I wrote a story a few weeks ago about Liv and I, and mentioned that we met while studying in Europe and have been best friends and sexual partners ever since. Some of you asked for some stories from when we lived in Europe, so here’s one of our first sexual encounters. Spoiler alert, we don’t actually have sex in this story – but there’s lots of public riskiness, oral, touching, and the type of teasing that a new budding relationship brings about. At the time of all this happening, we were both 19.
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After a long Thursday morning full of classes, a six hour train ride, and a hearty German dinner, three out of our group of seven decided to call it a night and rest up for our weekend exploring Hamburg. Being college students on a budget, we had all opted two weeks ago to stay in the cheapest hostel room possible: 12 bunk beds in three rows separated by large metal storage lockers, 24 people, all sleeping in the large basement illuminated only by a few dim, perpetually lit red lights in the ceiling.
At the time it sounded like a fun experience – our group of 7 plus 17 other random people we could meet from all over the world. However, a week before the trip the subtle flirting and teasing between Liv and I had finally culminated in us hooking up. A 2AM makeout in our dormitory’s common area that led to me seeing Liv orgasm sliently for the first time while fingering her under her skirt. In the days following our first hookup and leading up to our current trip, we had snuck off at every opportunity to explore each other’s body.
We still hadn’t gone all the way, but one of us had cum pretty much every day during that week – a blowjob in an empty train car, going down on her in an empty classroom in the middle of the night, silently fingering her to another orgasm in my bathroom while my roommate slept just outside … safe to say I was definitely regretting not having a private room for our weekend in Hamburg. At the very least, Liv and I had managed to snag a bunk bed in the back corner of the room. The next bed about 10 feet away was partially obscured by the large lockers, but it wouldn’t be difficult for anyone passing by to see us sleeping.
After walking our three friends back to the room, myself, Liv, and our newfound friends/classmates: Eva from Croatia, and Lukas from Austria, set out to explore the night. We barhopped for a few hours, met some interesting local students, and eventually found our way buzzed and excited to a small techno/house club. At some point amidst the music and crowd of people, Liv and I got separated from Eva and Lukas and our new local friends. Taking advantage of our time alone amidst the crowd and darkness, we danced together for the first time. One thing about Liv – she’s an amazing dancer. She trained as a figure skater for a long time, and those skills have now graced her with moving effortlessly on a dance floor.
Feeling her body grind against mine, sneaking in the occasional kiss or sensual touch while we moved together amidst the crowd, and losing ourselves to the heavy bass and techno – I felt like I was in another world. Soon our dancing gave way mostly to fervent kissing. If I remember correctly Liv had me pressed against a wall and was half grinding into me and half making out with me when Eva found us again. We shared a quick laugh and a cheeky jab or two over the situation, but quickly rejoined our friends.
An hour or so later we decided to call it a night, bid farewell to the local students, and started our walk back to the hostel. The entire way Liv and I were sharing secretive glances – I could tell that she was still just as turned on as I was, but we kept it to ourselves as we chatted and walked with Eva and Lukas. We made it back to our basement bunker shortly after 3:00 AM and quietly navigated between the dark beds of snoring travelers to grab our sleeping clothes and toiletries. After a quick freshen up and change in the gender separated bathrooms I figured it was time to finally go to sleep.
Back in our dark corner Liv and I shared a silent, lingering kiss goodnight and crawled into our tiny bunks. Liv wanted to sleep up top – something about her mom never letting her sleep on the top bunk as a kid, and I playfully assisted her climb the shaky ladder by slipping my hands beneath her tiny gray cotton shorts and squeezing her firm little butt. She flashed me a cheeky grin and winked before crawling under the covers, to which I did the same.
Still buzzing off the energy from the night, and the loud ringing in my ears from the music, I laid in bed staring up at the bottom of her bed. I took a moment to reflect on the past week, how everything had happened so fast and been so intense, but so passionate and fun. I also tried to calm myself down, as the events of the night and the past week had kept me turned on pretty much 24/7.
Just as I was finally starting to feel myself getting sleepy, Liv’s head popped over the railing and looked down at me. She quietly whispered, asking if I had fallen asleep yet, to which I silently stuck my head out and shook no. Within a few seconds she had delicately crept down and slid in beside me on our tiny bottom bunk, trying and partially failing to keep the bed from creaking too much. Thankfully the noise was probably lost amongst the sound of at least a dozen people snoring. Seriously though, if you’re doing some post-covid travelling and think saving a few bucks a night by staying in that big of a room is worth it, you better be a super heavy sleeper.
Liv slipped in between me and the concrete wall, pulled the surprisingly heavy comforter over our heads, and whispered to me, her lips brushing against the side of my face as we spoke. I don’t remember our exact conversation, but it went something like this, probably interjected with a kiss between each sentence:
“I had a really fun time tonight.” — “Me too … actually, I’ve had a really fun time this past week”
“Yeah … me too. I’ve been thinking about this, and about us. I know a couple days ago I said I wanted to keep this just as a fun fling, but I want to be honest in that I definitely noticed myself tonight catching some feelings for you Ollie”
“That makes me really happy to hear … I think I’ve noticed the same. Do you want to talk about this now, or …” My voice trailed off as I felt her fingers graze against my skin behind the waistband of my light gym shorts. Our lips pressed together, then I felt her soft tongue brush against mine ever so slightly.
