diary-of-a-little-slut

[diary-of-a-little-slut]

Hi, so, are you like also interested in my naughty thoughts? Because I have a guy I used to work with and my thoughts are going crazy. Do you want to read that?

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i love you polyamorous relationships, open relationships, friends with benefits/friends that have sex with each other, queerplatonic relationships, friendships that have some weird queer element to it, relationship anarchy, staying single and i love anything that doesn't match what society considers "normal"

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Don’t forget to sexualize me so I know you still like me

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rb this post if you’re a nsfw blog who’s trans/nb friendly!!

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I‘m so easy to turn on. A guy literally just talked about his childhood and mental health and less than five minutes later buried himself ballsdeep in my pussy. Like oh, you actually talk about something personal? Fill me up pls.

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Quickie in the school showers

I'm sitting on a table at school with my friend Jason, just working on some school stuff. We have days at school where we are just supposed to work and learn on our own. The other class is doing grades today. I'm sitting in the common area, nose deep in two of our books when my phone lights up. "Hey, are you busy?", the Snap from Eric reads. I look around to see if he's anywhere in the room. He isn't.

Eric is in the other class. He is a shy guy, has a typical footballplayers body and I really didn't think I would ever see him naked. Until I did. Usually we meet at his house or in a car. We both fantasized about fucking at school. But we are both to paranoid to actually do it. Until today.

"Not really", I text back. "The come down." I stare at my screen. Yes, this is a fantasy of mine but to actually go through with? I look up at Jason who is invested with his learning. I mumble some excuse and go down to the basement where the changing rooms are. "Come into the mans changing room, nobodys here." I stand there in the dark hallway. My heart is pounding in my chest. My hand extends to the doorknob. I push the door open and there he stands. He is in his uniform. His face looks nervous. I step closer to him and smile. "Nervous?", I ask teasingly. He nods and pushes me through the door next to me that leads to the showers. He closes and locks the door behind him.

His lips crash into mine and his hands immediatly find the hem of my shirt to untuck it. He opens my belt and tucks down my pants. He tuns me around and I hear his beltbuckle clacking and the sound ouf fabric russling. Then I feel his tip. Since the thought of this alone made me incredible wet, he just slides in and immediately starts thrusting. My hands are on the wall to steady myself. His breathing his fast and heavy and I am trying not to get lost in the feeling. I can't moan. They can't hear us. We would get in serious trouble.

I feel his balls slapping against me and hear him trying to suppress a moan. I'm also struggeling to stay quiet. "Fuck I'm going to cum way too fast", he mumbles behind me. I involuntarily clench around him. This pushes him over the edge. He silently curses behind me before stilling inside me and coating my walls with his cum. He pulls out of me and I already muss the feeling of him inside of me. I pull my pants up with his semen still inside of me. I smile at him while he tries to buckle his belt with shaky hands.

He opens the door and peaks outside to make sure nobody can see. I wish him good luck for later and walk back to my desk to go back to work. Jason looks up from his book with a raised eyebrow. "Where were you?", he asks me. "Ah, you know, bathroom, talked to people and stuff", I mumble. He just nods and goes back to his work. I feel the cum slowly dripping into my underwear.

By the way, I saw him again right before his test and he actually got a B which was very good for this test so apperently letting off steam was a good thing.

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A colleagues bed

"Do you want to come over? I have a room to myself", I text Simon via Snapchat. We are still at school and two of my friends, who fortunately share a room, decided to drive home for the night. My phone lights up with a message. "Open the door", it reads.

I open it and step aside to let Simon in. I immediately close the door behind him. He looks around the room. He looks at the two beds and the at me. "We are going to fuck in Steven's bed, right?", he asks. I nod. Steven can be kind of an asshole and even though we could just fuck on the table, we decide against it.

Simon crosses the room and turns on the small light. "The big light is really horrible", he explains. "Agreed", I tell him while flicking the light switch. He sits down at the table. I look at him. "Do you want alcohol?", I ask him jokingly. "You know what? A shot of vodka never hurt anyone." I pour it into a coffee mug and hand it to him. "What are you drinking?", he asks me, pointing at my mug that is filled with a dark liquid. "Vodka and coke", I answer, holding my cup out to toast with him.

