Every year, my ex and his brother would go to a convention together. We had a lot of fun, but we always shared a room with two beds. This always got on my nerves a bit, because I very rarely had alone time with my ex.
After a long day at the convention, my ex and I returned to the hotel room, his brother already asleep, snoring loudly.
I went to take my shower and my ex did the same. We climbed in to bed, spooning; I am always the little spoon. I laid there, ready to attempt sleep….
But it seemed like my ex had other plans. He was being particularly handsy this night; he kept touching my boobs and gently squeezing them. Eventually, his hand wandered up my shirt and he played with my nipples.
I assumed nothing would happen aside from some teasing, which was unfortunate because this was making me pretty turned on. But we both knew I was too loud for him to try to do anything to me; it would be an awkward situation.
Or so I thought. After awhile, he slid his hand down to my inner thigh and started very lightly rubbing very close to my pussy. At that point, I knew I was about to figure out if I can stay quiet.
After a bit of teasing over my shorts, he brought his hand up and slid it under my shorts and underwear, and placed his fingers gently on my clit. He rubbed softly as I pushed back in to him, trying to stay quiet.
I then felt his fingers slipping inside of my pussy. I couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan; I had wanted it too badly and the feeling of warmth inside of me was too good. He pumped them in and out, slowly at first, but then with increasing intensity.
It was too difficult for me to stay quiet so I shoved my face in to a pillow to block out the sound. Luckily, it worked.
He kept going until I orgasmed, as quietly as I could, with the help of the pillow in my face.
We breathed a collective sigh of relief as we heard his brother still snoring, fast asleep. He was a heavy sleeper and that worked in our favor for sure.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uc2e3a/hotel_room_fun_fm