Sleepless on the Sofa Ch. 02

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Author’s Note: Big thank you to Secretsxywriter for helping me edit this story.

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I had to be the worst person alive. After the glorious sex Haley and I’d had last Sunday, everything had crumbled to pieces. We had basked in the afterglow and then went to make more coffee. The more we talked, though, the more the situation dawned on us. Everything just felt awkward. Haley tried to fix it by sitting on my lap, but we never got beyond fumbling foreplay.

It ended when she grabbed her things and stormed out. I just stared at the wall for the rest of the day.

A new project was dropped on my lap when I went to work on Monday. It kept me too busy and tired to think about anything complicated. Or at least that’s what I lied to myself.

Haley had boasted about being an adult. She could contact me if she wanted to say something. I knew I was letting us both down, yet I couldn’t muster the courage to send her anything. Every time I tried to write a message, I ended up scrapping it. Chastising myself for giving into my lust sounded hollow. We both had wanted it, and it had been so good.

I swore to myself that I would send her something on Wednesday, or I would throw my Xbox out of the window. I never learned if I would really do it. When I came home Wednesday night and turned on the computer, there was a message waiting from Haley.

“Did we really do it?” The lonely text hovered in the message field.

She would know I’d read it, so I had to say something. I forced my fingers on the keyboard before I tried to escape. “Either that, or I’m starting to understand all the hype behind lucid dreaming.”

Instantly, she wrote back to me. “I’m sorry I didn’t say something earlier.”

How long had she been waiting for my response? “Me too.” My fingers fidgeted over the keys. “It was great. I didn’t try to brush you off. I just… What next?”

“Yeah. It was… I still felt it Monday.”

“My abs were so sore.”

“You poor thing. :P”

Like the warmth of spring, Haley’s words started to melt away the anxiousness inside me. She was the same as always. Nothing had been broken beyond repair. This also meant I was even more of a moron for not contacting her. “How’s your week?”

“Boring lectures. Now I’m holed up in my room. Brie and her friends are having a party.”

“Weren’t you invited?”

“I told them I was feeling under the weather so I could talk with you.”

“We can continue later. Go see your friends.”

The animation told me Haley kept writing and erasing text. Then an annoyed emoji popped out.

Black pixel eyes were judging me. “I’m sorry, I’m all over the place. It’s been over nine months. Why can’t I be back to normal?”

“I’m not trying to push you,” Haley wrote.

“Maybe someone should.” Now it was my turn to write and erase. My thoughts tangled like an unattended headphone cable. “I want to hold you again. To feel your skin. To taste your lips.”

“Me, too.”

“I want to go further, if you’re interested. I just can’t promise anything.”

“Don’t worry. We can be FWB for now.”

Was friends with benefits the extent I wanted, though? All I managed to type was, “I’m so glad you knocked on the bathroom door.”

“I was so scared. I knew it was now or never.”

“You’re far braver than I am.”

“Lucky it didn’t blow up in my face.”

“It almost did.” I added a smiley face. The double entendre was too good to pass up.

“I wouldn’t have minded.”

“Is there anything you aren’t up to?”

“There might. :P”

Electricity ran across on my skin as I remembered Haley’s lips wrapping around my cock. I had forgotten how fun and spontaneous sex could be. Carol and I had been together for so long, some dullness had found its way into our bedroom. “I hope I’m not too vanilla for you.”

“What’s the raunchiest thing you’ve done?”

I could think up some things that one might call raunchy. But even thinking about telling them to Haley made me shuffle in my chair. “Should we first address the elephant in the room? I’ve been banging your sister for most of my adult life.”

“I know!”

“Can you handle that?”

“Do I have options?” Haley wrote.

“Just don’t compare yourself to her.”

“She’s my big sister. That ship sailed years ago.”

“It doesn’t help anything.”

“Easy for you to say!” Again the animation revealed how she kept rewriting her lines. “It’s so stupid. I grew up listening to Carol complain about all the back pain her tits gave her. I like my body. I really do.” There was a pause. “I just want you to like it, too.”

“You are a really, Ümraniye Escort fucking good-looking woman.”

“But you can’t tit fuck me,” Haley wrote.

