My Friend's Sister - Sex Stories

My Friend's Sister

... blanket, and walked into the hallway to the kitchen. One of the guys that came with us was sitting alone on the couch watching the Food Network. The food repulsed me. I felt like I never wanted to eat again. I got a glass and filled it with ice-cubes and water. "Dude," he said, looking over his shoulder. "Seth is going to be so pissed if he remembers!" I sat next to him on the couch. "What do you mean if he remembers?" I asked. "Well, I mean, he was just as sloshed at you two last night." "So me and her... We?" "Yes," he said laughing. "I was surprised you didn't break through the wall!" He told me what happened the night before. During the ride back to the condo, I ended up in the car next to her. The condo was a bit out of the way, so we got comfortable next to each other for the 30 minute drive. During the trip we chatted a bunch, and after I felt a little more comfortable around her I put my arm around the seat behind her. We got to the condo at about midnight, after walking around 6th Street for a few hours and grabbing as much beer as we could afford. Her and I continued to chat the entire night. Drinking more and more beer. At some point she led me away by the hand to the bathroom. Though there were dozens of people mingling and talking, we sneaked away with all the discreteness of an atomic bomb. I should say now, that after the car ride, my memory got really fuzzy. I remembered little snippets of drinking and chatting with her, but nothing of the bathroom. After a ...

... few minutes of not hearing anything from us, Food Network Guy came to knock on the door to see if we were OK. He told me all he hear was her moaning softly, and "shlurping" sounds. His words, not mine. He decided to leave us alone. Seth, her brother, pretty much put together on his own what was happening. He was furious, but didn't want to awkwardness of interrupting us. At some stage, we had sneaked out of the bathroom to the empty room. Most of our clothes were still in the bathroom. He said after he saw our clothes on the floor, he saw her try to sneak out of the room, completely naked, to the hall closet where she found the blankets. She held them over herself to get back into the room. He stood in the hallway wide eyed watching her. She held a finger up to her lips as if to shush him as she slipped back in the room. "But, are you sure we like, fucked?" I interrupted his story. "With out a doubt. We heard the sound of her ass slamming into your legs, and your ass slamming into the wall," He paused. "At least, I'm pretty sure that's what we heard. Either way, you totally fucked her. Congrats for that." "Oh God. I'm so sorry you heard all that," I said sheepishly. "Did you hear anything else?" "Well, I learned a few things. Number one, she's a screamer. Number two, at some point you came on her tits." "How could you possibly know that?" I asked him with an eyebrow raided. "She was screaming 'Cum on my tits!' and you said 'OK'!" I held my head down. I was so embarrassed. ...