I didn’t plan to have closet sex..

Closet sex just happened. I was innocent! I was a sweet little flirty cheerleader going to the first frat party of my life. A lot of the guys that were going to be there had been guys I’d flirted with in the past. I’d even fucked a few of them, and had some fun with a few dealers. Exchanging a little sex for weed was nothing new to me either. However, I went to this party to get wasted and have a little fun. After all, it was the start of the summer and the last frat party of the season, so I was going to show off as much as I could. I didn’t think this little story would turn into one of the more sensual adventures I’ve had..

Now, usually, I’m really rough. I go for it. Nails digging in..pushing you back, soft bites and adrenaline. I love it. However, I still remember one of the first times I enjoyed some sensual, quiet sex.  The night had just started and I was in the middle of a house full of sleeping people. And guess what? We got away with it. It’d been a raging frat party. Music very loud, blaring. There were drugs everywhere. Several of the second story rooms were hot-boxed and there’d been shot games and beer pong all night.

Girls were passed out everywhere.

Someone passed out floating in the pool, and a few of the host’s friends laid around, sleeping on the couches and on the floor. I miss it so much, I should have stayed in college a little longer! But I hadn’t even entered college yet, I was still a senior in high school when this party happened. I’d gone there with my friend, Kristina. She always knew where all the parties were going on. Or, well, she knew where most of the CRAZY parties were going to happen. We dressed up like sluts, too. I’d gone in a little black tank top, black ripped-jean short shorts, and little black heels.

I partied all night off one ecstasy pill, several shots, and a few hits of weed. Honestly, I was surprised I was still fully dressed. I’d been laying around for an hour or two, it had to be four in the morning by now. It was still very dark out, but a few of the lights were on in the kitchen. I slid off the floor and sneaked around the house to get a glass of water, stepping over sleeping bodies and controlling the ‘click’ of my heels as I made it onto the tile floor. And as I was leaning up against the counter and enjoying it, I felt a hand on my shoulder. And soon enough, Kristina’s brother walked around the table. He stopped when he was right in front of me.

He said he didn’t know we’d stay so long.

However, he only used that as a way to start up a conversation with me. Let’s be real here, we were both still high. His touch felt like a warm, tingling buzz of electricity making waves through my shoulder. He was a flirt that’d always caught my eye. I was a reckless tease. It was super late and I was way too high to stop myself from fucking my friend’s brother. All the alarms were ringing in my head and I didn’t want to stop myself. I just had to be smart about it.  I knew no one was awake to walk in and pull us apart, but I couldn’t let Kristina find out.

It started with him sliding his hand up my leg. I was nervous and horny, and instantly started playing with his belt. I used it like a handle, pulling him along towards the pantry closet in the kitchen. We walked past at least five sleeping people, and it just turned him on even more. We finally entered the closet and I closed and locked the door behind us. His cock was rock hard and waiting for me as soon as I stroked the front of his jeans. I couldn’t control myself, I wanted the roughest, craziest experience of closet sex that he could give me.

I kissed him even rougher.

My entire goal was to get his adrenaline pumping. But he went slow and sensual, kissing almost every inch of me, working from my neck down. He was an artist about it, slowly taking everything off. We didn’t move from that room all night, fucking for hours in a crazy, drug-fueled fit of closet sex. God, we just fucked until the sun came up. We had several hours to ourselves and no one to interrupt us. After all, no one woke up. No one walked in. It was just the two of us, with him fucking me against the wall, then me on top, then a little missionary to seal the deal. My nails dug into his back as he fucked my pussy the way no other guy had.

It was gentle, quiet closet sex and I indulged in every intoxicated touch. It was his first time playing with someone a few years younger than he was, and I think he loved it. He even fell in love with all the teen phone sex I teased him with right after he went home!

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