He, let’s call him Dean, isn’t exactly my type, a bit skinny and a juvenile looking face, but that doesn’t matter as we just get along so well.
We had been kind of hitting of for a while now and would always end up sitting very close next to each other on evenings with friends. Yesterday it was just such an occasion. He was brushing his hand all over my back and legs, sometimes coming to an timid halt on my butt. All of our friends, including us, were pretty drunk already and Dean and I often exchanged deep glances, creating an desiring atmosphere. One time, while playing stupid drinking games, dont ask me how exactly this came up, but he was supposed to squeeze my nipples with pliers. I wasn’t so keen on doing it infront of my friends and also wanted to keep it a bit of a mystery if I really let him do it, so we went to the next door. Again, I looked him into the eyes, myself not sure whether I really wanted this to happen but he was so enthusiastic about it, that I gave in and let him squeeze my nipples. It was really pleasant actually, like nipple clamps I suppose (never used those) and I enjoyed myself.
The night continued on and the sun was soon rising. He and another friend were actually suggesting staying up and just not go to bed, but I know me, I need at least a handful of sleep. So I told them to do whatever they wanted, but went to bed. The bed is a huge king sized mattress, easily fitting the four of us. Shortly after me laying down, they all gave in and went to bed as well. He of course laid right next to me, not repeating the same mistake he did last time we all slept in that bed together. Surly we began cuddling and he was now running his hand all over my body. My arms, my boobs, my waist, butt and legs. I love having my body caressed, so I just laid there enjoying his gentle touches. Gentle touches turned into more eager movements and he was now also playing with my hair, pulling my face towards him. I had kissed him before one time, when I was making a joke about us now being a couple, so we wouldnt always have to drink ok the singles turns. I didnt really noticed, but he must have pulled the blanket up and over our heads, because our friends now were making jokes. “That has to either be the slowest sex I have ever seen or they a making out ALOT” said the other girl. We both just chuckled and started kissing quietly.
I dont really understand why I wanted the kissing noises to be quiet as they already both knew what was going on under that blanket. It must have been between 6 and 8am, that the other two seemed to have finally fallen asleep, but I was still worried that they could see our mischievous activities. It was bright day already and they were sleeping literally next to us, in the same bed, but we didnt care too much no more. We were kissing harder and harder, I was pushing my butt against his crotch and he was reciprocating the movements, sometimes pulling my hip towards him. His hands had now found my boobs and started squeezing them. I was wearing an old sportsbra so he tucked it up and freed them. Swirling my nipples he got them pretty hard fast but he seemed way too excited to care for them anylonger. His hand was soon finding its way towards my crotch. The leggins I was wearing made it easy for him to really work my buttcheeks, so he massaged them a lot. Inbeweet his hand would sometimes wander to the front, like he was checking out if I was ok with him doing that. Of course I was, so I let out some very quite moans only he could hear and rubbed my ass against him some more.
Soon I was really horny and wanted to feel him inside me. I told him so and started pulling my leggins and panty down. He seemed like he didnt really catch on what I was trying to archieve here but anyway, he started making use of his hands again. At first very gently, and heck I love those first few touches on my labia, like a knock on the door. He slit his finger through and devited my pussy lips as I was starting to get really wet. He alterated between touching my clit and circling his fingers around my entrance. When he first slid a finger inside me, I was holding my breath so I wouldnt make a noise and wake our friends. That effort was pretty useless as it soon turned out. He was starting to gently finger me, and it made such juicy noises, that were louder than all of my previous little moans. I was lying against him with my back and he put his other arm around my neck, kinda choking me from time to time. Heck I was so turned on, expecially because of the danger of getting caught.
After a while of him rubbing and fingerbanging my pussy, I really wanted him inside me now so I reached for his dick but noticed it wasnt fully hard, so I started stroking it as good as could in that awkward position. I played with his balls a bit and circles the tip of his dick with a finger that was wet from my juices. Soon he was pretty hard so I was starting to try position me in a way, that he could spoon fuck me, but unfortunately it didnt really happen. My ass is too big and, no shame here, but his dick wasnt big enough to pass my big cheeks easily in that position. I was starting to get kind of frustrated so I turned over and tried to slide his cock into me again. And yet again, the angles and the position didnt really work out, all while trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. We continued with our hands a bit, but we both knew that there was no way of us both cumming in that situation. I was really tired and he probably didnt want to ruin the sheets so we just kissed a last good night kiss and promised we would continue today, at my place. I cant wait!
EDIT: grammar
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ltquiy/fun_under_a_blanket_while_sharing_the_bed_fm