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  Oh god!

  What am I doing?

  This man is asleep. He thinks I am someone else.

  This is wrong.

  I pulled back from the kiss and unconsciously looked down.

  My hand was curled around the shaft of his cock.

  I don’t even remember putting my hand on there. We were standing face to face in the middle of my living room, as I held his dick in a reverse grip with my left hand. I could feel the heat of his organ within my palm. I must have reached for it when we started kissing. It was difficult to maintain my self-control when he was making my pussy so wet.

  Slowly I stroked my hand down his shaft.

  Dan moaned softly, which brought a smile to my lips.

  I know it was naughty, but that was just so hot.

  I stroked my hand up the other way.

  He moaned again.

  I could feel him throb within my grasp.

  Was there anything hotter than this?

  I looked up into Dan’s eyes.

  ‘I love you.’

  ‘I love you too, Dan.’

  I had officially sold my soul.

  We began to kiss again. This time we did not build up with slow shy kisses. It was a full blown wrestling match with our tongues and my mouth was the ring. My hand started to jerk him off faster. I missed the feel of a nice hard dick in my grasp. Slowly we walked backwards across the living room towards the couch. At no point did my hand leave his cock. There was no chance in hell that I would let it go.

  ‘Sit down,’ I told him.

  Dan did as he was told.

  ‘We don’t have long,’ I explained.

  ‘Is someone coming?’ He asked.

  ‘Yes, and you must keep this a secret, do you promise?’

  ‘Yes.’

  ‘Good boy.’ I hitched up my skirt and quickly pulled down my panties.

  They were soaked through.

  Dan licked his lips at the sight of my glistening pussy. Without warning he dived forward and pressed his face between my thighs. It happened to quickly that I had no time to counter it or stop him, but then again it wasn’t exactly like I wanted to stop him.

  ‘Oh fuck!’ I cried out.

  The tip of his tongue had curled up inside my body.

  I hadn’t expected him to do that.

  Strong hands grabbed my ass and pulled my hips forward. I grabbed the back of his head to steady myself, as Dan began to go down on me like no one had done before. In truth only one of my ex-boyfriend’s had ever actually licked my pussy, but he had never reached the point that got me off.

  Dan was different.

  He clearly knew what he was doing.

  I lifted my right leg up onto the couch, which opened up my hips and exposed my pussy to him. I could feel his tongue curling, twisting and rolling deep inside my body. He was pressing his face up against me with such force that it was overwhelming. I sighed deeply and bit my bottom lip. This felt insanely delightful. Every now and again he would suck on the edges of my wet lips and drink down my fluids.

  That was fucking hot.

  ‘Dan, wait,’ I told him. ‘I need to fuck you.’

  He didn’t listen.

  It had been so long since I had last been with a man and already he had got me so wet.

  I needed to ride his dick. I wanted to feel him inside of me.

  ‘Dan, if you don’t stop I am going to cum...’ And then it happened.

  My hips jolted as my muscles went into a spasm.

  I threw back my head and called out his name. ‘Dan!’

  My fingers grabbed firm chunks of his hair, as I grinded my pussy up against his face. I could feel Dan forcing his face against me. He was so strong and powerful. His tongue continued to pick the lock on my tight pussy, as he fucked me with his mouth. It was a sensory overload. I wave of bliss roared through my body like some kind of wildfire. It was the type of sensation that made your toes curl and the top of your skull blow off.

  Dan continued to eat my pussy.

  ‘Oh fuck, baby,’ I moaned.

  It felt so good.

  My entire body was tingling.

  Dan was like a wild beast and my pussy was his prey.

  He owned me.

  Without warning he stopped.

  Dan pulled back and I fell onto the couch beside him. Ripples of pleasure were still roaring through my body. My breathing was deep and my hips squirmed as if with a mind of their own. I buried my head into the seat of the couch, as I doubled over. I had to regain some composure. I had to regain some sense of self-control. This situation has already got out of hand. I had to stop this before we went too far. I was taking advantage of a man that was still asleep. Tingles swept through my body, as I tried to catch my breath. No man had ever made me cum so quickly before. And he had done it with his tongue. I know how bad this looks, but it felt fucking amazing.

