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Sleeping Soundly

By Victor Ramierez

Colin was an average young guy, brown hair, thin and not too tall, nothing out of the ordinary about him at all. He lived in a quiet neighbourhood with his parents and his sister, surrounded by other families going about their normal lives.

When Colin's family had moved to the area years ago, they had introduced themselves to the neighbours, particularly the other families that had kids. One of the first they came into contact with was the Burkes. They had three kids, Natalie, Suzanne and Anthony. Natalie was the oldest, a snooty girl who thought she was above everyone else, and she hadn't changed over the years. Suzanne was the middle child, a little bit older than Colin, and she was much more pleasant and fun than her older sister. Lastly there was Anthony who was a couple of years younger than Colin, but as the only other male in the group he found himself automatically paired up with him.

Overall their friendship had been ok, their age differences had sometimes led to friction, but usually they got on pretty well. Sometimes they would play with Colin's sister Michelle, when she came over to play with Suzanne. A few times the group had played the age-old game of 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine', which had been fun at the time, but had been out of the question for some time now once they had all gotten older.

Colin didn't have as much time for Anthony now that he was finishing school and about to go to university, but occasionally they would still do things together. The last time Colin had seen Anthony was a day that Colin would long remember, for several reasons.

Colin looked at his watch, it was 11:30am, where was Ant? Colin looked over to the footpath as he pulled his car in to the kerb in front of the Burke's house. Colin had arranged to pick him up from his house so they could head out for the day. They were going cruising in Colin's Dad's car, going to see a movie and then hang out at the shopping centre for a couple of hours.

Colin killed the motor and jumped out of the car. He ran up to the front door and knocked loudly.

A moment later the door clicked open, and Natalie's round, arrogant face came into view.

"Oh, it's you."

"Hi, is Ant here?" he said, ignoring the bitch's attitude.

"How should I know, I couldn't care less, I'm studying for my exams. I am very busy," she spat out at him in succession as she turned on her heel and marched herself back to her bedroom. Natalie seemed to be in the university library more than she was ever here, so it was rare for Colin to see her any more, which he was only too happy about.

Colin stuck his head in through the doorway and looked left and right, he saw no one.

"Hello," he asked cautiously.

"Col, is that you?" came Susie's voice from the lounge room.

"Yeah, is Ant here?"

"I think he's out the back with Dad," Susie said as she came out of the lounge room.

Susie was slim, with medium length brown hair. Col had always thought she was a bit of alright, she was only a b or c cup but her pert arse was tight enough to bounce coins off it.

She took one look at him perched on the doorstep, and chuckled.

"Did Nat answer the door?"

"Yeah, how did you guess?"

"Too busy to waste time talking to you, I've seen it before."

"And here I was thinking I was special or something."

"Sorry," laughed Suzanne as she went into the kitchen and opened the back door. "Ant! Col's here!" she yelled.

"Tell him I'll be out in a sec," came the voice back from outside.

"Ok, I'll be in the car," Colin turned with a smile and marched back outside to the car.

"So what are you guys up to tonight?" asked Ant's mother, Diane. She was an average sort of woman, average size height and build, with short black hair. There was nothing extraordinary about her, and like her husband she was nothing dramatic in the looks department either. They were fairly friendly, church going people, Col had always thought they were a bit reserved around people who were not part of the immediate family, but perhaps they were like that with each other too.

Colin had just dropped Anthony home, and was drinking the Pepsi that Diane had offered him. "I haven't got anything on tonight, I guess I'll watch some TV."

"Well Brian and I are going to my mother's tonight so we won't be back until tomorrow. Nat's studying, so you won't see her all night, and Susie's going out with the girls so she won't be back until later. You'd pretty much have the whole house to yourselves if you want to set up the Playstation or something."

"That'd be pretty cool," said Anthony, nodding his acceptance.

"Yeah, ok," said Colin.

"Just as long as you idiots keep the noise down," said Natalie as she stomped into the kitchen. "I have a headache and I'm trying to study." Natalie was a shortish, long haired brunette with a small frame, and a bad attitude. "Actually, if you monkeys can tell the time, I need to take another one of these tablets at 11pm. Don't let me forget," she clipped Anthony over the head with her hand as she walked past. "Don't forget!"

 Ant had always been a pretty quiet sort of guy. He was a thin blonde guy, fair-skinned and quiet. Most people didn't really know much about him. His likes and dislikes, which girls he liked, or if he even liked girls. He was a late bloomer as they say, but Col did know him, and Col was one of his few friends.

