My husband and I were invited over to our friends house for a birthday party. They are a very sweet couple who we’ve known for years now. Our husbands hit it off instantly when they first started working together and soon after we all became fast friends. Anyway, we gladly accepted the invitation to her birthday celebration.
They have a lovely, two bedroom home in a new development just on the other side of town. The party was great, there were tons of delicious food, drinks, and yummy desserts. As the party began winding down and the crowd thinned, they broke open a bottle of wine that we had brought to the party. Soon, it was only the four of us, so we sat out on their patio and talked until way after dark. We had stopped drinking, but were still feeling the effects so we decided we would call a cab to take us home. They would have nothing of it and insisted we stay there for the night. It didn’t take much convincing for us to agree.
We talked until well after midnight, at which point we all decided we’d had enough and were ready to call it a night. The guest bedroom was small but had beautiful decor. There was a twin bed which was less roomy than our bed at home, but it was more than fine. I don’t know the exact time, but it was early in the morning when my husband woke me up and said “Baby! You hear that?”. “Hear what?” I said sleepily. “You don’t hear that? I think they’re fucking!” he said. I listened and could hear what seemed like a bed creaking and muffled voices. It definitely sounded like they were having sex. “Well, good for them,” I replied. “Besides, it’s their home and none of our business.” I rolled over and attempted to go back to sleep. I had just drifted off when my husband woke me up again, kissing my neck. His hard cock pressed against my ass.
“Come on, baby, slip those shorts off” he whispered as his fingers nudged into the waistband. We kissed as his hand slipped under my shirt and cupped my breasts. His kiss and his touch were beginning to get to me. “I love you, baby! Touch me! Finger my pussy!” I whispered. The thought of where we were left my mind. At that point, I just wanted my husband. I let out a soft whimper as I felt his fingertip circle my clit and then spread my pussy lips. He began to finger me, first with one finger, then two. “Mmmmm, baby! Your gonna make me cum doing that! Your fingers feel so good, but I want your cock! I want your dick inside me now!” I panted as I grabbed his hard dick.
He got on top of me in that small bed and I opened my legs for him, aching for his cock to fuck my wet pussy. I gasped as he slid inside me, then my body clenched in orgasm. “Oh, baby! I’m….” His lips and tongue silenced me before I could finish my sentence. “Sssh, you don’t want them to hear us do you?” he whispered as his slow thrusting commenced. He filled me so perfectly that I didn’t care. But he did have a point. “Shut up and fuck me!” I breathed. He thrust into me in slow, deep, even strokes. The covers were kicked off the bed, and we were lost in our lovemaking. We kissed again as I orgasmed for a second time.
“Let me turn on my side so you can take me from behind!” I said. We maneuvered until I was on my side and he was behind me. I lifted my leg to give him full access to my pussy, and he re-entered me with a little more force this time. His hand grasped my breast as he began thrusting. I put my hand between my legs and rubbed my clit while he fucked me. “Baby, I’m gonna cum soon! You feel so good. Don’t think I’m gonna last much longer!” he softly groaned in my ear. “Cum, baby! I want to feel you cum inside me!” I moaned, on the verge of another orgasm. He groaned, then pushed deep inside me as I felt his cock throb and release his hot cum into me. This sent me over the edge as well.
We lay there for several moments, basking in our pleasure before getting dressed. “Good morning, you two! Hope you both slept well,” she said with a smile as we entered the kitchen. “Looks to be a pleasant morning!” Then she looked at me and gave a little wink. Ever heard of the expression, “If these walls could talk”? Well, I guess in some ways walls can talk Lol.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/l9x5rg/fm_hearing_our_friends_in_the_other_room