It was so wrong

I’m lying here teasing my nipples edging myself over this one memory that’s a little fucked up but god it was sexy.
For context I’m now 22f. I’m 5’1, brunette, about 140-150 lbs.

When I was 15 I tried drinking for the first time. Not the smartest move I know, but I got peer pressured. I was terrified of my parents finding out, because I’d be grounded FOREVER. They were extremely strict growing up.
I called my dad’s friend to come get me, because he was a bit younger than my dad and more understanding and he’s my best friends dad. He picked me up, gave me a lecture and some water, handed me some Tylenol and told me to sleep it off, so I went to bed.

Maybe 30-40 mins later, I was woken up to a feeling I recognized… someone crawled into bed with me. I kept my eyes closed and figured it was Katelynn (bff). Until I felt a hand go across my small breast. I froze.
I recognized the smell of his cologne. He was gently fondling me in my sleep. This man, who id known my whole life, who was 25 years older than me, was touching my small innocent body.
I pretended to stay knocked out as he touched my small nipples. Eventually he slightly lowered my shirt and took one softly in his mouth, and used his hand to pinch and roll the other. At this point, I was soaking wet. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t believe it, it was so erotic to me. I hadn’t been touched since I was 7 and my swim coach had (he’s in jail) so it felt so good.
He sucked my nipples and I felt his hand stroking himself. I suddenly wished he was inside me, fully raping me. Cumming in me. My drunk young mind ran wild. He took my hand and put it carefully on his co k to stroke it, it was huge! I was touching pedo cock getting soaking fucking wet, longing for him to lick my virgin cunt, to steal my virginity. I slightly said “mmmm” and he stopped in terror, but then just kept stroking himself while muttering under his breath quietly. “Slut”, “drunk whore” “cunt” “so young” “so hot”. He kissed my nipples one more time and then quietly left for his own room and I was low key devastated because I wanted him to finish me off, or to have his pedo cum all over my face.
I heard his bed banging, he was fucking his wife. I turned him on and he went to fuck his unsuspecting wife. I played with myself quietly and came harder than I ever had. I made sure to stay over several times drunk with him so he could touch me, he only fucked me once when I told him I was “date raped” at the bar (I was 18). He’d always fuck his wife after fondling me and I was jealous, but it made me wonder if he ever told her. Maybe they both wanted me. Maybe they talked about me in bed. Wondered if he ever touched Katelynn or if I was his special girl.

I think about this all the time and how much I loved him touching me in my sleep, taking full advantage.

By Anonymous May 1

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