My College Sleepover Getaway: Snoozing During My Favorite Thing, Sex!

My College Sleepover Getaway.

Summer was about to begin.  My girlfriend’s from college and I wanted to take full advantage of our time off before we had to get back to school. One of my best friends, Kristin, had a family cabin deep in the woods.  We all decided to pack up and head out to spend a full week hiking, swimming, and well, getting drunk! There was only one worry on my mind which was keeping my hands to myself.  I’m not some sort of pervert, but since I was old enough to have any sexual feelings, something would happen after I went to bed. I had a sleep condition called Sexsomnia. Once my eyes were shut I could do anything from moaning to masturbating to well…you know. All I could hope for was that it didn’t get in the way of my college sleepover getaway.

I love sex.

Always have. Needless to say that I even dream of it is a given. For most people, that’s perfectly harmless. I’ve read countless articles on wet dreams and moreover, waking up in a mess. This was not wet dreaming. This is acting out what you want while you’re in a deep, nearly unwakeable sleep. Much like sleepwalking, all sorts of things can happen to someone during an episode of Sexsomnia. What one with this problem can only hope is that there is no one else around to witness what can happen. Unfortunately one of my worst spells would happen during my college sleepover getaway. I had never spoken of my “problem” to any of my girlfriends. What would happen next would be a night that no one would ever forget, except for me of course!

College sleepover getaway night one.

After a long day lounging around the lake in our bikinis, we headed home to have some dinner. After drinks by the bonfire, everyone headed inside to sleep. We had a big hike ahead of us the next day and needed plenty of rest. I told everyone I would be up in a minute but stayed up all night watching old movies. I couldn’t risk it! What could I do? the next day I was of course completely exhausted. Everyone kept telling me I looked tired. Still, I couldn’t tell them! I had too much shame. Was there a way to lock myself in a room? What if I sleep crawled out the window? I  was in a complete dilemma. I started to think of an alternative. Maybe if I got super drunk…my body wouldn’t be able to move? I had to give it a try! 

 My college sleepover getaway depended on it!

That night I was taking shots left and right and chasing them down with margaritas. My college sleepover getaway had to be a success! I just wanted to fit in. When the time came to where we could drink no more, we headed to bed. I hardly remember getting there, but I do remember however be woken up. “Wake up! What the fuck are you doing?” I heard several of my girlfriends scream. As I opened my eyes my friend Kristin’s pussy was right in my face, well actually in my mouth. So much for drinking through to the other side! I apologized and said I would explain in the morning.

After heading downstairs, I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow on the couch.

I remember having vivid dreams until, once again, I was woken up by… “What the FUCKKKK!!!” My eyes slowly opened to me riding… a cock this time! I looked to my left and there stood my friend Kristin screaming “What the fuck..Dad? He threw me off, and while looking at his daughter, he said “Kristin I thought you were the only one here! I didn’t have my contacts in sweetheart!”

So much for my College Sleepover Getaway.

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