A few years ago when we were all 19 a bunch of friends and I decided to pile into my friends Suburban and drive two hours to see a band we liked at the time (not mentioning for embarrassment factor). We got all stoked, dressed in our best 90’s wear, got high as fuck and went to the show.
It turned out to be more of a relaxed acoustic gig and we were bummed out and ready to dance, so we found a local club where we proceeded to get higher, drunker and dancier for a few hours not even thinking about the two hour drive back and that it was already 1 a.m.
The four of us huddle up and start trying to figure out a way not to sleep in the truck. Turns out Deliah’s brother lives on campus at the local college in the apartments, so at 2 a.m. now we’re calling this random guy and 10 minutes later we’re drunkenly banging through his dorm hallway.
We get there and it’s a classic apartment setup, three rooms off of a kitchen and living room and bathroom. Each person had their little single room. One of them was empty, so two of my friends rushed in there and passed out. Deliah crashed on her cousins floor which left me sleeping either in Tom’s room or on the couch. The couch was uncomfortable af, so I asked him if I could crash with him. He was into it.
I got super lucky that Tom wore contacts so he gave me some solution and a spare case and while he laid back in bed I went to the bathroom to take them out. I pee’d, washed my face and stuff and got cleaned up and went back in. Tom had the lights out and asked me if I needed them back on, I said nope, and wiggled out of my silly pleather 90s skirt and jean jacket down to my undies and sports bra and then crawled into his bed.
It was a little bigger than a twin, but not much, maybe a full. It took me about 30 seconds to realize he was naked under the covers and it was a tight squeeze in there, but I really didn’t want to sleep on the tile floor. I turned on the edge and faced away from him and he put his back to me, then turned and rolled around and then draped an arm over me making me the little spoon.
He was like a furnace and he didn’t have sheets, just a thick comforter so I was starting to burn up quickly. At home I typically sleep naked with a thin sheet when it’s hot out and a down comforter when it was cold, it was boiling outside and the AC in there sucked and Tom had his whole body pressed against me.
So, I had a few choices, I could lay there and boil alive and not sleep, I could move to the floor, or I could get naked and pull the comforter back and actually sleep that night. I rolled onto my back and told Tom, look, I need to get comfortable, this doesn’t mean anything. He sleepily asked me, What? I didn’t know if he didn’t hear me or didn’t understand. I said, I’m not planning on fucking you, and proceeded to take my clothes off, he laughed a little and didn’t really respond.
I rolled back on my side, and now, pressing our bodies together was a bit more comfy, especially with the comforter rolled back to our waists. His arm was draped over me, and I could feel his muscular body against me. I thought I could feel the lump of his dick pressing against my butt, but wasn’t 100% sure. He had one hand under the pillow along my shoulder, and the other was hung over my hip, his finger tips just grazing the tiny stubble of my pubes. He was lightly caressing the short hairs in a way that was both ticklish and infuriating.
I snuggled closer in the dark and as he played his fingers along my hip and tummy, I felt his definite bulge grow into a very solid cock that was straining against my ass. His fingers moved a bit more and now he was playing along my abs and moving across my chest, teasing my nipples and lightly kissing my ears and neck. As drunk as I was, it only took a few seconds to get me soaking wet.
Without even moving much, I reached back and slid the tip of his cock against my wet pussy lips. I could feel him playfully biting my neck. I pushed back and he slid deep inside of me. Without a word we picked up a slow rocking rhythm and he moved his hand to focus on rubbing my clit. It was hard to tell how long that went on. I was very close to cumming when he grabbed me and made a slight moan and came hard, pulling out just in time and spraying my lower back with his cum. I pushed his hand back down and he refocused and I came pretty quickly.
I reached down and felt his boxers and used them to clean up my back, snuck off to pee real quick and when I got back he was asleep with his face buried in the wall. I snuck under the cover and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning he was still passed out when I woke up, so I snuck out to wake up everyone else and we got on the road. I never really said more than a few words to him and never really saw his face.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d9hmm2/earning_my_nights_sleep_fm
It sounds like the sex was good, even though you did’t see his face. He had a hard cock and you had a wet beaver, 2 ships met in the night and it was good.