We start talking a bit, chatting about school and our childhood until he suddenly stands up. "So", he says looking at me. "Wanna fuck?" I giggle a bit. "Wow, that was really romantic", I joke, standing up from my chair and stepping closer to him. "I thought I'll just ask directly", he whispers, also coming closer. Our lips meet and I melt into the kiss. He is a very good kisser. Not to soft so it would feel too romantic but also not too sloppy so I would think I'm drowning. He walks to steps backwards, pulling me with him by my waist to not break the kiss. He sits down on the bed and I halfway climb on top of him.

We break the kiss to undress everything but our underpants. I can already see how hard he is. I quickly go lock the door and climb back up on him. His hands roam over my body and mine is exploring his neck and hair. Since the last time he cut his hair to a buzzcut so I unfortunately cannot find a place to grip my fingers into.

He tries to pull his remaining piece of clothing off so I stand up and remove mine as well. He pulls me back immediately like he needs the body contact. I break the kiss again to leave a sloppy trail down to his already hard and waiting cock. I take it in my mouth until it hits the back and I nearly gag. He moans silently. I start to move my head, sucking him in everytime I lower my head onto him. His hands are in my hair, grabbing my ponytail. I bop my head up and down, stopping the movement only to give some extra attention to the head.

I release him with a plop and slide back up his body. He pulls me into a kiss and I can feel his fingers on my entrance. He pushes two of them in and I moan in his mouth. He slides them in and out, making me leave his mouth to muffle my moans on his shoulder.

His fingers leave me and I feel empty. Before I can complain, he has his dick in his hand and slides the tip through my wet folds. I try to push my hips down on him but he doesn't let me yet. He kisses my shoulder and finally pushes up into me. We both hold still for a moment, enjoying the feeling of the other. Then he starts to move, first slowly but quickly picking up the pace. My brain immediately stops and I tighten my grip on his shoulders. I can hear his breath in my ear, heavy with lust. When he slows down I try to take over, trying my best to keep a rhythm. Feeling me struggle he grabs my hips hard and moves me up and down over his member.

Suddenly his hand is around my neck and he pushes my upper body up. I'm now sitting upright on him. I can feel my thoughts starting to race. What if he doesn't like the way I look? What if I'm doing something weird? But before I can continue overthinking, he sits up himself and kisses me again. I melt into him and continue fucking him.

He parts our mouths and grabs my shoulders. I can't even think about what is happening before I'm on my back with him between my legs. He lifts up my legs and fucks me hard, hitting all the spots. I let my hands roam over him, trying to find a grip on anything. He has me folded up in a little package and pounds me in a pace that makes me see stars. His hand is on my neck again, pushing me into the pillow. I try my best not to moan. The walls are very thin and I really don't need people to hear me get fucked. My brain goes completely brain except for the little thought telling me to keep it down.

He pulls out and flips me on my belly. He pulls my hips up and presses my upper body down like a doll that he can move and use however he wants. And that is pretty much what I am. He could do anything with me. He grabs my ass cheeks and pulls them apart, teasing me again with his tip before he pushes back in and continues destroying my pussy. His one hand is between my shoulder blades, pressing me down. His other hand is either spreading my ass to make room for him to watch his dick slide in and out of me or spanking my ass. My face is buried in the cushion that is muffling my moans. I grip the sheets as hard as I can. I can hear his heavy breath and the wet slapping sounds.

His hand between my shoulders grips my hair and pulls me up. My back is now flush against his chest. He hasn't stopped moving. He kisses my jaw and neck breathlessly. "Where do you want me to cum?", he moans silently. I get goosebumps and clench around his cock. "Wherever you want", I moan. With one push against my back I'm on all fours and he picks up the pace.

After a few more strokes in this position he turns me around on my back again. He fucks me like this again, the only difference being that he is now significantly closer to me. He kisses me and starts to loose his rhythm. His mouth wanders to my neck and leaves sloppy kisses there before moaning a silent "fuck" and cumming into me.

Simon is collapsed onto me, his breath slowly calms down. His member is still inside of me, holding his cum in. "Are you ok?", I ask him. He smiles and nods "yeah and you?" I also nod. My knees are propped up next to us and his gaze falls ontl the tattoo over my knee. "Did you do that yourself?", he asks me. I laugh at the randomness and shake my head. "No, but I let my family draw it", he nods and kisses my shoulder one last time before pulling out. I can already feel his cum starting to drip on our classmates bed. "I bring you toilet paper", he half yells, already on his way to the bathroom. He comes back with an enormous amount. I raise my eyebrow at him. "What? I didn't know how much you need!", he exclaimes. I just chuckle a bit, my brain still being a bit foggy.

