Late Night Friday
Late Night Friday
| Sex Story Author: | adrixnprxtty |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | The doorbell rang, my body jumped, scared, I put the vibrator aside, ran to the door, fixed my hair and |
| Sex Story Category: | Masturbation |
| Sex Story Tags: | Diary, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Teen Male/Teen Female, Toys |
I’ve found it boring to be locked up in this house all weekend, with no parents to yell at, no siblings to bother. Even more boring to think about the activities they’re doing during their stay at their all-inclusive hotel, the final exams have chained me to stay home and miss the holidays. The need for contact with someone made me squirm, all the guys in my city are boring and none of them look like a good option, in other times of my life anyone with a dick would have been an option and I wouldn’t hesitate to force him into my house and fuck him until his balls were completely drained. It was Friday night, going out to party was not an option, there were no interesting movies on TV, and all the television series were too deep into their episodes to understand their plot.
Through that screen I saw a guy taking this girl by the waist, bringing her closer to him, kissing her and caressing all her curves; She is lost in his passionate kiss, letting him take care of covering all her sensations, she takes his back and brings him closer to her. The kiss makes its way to the girl’s neck. Watching the whole scene sends an electric current through my chest, under my short shirt, to my nipples, making them semi-hard. I run my hand over my chest, my wrist caresses my right nipple and makes me jump a little, like an electric shock. My right hand runs over my belly to my pink sports shorts, little by little it reaches my intimate area, I start to rub over my clothes, my other hand has started to play with my nipple.
I go up the stairs to my room, behind the headboard of the bed there is a space, my secret hiding place, some weed, condoms, there would even be weapons if I had them, some letters from a love that could not be reciprocated, but I am not opening my hiding place for little boy things, at the back is where my best friend is, a medium sized pink vibrating dildo, I am not that modern. He took it and brought it close to my nose, I can still smell the scent of my feminine juices. I skipped down the stairs, excited for what’s about to happen, I lay back down on the couch, the lovers on TV are now having breakfast, all I can think about is the possible sex scene they had earlier that I missed.
I grab my phone, maybe a little porn can make this evening more interesting, when I turn my phone on there are notifications of likes on my social networks, I go in to check, deviating from my plans, many people I know and others I don’t so much, among so many names I saw one that seemed familiar to me, Scott, his face sounded so familiar, I had to check his photos to refresh my memories, he had a hot body, that fierce blue-eyed look, and wavy hair that fell all over his face.
He was the very definition of “sexual tension”, I was getting hot and several thoughts were running through my mind, talking to him, having him come over and fuck me uncontrollably all weekend. I grabbed the vibrator, turning it on and holding it to my pussy over my shorts as I looked at his featured photos, all of his photos seemed meticulously arranged for someone to masturbate to. I pressed the vibrator harder and harder, I didn’t want to make direct contact yet, it had to be a strong, well-worked orgasm that would take away all the desire to fuck that I had accumulated. Everything took an unexpected turn when I checked his new private story, that one only for the people you decide to see, updated just 30 minutes ago. In front of his mirror, a grimace sticking out his tongue, without a shirt and very baggy jeans, there was a text next to it, “I want to lick some pussy,” my face was shocked, the thought of what he could do with that tongue made my clit tingle, it was very wet, I could smell it all the way here.
Not being slow, I started typing on my phone – Are you coming to my house or do I have to go to yours? – I was hesitant to send the text, I didn’t want to be a slut but I really wanted to spend the night with him, so I sent it. I pulled the vibrator away from my body, I was nervous, analyzing what had just happened and what could happen, when my phone vibrated my nerves exploded, I knew it was him, it took all my strength to just turn my phone on. – Hey Demi, it’s a nice night, isn’t it? – there he was. I felt like a total teenager with this emotion, like falling in love in high school, -Of course it is, a girl like me takes up a little bit of attention- I answered, I couldn’t turn off my cell phone anymore, now I wanted him to come as soon as possible, -And am I the right kind of guy?- Shit, I wanted to tell him that I wanted him to come and make love to me violently without mercy until I don’t want to fuck another guy again, but I answered something less intense, -If you’re smart enough, you should be at my door-, all this daring only turned me on more, I brought the vibrator closer again, I wanted to be so wet that Scott couldn’t resist tasting my vagina.- I’m on my way- was the last message he sent, I lost my mind, now this was serious, I ran around the room putting everything in order to make it more sexual, now everything was illuminated by a dim yellow light, to give it the final touch I ended up taking off my panties and pulled my shorts up higher than usual making sure that my vagina would be marked above them.
Minutes before he arrived, I kept passing the vibrator over him, completely wetting my crotch.
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