She pulled away, then whispered in her soft, teasing voice “mmm, I definitely want to talk about this, but let’s talk tomorrow when we’re both totally sober and not super horny”. I responded with some sort of corny line like “So you’re saying you’re horny right now?”, before pressing my body into hers, and kissing her neck. As I started to gently kiss, suck, and bite on her neck she let out a moan. A quiet moan, but still loud enough for someone to hear. I quickly reached up and stuck a finger in her mouth, and looked up at her and motioned for her to stay quiet.
She nodded, looking so sensual and submissive with hungry eyes and my finger between her mouth, then began to swirl her tongue around my finger as I returned to kissing her neck. I pressed my leg between hers and felt her slowly grind against my thigh as my lips made their way to her collarbone, slightly exposed by her wide-necked sleep shirt. My hand that wasn’t busy keeping her quiet found its way to her soft stomach, then crept up to find out that she was braless. My hand slid over her bare breast, her hard nipple sliding between my pointer and middle finger. I gently squeezed and felt her bite down on my finger as she pressed her crotch harder against my thigh.
After a couple moments of this, I could sense her breath getting deeper. Her hand which had been beneath my waistband started to move again, and I did my best to stay silent as her fingers brushed up against my now rock hard cock. I pulled her top up just enough to expose her breast and took her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it and tugging slightly. She bit down harder on my finger – enough to actually hurt this time – but I dutifully continued. Soon her hand was wrapped around the base of my cock, pumping slowly, occasionally spreading copious amounts of precum around my tip.
My free hand made its way down to her shorts, first sliding behind to squeeze her butt and control her hips as she rocked back and forth on my leg. As my fingers wrapped around the back of her firm butt cheek, one of my favorite sexual feelings, I could feel warm, damp heat coming from between her thighs. I dipped a finger between her cheeks and was greeted by a near puddle of wetness – feeling her so turned on sent shivers down my spine.
I squeezed and played with her ass, my fingers pressing just up against the edge of her silky opening. The angle wasn’t great, and noticing the heat and desperation building between us I backed off slightly. I pulled my hand out from her shorts, then released her nipple from my mouth, finally sliding my finger out of her mouth as I quietly slid back up to face her. We briefly pulled the comforter down to get some air and longingly locked eyes. We could both tell just how desperately we wanted each other, but also wordlessly acknowledged the inopportune setting we found ourselves in.
As I contemplated my next move, Liv broke the silence and whispered in my ear “I really want your cock inside of me …” her voice trailing off as she resumed jerking me off under the covers “ … but I don’t want to wake someone else up or make them uncomfortable.” Part of me was relieved hearing her say that – I mean I definitely have a thing for being risky and kinky in public, but in such a confined space and having it be our first time – it just didn’t feel quite right.
I told her I agreed and she cuddled into my shoulder. Shortly thereafter though we resumed kissing, then touching, her hand wrapping around me again and my fingers now sliding under the front of her shorts, teasing her wetness again. But it was now her turn to break away and slow down. She pulled the cover back over us, then gave me a look I’ll never forget and asked “Promise you’ll be quiet?”. Before I could so much as nod, she had disappeared below the thick blanket.
I felt her hands sliding my shirt up to my chest, then felt her warm tongue tracing a line down my body. I did my best to lie perfectly still and quiet as she kissed across my waistband, then lifted my hips ever so slightly as she pulled my shorts down to my upper thighs. I quickly peaked above the blanket and looked down; if someone was looking they could definitely tell something was weird, but it wasn’t super obvious what was happening. I was turned on my side still and she was up against the wall, and me being a lot taller and wider than her hid her pretty well. Feeling a little relieved, I ducked back under the covers just as she placed the tip of my cock between her soft lips, her warm, wet tongue swirling around it.
I’m naturally someone who moans a lot during sex, so it was especially hard not to make any noise. She started to take me deeper into her mouth – all of her movements were delicate, slow, and gentle. My dick was basically throbbing and begging for release after being hard and turned on for hours now, and I could feel every little movement of her lips and tongue. The warmth of her mouth spread throughout my entire body, and I reached down to squeeze her wrist and play with her hair, gently rubbing the sides of her head as she bobbed back and forth.
As she continued I could feel my orgasm building … my mind started to go blank – the only thing I could sense was her lips wrapped around my cock, now mostly sucking at the tip and flicking her tongue under my head. I struggled between consciously staying silent and wanting to give in to the pleasure, and soon started squeezing her wrist and uncontrollably quivering slightly to let her know I was close.