I stand up and start to get dressed again. That's when I notice my wobbly legs. "How about we get a smoke and go to bed?", he asks me. I nod, trying my hardest not to let him see that I'm kinda struggeling to function. He somehow is dressed before me and goes to his room to get his cigarettes. When he gets back I'm still fumbeling with my shoelaces. We walk down to the patio, me still trying to walk or thinks straight, him just babbeling away like he didn't just fuck me stupid.

I started writing this right after he went to bed. My legs are still wobbly and I'm still struggeling to form a straight thought :)

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Drunken Adventures 2

2 times a year there is something at my school where you walk around and drink enormous quantities of alcohol. This was such a night. I called it early since it was cold out and I was tipsy already. I had put on my pyjamas and was lounging on my bed. In my room at school, Jessicas and my beds are facing eachother. Jessica was lying in hers, headphones on, face in my direction, scrolling through her phone.

My phone vibrates. It's Simon. I hesitate. What does he want? We haven't really talked again since we fucked half a year ago. I miss the call. A message pops up. "Which room are you in", I can read on my screen. Oh right, I gave him my jukebox earlier. I text him my roomnumber and hear a knock only a few moments later.

I open the door and a pretty drunk Simon stumbles past me. He puts the box on our table and starts to take off his shoes and jacket. I sit back down on my bed. He sits next to me, his leg flush against mine. I can feel his head falling on my shoulder.

Jessica briefly looks up from her phone and takes one headphone off. "You are pretty drunk, aren't you Simon?", she asks him amused. "Yep", he says shortly, head still on my shoulder. Jessica pops his headphone back in and continues scrolling.

"Do you think she is sober enough to notice if we do it here?", he asks without lifting his head. I look at him as best as I can from this angle. "Yes, she isn't very drunk. Also what the fuck." He sights. I think for a second. "I have my dads car here", I say hesitantly. He looks at me. "Do you want to do it in front of the house?", he asks me confused. "No", I answer, "I'm sober enough to drive a bit." He nods and stands up to put his shoes on.

The drive is quiet and awkward. As I said, we don't really talk. We arrive next to a small forest about 2min away from the house. It's 10.03 pm. I stop the car. We look at each other. His eyes shine blueish grey in the moonlight, his pupils are dilated from the dark and the booze and probably in anticipation of what is about to happen.

His left hand comes up, grabs the back of my head and pulls me into a kiss. It's sloppy and wanting like he was waiting to do this for a long time. And I'm not gonna lie, I've been waiting for this too.

His other hand finds the top of my pants and he pulls me on his lap. The kiss gets deeper and rougher. He is pulling my hair and my hands are sneaking under his shirt. The air in the car is warm. My nipples are still hard. He pulls my shirt up and his mouth catches one of my piercings and plays with it, while his hand squeezes my other boob. I let my head fall back and steady myself by gripping his shoulder.

His lips trail up to my neck while his hand travels south to my pants. I moan. Goosebumps are forming on my body. It takes me all my willpower to climb off him and wiggle out of my pants and underwear. Simon does the same. He tries to pull me over again but this time I don't let him. At least not completely. Only my head, which I lower down until I'm face to face with his aleady hard cock. I give his tip a little lick and it twitches. I follow up with a longer lick, from the base to the tip. Another twitch. And then I take him all in. I hear Simons breath hitch. I feel his hand in my hair, wanting to control me but not quite daring. I moan around him. He pushes a but down. I comply. As I move with the soft guidance from his hand, I can feel his hips thrusting up to meet me. I decide to be a little mean and pull of. Instead i circle his tip a few times, flick my tongue over the sensitive spot on the underside and lick the drops of precum off.

When I try to take him in again, he stops me and pulls me over on his lap. I look at him confused. That is until he inserts to fingers. My head drops on his shoulder. He pumps his fingers in and out of me, immediately finding the right spot. I kiss his neck and moan quietly. His free hand squeezes my ass.

