snored softly.

The fan blowing in the room helped muffle the noises we were making. And thankfully the bed was a memory foam mattress so no creaking. We stayed still for a moment. His hand on my mouth and his cock buried in me. He waited until he could hear his wife snoring again.

"Now. I want you to take this cock like a good girl. If you want to be my best girl, you have to stay quiet. Understand?" He whispered in my ear. Barely audible.

I don't know what came over me... but I nodded. I nodded once. Ever so slightly. Almost as if I wasn't sure if I should.

In response I heard him chuckle darkly. A sound I will never forget. It ignited something in me. His hand went from covering my mouth to hooking his fingers inside my cheek. As if I were some animal to be used and bred. My mouth partially open, I started to drool and it took everything in me to not whine, or moan, or breathe too heavily. His other hand went from holding my throat to gripping at the hair at the nape of my neck pulling up.

He slowly, greedily, and deeply fucked me. Taking his time and relishing each stroke. My mind shut off at the primal intensity that took over. To this day I find it so hard to describe. All I wanted was to obey him. All I wanted was to please him. All I wanted was for him to choose me over all others and reward me with his cock all day. No one had ever made me feel like that before.

Our breathing was stifled as we tried to stay quiet. The noise blending in with the fan blowing in the room as well as her faint snores.

My face was mere inches from hers as her husband came in me. Balls deep filling me up. Feeling his thick load pour into me I couldn't help but let out a little whine. He quickly covered my mouth and pulled me further against him. Moving us over closer to his side of the bed.

His wife made a sound and we stilled. We watched as she grumbled something unintelligible and roll over on her other side. Her eyes not opening once. Once she started snoring again he finally released me. Pulling his briefs back up while I pull my gown back down.

I thought that was going to be a one time thing. That he'd apologize the next morning and we would shrug it off and forget it happened. But in the next four months I've lived with them that guest room never got finished. And he and I had many more different adventures in store.

To this day she has not found out about any of it... and I honestly don't feel bad at all.

Lmao does that make me a bad person? Or a good little whore following an Alphas orders the way nature intended.