you will probably not like this post. Actually, if you're a prude, you probably won't like this blog at all. And you're probably not reading it. So we're all good! For the rest of you, you might judge me a tad, but I think you're still going to like it.
I hooked up with D. while other people were in the room. I know, gasp. But in my defense, it was a big room. And we were very horny. D.'s two friends were staying with him—on an air mattress on the floor—and we were going to stay at my apartment, but we all went to a bar and D.'s place was just so close. And I didn't feel like trekking to my apartment. So that was that.
D.'s friends were more than just a little buzzed and they quickly passed out on the air mattress and began snoring. And I took that as a cue to start having the sessay time.
I surprised D. by pulling off his tee and shorts then stripping down. Then, after making sure that Buzzed and Buzzed-er were still snoring away, I got on top of him totally nekkid. D. was pretty much paralyzed with fear of being caught so I took his right hand and pressed it between my legs. I kept my hand over his as he began to move his fingers inside of me. It was really difficult not to let out a single moan or even a heavy breath. But I let D. keep going.
I leaned down so I was on my hands and knees, my face hovering over his face, allowing him better access to my naughty bits. At one point, I started to let out a noise, but D. clamped his mouth over mine and kissed me hard. It was seriously hot.
Then he flipped me over and got on top, spreading my legs with his knee and pushing himself inside me. He started thrusting, but it was causing a creak-squeak noise over and over. We heard Mr. Buzzed shift on the air mattress (luckily it was loud as all hell) and we immediately froze. Then his snoring resumed, letting us know that it was safe to resume thrusting.
To avoid making noise I lifted my hips so when D. pressed against me, I didn't get pushed into the bed.
"It's like we're having astronaut sex," I whispered. And it really was. Very weightless-feeling and a bit strange.
After a few minutes, I got ballsy and decided I wanted to be on top so we repositioned. I'm not gonna lie—I was watching Buzzed and Buzzed-er almost the whole time, making sure they didn't wake up. Definitely not the best thing to be paying attention to when you're having sex, but hey, it is what it is.
I leaned back on my hands so that my back was arched and D. was hitting my G-spot. My breathing started getting heavy and I let out a whisper of a moan. D. reached up and hooked his thumb in my mouth to quiet me. I closed my lips around it and sucked. I know, very porn star-esque. Except of course for the lack of pleasure noises.
I came quickly—and fairly silently—and D. followed soon after. He looked he was concentrating a hell of a lot to keep from letting out a massive groan. It was actually really sexy to watch him try to contain himself.
Afterward, we lay under the covers catching our breath and giggling (yes, D. giggled) about our naughty little "public" hookup. And D.'s two friends didn't act weird this morning, which makes me think they didn't realize what went on just a few feet from them.
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