Simon pulls his fingers out of my by now dripping pussy and grabs his cock. He gives himselfs a few strokes, while his hand on my ass pulls me closer. He aligns himself with me and looks me in the eyes asking. I lower myself onto him. We both moan and I can feel him twitching inside of me. I start to move, which is easier said then done in a very shallow car. I can hear the seat shifting and feel how it gets easier to move.

But before I can act on it, Simon pulled out. I look at him confused again until he just grabs me, flips us around, turns me on my belly and sinks into me again. He immediately start fucking me hard into the seat. My ass is up in the air and I can't do anything except moaning into the seat.

The thing about Simon is that he doesn't have the biggest dick. It's maybe average sizewise at best. But god can he use it. Even when he's drunk. He has me moaning like the slut that I am for him in moments. And all that in a very small car. Another thing is that he himself is also pretty small, about my size so 1.70m. And very thin. So we just fit on the seat in a whole bunch of different positions. Which he apparently made his goal to try them all tonight.

His one hand is in my hair, pulling my head back so nothing muffles my moans. His other hand is either holding my hips in plae so he can fuck me faster or spanking me.

He briefly stops to flip me around like a doll, putting one of my legs over his shoulder. The hand that was in my hair is now on my throat and chin, playing with me as he pleases. He continues fucking me hard and deep, only stopping to readjust his position in the car.

Everyone of his thrusts hits all the good spots, making me see stars. I'm a moaning mess. My whole body is tingling and I can't form a proper thought. So I just go with it, not caring anymore if anyone hears.

After sometime he speaks up. "Can I cum in your mouth?", he half moans. I can only nod. He continues thrusting for quite some time until he suddenly pulls out. He doesn't make it to my mouth. He cums all over my shirt.

We both take a minute to catch our breaths. It's 11.53 pm. "Sorry", he whispers. I don't respond. Not because I don't want to, but because my brain still isn't doing it's job. I take my hoodie from the back and put it on over.

We get dressed outside the car. Easier to move and it's good to breathe the fresh air and let the heavy air in the car evaporate.

After a few minutes we get back in and drive back in silence.

It's not like I don't like Simon. He's a feminist, we are politically on a wavelength, we have similar humour and he seems like a decent person. After this we also texted a bit via Snapchat. We also sexted and send pics, vids etc 3 times but I don't really get him. He started the sexting every time, showed interest in my body, said he really likes free use, mostly if he's being used. He told me he has a pretty high sex drive. But getting him horny enough to masturbate for example is something I am yet to master. Also we both said we want more sex and that we would be open during schoolweeks so maybe there will be more. He's also pretty good friends with one of my best friends at school and idk, sometimes he acts like we are friends only to ignore me the next day. But yeah, welcome to my overthinking brain. I hope I can post more about him soon, because he is really fun and unfortunately really good at what he does.

Ok byeeee

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I'm currently trying to accept that I'm very probably aromantic. I'm also allosexual though.

I spent my whole adult and teenage life with people telling me that just having sex makes me a whore and a slut. That I just have to find the right person. That I shouldn't sleep around because my future partner might not like that.

I also spent my whole life asking people, what love is. "Someone you trust", they say. Well I trust my friends. "Someone you want to spent all your time with." I want to do that with my friends, thats why we are friends. "Someone you would do anything and everything for." I would do that for my friends. "Well, being in love is like having a best friend but also wanting to fuck them." I have friends that I fuck.

The thing is that I never felt different feelings for my good friends and partners. I went into the relationships because I really liked them and also really liked fucking them. And they wanted a relationship. And I thought: That's love. Friends you like to fuck.

But honestly: sex and friendship isn't what makes love. It makes friends with benefits. Which is also fine. But it isn't love. And ultimately it wasn't enough.

It's also not like I don't miss couplely stuff. I like to cuddly and enjoy the closeness. I enjoy forehead kisses. I enjoy the pillow talk. And that's the most intimate part honestly.

For me personally: sex is fun. But I don't have to necessarily enjoy your company to have sex. It's fun. And that's it. For me, cuddling and talking and staying after is intimate.

Does "sleeping around" make me a slut? A whore? Maybe. But why do people care? The only people that are affected by that are me and the people I do it with. And I don't lie to them. I tell them what I want and what i don't want. And either they are fine with it or they are free to go.

Maybe I will never be in a relationship again. Maybe I will be. If I would be in a relationship though it would definitely be Poly.