  ‘Fuck!’ I cried out.

  I looked back over my shoulder with eyes wide.

  Dan was looming over me.

  ‘Your pussy feels so good,’ he moaned.

  He had forced me to take the entire length of his cock. There had been no warning. Dan must have seen me bent over on the couch and taken full advantage of the opportunity. In this position my pussy was fully exposed for him to fuck me from behind. He couldn’t possibly have known that this is my all time favourite sexual position. Dan was in so deep that his balls were pressing up against my soaking wet lips.

  ‘I love you,’ he told me for a second time.

  ‘I love you too.’

  The sound of his thighs slapping against my ass echoed through the room.

  He was fucking me hard.

  I didn’t know what I was expecting, but to be fucked by such a big cock was melting my mind. I still hadn’t recovered from the amazing oral sex. I mean he had literally given me no time to catch my breath. I had cum, doubled over and then he had started to fuck me, which meant with every penetrating thrust into my pussy I cried out a high pitched “ah.”

  ‘Oh, yes,’ I moaned.

  My hands gripped the arm of the couch for stability.

  I began to rock my bodyweight back against him.

  I found feel another orgasm building.

  The feel of his dick deep inside my body was out of this world. I could feel his warmth within me.

  Suddenly the doorbell echoed throughout the house.

  My heart nearly stopped.

  Fiona was here. It was the real Fiona.

  What should I do?

  ‘Don’t stop!’ I didn’t mean to say it. I knew this was wrong. Dan thought I was someone else, but more than anything I had only just met him ten minutes ago and he was asleep. This was wrong on so many levels, but it just felt so good. There is no doubt that I am going to burn in hell for this. What was the point in stopping now? He had already eaten my pussy and his thick monster of a cock was already inside me. I wanted to see this through to the end. ‘Don’t stop fucking me.’

  Dan’s hips went into overdrive.

  I was practically giving him a piggyback.

  He was all over me.

  I was pinned face first down onto the couch.

  He started to ram his cock inside of me.

  I was forced to take all of it.

  I was at his mercy.

  The doorbell sounded again.

  ‘Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,’ I chanted the words over and over.

  The pressure was rising.

  I white light ignited within my mind’s eye, as my hips jolted for a second time. Dan reached round my body and squeezed my tits within his strong hand. My breasts tingled, as a burst of euphoria ignited within my pussy. I smiled deliriously at the brain bursting orgasm that flooded my body like water breaking through a dam.

  ‘Yes!’ Dan called out.

  I could feel his cock erupt inside of me.

  Oh god!

  He was filling me with cum.

  His deep erotic groans drilled straight into my unco
nscious mind. He sounded like some kind of wounded wild animal. He forced his entire bodyweight down on top of me, as he fucked me harder and harder. Secondary eruptions filled my body. I swear I must have blacked out, as I lost all concept of time. All I was aware of was the orgasm that made my entire body buzz. My hips squirmed wildly, as tingles swept along my spine.

  The doorbell rang again.

  Still Dan fucked me.

  I never wanted this to stop.

  This was like nothing I had ever experienced.

  The doorbell rang again and again.

  I could tell from Dan’s strained voice that he couldn’t go on much more.

  Finally his hips rolled to a standstill.

  I lay motionless on the couch. I could hear his heavy breathing in my ear. His thick cock was still inside of my body. I could feel it throbbing with each beat of his heart, which in turn caused a spark of pleasure to ignite between my thighs. Dan was in complete control. I was now his. My mind turned to the woman at my front door.

  How was I going to explain why I didn’t answer?

  ‘How are you feeling?’ Dan whispered.

  ‘I feel fucking amazing,’ I replied.

  ‘Good.’ He kissed me on the side of the face. ‘What is your name?’

  ‘W-what did you say?’ I stuttered.