That evening they ordered pizza and played the Playstation. Col knew that Ant would enjoy this rare opportunity to spend some time with some company from outside of his family, and spend the evening doing something totally pointless.

After they had polished off the last of the food and played a few games of karate fighter games, Col lazed back on the sofa, his belly full, having a good time with the game.

Ant turned slowly after losing the match, and looked up at his friend with a grin.

"I just remembered,"

"What?"

"I found something you'd like."

"Oh yeah, what would that be?"

"Dad's collection of girlie mags," said Ant teasing him, knowing Col would love them.

"Excellent," grinned Col as he jumped to his feet. "Lead the way buddy."

Hours had passed, many games had been played and Col was never far away from the stash of Penthouse and other magazines that Ant had found in his Dad's dresser drawer.

"Look at this chick, those tits are just amazing," said Col, pointing at a great looking set of d-cup tits on a nice brunette.

With a look of horror, Ant heard the sound of keys rattling in the front door, and an instant later Susie staggered into the lounge room. Ant had been desperately trying to stash the mags under the lounge, but he hadn't finished in time.

"Hi guys," she said as she flopped down heavily into the nearest chair. "Doing a bit of reading?" she asked with a light giggle.

"Don't tell Dad, please," begged Ant.

"Tell him about what?" she asked, giggling some more.

Col had a flash of insight and stared at her for a moment.

"Have you been drinking Susie?" he asked.

She tried to sit up straight, and put on her best straight face.

"No, why do you ask?"

"You have so, you do it all the time when Mum and Dad go away," stated Ant in annoyance.

"So what if I do?" she asked, starting to slur her words.

"You know they don't like alcohol, they don't care if you're old enough or not."

"Well, we won't tell if you don't," said Col butting into the conversation, pointing at the girlie mags.

"Oh you're a cunning one Colin, ok," she said with a grin and then lay back happily in the comfy chair. "Got any pizza left?"

Col looked up at the time as Ant disappeared to the toilet, and saw that it was a few minutes to 11, Natalie would have a fit if they forgot her tablet so Col jumped up to go search the medicine cabinet for them.

As he started rummaging through the kitchen cupboard he found the headache tablets, and next to them were some sleeping tablets. With an evil glint in his eye, and payback in his heart he opened the bottle and tipped some out into his palm. They were roughly the same size and colour as the headache tablets, so they would pass a quick visual inspection. Col read the back of the label and was pleased to see that the recommended dose was half a tablet, so a whole one would knock her right out for hours.

"Here you go Nat," said Col knocking on her door.

"What do you want!" screeched the voice from within.

"I have your tablet, Ant asked me to bring it up."

The door suddenly was thrown open and she glared out at him with her beady brown eyes.

"Ok, so you're of use for something then, I guess there's a first time for everything."

She snatched the tablet out of his hand, grabbed the glass of water and gulped it down in one motion. She thrust the empty glass back into his hand, and slammed the door in his face without so much as a thank you.

"Let's see how you like sleeping through your evening's revision, bitch!" thought Col happily.

Ant had been very grateful that Col had remembered to take his sister's tablet up to her, and they had happily sat back down to play another game.

After a moment or two, a loud grunt, and then a loud snore started from the chair behind them.

"Oh you're kidding me!" exclaimed Ant in annoyance as he snapped his head around to glare at his sleeping sister.

Susie was soundly snoring on the chair behind them, from which she hadn't moved from the moment she'd flopped down into it, the half eaten slice of pizza hanging limply from her hand.

"Every time she goes out drinking she does this!" he was starting to get red in the face from frustration and embarassment. "She won't move and you can't wake her. She's too heavy for me to move, but if Mum and Dad catch her here like this they'll kill her, and then kill me for not telling them she's been drinking. I've got to get her to bed, can you help me?"

Col turned, and on the angle he was sitting he found he could see right up the short denim skirt, as he craned his neck to see, he thought he caught a glimpse of panties, but he wasn't sure. He could feel his cock throb in his pants, and a wicked thought took hold in his head.

"Sure I'll help you," he said with a grin and moved around alongside the chair. "Grab her feet and I'll grab her under the arms."

Ant nodded and grabbed hold of her ankles.

"Slide her towards you," instructed Col.

As Ant pulled on her, she started to slide forwards, inching her skirt higher and higher, to Col's delight.

