This happened back when I was attending school. A bit of backstory to this, I consider myself fortunate in that I live in a pretty spacious house. My parents are both working so they are out for the better part of the day, which leaves me with full use of the house almost everyday till they return in the evening.
I had a boyfriend back then and he has been over several times. We have a mutual classmate staying pretty near me and occasionally he would join us after school. This incident happened on one of those occasions. It was one of those typical sweltering days where you feel like the sun is out to get you and my boyfriend, the mutual friend and I staggered back into my place after travelling from school. I remember the heat as I offered to turn on the air conditioning while they made themselves comfortable on the couch. My boyfriend brought over some sort of comedy show in a Blu-Ray disc and suggested that we watch it since we were bored and there was nothing remotely interesting (at least to them) in my home.
So, there we were, three people on a couch – one on each seat, settling in for a good time at the movies. I’m on one side of the couch, my boyfriend is in the middle and our mutual friend is on the other end. The guys were both wearing short sleeved shirts and pants while I was in a blouse and knee length skirt.
The first 20 minutes or so of the show was uneventful and I was pretty absorbed with the plot, with the guys dropping random comments as the show progressed. However, I started to feel cold since the air conditioning was on at full blast. So, I went back into my room, grabbed and blanket and covered my bottom half up with it. My boyfriend decided he too was cold and pulled part of the blanket over to cover his bottom half too. Our mutual friend was giving us side glances because of the movement before moving his attention back onto the screen. We both went back to the movie as well, now feeling the warmth of the blanket that we were both under.
As the movie played on, I felt something skim my foot. It was a soft sensation, like a feather drawing up from my ankles to my mid-thigh region. I stiffened up with a sudden realization that my boyfriend has gotten frisky and was running the pads of his fingers up the outer part of my leg that was closest to him. After finishing one stroke, his hand would move back to the bottom and start again. I turned my head slightly and peeked at him but he was facing the screen. As our bodies were not leaning against each other, from the view of any other observer, we were not doing anything. Yet, his hand continued to stroke my thigh again and again, caressing it.
The intimate touch soon started to make me shiver a little as I start to feel tingly at the base of my spine. My mind wandered away from the plot of the movie, partially trying to keep track of the movements underneath the blanket. Slow, agonizing minutes pass as I feel his fingers move from my outer thigh towards my inner thigh, slowly stroking every inch of my skin there while moving closer and closer to the middle. I felt movement on the cough and notice him adjusting himself so he can reach further with his fingers while his body still maintained his current position.
Moment pass and I began feeling mildly warm all over my body. My breathing starts to fluctuate and I had the urge to clamp my thighs together. At this point, he was caressing my inner thighs now, brushing all the way up to the crotch of my panties. The accumulating sensation of pleasure has already made my panties moist and my clit was warm and pulsing slightly to his touch. As I felt his fingers brush upwards, following the contours of my slit to my clit, with his flesh and my flesh only separated by a thin piece of fabric, I had trouble thinking of anything else but just basking in the sensation, craving to be touched.
I shifted my body a little closer to his on the couch, slightly closer so it was easier for our hands to reach each other but not close enough so our other friend will suspect anything. As if discovering an obsession, he starts fondling my slit and clit through my panties. Feeling the pressure of his fingertips through the fabric that is pressed against me and the ache inside me, my hands moved under the blanket and slid up to his zip, unzipping his pants slowly so the sound will not just us away. He moved his left leg up, putting his knee up to keep the blanket from tenting. I grabbed his hard rod through his underwear and started slowly stroking it as he maintains his touch on my slit, ending with a little flick of my clit every time. We starting falling into rhythm, and each motion drew us closer to the edge as we both started breathing heavily and my heartbeat started overpowering the audio from the show.
The dull throb earlier has developed into a pleasurable ache that demands immediate relief. I shifted my right hand towards my skirt, hooking them on the edge of my panties and pulling them to the side so his fingers are not directly touching my wetness. The tingles now concentrated and radiating from my wet opening. His finger continues to slide on my lips, now coated with juices, while I give off a muffled moan trying to make it sound like I was reacting to something that was happening on the show. My fingers continue to build up momentum little by little, jerking him off. The buildup and sustained pleasure almost drove me crazy as I feel the swelling and buildup of the void within me that needs to be filled.
Unknowingly, the show ended. Our friend looks at us and told us that he is going to use the bathroom with a smirk. I stutter out to him that I was going to go into my room to look for a new show for us to watch. Once, we hear the door close, we grab the blanket and both shuffled hurriedly into my room. I closed and locked the door and my boyfriend was immediately on me, his lips pressed against mine, his hands hiking up my skirt and his body pressed up against me with my back to the wall. His hard cock was straining against the material of his underwear still protruding through his zipper while my panties were still pulled to the side, exposing my slit. While pressed against me, he pulled down his pants and his underwear, pressing his hard rod on my bare skin, my arms wrapped around him, trying to press him towards me to fill the void in me.
Knowing that we did not have much time and feeling my warm wetness, he thrust into me, pining me up against the wall while I moved my hips along with his motion, his mouth stifling any moans that I was making. The buildup of arousal earlier, as well as the excitement of possibly being seen earlier by our friend, leading us to one of the most intense pounding sessions I’ve ever had. We were breathing heavily into each other and I felt my body melting into him, turning into a wet puddle. He pumped in and out roughly as I arched my back in ecstasy. Feeling his hot, hard dick penetrating me after that buildup was honestly mind numbing. When my mind started to blank out as I focused solely on the pleasure, he started twitching and I felt him cumming. This brought me to an orgasm as well.
We huddled together, holding each other until our orgasms subsided before falling exhausted onto the bed. He started giving me little kisses as we lay there catching our breaths and listening to our heartbeats for a few moments before hearing the toilet flush and awkwardly getting up.
When we came out of the room, our friend was sitting on the couch with nothing showing on the TV, playing with his phone. He looked at us and asked us what show we found and whether it was any good, his eyes lingering slightly at our slightly crumpled clothes. I like to think that we came to an implicit understanding. He did not allude to what he might have suspected happened, nor did we ever ask what he took so long to do in the bathroom. I still wonder if he did not know and really had to use the bathroom or if he knew and had to relieve himself after watching another ‘show’ for the better part of an hour.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/olh1xs/fm_playing_while_watching_a_movie_with_company