She was just supposed to crash at my place…then she climbed into my bed at 3AM and rode me raw

I wasn’t expecting anything that night. She’s a friend of a friend, cool girl, kind of wild but chill. She needed a place to crash after a night out, and I said sure no expectations, just being decent. She showed up in an oversized t-shirt, no pants, no bra. When she bent over to take her shoes off, I caught a glimpse of her bare ass, and I swear my brain short-circuited. I played it cool. Gave her a mattress in the corner and went to bed.

But around 3AM, I felt her sliding into my bed. Not shy, not careful just warm skin pressing into my back, her hand slipping under the covers like it had every right to be there. And then she just whispered, “Let me ride it.”

I was still half-asleep and hard as fuck, and before I could say anything, she was straddling me. Pulled up her shirt, reached down, and slid me inside her bare. No warning, no condom, just pure, dripping heat. She was soaking. And tight. And so goddamn wet I thought I was dreaming.

She moved like she needed it. Slow at first, grinding down, whispering my name and clenching every time I hit that spot deep inside her. Then she leaned in and kissed my neck, saying she hadn’t been fucked like this in forever, that she just wanted to feel full, to be used.

I grabbed her hips and fucked up into her while she rode me, both of us a mess of breath and sweat and low, filthy moans. She came hard shaking, clawing at my chest then collapsed on top of me, still letting me stay deep inside her while she caught her breath.

She didn’t say much after. Just curled up, naked and wet, on my chest and passed out like nothing just happened.

In the morning, she got dressed, smiled at me like we hadn’t just done the dirtiest thing I’ve done all year, and said, “Thanks for the bed.”

And yeah… I’d let her use it again. Anytime.