I had been awake for nearing 3 days, driving for a good chunk of it, partying hard for the rest. As my adventure came to an end, I was given something to help me get some long need rest. I took the pill, drank a glass of water and stumbled toward my bed. My grand adventure to New York ended on a less than happy note and I had been in a car for the past 36 hours, literally driving across the country (south to north) and back in under two days.

I had talked to Angela on the phone on the drive up while I was taking my turn as passenger, and told her what was going on. We had left at 3:00 AM out of nowhere, so I didn't have time to let her know then. She said I was being dumb again, but she understood. I was helping a room mate meet some important school deadlines. I called her again on the way back to let her know when I should be getting home. Upon our arrival I started taking nyquil to try and fall asleep, the music becoming a steady hum around me. Little lights were flashing in front of my eyes and whatever movie was playing turned into "The Matrix",while I focused all of my energy on smoking a cigarette. There were way too many chemicals in me to actually let me sleep, though my mind felt like fried eggs and my thoughts were getting less and less coherent

A couple movies and a few cigarettes later one of our friends came to the apartment wit his girlfriend. She offered me a sleeping pill and I graciously accepted. As I felt it kicking in I turned on some music and put on some visuals to drift off too. The gentle beat washed away my unrest, pushing me into a deep slumber. My dreams were vivid, but very surreal. Hours passed as I wandered through my dreamscape, visitng places and people never before seen, the music churning my thoughts like a sonic blender. I came to for a moment, stretching and rolling around. I drifted off again quickly. I was in another strange dream when I felt a tingling in my legs which brought me back to the real world.

I heard the music first, then saw the light cast from my monitor coating the walls in a variety of colors. As was usual when waking up, I had a raging boner. "Morning wood" is maybe my favorite part of waking up, and it always feels great to jerk it just a little bit, even if just for a moment. I had forgotten what woke me up until I realized that I was not the one massaging my cock. Slowly, the pieces started coming together. There was someone else in my bed, with their hand on my erect penis, masturbating for me.

"Rise and shine sleepy head" I heard soft voice coming from somewhere along my side.

"unngghsfffng?" I mumbled. I didn't even know what I was trying to say.

"Right..." she humored me. I recognized that voice. Well, it was her tone of voice really. Angela had a kind of valley girl mixed with hardass and hippy accent. Certain words came out in an almost Irish sounding dialect, but it seemed totally random to me.

My eyes were adjusting to being open again - I had slept in my contacts. I saw her face coming into focus, her features highlighted a soft blue by the display coming from my computer. I blinked a couple more times, then looked at her for a moment. I didn't remember going to bed with her. I pulled her up to me and started kissing her and she complied. She was real, and she was definately getting me off. The color of everything was shifting between blues and purples, reds to oranges, and then greens and yellow, the little designs on my monitor moving with the music. Her skin picked up the light from the monitor and she changed colors as well. Or the drugs still had me a bit loopy. Either way, I began working my way up her shirt, slipping my fingers under her bra and around her breasts as we nipped at each others ears and neck, her hand moving gently up and down my cock the whole time. She shifted until she was on top of me and moved herself downward, kissing along my chest and stomach as she went.

I felt her tongue make contact first , circling my swollen head until her mouth enveloped it entirely. She moves slowly down the shaft until her bottom lip rested on the very base. I could feel her throat closing around my cock as she took in the spurts of precum that flowed freely from the head. She went back up, sucking deeply. One hand went around the shaft as she continued suck me. Soon it turned into both hands jerking me off as she lapped up all my precum.  Her tongue was like a silk sheet flowing around the tip of my cock, warm and loving. She started to take it all in again, using her shoulders to get a nice gyric motion going on. I felt myself about to explode andstarted to pull out but her hands went around my hips and pulled me back to her, taking me faster now, over and over. I couldn't take it... I cut loose into her mouth, some of my hot cum spilling out and dripping down her chin. She licked it off and went back to my cock, sucking every last bit of it.

Her tongue ran up and my cock, still stiff as she toyed with it. I could feel a second wind coming, and I put my hand around the back of her head, gently guiding her back down the shaft. I was throbbing now, her tongue grabbing my cock from all different directions. It was not long before I came again, this time she kept it all inside and swallowed as it came. The suction and pressuer from her swallowing made me cum even harder, my pelvis quivering from the force of it.

"Good morning to you too," I said as she cuddle up next to me.

She just giggled and ran her finger up and down my chest.

 "You rock." I said as I kissed her on the forehead.

"I know."