Once she was a little way off the chair, Col grabbed her from behind, slipping his hands under her armpits, and hoisted her off the chair. He started to walk backwards up the hall as Ant supported her lower half.

Ant was struggling with her legs, and Col took the opportunity to allow his hands to roam around her upper body a little. Pretending he slipped, he allowed his hand to slide forwards quickly cupping her smallish tit, before recovering and grabbing her under the arm again.

Col eased her down onto the floor, reached behind himself and grabbed the doorknob, opening her door and then quickly they staggered into her room, and placed her, fairly gently, on the bed. Ant slipped her shoes off and they headed out of the room.

"How do you get her to bed when I'm not here?"

"With great difficulty. Thanks a lot."

"Well I'm gonna have to hit the sack," yawned Ant, as he stretched and put the game controller onto the floor.

"Look at the time, yeah I'll have to go too."

Col walked out and heard Ant close the door behind him, and as he waited the front lights went out. He watched from the darkness of the yard, hidden by the bushes, as the lights in the house were switched off one by one, leaving only Ant's room and Natalie's.

After a few minutes he saw Ant's light go out too, then he waited for another few minutes and then he decided to go ahead with his plan.

Quickly he went to the pot plant near the front door and rummaged in the dirt at the back, finding the spare key he knew was hidden there. He wiped the dirt off the key and quietly opened the door. Re-hiding the key, he then slipped inside and closed the door behind him.

The house was in darkness but he knew his way around well enough not to crash into anything. He made his way quietly up the hallway and arrived at Natalie's door. He knew this was the turning point, if she was awake he would receive a mouthful of abuse and the game would be up. He listened for a few moments and could hear nothing. Very quietly he reached out and took hold of the doorknob, slowly and quietly he turned it and opened the door a tiny crack to peek inside. He could see across the room to her desk, where she was sitting reading her book. He moved around a little to get a better view and realised to his elation that she was face down, asleep on the table. He quietly went into the room and crept up behind her. He lightly blew on her ear and she did not react. Then he touched her ear, and again she did not react. Getting a little bit bolder, he rubbed her ear and moved his fingers down to her neck. She did not move a muscle. He lifted her hand up off the desk and let it drop, she did not respond. The tablets had worked and he could continue with his plan without any interruption from her.

Making his way quietly along the corridor he passed Ant's room, he could hear him snoring lightly, and knew that nothing short of an atomic bomb going off would wake him up, he was a very sound sleeper. He continued past the door to the end of the hall, where Susie's room awaited him.

He opened the door and went inside, turning the light on and closing the door behind him. She lay on the bed, just where they had left her, passed out and snoring quietly.

She was face down, her head was turned towards him and her face squashed into the pillow with her mouth open in a drunken snore. She was still wearing her white blouse and blue denim skirt, which had ridden up almost to the cheeks of her lovely pert arse, which was pointing at the ceiling.

Col moved alongside the bed and tentatively reached out and put his hand on her warm arse. She didn't react, and he gently squeezed her cheeks through the material. He slid his hand down onto her thigh and delighted in the contact with her soft, warm flesh. Slowly he traced the line of her thigh up until he reached the hem of the skirt, and then he boldly slid his hand under the skirt to touch her arse through her soft panties. Moving his hand around, he traced the valley between her cheeks with his finger tips, moving further down over her arsehole, down to her pussy lips, watching as the material stuck to the juicy flesh beneath. He reached under to cup her pussy in his hand, and lightly stroked her clit through the material, eliciting a little mumble from her, but nothing more.

He grabbed the hem of her skirt and inched it up over the curve of her arse, to expose her pink silky panties underneath.

Reaching up under the skirt, he grabbed hold of the waistband of her panties and began to manoeuvre them down over her arse, slowly exposing her plump cheeks, lifting her slightly to ease them off her thighs and then slid them down her legs past her knees and off over her feet. With a big grin on his face he held her panties up to have a look at them, and then quickly took a big deep breath of her aroma. He was going to enjoy this.

Looking back at her he drank in the sight of her bare arse, somewhat older than the last time he'd seen it as a young boy. Peeking out from between her thighs he could just make out the outline of her brown haired pussy, nestled snugly beneath her arse.

His cock was jumping in his pants, eager to get out, and he wanted nothing more than to sink it deeply into the depths of her velvety pussy canal.