For now I'm just living my life and going around fucking whoever wants to fuck me too.

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Drunken Adventures

I‘m sitting in my room that I have at school. I live there during the week with my roommate Jessica. We had plans to drink with some friends, but unfortunately she had to go home, because she got sick.

So here I‘m sitting with my friends, Jason and Steven and Stevens friend, Christopher. Since Jessicas bed. ist now empty, wie make plans for Christopher to stay in her bed since he doesn‘t have a room in the building.

We are sitting in a circle on the ground, sipping on some Bacardi and Sprite and reading cheesy pick-up-lines to each other, when we hear a knock on the door. I open and Simon and Anna stand behind it. They are both extremely drunk and just walk past me into my room. Anna is in my class and Simon is in the same year but I don‘t have that much contact really. I had spoken to Simon 3 times in total. Anna just plops down on one of our chairs. Simon seats himself next to Jason on the floor. We continue drinking until Anna suddenly speaks. „I‘m way to drunk and tired. Imma go to bed.“ She stands up and makes her way to the door. Jason looks at the clock. „It‘s nearly midnight. I should go to sleep too“, he says. Steven agrees and they make their way to their room.

So now it‘s just Christopher, Simon and me. Simon and Christopher are now on my bed while I‘m sitting on the floor. After an hour, Christopher stands up. „It‘s really late and we have school tomorrow.“ I agree. Since Simon is still lounging on my bed, I turn to him. „I‘m gonna get ready for bed. In you are still in my bed then, I will just sleep in the bed with you.“ With those words I go into the bathroom.

I come out again and Simon is still in my bed. I climb on the narrow matress with him and slip under the covers. He slips under them with me and I turn the lights out. I can already hear Christopher snoring across the room.

I wiggle around to get comfortable and suddenly feel Simons warmth very close to my back. His breath is on my neck. I can feel him move behind me and then his hand slides over my hip. I inhale sharply and try not to lean into him, even though my body would love nothing more. I feel him scoot closer and his hand is now squeezing my hip. His lips are on my neck, gently caressing my skin. His breathing is getting heavier and his hips are against my ass. I can feel him twitching in his pants. I give in and lean into his body and press my ass against his growing bulge. He moans into my ear silently and moves his hand under my shirt to squeeze my boob. I moan quietly.

He climbs on my lap and kisses me. My fingers run through his hair and slide down his back. He presses his clothed cock between my legs. I feel myself getting wet in my pants. His hand is in my hair, grabs a fistful and pulls. I moan into his mouth. I feel him twitching against my pussy. He sits up and pulls his shirt over his head. His body is thin but muscular. I bite my lip. Just as he‘s about to pull my shirt of, Christopher snores again. We freeze.

„I know an empty room“, I whisper. He nods quietly and puts his shirt back on. We quietly slip out the door and into the empty hallway. The light is extremly bright after my dark room. We quietly make our way to the empty room of a classmate, who is also sick at home. I tap the code into the pinpad and flinch at the beeping, that sounds extremly loud in the dead quiet hallway. The door opens with the soft humming of the lock. Simon and I look at each other before we enter the room.

We look around the moonlit room. One of the two beds is made, the other isn‘t. We go to the bed that is clearly empty and he kisses me passionately. He pulls his shirt and pants of and I do the same. Now we stand there in our underwear. He looks at me. His eyes asking me for the next step. I open my bra and pull my underwear of. He takes me completely in and pulls his briefs down too. His cock springs free and stands there, pointing at me.

I look him up and down. He is around my size, maybe a bit taller. He is thin. You can see his muscles and basically no fat. But he‘s not too muscular. His cock is not too big but not too small. He is cut and not completely hard yet. He kisses me again. Hard.

He walks me the two steps to the bed and presses me down. My hands softly scratch down his back. He softly bites my neck and grabs my hip. My right Hand finds his erection. His grip on my hip tightens and he growls against my neck. His hand, which was previously in my hair, snakes slowly around my neck. I tip my head back to signal him to go further. He slowly tightens his hand around my neck and I moan. He presses his cock against my pussy. He suddenly lets go of me and flips us around so I sit on his lap. I lean forward to kiss him again. Then I kiss my way slowly down his body. His hands wander over my back and hair. When I reach his twitching erection, I first give it a few small kisses before I lick him from the balls up to the tip. I taste the saltiness of his precum. I hear him moan again and feel his grip on my hair tightening. I slowly take his tip in my mouth und suck lightly. He pulls my hair harder and I moan around his member. I start moving my head up and down his erection. He is completely hard now. I can feel him holding back. He wants to hold my head in place and fuck my mouth. But he is holding back. I try to take him in deeper without gagging. He suddenly pulls me back up by my hair. He grips my face and and kisses me hungrily. He pushes me on my back and settles with his face between my legs. He looks up at me before he dives in.

