I am not an overly sexual person. I’m really only posting here on reddit to 1. Become more sexual and 2. Get better at writing as thats what I want to pursue after Uni. This is my attempt to be “good” at smut writing, thus everything below happened. I will be changing our names though for personal reasons. Enjoy?
The air was bitter and cold. Not a star was in the sky and dark heavy clouds lined the sky with the somber promise of a early spring thunderstorm.
We had snuck from the crowded high school gymnasium, into his small black two door Honda Civic where our lips grazed each others too many times to count. Between foreplay and driving, we arrived at his home-the closest to the school and marauded our ways into his house.
His parents were asleep, the two of us quiet as a mouse while we descend the cool steps into the basement that served as his bedroom. To the left, a washer and dryer set lined side by side. The right various unpacked boxes filled with unsaleable objects. Straight ahead, past an archway blacked out with an ancient wool blanket the two of us slink into his section of the under layer.