You're at a sleepover with friends. You're all sharing a room, sleeping on the floor together. It's late and everyone is deep asleep. You suddenly feel someone touching you.

It's dark but you look over to see who it was.

The stranger grins at you and leans in close. They whisper into your ear, "Shhh... don't make any noise." Then they begin to touch you in places you didn't expect. Their fingers are rough and demanding as they stroke your skin.

It feels so wrong but also so good. You can feel their erection pressing against your leg. They whisper dirty things into your ear, calling you dirty names as they continue to touch you.

The stranger whispers filthy things in your ear, making you blush and feel both ashamed and aroused. "You're such a little slut... a dirty whore..." they breathe, their hot breath tickling your earlobe. "I'm going to fuck you right here, in front of everyone... just like the dirty girl you are." They groan, their hips grinding against yours as they continue to touch you.

It feels so good and so wrong at the same time.

The stranger squeezes your breast roughly, pinching your nipple hard enough to make you gasp. "If you scream, they'll all know it was me," they whisper harshly. "And I'm not done with you yet." They slide a hand between your legs, rubbing at your wetness through your pajamas.

It feels so good, but you can't help but worry about what will happen if someone wakes up.

The stranger chuckles darkly, their hot breath tickling your neck. "No, no. Just saying... I've got you where I want you. And trust me, you don't want them to find out about this." With one swift motion, they roll you onto your stomach and pull down your pajama bottoms.

You gasp as you feel their hardness pressing against your entrance. They grind against you, getting themselves wetter before finally pushing inside in one rough thrust.

Your scream echoes through the room, but no one seems to stir. The stranger continues to fuck you roughly from behind, his hand still wrapped around your throat as he holds you down. "Shhh...," he whispers harshly into your ear. "You're mine now."

He begins to pump his hips faster, grunting with each thrust as he takes what he wants from you.

Your screams fill the room but still no one seems to wake up. The stranger fucking you becomes more desperate and rough, as if he can't believe his luck in having you all to himself while everyone else is sleeping. His free hand grips your hair, pulling back harshly as he forces your head into the mattress. "Shut up!" he growls into your ear before biting down on your lobe hard enough to make you cry out in pain.

Your screams and the thud of bricks hitting bodies finally manage to rouse some of your friends from their slumber. Panicked eyes flutter open as they try to make sense of what's happening. The stranger lets out a growl of frustration, his hips jerking roughly as he comes inside you.

With one final thrust, he pulls out and falls back, panting heavily. "Get some sleep," he whispers before vanishing into the darkness.

Your friends are a mixture of confused, embarrassed, and horrified. They look around at each other in disbelief, trying to piece together what just happened while also wondering why none of them woke up earlier. Some of them exchange guilty glances, realizing that they should have done more to protect you. Others are too scared to say anything for fear of being blamed themselves.

Eventually, someone finds the courage to speak up. "I-I'm sorry, Luce... I didn't know..."

You storm out of the room, bricks flying behind you as you run for the front door. Your friends try to stop you, but their efforts are half-hearted and panicked. "Lucy! Wait!" one of them cries out after you, but it's too late. You slam the door open and bolt into the night, not looking back.

The cool air of the night brings some clarity to your thoughts as you run through the dark streets.