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After a Tiring Evening/Night.

Posted by: Age: 19 Posted on: 4 comments
10 likes 4915 views Category: Masturbation Female-Male Tags: Masturbating, fantasy, voyeur, humping
I just read an adorable sweet story from Poppie and his wife Annie (both on ST) A husband and wife understanding and respecting each other's needs so well must be a dream for many couples. It made me think about last night with my friend.

We had been to a party, dancing with live music and chatting with friends until late exhausted the both of us. When I came home the only thing I wanted was to shower and lay down on the bed, flat on my back to relax my tired body and hurting spine. My friend, eager to see the score of his football (soccer) team switched on the TV and said he would follow me soon. I showered and refreshed but still tired I lay on the bed, I love that, naked spread out on the comforter, that chill at first makes me feel relaxed. As usual my hands glided over my body, feeling my boobs and slowly down over my body stopping at my pubic mound. With my eyes closed I was thinking about last night, one picture kept coming back to my mind, it was her beautiful smile that initially attracted me. But when I saw her dancing with her friend it was her cute butt and legs that kept badgering me. I have seen and talked with her several times before but this time something had triggered my naughty thoughts. While my thoughts lingered into all kind of imaginary situations in which I would like to end up with her, my fingers had found their way to support those thoughts with pleasant physical feelings. Although still feeling kind of tired; by now I was horny and masturbating. I had my eyes still closed when I heard my friend entering the room, I guess that by assessing the sight he assumed that I wanted sex. He settled himself between my legs stroking my thighs and licked me. He knows I love that and under other circumstances I would have welcomed it, but not now. I wanted to finish this myself indulged in my own imaginary girly fantasy, with her. I looked at him and whispered something like; not yet please. He withdrew and I continued my fantasy, although now he was in it as well, watching her and me in hot passion. The only sign of his existence was his hot breath between my legs and the rhythmic movement of the mattress at my feet while he humped the bed. Although he kept himself very quiet the disturbance was too much, my fantasy was gone. I couldn't blame him though; I opened my eyes and watched him watching me. I love to be observed by him when I masturbate; his adoring looks at my hotness stimulates me and can almost make me come. We both masturbated, my orgasm was not very intense but still nice. After coming we both moved under the duvet snuggled up to each other and felt asleep in a long embracing hug.

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