Vacay with your parents [FM]

When I found out your parents were taking us on a weekend trip to the coast, honestly my first thought was how we’d manage to have sex. I know that’s never what you think about first but you should know by now where my mind always is.

The hotel suite they booked for us all was stunning. A breathtaking view of the ocean and an adorable deck for drinking coffee and watching the sun rise. [And having sex and hoping there’s no one in the pool right close? I know you’d never risk it with your parents right there.] A manageable pull-out couch for us upstairs, and a lovely king-sized bed and everything your parents could ever want downstairs. Obvious problem: no bedroom door. I could hear your parents perfectly clearly down there and I have absolutely no doubt they could hear any of our conversations with ease. So how am I supposed to get you to fuck me like this?

It was on my mind all day. I kept catching myself getting wet in my leggings, hoping you were admiring my yoga ass a little extra today so you wouldn’t be able to resist it later. I made sure to walk up stairs in front of you so you couldn’t not stare. Works every time.

When your parents finally went to bed and switched on their tv, and we got all cuddly in our lumpy fold-out couch, I snuggled in tighter than usual. I faced you so I could press my hips right up to your hips. I know any tiny movement will start getting you hard. And I want to know it’s happening.

I whispered to you extra innocently how great it would be if we could have sex right now because you looked extra hot and we’re on vacation and I want you. As though I hadn’t been planning for this all day. You had no idea. My super quiet whisper and my hips on your cock combined to get you hard before you even knew what I was doing. And it looked like I didn’t know what I was doing either.

“Babe,” I whispered as quietly as I could, right in your ear. “I want you to fuck me.”

I could practically hear you considering. I could feel in your stiffening cock how badly you wanted me. When you reached around for my ass, I knew you’d been watching it all day, and I knew my plan was working.

We could hear your parents downstairs quietly talking about plans for tomorrow’s breakfast over the sound of their tv. There was no way they wouldn’t hear us.

“Can you be silent?” You know I’m not a quiet fuck, babe. You know that was a big ask. But I bit my lip and nodded. I was so turned on. I’d been waiting for this all day, wondering about it all week. I was going to make sure you fucked me in that beachside hotel.

The anticipation was killing me, so I reached down for your cock to seal the deal. No turning back now, babe. You’re in too deep.

You tested my silence then, slipping your hand into my thong and sliding your fingers right up to my pussy, gently slipping one finger in. You worked your finger super slowly around and around my entrance. I was pretty sure even if I managed to keep my mouth shut, the sound of my wet pussy would give us away. I worked so hard to stay silent, to keep my breath even, to listen for any signs that your parents suspected anything. They remained oblivious.

You kept going with your hand, slowly, silently, carefully, and I stayed perfectly still and quiet. It was the most delicious torture. For, you too because it wasn’t so long before you whispered to me to roll over and then you were slipping my thong off all the way and sliding your own boxers off too. We were so careful about the smallest sounds of the couch.

When you flicked my nipple a few times and squeezed my tit hard as you slid into me, my whole body tensed up with the sheer pleasure of it and with the challenge of not moaning loudly. As you slid slowly in and out of me breathing heavily in my ear, whispering as softly as you could, “god you’re tight. you feel so good,” I moved your hand from my nipple to my mouth because I was afraid I wouldn’t make it. I pushed your hand tighter over my mouth so I wouldn’t ruin everything but that turned you on so much you started fucking me faster and harder and still so quietly. I bit down on your finger as you kept going, I felt you getting close; your cock feels so good when you cum and I wanted it so badly that I kept biting and writhing and made no sound at all even though I wanted to yell and moan and tell you to fuck me harder and harder and pull my hair and smack my ass. But the fact that I wanted it to be such a loud fuck and it couldn’t be made it so much hotter, and it must have been for you too because you came and I felt you like I’d wanted to feel you all day and it was exactly what I wanted and your parents were still talking about tomorrow’s plans with the tv on low volume.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7h1d71/vacay_with_your_parents_fm