Alice explains what really happened last night.

There you were, splayed out on the couch right in front of me. You had such an adorably stupid grin on your face, downing another shot.

It was only the third glass you drank, and already you were pretty wasted.

I guzzled down another bottle, pretty much having the time of my life with you there right beside me.

You were in the middle of telling a story. I sort of forgot what it was about, since you started getting off topic here and there. It was funny anyway though, so I laughed alongside you.

You tried downing another shot, only to lose cohesion and sort of just passed out.

Then... A little idea came into my head.

I took my time, waiting. Just in case you didn't actually go to sleep yet. I even gently poked you a few times to make sure you weren't still awake.

"Hey John? You still with me?"

But no, you were pretty much out of it.

I don't know why I thought about it, at first. I assumed it was just the **** removing any inhibitions I had. But I guess... It was probably deeper than that.

I was scared... Scared of how you'd react if you ever found out. What you'd do if you ever saw me like this. I was ashamed of myself too... But I couldn't resist it.

All these times where you made those raunchy joked and teased me, yet you never acted out on any of them.

It always bothered me because you always got me nervous and excited, but you never did anything afterwards. I was worried that... You never saw me in that way, and only teased me because you thought it was fun and nothing more.

I wanted to do something, something that would fix my pent up frustrations. But I didn't want to say anything because I was so scared that if I ever did something, it would push you away from me. Maybe even ruin our friendship. I didn't want that.

But there you were, in front of me. Completely **** in a **** position for me to just take you.

I really couldn't resist myself.

At first, it was just curiousity. I wanted to see what you were really like down there, and I promised myself not to do anything further. Just innocent curiousity.

I softly scooched myself next to you, making absolutely sure that you were still asleep, and wouldn't wake up no matter what I did. I had my hand rubbing your thighs, nervously gauging your reaction.

When I saw that you were still asleep, I steeled myself to go just a little bit further. My mouth felt dry, despite the drinks.

I unzipped your flyer and pulled your pants off.

It was pretty flaccid and small at first. I told myself 'that was enough, I really should stop there. I've already seen it now.' But I couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. That couldn't be all there was, was it?

I had to see more. I wanted to know what you look like, fully stiff.

So the first thing I did was touch it a bit. Poke it, prod it, test out how it felt. After that, I got a little braver and decided to hold it up a bit. The smell it gave off was... enticing might be the word here, if it didn't make me sound so creepy.

It was at this point that it was starting to grow. Not quite fully erect though, so I wanted to try to see more. I firmly grasped around it, and slowly jerked.

It felt really warm in my hands, and seeing the foreskin peel back to reveal your tip nearly made my heart skip a beat.

I was getting so excited. My heart was beating loudly, reverberating through my entire body. I kept losing my breath, gasping softly to try to calm myself from doing such a naughty action. But I couldn't calm myself down in the slightest, not after seeing your dick fully erect in my hands so quickly.

'Oh, what would John do if he saw me like this?'

Small fantasies. Just tiny innocuous fantasies of what would happen if you woke up right then and there.

Just the thought of your shocked face alone, it gave me... Mmmm~

I didn't realize I was touching myself until I felt some of your pre-cum drip out, further exemplifying the raunchy smell.

I kept going, despite myself. I wanted to stop, I thought I already went too far, but it was as if knowing I was doing such a dirty action was causing me to grow even more excited. The thrill of the possibility of getting caught.

I kept rubbing the both of us as I continued to have fantasies about you. You opening your eyes, and asking what was going on. So confused, but just letting me have my way anyway, because the feeling would be too good to stop.

The hand that I was using to masturbate was entirely soaked, the other using your precum as lube to jack you off even faster.

In your sleep, you made faces. Faces that made you look like you were in blissful discomfort. You were starting to breathe more heavily, just as I was. I wondered if that meant you were close to an orgasm. That would be disappointing, since I was nowhere near as close to my own orgasm. My hand just wasn't fast enough to satisfy me.

A crazy thought popped into my mind, 'what would happen if I put it inside of me?'

I imagined how it would feel if I let myself get pentrated by your dick. The rushing sensation of bouncing up and down right on your lap with your rod in between.

Surely, you won't wake up in the middle of it, right? And even if you did...

Well, it was that thought that made me want to risk it.

I took off my panties, completely drenched in my juices, and tried to position myself right above you. With my face in front of yours, I could see that you were still blissfully unaware of everything that was happening.

I bit my lip, the sight of your cute sleeping face making me even hornier!

'This is what you get for teasing me so much!'

I put it in gently, at first. I inserted just the tip, and I shivered a bit from the euphoria I felt. My sense tingling with absolute pleasure from feeling you touching me from inside. So then I took in more, pushing myself down and watched you go deeper inside of me.

"Oh god, don't wake up- please don't wake up-" I whispered frantically to myself.