  Fear gripped my heart.

  ‘What is your name?’ Dan repeated the question.

  ‘I am, Fiona, remember?’ I lied.

  ‘Fiona is at the front door,’ said Dan. ‘I want to know your real name.’

  ‘You’re awake?’ I asked him.

  ‘Yes.’

  ‘How long have you been awake for?’

  ‘Since you made the phone call to Fiona,’ he admitted.

  I had wondered why he had stopped calling me Fiona.

  ‘Why didn’t you say anything?’

  ‘I didn’t say anything because I wanted to fuck you.’

  ‘I don’t understand, why?’

  The doorbell continued.

  ‘It is no surprise that I came here when I was sleep walking,’ said Dan. ‘I have seen you driving by my house for weeks now. Several times I have passed you by in the local supermarket. I have always thought you were so beautiful, but never had the courage to come over and talk to you. You are one of the sexiest women I have ever seen. I guess I even feel that way when I am asleep. I must have been dreaming about you and walked all the way over here. I came too when you put the phone down. I couldn’t stop myself from having you. You were so perfect. You looked so beautiful.’

  ‘What about Fiona?’ I asked.

  ‘We just won’t tell her,’ replied Dan. ‘This will be our little secret from now on.’

  Did that mean he wants to do this again?

  ‘You want to see me another night?’ I asked.

  ‘Yes. I want to see you every night. What is your name?’

  ‘My name is, Natalie.’

  ‘That is a lovely name. I will make sure I moan it the next time I cum inside of you.’

  That was so freaking hot.

  ‘What about Fiona? She is still outside.’

  ‘We will think of some believable lie,’ said Dan.

  I loved his confidence.

  A sigh escaped my lips at the feel of his hands upon my breasts. He gave them a soft squeeze.

  ‘Do you want to do this again?’ He asked me.

  That was a no brainer. Nothing like this had ever happened to me. This was amazing.

  ‘Yes.’

  ‘So, you are going to let me fuck you again?’

  ‘Yes.’ I giggled like some kind of over excited school girl. ‘You can fuck me anyway you like.’

  The phone began to ring.

  It had to be Fiona.

  Dan reached over me and picked it up.

  ‘Hello?’ I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but I could make out the gist of the conversation through his words ‘Yeah, it seems I have caused this nice lady some problems. I accidently locked us in an upstairs room, but I am awake now.’ Dan continued to caress my breast with his free hand. How naughty was he? He was talking to the woman he was in a relationship with, as he teased my tits, whilst his thick cock was stuffed in my pussy, which will filled with his cum. ‘I will be home in ten minutes. No. You don’t have to pick me up. I feel silly enough about this. Love you too.’

  He placed the phone down.

  ‘I have ten minutes,’ said Dan. ‘Why don’t you show me to your bedroom?’

  I felt like laughing.

  My tedious life had taken a strange twist for the better. I know it was incredibly naughty what we did and I know it is bad that I am sleeping with a man that is already in a relationship, but I am happy. That is an ingredient in the recipe of life that I have been missing. I haven’t been happy for a long time. I have only known Dan for a brief moment, but he has made me happier than anyone else in only fifteen minutes. This is wrong, but I am fed up of doing what is right and playing by the rules. Tonight the rule book is going out the window and I am going to do what makes me happy.

  I am going to take Dan to my bedroom.

  I am going to let Dan use me.

  I am going to let Dan have me.

  I am going to let Dan fuck me.

  I will become his Midnight Lover.

  ***

  The End

  Midnight Lover 2: A Night of Passion

  By John Sheridan

  Copyright © 2012

  Midnight Lover 2, John Sheridan

  Fiona is a happily married woman, but with one slight problem. Her husband, Dan, is a chronic sleepwalker. Dan is a fantastic husband, but at night he turns into a wild sexual animal. His increased libido was seen as a blessing in disguise, but it has become problematic as Dan is now sleepwalking out of the house. Fiona follows her husband and learns of his erotic affair with Natalie. Fiona witnesses them share a passion and connection that she has only dreamed about. Fiona can see Dan slipping away, but she doesn’t want to lose her husband. She has only one choice. Fiona joins them for a night of passion they will never forget. Midnight Lover 2 is an erotic short story with scenes of M/F/F.