Col stood up and rolled her over onto her back, he lifted her into a sitting position and grabbed hold of the back of her top where it was tucked into her skirt. He yanked on it and he felt the material slide out of the skirt's waistband and then he eased it up over her head from behind, allowing her to slump back on her pillows as the shirt was sliding up over her shoulders and onto her arms. He eased it off her arms and dropped it onto the floor alongside the bed, and turned back to look at her.

He watched as her chest rose and fell, quietly breathing as she was in a deep sleep. Her nice springy tits were encased in a plain white bra, made out of t-shirt material or something like that. He grabbed hold of the bra and slid that up over her head too, sliding it off her arms and then added it to the pile of clothes. He spread her hair out across the pillow and then took in the picture before him. Her nice titties were standing up in front of him, nipples erect from the cool air conditioning, and just waiting to be sucked on. He lifted up her skirt properly to fully expose her tasty muff hiding underneath, and sat there on the end of the bed, his heart racing.

He was still of two minds about what to do, could he really take advantage of this person he had known for all these years, and then again, how could he not. This was an opportunity he probably would never have again.

He was suddenly snapped out of his thought process when she started mumbling and moaning something he couldn't make out. Then she suddenly spread her legs apart, presenting her lovely pussy to him, almost on a silver platter so to speak. The decision was made and there was no way he could stop now even if he wanted to.

Moving like the flash he was out of his jeans and underwear and back on the bed in a heartbeat. He moved up and began to gently suck on her nipple, enjoying the taste and feel of the little fleshy bud in between his lips. He rolled his tongue around on the tip of it, and then began to suck quietly in earnest, whilst kneading her other tit like it was bread dough. He was enjoying finally getting his hands on these gorgeous tits that he had been fantasising about for years, and as he let the nipple spring out of his mouth, he watched as she parted her lips in pleasure, obviously enjoying the attention she was receiving. He moved up and began to kiss her lustfully on the lips and on some sort of level she responded and kissed him back in a fashion, he enjoyed it nonetheless.

His cock was now well and truly past breaking point and was crying out for some action so he climbed up onto the bed, kneeling between her spread thighs. He wasn't sure how wet she would be so he spit into the palm of his hand and smeared it over his bright red cock head. Inching forwards up the bed, he lined his angry cock up with her tight slit, running the tip of it up and down the pink gash. Then with a slow, firm forward thrust, he began to slide the length of his erect cock into her defenceless pussy. She was tight but she was fairly wet and that made the experience all the more pleasurable for him. He hit bottom, and lay there enjoying the feeling of being balls deep in this wonderful creature beneath him. He pulled back out after luxuriating there for a moment, and began to thrust in and out of her. Each time he hit bottom, his balls slapped against the warm flesh of her arse cheeks beneath him, and sent a tingle up his spine. She moaned ever so slightly, and parted her lips, giving him a perfect view into her mouth, which planted an idea in his head for later on. Working up speed, he began to slowly piston in and out of her, getting faster as he went, enjoying the warm grip her pussy had on the length of his shaft as it violated her again and again.

He knew he wasn't going to last much longer, and after a few more thrusts he pulled out and quickly slid off the bed. He pressed his wet and sticky cockhead against her slightly parted lips, and like a professional cocksucker she opened her mouth and let him slide his cock inside. He only lasted a few strokes fucking her mouth before he began to blast jet after jet of steaming hot cum into the back of her throat. She seemed to know exactly what to do and was swallowing it all down as quickly as it splashed against the inside of her mouth. After a moment it halted and the last few drops oozed out of the tip of his very satisfied cock.

He groaned in pleasure and with a wet plop, pulled his cock out of her mouth. She smacked her lips together in happiness and began to snore.

Col decided he'd better not push his luck and get his butt in gear before anyone discovered what he was doing.

Quickly he redressed her, after dressing himself, and arranged her under the covers. He turned out the light and closed the door behind him, and then made his way back down the hall.

As he passed Natalie's room he noticed that he had left her door open, and he took another peek inside. She was still head down on her desk, snoring loudly, her long hair hiding her face from view. He crept in again, and brushed the hair away from her face, not wanting her to choke or something. He looked at her face for the first time really, she was not an unattractive girl, but her features were usually curled up in a snarl or something whenever he saw her. She was such a bitch to both Ant and him, she really needed to loosen up a bit and get a life, or at least get the broomstick out of her arse.

Col grinned at his own joke, and looked down at the smallish frame asleep before him, it was difficult to believe that someone this petite could hold so much venom.