“And I couldn’t lift Carol like I did you.”

“I don’t want to be a whiny little girl.”

“We should both give this time. Whatever this is. I’m far from being comfortable with talking about my sex life when I know you can trace most of it back to Carol.”

“I’ve been with several guys. Can you handle that?” Haley asked.

“It’s not like Carol was a virgin when we started dating.”

“She wasn’t?!”

“She used to bang what’s-his-name. The one on the track team from her high school. The tall, bald dude.”

“Trevor? Oh God! He was a total douche.”

“Maybe her taste in men isn’t as good as you thought.”

“Runs in the family then. My relationships always burn. So you’ve been warned, if this takes a turn for the serious.”

“Noted. You have anything raunchy to share?” I loosened my belt. All this sex talk was making my cock hard.

“I’ve done it in a car and on a beach. There is one thing, though.”

Haley stayed silent for a while, which made my hair stand on end. Had she been molested or something else just as horrible? I held my breath when she started to type again.

“I’ve never gotten oral,” Haley finally wrote.

I was shocked, but also relieved it wasn’t anything worse. “You’ve been dating some dickheads then.”

“Partly my fault, to be honest. When I was with Dan, I wasn’t comfortable giving any so I didn’t want any. Mike smoked so much, it was a chore to even kiss him. No way I’d let him munch my snatch. Then it kinda became an issue.”

“So that’s why you didn’t let me go down on you?”

“Partly,” Haley wrote. “So, how vanilla are you?”

“I’ve done some bondage, if that counts.”

“Is Carol into that?!”

“No comment.”

Haley didn’t answer, no matter how much I stared at the message line. Had I said too much? She had asked, and I’d been honest. Or was she angry that I refused to talk about that aspect with Carol? If she couldn’t deal with it, there wasn’t much I could do. Some darker voice told me that I should’ve just pampered her so I’d get to fuck her again.

I went to get something to eat from the fridge. Time had flown by, and I was starving. The microwave dinged at the same time my cell rang. It was Haley. Answering felt hard. Not answering even harder.

“I’m so sorry!” Haley yelled as soon as got the phone on my ear. “Brie broke a wine bottle. I had to rush to help with the clean up.”

“I thought you bailed.”

“That’s why I called. I didn’t mean to.”

Her voice did sound convincing. “No harm done. I just got scared I said something bad. Where are you now? I don’t hear any partying.”

“I went to take out the trash.”

“You could come here for the night,” I said before I could stop myself.

Haley breathed heavily. “That would end like Sunday.”

“We don’t know that.”

“You just hope that, because you want me,” she said.

“So sue me. Don’t you want a second try?”

Haley laughed. “Said Mr. Desperate.”

“Like you didn’t beg me to fuck you.”

“I remember it being more like a direct command,” Haley said.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“I need to go back. Will you chat with me for a while longer?”

“Sure.”

Haley ended the call, and I rushed to the computer with my food. I managed to gobble most of it before she returned. All the while, my cock hardened. It didn’t want to take this slow. She was right. She shouldn’t come here right now. I shouldn’t have even suggested it.

“Back. Sorry.” Haley wrote.

“You should kick them out.”

“It’s Brie’s carpet, so I don’t care. I just don’t want stains on the floor.”

“We don’t have to talk about sex. Let’s go see a movie Friday.”

“Like that wouldn’t end in the bed,” Haley wrote.

“I want to be a responsible adult, but all I can think is your skin against mine. How good it felt to hold you. To fuck you.”

“You’re reading my mind.”

“I wish I was. I’m more than willing to give you oral, if you want.”

“I don’t know why it’s so hard. Like, I just get to enjoy, right? I guess I fear it isn’t that special. I mean, now you know it’s a big thing to me. But if I’m all meh about it, it’s stupid.”

“We’ll do it however you want. Don’t worry about it. Things are complicated sometimes.” The notion that I might be the first to give Haley oral made me nervous. But I wasn’t about to tell her that.

The animation flickered again while Haley searched the Ümraniye Escort Bayan right words. “You have anything you’d want to try?”

“There might be,” I wrote after a moment of hesitation.

“Is it something kinky?”

