he was behind me playing with my nipples, our legs were tangled and i was coming against his thigh. i had positioned my ear next to his mouth so i could feel him breathing against my ear. i was focused on what he was doing to my nipples when he spoke softly.

“are you hungry?”

the words didn’t really register to me. i knew we hadn’t eaten yet and it was already late into the day. i tried to speak but words wouldn’t come out only packets of breaths or little moans. as i tried to answer him i had managed another orgasm as he played with my left nipple. i kept pushing against his wet thigh and gripping him or the bed or the broken head board.

“y-y-yeah, what do you feel like?” i manged to formulate as clearly as i could as he did not back off on playing with me.

he seemed a little startled at an actual response.

“i kinda forgot about food, i was distracted.” he answered.

i chuckled slightly. he continued playing and i continued coming.

it really didn’t matter what he was saying to me because just hearing the calmness of his voice in my ear was adding to the sensation of his touch. i kept coming.

when the intensity calmed down we laid there.

“if i didn’t know any better, you were coming from me just playing with your nipples.” he said.

“yes, i do.”

“you are the only woman i have ever been with that can come that way.” (mind you has been with MANY) he said to me.

“really?” i am surprised because i know how many women he has been with.

“yes and i have never been with someone that can orgasm as much as you do,” he told me.

i am pretty sure i am blushing a little by now.

the whole weekend was a blur of sex, fingering, kissing, sucking, gagging and swallowing. the bed was pretty much always soaked beyond belief and i can’t count the number of showers i had to take or the crazy sex hair i had all weekend that needed to be pulled back in a rubber band.

what i do know, is i needed a long of weekend of food and sex. it’s never enough and it always ends too soon. lucky me, i get another long weekend and it starts Friday again.

Thank you Fleshbot!

the door was wide open and we lay there in the dark. there was someone in the living room and yet we started making out. we kissed and we groped. there were times when a moan would slip out. the thought of someone catching us, walking by the room or even hearing us was making me crazy. i wanted to see how far we could go.

the tension, the need and the lack of alone time was taking its toll. we climbed underneath the sheet and he pulled his jeans down. we tugged my sweats and panties down and spooned. sex on his bed like the way we normally do it would mean the whole neighborhood knew what we were doing. however we found that spooning and fucking didn’t make the bed creak at all. he pushed his cock between my legs and inside my cunt. i let out a deep breath. feeling him inside me makes my world right. i pushed back against him wanting him deep in me. i started to push and pull away from him, i went faster and faster. i pulled his hand to my mouth to keep me from flat out screaming. i sucked his thumb as we fucked with silent skill.

our breathing was growing heavier and there were several times i let out a sigh or groan. sometimes i would take his hand and cover my mouth to keep me from crying out to the world. he started to jerk against me as he came in me. i clenched his cock with my cunt holding on to him. i we laid there still catching our breath and calming down. slowly his cock inched its way out of me.

for all of the frustration, lack of privacy and most of all lack of fucking. i have to say we managed sex when we shouldn’t have and i have to be thankful for that. also, sex when you shouldn’t be having it took me back to my teenage years when i would sneak a boy in my room to play. the risk, the thrill…it’s all the more wet it makes me.

Thank you Fleshbot!