A couple of young girls spy on me sleeping naked
My girlfriend and I live together, both 19 years old, her 2 younger sisters were at the place often enough they nearly lived there too. Girlfriend was gone for the night with other family dealing with some family drama, I don’t know, I didn’t care, she said she was gonna go get her sister’s and they were staying the night at our place with me. “Sure, whatever you say, I’m just lounging tonight anyways”
Just causally hanging out around the house watching TV was the plan for the 3 of us. It started to get late and I told the 2 young girls “I am going to bed, stay up if you want, sleep on the couch or spare room, anything you want” I had a curious thought as a couple of times beforehand the 2 of them had gotten a little handsy and inappropriate around me when no one else was around. So I decided I would test a trial run of them behaving or if they had any curiosity with just the 3 of us alone. I went to my bedroom, left the door open, the light on and stripped down full nude and laid ontop of my bed sheets, I was gonna *fake sleeping* and see if they try to sneak a peak in the late night hours, I was already nearly hard just thinking about it, slowly gripping my cock thinking about them.
The hallway was quiet, save for the low hum of the house settling and the muffled, breathless whispers drifting from just outside my bedroom door. I lay perfectly still on my back, chest rising and falling in a slow, rhythmic pattern that I’d practiced in the mirror earlier. My eyes were half-lidded, squinting against the warm glow of the bedside lamp I’d left on intentionally. The beam cut across the duvet, illuminating the stark, heavy outline of my cock—fully erect, veins prominent, twitching slightly with every beat of my heart.
Then it happened, I heard them pause at the threshold. Two pairs of sneakers scuffed softly against the hardwood floor. Then, the rustle of fabric as they stepped inside.
“Hey Jeff, we were…” one voice started, then cut off with a sharp, collective gasp. “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MY GOD.”
Footsteps scrambled backward, hurried but hushed, retreating to the safety of just outside the door, maybe 10 or so feet away. I kept my breathing steady, shallow, pretending sleep had claimed me moments after their entrance. Through the narrow slit of my eyelids, I watched their shadows linger in the doorway before they finally slipped away.
Then came the whispering. It wasn’t far; they were close enough that I could hear the friction of lips near microphones of their own minds.
“I think he’s sleeping,” a voice murmured, her tone a mix of awe and nervous excitement. “Let’s talk really loud. If he wakes up, he’ll cover up. If he stays asleep… we can look at his body.”
A beat of silence.
I kept my breathing shallow and even, my muscles relaxed but coiled tight beneath the surface. The air in the room shifted, growing warmer, heavier with their scent—shampoo, skin, and nervous sweat.
They didn’t speak anymore. They just watched.
I felt the shift in air pressure as they leaned closer. A finger, tentative and cool, brushed against my thigh. It traced the line of my hip bone, moving slowly upward, tracing the hard ridge of my abdomen until it hovered just above the waistband of nothingness. Then, another hand joined it. Soft palms pressed flat against my stomach, feeling the heat radiating off me.
“Is he… is that really…” a whisper, barely audible.
“Yes,” came a voice, breathless. “Look at it. It’s huge.”
The fingers began to move. Not touching yet, just hovering, mapping the shape of my erection through the air. Then, one pair of hands settled on either side of my shaft, thumbs stroking the sensitive skin just below the head. They were gentle, exploratory, treating me like a rare artifact. I could feel their eyes scanning every inch—the taut skin, the purple hue of the glans, the way I pulsed with blood.
One of them reached out and wrapped her fingers around the base. Her grip was loose, testing, before tightening slightly. She gave a slow, deliberate stroke from base to tip. The friction was electric. My hips gave a tiny, involuntary twitch, but I forced myself to stay still, letting out a soft, sleepy sigh to sell the act.
Good, I thought. Keep going. I couldn’t believe this was working.
They grew bolder. One of them climbed further onto the bed, straddling my thighs but not sitting down. She leaned over me, her hair brushing against my chest, tickling my nipples. I could feel her breath hot against my neck. She was watching me closely, waiting for any sign of waking up. When I remained limp and heavy, she let out a shaky laugh.
“He’s so deep in sleep,” she whispered. “We can do whatever we want.”
The hand at my base began to pump faster, matching the rhythm of their own excitement. The other girl joined in, using both hands now, lathering saliva quickly over my shaft. The wet, slick sound filled the quiet room. They were stroking me in unison, their movements synchronized by instinct and hunger. I could feel the heat building in my groin, the pressure mounting behind my balls.
But they weren’t done. One of them slid down, positioning herself between my legs. I felt the warmth of her face near my tip. She looked up at me, her eyes wide and dark in the dim light, then glanced at her companion. A silent agreement passed between them.
She opened her mouth and took the head into her mouth. Just the head. A slow, wet seal of lips around the crown. She bobbed her head gently, creating a vacuum that sucked the air from my lungs. The other girl stayed above, continuing to stroke the base, keeping me rock-hard and sensitive.
Then, the other moved in. She grabbed my shaft firmly, pumping in time with her sister’s oral rhythm. The dual stimulation was overwhelming. My hips bucked once, harder this time, breaking the fake sleep act slightly, but I caught myself, gasping softly as if dreaming.
