On sunday morning breakfast was ordered via room service. The cart sat in the middle of the room untouched while the television played cartoons at an abnormally high volume. On the bed two friends sat relaxed watching the program while having sex, she was bent over while he thrust from behind. They laughed and commented on the show with no indication that there was a cock gently sliding back and forth. Finally the woman reached out with both hands and pulled blankets towards her, burying her face in them. Her body tensed and he could feel her pussy tighten around him as she panted. Then she relaxed again and he continued as they had for much of the morning.
Two nights before my best friend Ellen and I decided to get it on in a casino hotel room. We had gone most of a decade without touching each other and now we had fucked nearly a half dozen times. What’s more is that we chose to do this at my bachelor party and Ellen is supposed to be my best man. The rest of our group, including the bride's step-brother, are either too drunk or too stupid to see what’s going on. My life is a clusterfuck.