“No. It’s just…” Oh man. Should I tell her? I wanted all the cards on the table. Or, at least, most of them. “I’ve not done that much bondage. I’m not completely into it, but it would be nice to be the one being dominated for once. I’m not asking you to. Don’t think about it, really. It’s just something that’s crossed my mind sometimes.”

“Like being tied down or something?”

“Not necessarily. Being told to do something, maybe, or stuff like that.”

“Like go down on me?” Haley asked.

“Maybe. Yeah.”

“We could try that, if you want.” There was a pause. “I’m googling stuff right now. Is that why you called me Mistress on the phone?”

“Did I?” I didn’t recall doing that.

“Totally. But it was on the phone, so I can’t prove it.”

“You’re just messing with me.”

“I totally am not,” Haley said.

“Bondage is the last thing we should be doing right now.”

“I’m not going to tie you up, don’t worry. It just tickles me to think about you as my slave.”

The mere idea made my semi-erect cock harden completely. No matter how much I downplayed it, it was something I really wanted to try. Somehow, it was even hotter because Haley was so small. Someone I could overpower physically. “I’m not going to say no, if you want to one day. But that’s running before learning to walk.”

“I know, I know. There is so much stuff. I really shouldn’t have googled it. I’m so wet.”

I unzipped my jeans. I hadn’t wanked after Sunday, mostly to punish myself for not contacting Haley. I couldn’t control myself anymore. “I like you wet.”

“I noticed. Damn Brie’s party. I can’t use my vibrator.”

“You kinky girl.”

“So, you’ve really thought about me while masturbating? I mean before this week?” Haley asked.

Had I admitted that aloud, too? She had a damn good memory. I swallowed hard and then typed, “Several times. It was that dress you wore to your mother’s 50th birthday last year. You looked so hot.”

“That blue-and-black thing with a halter top? I might still have it back at my folks’ place. Did you tell Her?”

“Uh, no. Carol was okay with me watching porn. I think she would’ve drawn the line with her little sister.”

“You masturbating now?”

I stopped stroking so I could write. “What do you think?”

“You naughty boy.” There was a pause. “It’s hard to type with one hand.”

“It is.”

“Stop stroking, slave.”

I stopped, but it was difficult. My cock twitched as I typed, “I did, Mistress.”

“Good, slave. Are you naked?”

“No.”

“Undress. Now.”

I threw my shirt on the sofa and almost fell when I stood up to remove my jeans and boxers. “I’m naked, Mistress.”

“(We can stop if you want. Just say it.)” Haley wrote.

“(I think this is safe enough.)”

“I wish you were here to clean my fingers. Now I have to do it myself every time I need to type. Suck your fingers and then rub your dick. Suck them good!”

I pushed the middle and index finger of my left hand against the roof of my mouth with my tongue. I sucked them so hard I made slurping sounds. Lust made my lips tingle. Slowly, I traced the tip of my cock with them. Jolts of pleasure shook me. I whimpered while I thought about kneeling in front of her. “I’m doing it, Mistress.”

I pictured Haley on a bed, spreading her legs. She stared down at me, her eyes making it clear I would be severely punished if I didn’t obey her every command. With strict motions, she commanded me to get started. First I kissed her shin, moving up one kiss at a time. She let out a pleased sigh and lowered her head, ready to enjoy. I was hers to command, and I would make her cum harder than ever before. “This is getting harder, Mistress. I’ll cum soon.”

“Stop.”

I growled out of frustration and I released my cock. A drop of precum ran down my shaft. “Please, I really need to cum.”

“In time, slave. Tell me more about your kinks. There is just too much stuff for me to know exactly what you want.”

I squirmed in my chair. I searched my bookmarks. “There are some stories I could link.”

“Do it, slave.”

I did as I was told. They weren’t the kinkiest. I just couldn’t let her read everything. Some of them were pure fantasies. Nothing I’d ever in my right mind want to happen to me. Or at least want to anyone think I wanted. “Does this please my Escort Ümraniye Mistress?”

“You may stroke your dick. Slowly!”