Col grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back up into an upright position, her head slouched forwards as he did so and she continued snoring. She had no tits to speak of, but like her sister her arse wasn't too bad at all, small and tight. Col thought about this for a moment, a broomstick wouldn't fit up there too easily after all. As his mind wandered, an evil grin spread over his face, a broomstick mightn't fit, but something else would. Did he dare do it? The part of his brain still haunted by all the years of torment and teasing screamed at him that he should go ahead with his evil scheme, and after a moment of debate it won.

He moved behind her again, and grabbed her under the arms, he hauled her up and slid her up over her desk, with her waist and arse hanging over the desk in front of him. He reached around in front of her, and undid the buckle on her belt, then the fastener on her jeans and with a final motion undid the zipper on the fly. Her jeans then sagged down around her knees, presenting her white sensible panties to his lustful view. Eager for revenge he didn't waste any time, and grabbed the elastic waistband hauling the underwear down to her knees. Her pale white arse appearing in all it's glory, he watched as goose pimples appeared on her skin as the cold air danced over her flesh. He slid the chair out of the way with his foot as he eagerly undid his pants, to let his erection free for a second time. He grabbed hold of her tight arse cheeks and spread them apart to reveal her tight quivering arsehole and her bushy black haired pussy beneath it. Lightly he ran his fingertips up and down her arsecrack and then pressed the tip of his finger into her tight little arsehole. He could feel it resisting him, and as he slowly started to press on into her, he felt the muscles contracting even further. Quickly he dashed out of the room, holding his pants up around his waist so he wouldn't trip, and he headed into the bathroom. He searched the cupboards and after a moment found a tub of Vaseline. It was perfect for his needs so he grabbed it and headed back into the room.

Nat was still lying where he had left her, still snoring with her naked arse in the air.

He lubed his finger up and found that after a push or two he managed to ram his finger into her as far as it would go, to be met with a groan of discomfort from the front of the desk.

Standing up, he quickly lubed up his cock and pressed a blob of it into her arsehole. He pressed his excited cockhead up against her puckered opening, and began to forcefully drive his cock into her unreceptive depths. She groaned louder as his cock inched its way inside her tight arse.

"Always wondered what you had up your arse Nat..." he said as he drove the last inch into her depths, pressing his belly up against her cheeks. "Well now I know exactly what it is."

She grunted in pain as she slammed home all the way.

"You are so tight bitch, it's unbelievable," he sighed in pleasure.

He slid his cock almost all the way out, enjoying the feeling of her arse gripping him as he slid each inch back out, and then started to drive it back into her again.

The sensation was so intense, that even after fucking Susie, he knew he wasn't going to last too long in this incredible pleasure pit.

He enjoyed hearing the noises of pain so he picked up speed in time with her discomfort, dragging every last drop of revenge out of this situation.

With one final, powerful thrust, he rammed his entire cock back into her and began to spray her insides with his cum. After a moment or so his cock started to deflate and slid back out of her abused hole.

Col now had to dispose of the evidence. Quickly he dressed and then dragged the sleeping woman's body into the toilet. He sat her there with her pants and panties around her ankles as though she had gone in there to use the facilities. He then headed back to the bathroom and returned the Vaseline, and made his way back downstairs to the medicine cupboard.

He watched happily as Nat began to slowly swallow. The chocolate laxatives that he had broken up and put in her mouth had melted and she was now swallowing them  by reflex. He grabbed a handful of toilet paper and put it in her hand, and then left her there. She was going to be in a real mess when she finally woke up, but there was no way she would realise her sore arse was from anything else than sitting on the toilet all night with a stomach upset. If nothing else it was one further indignity he could expose her to.

It all worked out well for Col, Nat never realised what had happened and Ant said she had whinged about missing an entire night of study due to some damn stomach virus. Susie had apparently sworn off the drink as she had no recollection of her evening and she was worried about something but wouldn't tell Ant what it was. Col knew she had no idea who'd she'd slept with and that was bothering her, but he knew in a few weeks she'd forget and go back to her old ways. All he had to do now was to work out some way to nail Mrs Burke just so he could complete the set so to speak. Perhaps he could convince his mother to have a dinner party, with lots of red wine. Mrs B liked a drop or two and he knew who'd be asked to drive the drunken diners home once they were finished, it would be good old reliable Col, and he'd be only too happy to take them.

Copyright 2006 Victor Ramierez

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