I want to be woken by you forcefully pounding into me, one hand wrapped around my throat, choking any dissent.
You saw me at the party, slutty little skirt with nothing underneath, you noticed when I dropped a glass and picked it up in front of you. Nothing, nothing at all. Nothing, just my bare pussy. You groped me as you walked past but I didn't catch you.
I'm passed out cold on the sofa when you find me next, the party's wound down and you're the only person left awake. You see me curled up in sleep, thinking how cute I look hugging the cushions.
But you know what you want, you flip me over, lying back, spreading my legs wide open for you. You're already stroking your cock through your jeans. You see me there, so open for you, and reach down, pulling my tits out of my tiny little top. You suck my nipple, and I don't even stir. Perfect.
You graze your hand along my thigh, up, up underneath my skirt and slide your finger into my slick pussy, you bite down into my neck when you feel how warm and wet and perfect i am for you. You work your finger in and out, so tight but willing, getting wetter and wetter for you.
You unbuckle your belt, unzip your fly and hold your fat cock in your hand. You hike my skirt up and see my pretty little pussy leaking desperately for you. Any second thoughts leave you the moment your cock slides into my hole.
The other party-goers are still sleeping at first, you're fucking me as gently as you can, my tits bouncing out of that silly top but we're not making much noise. Kissing me on the neck and fucking into me so gently.
You want to fuck me harder, feeling my warm, wet pussy clenching around you, you start to fuck me harder, more aggressively, hammering into my tight little cunt with a hard slap, people are waking up now, I'm making desperate little noises but I can't even tell, I'm not awake yet.
You slam your hand over my mouth while you're fucking into me, realising I'm awake doesn't even stop you. You want to come inside me. Other people are waking up now, people stroking their cocks, and waiting their turn.