I took a firm grip of my cock and moved my hand down. The veins bulged, and I rubbed the precum around the tip of my cock. I was so hard it hurt. I wanted Haley here with me. I wanted her to see how mad she made me. “If Mistress wants, I could put my web cam on.”

“This pleases me. Do it, slave.”

My fingers trembled so badly I clicked incorrectly several times before I managed to set everything up. I put the lights on and pointed the camera so that Haley could see me completely.

“Oh, God! You really did it!!”

“Anything to please my Mistress,” I typed.

“Can you get sound? I’ll put my headphones on.”

I wasn’t going to back out now, so I put my headphones on and unmuted the mic. “Can you hear me?”

“I can see and hear you!” Haley wrote. “Very good, slave. Now stroke it.”

I started slow again, pulling down until the skin was tight and then moved up. I rubbed the edge of the cock head with my thumb. “Is this good?” It was both hot and awkward because I couldn’t see or hear Haley. Brie and her friends could be watching for all I knew. That made it even hotter. Maybe I was kinkier than I had thought.

“Say you want to fuck me,” Haley wrote.

My voice was hoarse, and I had to cough. “I want you, Haley. Mistress. I want to throw you on the bed and fuck you until you’re satisfied. Like a good slave should.”

Crackling filled my ears, and then I could Haley whispering. “I can’t type anymore. I locked the door. I’m so wet I had to get a towel. Can you hear it?” There was silence then an unmistakable squelching sound.

“Can I cum, Mistress?”

“Tell me what’d you do if I was there right now.”

“I’d shove my cock into you and fuck you so hard you’d cum screaming. Then I’d fill you with my seed until it flows over.”

“Oh, yes. I want that. Moan for me.”

I panted and moaned, almost falling off my chair. Haley didn’t seem to care that I was stroking faster and faster.

“You look so good. Cum for me, slave. Yell my name and cum all over yourself.”

“Haley! I’m cumming for you.” I rubbed my balls and stroked as fast as I could. The chair creaked while I slammed against it. My cock pulsed in my hand, then hot gobs of cum landed over my stomach and chest. I kept wanking. My hand was drenched in cum when thick streams of it poured down my shaft. I could hear Haley whimpering, then there was a short, loud yelp and a clank.

There were no sounds for a while. “You okay?” I whispered.

“I came so hard my headphones fell.” Haley wrote. “I think they might’ve heard me. I have to clean myself.”

“Me too. brb”

I hit the shower. My cock was sore, and it took some time to get all the cum out of my pubic hair. It was always a pain. There should be some special sperm remover shampoo.

My head was dizzy, and heart was still pounding when I got back to the computer. I shut down the web cam and wiped rest the cum from the floor.

There was already a message from Haley. “That was intense!”

“Insane!”

“I’m happy you liked,” she wrote.

“That was so hot. I wish you could’ve been here.”

“Me, too.” The animation flickered. “We should really try this. You can’t worry too much if I’m in charge. And I could get over my issues if I can get you to do what I want.”

“I guess we can try it. We just need to be careful.”

“Safe words, of course. I’m not stupid.”

“Just excited.”

“That was so fun! Sex is so amazing with the right partner. Like you won’t laugh at me, if I’m being silly.”

“Of course not.”

“I need to go and pretend I’m okay. Brie heard me yell and is worried. I’ll read those stories when I get back. I only had time to start the first.”

Shivers of shame ran down my spin. Those were way too kinky to link for anyone. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to know what makes you tick. I’ll try to find some that I like. I’ll link them for you.”

“So, we are friends with benefits now?” I asked.

“At least.” A blushing emoji appeared. “I might need to cum again before I can see Brie. You are the best, slave.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

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I went about my business and tried to get my head in order by playing some video games. Luckily, I was so spent I fell asleep early. I woke up in the morning to find a bunch of messages from Haley.

“I read the stories. Really hot. I want to try that stuff. I want to try you. Brie is going out of town with her friends Saturday. Do you want to come here and be my slave for a day? It’s okay if you don’t want to. We can do it regularly. I’m so wet right now. Everyone is sleeping, so I’m going to get my dildo and think about you.”

There was a picture sent half an hour later showing Haley kissing the wet dildo.

I didn’t need to think twice. “I’m game, Mistress.”