  A smile split my lips, as I watched my husband sleep.

  Dan looked so peaceful.

  He was sprawled out in our king sized bed. The lazy light of the moon poured in through the open curtains and illuminated his powerful chest and rippling abdominal muscles. I was so lucky that a man like him loved a woman like me. He was my world. I loved Dan with all my heart, but things have been getting difficult between us. I am not sure Dan is even aware of the difficulties. We have talked about it from time to time, but he gets embarrassed at the mention of his chronic sleep walking. The doctors reckon it was the stress of losing both his parents. It has been sixteen months since he started sleep walking, and things have been hard. The problem is his increased libido when he sleepwalks. Some nights I will wake to find Dan nestled between my thighs with his tongue curling up into my pussy. On some occasions I awake to find him sucking slowly on my tits, as he touches himself, but he is fast asleep and not even aware he is doing it. And some nights he disappears.

  I have no idea where he is going, but I do know what he is doing.

  He is fucking someone else.

  It isn’t the first time.

  When he first started sleep walking I found him having sex with a woman in the local park. Apparently, they had been meeting there every single night. He thought she was me. I decided to move house and hoped that would solve the problem, but the same thing happened at the next place we moved into. Dan was fucking another woman at night in his sleep. Dan and I have always experimented in the bed and we have been sexually open with each other. I didn’t want to lose Dan, which meant I started to join in with the woman and my husband. This worked for a little while, but the woman was married. Her husband caught them one night and Dan spent four weeks in hospital. He was so badly beaten that I thought I would lose him. After that we moved out here. Things were going
so well until about a month ago.

  Dan has started sneaking out at night.

  Not every night.

  Some nights he stays and fucks me, but other nights I know he is with someone else.

  Our bedroom door opened with a faint creak, as I tiptoed out onto the landing. My destination was the bathroom. I flicked on the light and closed the door. Tonight I wanted to do something special for Dan. If I could get him cum then he wouldn’t wonder off into the night. He usually has a peaceful night’s sleep once he has had a sexual release. I turned my attention to the bathroom mirror. An eye consuming smile split my lips.

  I looked hot.

  I was wearing a very revealing white baby doll outfit.

  The whole piece was held up by two thin straps.

  The base only just about reached the top of my silky thighs, panties were not included.

  My large plump tits were practically spilling out of my low cut top.

  The white fabric looked good against my soft mahogany skin tone.

  Dan was going to love this.

  I switched off the bathroom light and headed back onto the landing. I felt giddy. I knew he was asleep and wouldn’t be able to fully appreciate what I was wearing, but I did like dressing up like this. I pushed open the bedroom door and came to an abrupt stop.

  Dan was gone.

  ***

  I thundered down the stairs as fast as my feet could carry me.

  He couldn’t have left already.

  I had only been in the bathroom for a moment.

  I tried the front door handle, but it was still locked. I switched on every single light of the house, as I moved from the hallway, to the living room, to the box room and then the kitchen. Horror struck me like a frying pan to the face.

  The back door was wide open.

  I stepped out into the garden.

  A cold shiver ran down my spine. It was dark here. I had never liked the dark.

  ‘Dan?’ I whispered into the shadows. ‘Are you out here?’

  I walked a little further out into the garden, but I couldn’t see him anywhere. It was then that I heard the side gate slamming shut. I moved with the speed of a whippet, but the narrow passageway running alongside the house was devoid of life. This had to be the way he came. I was about to rush out into the street when I suddenly remembered what I was wearing. I couldn’t be seen out in such revealing lingerie. I can explain Dan’s sleep walking to a degree, but how would I explain this? I headed back into the house. I needed to grab my shoes and my coat. If I was quick I might just be able to catch up to him.