Fucking a Total Stranger

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If you’ve never been on a university ski tour before, I’m sure it all sounds perfectly wholesome. And yeah, there’s the early morning starts, the bracing outdoors, and the long days full of sport, but there’s also the alcohol, the drugs, and all the fucking. You might get up early each morning to ski, but you spend the first few hours still drunk from the night before when you went out clubbing till 4am. You spend the rest of the day working off your hangover so you can go out again that evening.

To make matters worse, last year I ended up sleeping in a dorm-style room with twenty other people. Picture something out of a military training camp nightmare, with too many crappy, double beds crammed into one large room. I didn’t even have a bed to myself, I had to share with my with my best friend Jane. Picture constant noise, too much light, Jane talking and moving in her sleep, and way more than the twenty people who were supposed to be in there. I got even less sleep than usual that year.

The night it happened, I got back to the dorm in the wee hours of the morning, drunk and exhausted. I fell into my bed and drifted into a light, fitful sleep. Not long later I was awoken by Jane asking if someone could sleep on her side of the bed. I heard a man’s voice, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to sleep. I said yes, and the man I didn’t know or care about got into the bed next to me.

At some point in the night, I was woken up again. Noise was coming from the bed to my right. It took me long seconds to realise what the particular noise was. I came fully awake. A couple were fucking. Only a few of feet away from me.

I laid still and listened. I heard more fucking around me. It wasn’t an unusual sound in the dorm, but it sounded like everyone was at it that night. There were moans and sighs and gasps coming from every corner of the room.

I rolled over to watch the couple in the bed to my right. It was dark, but as usual, half the curtains in the dorm were open and you could see shapes in the moonlight. A girl was riding on top of a guy. You could see her long hair, the shape of her breasts, but not her face. She was moving quickly on top of her man, back and forth, but I could tell she was rolling her hips to grind into him too. She wasn’t even trying to keep quiet; she was moaning loud, clearly having a great time up there. He was groaning deep, bass groans of pleasure too.

I’d never watched people fuck before. Not in the flesh anyway. Seeing them right there, so close to me, hearing their noises, especially hers, it was so hot. I imagined how it felt to be her, to have a hard cock in me, to be fucking so openly with people around, some of them fucking too, some of them watching. It was such a turn on. I went from drunk, sleepy and confused, to drunk and unbearably horny in seconds.

I remembered the guy next to me. If my head had been clearer, I wouldn’t have dared what I did next. But in that moment, my blood was hot, I wasn’t thinking with my head. I rolled over to face him.

It was too dark to see anything other than his silhouette. I stared at the shape of him, I wondered if he was awake. I rubbed my thighs together. I moved a little closer and my hand touched his under the covers.

Turns out he was awake. Turns out he was thinking the same thoughts as me. The strange boy’s arms stretched out to find me. He pulled me into him, our faces found each other, our mouths came together.

His breath felt hot, I tasted vodka on it, stale aftershave wafted over me. In that moment, it was the perfect concoction to rouse the heat within me. We kissed messily, we ran our hands over each other.

He pulled his t-shirt off, my fingers found warm skin and smooth, hard muscle. We got my top off together; his hands found my breasts. He was rough with me, he clasped me tightly in his thick fingers. I gasped as his thumbs moved over my stiff nipples. He was wearing loose boxer shorts, I could feel his hard cock pressing into me through the material.

The mysterious boy groaned as we kissed, he sounded as turned on as I was. I moaned with him. His hand slid into the back of my knickers to hold and squeeze my arse, his other hand pressed between my thighs to rub me through the front of my underwear. I felt how soaking wet I was already.

I tugged at his boxer shorts and he helped by lifting his waist and kicking them off, and just like that, I had a totally naked, complete stranger in my bed. I grasped his dick, I ran my hand over it, his length and thickness made my head swim. He groaned louder as I wrapped my fingers around the shaft of it and pumped him frantically.

He didn’t even bother take my knickers off, he just pulled them to the side. He plunged a finger into me, then a second, he fucked me quickly with them, in time with my hand on his prick.

We got louder as we touched each other, our kissing even more frenzied. I pressed my breasts into the broad muscle of his chest, he rubbed my clit with his thumb as he fingered me. I listened to the other noises around us, I imagined all the fucking that was happening, I imagined people listening to us too.

He got up onto his knees, he pulled my knickers off. I bent and opened my legs for him as he got into position. The head of his cock pressed into my pussy, he rubbed it up and down, he me made me squirm and sigh before he pushed it into me.

Fuck, he’d felt big in my hand, he felt huge inside me. He drove himself into me as deep as he could, he filled me, he fucked me with fast, hard thrusts. I didn’t even think about trying to keep quiet; I moaned loud as he slammed into me.

We kissed and kissed as we fucked, he groped my breasts harder than I’d normally have liked, I ran my fingers over the rippling muscles in his back, down to his pumping buttocks.

Sweet baby Jesus, it felt so good, but I wanted to be like her, the girl in the bed next to me. I pressed my man on one side with a hand and leg and he got it.

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Written by darkcherrycollective
Uploaded February 28, 2021
Notes She doesn't know who he is or what he looks like in the dark, but sometimes that doesn't matter. Sometimes sex is best when there's no talking, just urgent fucking.
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