It’s just a little past midnight. I’ve had 3 glasses of white wine and in my lightweight, tipsy state, I’ve decided that I need to have sex. Soon. I arrange a late night rendezvous and end up having sex in the dark for the first time in a while.
Despite the fact this is London, at 1am the streets are fairly quiet. Oscar and I don’t pass many people. He’s come to pick me up from the impromptu drinks my friends and I had decided on earlier in the evening.
We are heading back to his place. I am wearing shorts, a tank top and a cardigan. Oscar offers me his jacket, which I decline. We walk holding hands and silent for a while. As we round one corner, I am suddenly pushed against the window of an old book store.
Taken by surprise, my lips are quickly covered by Oscar’s own. He presses his body against me. I can feel the cool glass against my back. I wrap my arms around him as we continue kissing.
Normally I hate PDA, but tonight I’ve decided it’s ok. I feel Oscar’s hands reaching up under my top. His fingertips graze my skin lightly. He unhooks my bra, and casually cups one breast under the thin material of my top.
I close my eyes, pressing my head into the crease of his nape. Just then, I hear voices coming down one end of the street, heading close towards us. I move to push Oscar away. Instead, he shields me more with his body. I bury my face further into him as the voices grow closer. They pass us, Oscar teasing my nipples the entire time.
My face is now flaming red. I move us along, eager to get back to his place. Yet at each slightly hidden corner we pass, Oscar pushes me to one side to continue kissing me and caressing my body. It’s thrilling, like a rollercoaster. At one point, behind a theatre, he has me with my back to him, pushed against a stage door. He grinds into me, his hands pinning mine against the wall.
I’ve never been in such a compromising position in public before. Part of me is dying in embarrassment, the other part is getting so excited my panties are already soaked. Either way, I know I want us to get home as soon as possible.
We finally stagger through Oscar’s front door. He is pulling off my clothing, I’m tearing at his shirt. We somehow make it into his bedroom without switching on a single light. We fall onto the bed, and my legs wrap themselves around his waist.
He hesitates for a moment, and then we both decide we don’t need the lights on. We have much more important things to do. My clothes quickly disappear. Soon our naked bodies are curved into each other. It feels so nice to have his skin against mine.
His slips two fingers inside me easily. Crooking them slightly, he finds the magic spot and starts to coax me to the edge. I’m already as excited as possible and he knows it. There’s no need for foreplay right now, we did it on the way here.
I writher under his touch, unable to stop my moans getting louder and louder. He positions himself over me, and I can feel the tip of his penis rubbing up against the inside of my thigh.
There’s something very exciting about this contact. I thrust my hips up to meet him. I’m so impatient. He has my hands pinned above my head however, so I’m unable to do anything. Instead I whisper “Please, please put your cock inside me. I want to feel it right now.”
For one agonising moment, I think he’s going to ignore me. He pulls away slightly, but then pushes deep inside me in a single, hard thrust. His cock fills me up instantaneously, stretching me to my limits.
I come there and then. The build up of our foreplay outside, his fingers working me as soon as we get inside, has all been too much for me to hold on. I ride wave after wave of pleasure, as my body convulses under him. He chuckles at me, pushing in and out a a constant rhythm.
I wonder briefly how long an orgasm can last, because I’m not coming down. It feels as if every time he pushes his cock into me, the feeling is so overwhelming it keeps pushing me back off the edge.
Oscar flips me over so that I’m lying on my front. My face is now in the pillows, and I try and muffle my moans of pleasure as much as I can. It’s been a long time since I’ve been so loud during sex. In some ways, I think because we are having sex in the dark, I feel more inclined to be louder. As if I won’t get told off for it, because you can’t see me.
From this position he is able to push his cock deep inside me. He’s also able to go a lot harder. He picks up his speed. Soon, my hands are braced against the headboard, as our momentum rocks the bed. He thrusts a final three times, deep and hard, before I feel the tell tale warmth spreading inside me.
Afterwards we lie there in the dark. We are both panting, too hot and sweaty to cuddle. I stifle a yawn, turn over, and bask in the glowing feeling that is radiating throughout my body. Oscar turns on the bedside lamp by accident whilst reaching over to set the alarm. I playfully shove him off the bed.