Am I still drunk?

Oh God, am I still drunk?

Carly didn’t want to open her eyes, she loved that moment when you fist wake up in your bed and get to luxuriate under the covers. She pulled them up under her chin, resting her forearms on her breasts and squeezing them together. She was naked and sex sweaty.

We had a lot of sex last night..

She brought her hands down to squeeze her breasts and then let them roam down her sides. One traced across the top of her stomach and into the crease of her upper thigh while the other reached across through the sheets to the man next to her. Was he her boyfriend yet? They’d been dating for about five weeks but hadn’t had that conversation. But whatever, he was here next to her, strong and naked and they had had a great night partying and having some very naughty fun.

How things escalate [F] [FM]

A couple of years ago my English gf and I split up so that she could move to Canada on a research fellowship. It was super hard because we were so into each other still. We were fucking whenever we could and sexting all the time but trying to be mature about it knowing it was ending.

One night she sent me a picture of herself shot looking down over her tits with her legs up and open and her hand between them clearly playing with her pussy. For some reason I replied “perfect but open the curtains to that window in the background”. She said “but the neighbors will see and anyone could walk past my window to the front door”. So I said “but who cares? You leave in two weeks”. Then the next thing I got was almost the exact same picture but with the curtains wide open. I asked her to come like that and she replied that she just did already and that she loved knowing she might be seen.For the next few nights she did the same thing, fucking herself in front of the open window, sometimes on all fours, sometimes on her back, hoping that someone would see.

The morning after the party

*First post here. Feedback welcome*

Oh God, am I still drunk?

Carly didn’t want to open her eyes, she loved that moment when you fist wake up in your bed and get to luxuriate under the covers. She pulled them up under her chin, resting her forearms on her breasts and squeezing them together. She was naked and sex sweaty.

We had a lot of sex last night..

She brought her hands down to squeeze her breasts and then let them roam down her sides. One traced across the top of her stomach and into the crease of her upper thigh while the other reached across through the sheets to the man next to her. Was he her boyfriend yet? They’d been dating for about five weeks but hadn’t had that conversation. But whatever, he was here next to her, strong and naked and they had had a great night partying and having some very naughty fun.