After just a few more moments I whispered as softly as I could that I was going to cum, and felt my entire body stiffen and my core spasm as I released rope after rope of cum into her mouth. She gently pumped her hand back and forth and wrapped her other arm around my lower back, holding me still as she took all of my cum into her mouth. When I came back to reality I noticed just how hard I was clenching my jaw and eyes closed, and relaxed slightly, feeling a wave of sexual tension wash off of me.
She shimmied back up to my face and kissed me, her lips wet and warm. We made out for a moment and she played with my hair as I told her how amazing that had just felt. She smiled and said how she had barely swallowed all of my cum. We shared a quiet, breathy laugh at the risk we were taking, then kissed again. This time as we were kissing we heard someone a few beds down get up and go to the bathroom and we reflexively froze. Shortly thereafter they returned to their bed and the sound of snoring re-enveloped the room.
I whispered in Liv’s ear about how badly I wanted to go down on her, but she replied “Too risky. Finger me instead.” I asked if she was sure, practically desperate to taste her and smell her and have her pressed against my face, but being the voice of reason, she said “I want that too, but this bed’s too small for that. Finger me now and then make it up later when we have a private room and let me ride your face? Maybe tie you down and ride your face?” … Who am I to say no to that?
I rolled her onto her back and turned on my side again and started kissing her neck and collarbone. One hand went up to cover her mouth and the other pulled her shirt up, giving me access to her beautiful, perky breasts. I rested my head on her shoulder and traced circles around her stiff nipples, teasing her and enjoying feeling her squirm silently under my grip. I squeezed slightly tighter over her mouth as I started flicking my fingers across her nipples, then slipped two fingers in her mouth as I pinched and took her hard nipple into my mouth.
While sucking on her breast and nipple, my hand made its way down to her shorts, pulling them down with her panties just enough to get between her legs. I bit down fairly hard on her nipple as my middle finger made its first stroke between her lips. I contemplated teasing her a little more, but sensing her desperation and desire to get off, I quickly slipped my finger inside of her warm, soaked pussy and curled upwards. I rocked my finger back and forth, slipping a second in. She bit down harder against my fingers and I felt her legs shake and her abs tighten.
Even though I had only fingered Liv three or four times by this point, I had already somewhat figured out what she liked: First making sure she was turned on and wet, gently rubbing her G-spot. After a bit of that, add in some circling of her clit, then bring her to an orgasm by focusing solely on making tight circles right below her clit.
After rubbing her G-spot for a few minutes I pulled my fingers out of her and could feel a thick string of her wetness trailing behind. I looked up at her amidst the near pitch black darkness, pulled the fingers of my left hand out of her mouth, and quickly replaced them with the fingers of my right hand which were covered in her wetness. She sucked and cleaned them off, giving me a devilish grin as she did so. I swapped hands again and slipped my fingers back into her tight hole, coating them again but this time bringing them to my mouth. Her eyes widened as I tasted her off my fingers, then kissed her deeply.
Our tongues met, both sharing the taste of her pussy, and as we made out my left hand wrapped around her neck gently and my right hand returned between her legs. This time I wasn’t going to stop until she came, and my fingers started making circles around her clit. Within two or three minutes we had stopped kissing, she was sucking and biting on my lower lip, her legs were shaking, and my left hand was applying gentle pressure to the sides of her throat.
The circles of my fingertips around her clit moved down slightly and got a little faster, and she began rhythmically sucking on my lower lip. One of her hands firmly grabbed my waist and the other reached around the back of my neck. She pulled my head to the side slightly and pressed her open mouth against mine, and I felt her body shake, tighten, and start to spasm beneath me. I pressed some of my weight down onto her. The bed creaked ever so slightly, but otherwise we were silent. As the crest of her orgasm arrived, she bit down hard on my lower lip again, this time hard enough to cut me slightly. The quick shot of pain made my hand around her throat tighten briefly, and I looked into her eyes as hers rolled back ever so slightly.
The intensity of the moment began to die down as her quivering subsided and her body loosened. She breathed deeply and silently through her nose and rocked her head back slightly as my hand released from her neck. Her hands fell to her side, and I softly rested my hand against her warm, softly pulsing pussy. I kissed her cheek softly, then pulled her shorts back up and wrapped both my hands around her. I pulled her into me, kissing her cheek softly again, and we both breathed out a sigh of relief and satisfaction.
After a moment of basking in the post orgasmic bliss, I reached out and checked the time on my phone. 4:30AM. Thankfully we had agreed to all get up and start our day at 9, so we could at least get some sleep. We nuzzled into each other on our sides and fell asleep for an hour or so. At some point around 6 we were woken up briefly when another group’s alarms went off, and Liv snuck back up to her top bunk. The next day we staved off our tiredness with coffee and Club Mate, and had a great time exploring the city with our friends.
We shared a lot more kisses and sensual touches on that trip, but nothing quite as intense as that first night. We ended up actually not having sex for another three weeks until we had a hotel room to ourselves in Spain, but that’s another story for another time. I hope you all enjoyed this story, and thank you if you read all the way despite it being so long and lacking actual sex. Happy to answer any questions and welcome any feedback or criticism!
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