They heard it. They knew I was close.
“Shh,” the one murmured against my skin, pulling back just enough to speak. “Don’t wake up yet. Let us finish you.”
The pace quickened. The girl on top stood up on her knees, grabbing my hips and riding the air above me, her inner thighs rubbing against my stomach. The girl below increased her suction, taking more of me into her throat, humming with pleasure. The sensation was too much. My control snapped.
I didn’t open my eyes fully, but I arched my back, lifting my hips off the mattress slamming my body into the one dry riding me, I really wanted to grab ahold of her and just start thrusting as they worked me over. The friction was intense, the saliva slick and hot. I could feel their eyes on me, drinking in the sight of my body trembling, veins bulging, eyes squeezed shut in feigned ecstasy.
“Jeff?” the one sister whispered, her voice trembling. “Are you gonna cum?”
I let out a long, ragged groan, my toes curling. The pressure in my groin was a solid ball of fire.
“I’m fine,” I mumbled, my voice thick with false sleepiness. “Just… dreaming.”
That was all the permission they needed.
The girl below pulled off with a wet pop, looking at the glistening tip, then back at her sister. They exchanged a look of pure adrenaline. They were going to watch me explode.
They gripped my shaft tightly and my balls gently, started to jerk me hard and fast. I moaned “squeeze, harder, don’t stop” The world narrowed down to the sensation of their hands, their breath, their hungry eyes. My heart hammered against my ribs, loud enough, I feared, for them to hear. But they were too focused on the spectacle.
I thrust upward, hard and fast, one last time.
And then I let go.
It wasn’t a trickle. It was a torrent. A thick, white rope of semen shot out from my tip, arcing high into the air. Five feet high, more than they had ever imagined. It splattered across my chest, my stomach, my face. More followed, a steady, powerful jet that coated my entire torso, dripping heavily onto the bedsheets below.
I shuddered, my body convulsing with the force of the release, my eyes fluttering open just a crack. Through the blur of my own cum, I saw them frozen on the edge of the bed, mouths agape, eyes wide with shock and awe. They hadn’t expected such volume, such power.
Silence returned to the room, broken only by the heavy sound of my breathing and the soft drip-drip of fluid hitting the sheets.
For a long moment, no one moved. Then, one young girl let out a small, breathless laugh.
“Wow,” she whispered. “He really was dreaming.”
I closed my eyes again, letting my body go limp, playing the part of the exhausted, spent lover, while inside, I was smiling. They started to play with my cum, I couldn’t believe I was still hard after that explosion. They explored a bit longer, then one said “we better grab a towel and wipe it all off him” Slowly and gently I felt the hands on the towel go across my body trying to clean me up, I must have finally lost the full rigidity of my cock as one said “hey it’s not pointing straight up anymore, but it’s still huge” Not much longer of them staring and talking they finally left to go to bed themselves.
I was up early the next morning, made sure to put on my thinnest pajama bottoms I had with a random short shirt, started making breakfast, hollered at the girls that food would be ready soon. They voiced back “OK, we’ll be up in few minutes”
I began rubbing my cock through pants, not trying to get hard, but a good half hard chub that would be very visible through these pajamas. I had eggs, sausage and toast laid out on 3 plates for us as they came into kitchen I walking around center island and made sure to walk past the end just enough that they could see the bulge. Oh, they saw it, their mouths dropped open, then I looked at them and asked “oj or water?”, then both turned into the biggest mischievous smiles looking at each other and right back at my crotch. “Water for me, water for me too” they sat at the table and one said “nice, I love your sausage” they both just giggled thinking they had an inside joke. As I sat down I said “well I slept amazing last night, glad I went to bed early, how late did you 2 stay up?” Again with the giggles, “oh I don’t know, we got off the couch maybe an hour after you went to bed.” The other jumped in “yeah it wasn’t long after you went down, that we went to bed.”
I told them they were both young giggling dorks, got a text right then from my girlfriend, she would be home soon and if we needed breakfast, told her “no we’re already eating.” Told the young girls “your sister is almost back home, not sure who is doing what, if she’s taking you back home or if you’re staying here longer”.
As soon as she arrived and opened the door, she said “alright girls I’m taking you back to mom and dad’s, let’s go”. I could tell they wanted to stay, but also they didn’t live far away, so as soon as they left I went back to bed and stripped down once again jerking it. Not much time went by and I heard my girlfriend walk back in and head for the bedroom, there I was, butt naked and rock hard stroking away. She instantly smiled and exclaimed “oh thank God, yes, yes, yes”.
She pulled her clothes off, spit on her fingers, started rubbing her tight clean shaved pussy and hopped on top of me slowly letting my cock inside her. We fucked good and hard, I got her to start moaning and clawing me, I knew she was about to cum, so I started pounding in her hard as she screamed and creamed giving me her best “O” 😨😩😫 face as she came, I was right there too. I pulled out, started jerking thinking about the handy I got last night, once again, more cum than ever, I covered her from neck to crotch with heavy white ropes. Went to the bathroom, grabbed the same towel out of hamper the girls wiped me down with last night and I used it to slowly gently wipe down their big sister with the same patterns as they did to me.
Gotta figure up a way to make this happen more often!!!
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