For a bit of intro, my husband and I are in our twenties. I’m 5’7″ with wide hips and a big butt, a little bit of a belly and c-cup breasts. I have long, colored hair. He is 6’2″, wide chested and narrow waisted, lean but not skinny. He has dark, short hair and a full beard. We will call him D.
We were hanging out at a friend’s house, my best guy friend. We can call him C. We were all pretty high, just chilling on the couch, and after a long day my friend fell asleep. Soon my husband and I have our hands all over each other. We were biting each other’s necks and he was playing with my boobs through my thin tank top. I was trying so hard to be quiet; it does not come easily to me.
D was rock hard; I was soaked. He was rubbing me through my jeans while I stroked him through his. I whispered something about should have worn a skirt, D said he wanted me to cum. I said that wasn’t going to happen through the jeans.