Get It On The Floor
I was still young, and hadn’t yet become fully immersed in my sexuality. Everything was pretty vanilla in my late teens: one woman at a time, missionary was a must, and sex was almost always in a bed. Enter a certain jazzy lady...
Sex with her was fun and experimental. And loud, always loud. She was the loudest moaner I’d experienced up to that point, and it made me the slightest bit embarrassed that I had three roommates. Sometimes, however, I didn’t care. Sometimes. My roommates complained about the intense groaning and thrusting happening late at night, so we usually tried to schedule our romps while they weren’t there. They were college students, so they usually went home during holidays.
Well, I had her slide through on one particular holiday break and things got hot and heavy quickly. Clothes came off and dick and pussy were exposed. Before I could get pumping action started, she led me by my hand to the hallway. I was confused; were we going downstairs to do it on the couch?
She stopped just shy of the bathroom, turned to me and began kissing my chest and massaging my raging erection. I noticed soon thereafter that she was lowering herself as she kissed me and was taking me with her. Before long, we were kneeling on the floor by the hallway closet and she was pushing me onto my back. Without a word, she took me into her mouth as I lay back and gasped in pleasure.
The feeling was intense and new. Yes, she’d given me head before, but there was this soft carpet under my back that threw a new level into all of this. With my dick still coated in saliva, she began to ride me, the sensation of the soft carpet beneath me sending me to higher heights. I reached out and grabbed the rails under the banister of the stairwell and cried out in delight. She clearly had intended for these various touches to incite me, and they did so amazingly.
I remember being so overwhelmed with pleasure: the new carpet massaging my back, ass, and shoulders, the cool and yet firm rails in my hand, her soft and erect nipples grazing against my chest. It was enough to make me explode deep inside her, stars in my eyes.
We didn’t have sex in a bed often after that...
Sex with her was fun and experimental. And loud, always loud. She was the loudest moaner I’d experienced up to that point, and it made me the slightest bit embarrassed that I had three roommates. Sometimes, however, I didn’t care. Sometimes. My roommates complained about the intense groaning and thrusting happening late at night, so we usually tried to schedule our romps while they weren’t there. They were college students, so they usually went home during holidays.
Well, I had her slide through on one particular holiday break and things got hot and heavy quickly. Clothes came off and dick and pussy were exposed. Before I could get pumping action started, she led me by my hand to the hallway. I was confused; were we going downstairs to do it on the couch?
She stopped just shy of the bathroom, turned to me and began kissing my chest and massaging my raging erection. I noticed soon thereafter that she was lowering herself as she kissed me and was taking me with her. Before long, we were kneeling on the floor by the hallway closet and she was pushing me onto my back. Without a word, she took me into her mouth as I lay back and gasped in pleasure.
The feeling was intense and new. Yes, she’d given me head before, but there was this soft carpet under my back that threw a new level into all of this. With my dick still coated in saliva, she began to ride me, the sensation of the soft carpet beneath me sending me to higher heights. I reached out and grabbed the rails under the banister of the stairwell and cried out in delight. She clearly had intended for these various touches to incite me, and they did so amazingly.
I remember being so overwhelmed with pleasure: the new carpet massaging my back, ass, and shoulders, the cool and yet firm rails in my hand, her soft and erect nipples grazing against my chest. It was enough to make me explode deep inside her, stars in my eyes.
We didn’t have sex in a bed often after that...