He circles my clit with his tongue and dips the tip of his finger in my entrance. I bury my finger in his hair. He pushes his finger in me completly and begins moving it slowly. I press myself against him. He adds a second finger and starts fucking me harder with them. I pull him up and kiss him. I can taste myself on his tongue. I moan in his mouth. He takes his dick in his hand and runs the tip up and down my wet slit. I moan in his mouth. I can feel his very hard cock against my entrance. I try to press down on him. He parts from my lips and looks in my eyes, asking silently for permission. I look hungrily in his eyes and nod. I feel him pushing inside me slowly. He groans and I feel him twitching inside me.

He kisses me again and starts moving. He picks up the pace and his hand finds my hair again. This time he pulls harder. I don‘t care that others might hear anymore. I moan in his mouth. His hand leaves my hair and finds my neck again. He starts choking me gently. One of my hands that was previously digging in his back grabs his hand and tightens it against my neck. His pace picks up. „Are you okay?“, he whispers in my ear, his voice is filled with lust. I look into his eyes and nod. He kisses me again and pulls out.

„Turn around“, he commands. I look at him confused. „On all fours“, he growls. I comply, move on all fours and stick my ass up in the air for him. He grabs my hip from behind this time and enters me. There is nothing slow this time. He pounds into me as if his life depends on it. I hear him moan and swear behind me. The bed is squeeking under me. He pulls out and lies on his back, pulling me on him. I sit down on his cock and ride him. His one hand is gripping my hip and the other is choking me. I start to feel the well known feeling of lightheadedness. I moan. He moves his hips up and fucks up into me. The hand that is on my hip gides me up and down against his movements. The room is filled with wet slapping sounds, our heavy breathing and the smell of sex.

I feel him slip out. „I‘m sorry“, he mumbles, his flaccid penis lying on his stomach. „It‘s the alcohol.“ I start feeling anxious. What if it’s actually me? What if he finds it boring? „Hey, are you okay?“, he asks, gently touching my face. I nod even though I‘m panicking inside. He pulls me down to him and gets on top of me. „Let me show you“, he tells me before diving between my legs again.

First he circles my clit with his finger. I try my best to relax. He pushes two fingers inside me and keeps rubbing my sensitive bud with his thumb. I buck my hips into his hand. He grins and licks one long stripe up between my folds. I moan and he fucks me harder with his finger. „See, I told you you aren‘t the problem“, he tells me and I look up quickly enough to see him align his hard member again before pushing into me.

He pounds into me hard. I moan and arch my back. He moans and grabs my legs. He puts them over his shoulders and fucks me hard and deep. His pace is relentless. My fingers try to find something to hold on to. I dig my fingers in his back. Simon is breathing heavily over me, kissing and biting my neck. My left hand finds his short hair again and pulls. I hear him groaning against me. „I‘m close“, he moans into my ear. „Where should I come?“ „Cum inside me“, I moan. „Fuck“, he swears. His thrusts become sloppy before he stops and I feel spurts of his cum coating my walls. He thrusts inside me 2 more times slowly, pushing his cum deeper inside of me before collapsing on top of me.

I gently run my fingers over his back and feel his breath slowing down. His dick is slowly becoming flaccid and slips out of me. He sighs before pushing himself of me and walking over to the bathroom. I put my pants back on and reach for my Tshirt. Before he comes back out, I made the bed presentable again. He slips into his pants, his Shirt still in his hand. I look at my phone. „It‘s 4.30, we should really go to bed.“ He nods. We leave the room and I try to shut the door as quietly as possible. „My room is up there“, he tells me, pointing at the stairs. I nod. „Good night then“, I tell him and reach for the doorhandle. He grabs my hip and pulls me close to kiss me one last time. „Good night“, he whispers against my lips. We part ways and I sneak back into my room. Christopher is still sound asleep.