THE CONTEXT
It was one of those nights where my best friend thought it would be a great idea to have a huge party in his parent’s home while they were on vacation. My usual group of friends was there, so I was quite comfortable despite being really introverted back then, but there were many other people that usually don’t party with us. There was this girl, Sarah, that I did not know that much. She’s usually shy and innocent looking, so i was surprised she was there. It’s the first time I saw her at a party, and I always had the impression that she’s a bit boring, unfounded since I don’t know her. I don’t how, probably thanks to alcohol, we started talking quite a lot.
We have fun doing stupid things, beer was flowing, we drunkenly dance, I flirt a bit with Sarah but I don’t focus on her that much and have a great time with my friends. It’s now something like 4 AM and most people are passed out drunk, my friends and I are starting to be exhausted so we decide to go to sleep. Before the party we had set up inflatable mattresses on the floor of my friends garage. So that was the plan, 6 guys sleeping on the floor of the garage, boring.
We were all getting into our sleeping bags and getting ready to sleep when suddenly Sarah appeared, she did not know where to sleep because she had not prepared anything. We had one bed too much, the one next to me, so we tell her she can have it.
15 minutes later, we’re talking, whispering to each other to not bother the others too much, no one else is making noise so I assume they are sleeping, but it’s too dark to see anything so I can’t be sure.
We got a bit touchy while talking and thankfully the opening of my sleeping bag was on her side so I opened it to have more freedom of movement. As we whisper she gets closer to me, and during a long silence she puts her hand on my chest.
THE ACTION
I was wearingjust my underwear in my sleeping bag and feeling her warm hand on my skin suddenly excites me. I am a bit drunk so I make what many would call a stupid move: I grab her hand and directly put it over my boxer, right where my dick is. She must be quite shocked because nothing happens for a few seconds, which gives me the time to realise what I just did and I start to panic… Even more when she says, with a disappointed tone: “waw, I would not have thought you were a guy like that…”. My face is now red as a tomato and I wonder if it’s so intense that it might glow in the darkness. I scramble my words to apologise. She quickly slides her hand into my boxer and grabs my dick. Which surprises me so much I stop talking right away. She says “so that’s what you want?” while starting to slowly stroke it. She has a somewhat dominating attitude and I don’t dare to say anything back.
I quickly realise something drunk me did not think about: the friction against the synthetic material of my sleeping bag makes so much noise. In this silent room, it feels so loud, even though she is not really going fast right now. I’m starting to be really stressed that it will wake up everyone. Our beds are all next to each other and they are so small I can actually feel the guy sleeping right next to me. I wonder if we can move anywhere else but the house is packed with sleeping people and it’s now raining.
Sarah does not seem to care, she is steadily continuing her motion. I try to slow her down by grabbing her hand, but she won’t let me: she partly goes over me, she uses the hand I grabbed to aggressively push my hands back, while her other hand gets to business. I shyly justify myself “it’s making so much noise” but she answers back “you’re the one that started this, you don’t get to complain”. Then she aggressively kisses me. And she slowly increases her pace. It feels really good and I start to realise the consequences of my actions. I wonder what I am going to do when she gets me close to orgasm. I don’t have tissues or anything that I could use. I attempt to slow her down again and tell her “if you continue, there will be cum everywhere, what am I going to do ?”. She completely ignores me “that’s your problem, not mine”.
I feel more and more dominated by her, I try my best to push the fabric away from all that rubbing. I manage to muffle the sound to what seems a more acceptable level.
She’s not going that fast, but the perfect way she lightens the pressure while going down then tightens it going back up feels amazing. It does not take long for me to feel the beginning of a climax, she seems to realise I tense up… and she suddenly stops, I gasp and pathetically try to fuck her hand but she’s over me so that’s not going to be enough motion. She makes fun of me “I thought you wanted me to stop?”. I don’t know what I want. Now I wonder if she is going to let me cum, but then I wonder what if the others wake up, or what am I gonna do with my sleep sack full of semen. I am not the one who decides anyway, I feel completely at her mercy.
After a few seconds to let me cool down, she starts again faster and harder this time, her grip tightens so much it almost hurts, but not enough for it to stop feeling good. The noise from the fabric is so loud I feel like there is a train passing right next to the house. Despite the pleasure, I panic and try to stop her: “it’s going to wake up everyone!”, she goes faster “I don’t care”, she says. I try to stop her again, I grab her hand desperately trying to slow it down. But I am surprised by how strong she is, again she pushes my hands back. This time she tells me: “Listen, everytime you try to stop me, I’ll jerk you off even faster than before” -she instantly proves it- then she whispers in my ear “so why don’t you just give up and let yourself go?”
I obey and tilt my head back on my pillow, I am just laying on my back, not moving at all. She keeps that fast pace steady for what seem like minutes. The noise feels like the loudest thing that ever existed. I feel increasingly strong waves of pleasures and then I tense up. This time she does not stop at all, I feel the orgasm coming. I attempt to grab my dick and angle it towards my belly to control the mess that’s about to happen, but she does not let me. I give up, I can’t hold it any longer, I explode and my orgasm lasts for a good 20 seconds. She does not stop at all while I am spraying thick sperm all over my sleeping bag. Then she makes sure to wipe her hands on it too while giggling.
After coming back to my senses, I attempted to give her something back. I caressed her and slowly moved my hand towards her pussy, but when I got there she pushed me back and told me “I don’t want you to do anything to me”, she sounded really serious and the fact that she did not seem wet added more credibility to her sentence, so that left me very confused by this whole interaction. I still am today. I did not question her and told her “Waw, no one ever made me cum like that”, to which she replied “and that only the first time I made you cum…” implying that there would be more.
AFTERMATH
Surprisingly, no comments were made the next day and it seems not a single person woke up, those guys must have been really drunk. She mostly acted like nothing happened, except when we ended up alone for a moment, while cleaning up I dropped something by mistake and she jokingly mocked me “Stop, it’s making so much noise”. to which I answered, “you seem quite proud of yourself” and she whispers in my ear “I am, are you proud of your sleeping bag ?”. Rolling up tight a sleeping back full of cum back into its bag was not fun, but that’s without a doubt the best handjob I have ever got.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fqbznh/f_innocent_looking_girl_forces_me_to_fill_by
But was that the only time you two have been frisky?