Sexual tension

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After about 4 drinks and 6 shots I already forgot what happened between me and Damiano. Victoria, Lia and I drank and had fun together. I could see that Vic and Lia had gotten a little too close, but I didn't pay too much attention to it, only thing important to me was to have a good time.

A little later I needed to go to the toilet. When I was done, on my way back Ethan noticed me and came up to me.

"Hey, are you having fun without me?" He asked me visibly tipsy.

"When I think about that, I would have more fun with you." I replied hugging him with my arms around his waist. He grabbed me by the cheeks and kissed me. The kiss was getting more and more serious by the minute.

"Do you want to go to my room?" He asked me.

"Wait, I'm going to tell the girls I'm with you, and then we can." I winked at him but he just laughed and said.

"I think the girls had already forgotten about you." He pointed outside where I could see Vic and Lia kissing.

"I think you're right." I laughed and took his hand.

"Come on, let's go." I said but I didn't know which was Ethan's room so I just followed him.

We entered the hallway and couldn't keep our hands off each other. He pressed me against the wall and kissed my neck. He grabbed me by the back of my thighs and lifted me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist. We honestly didn't even know whose room we were entering because we were too busy with each other, the only thing in our minds was to get to bed. Ethan laid me down on the bed and I started unbuttoning his shirt while he kissed my neck.

I felt his hands trying to find the zipper of my dress that was on my back. I turned us over so I was straddling him. He opened the zipper of my dress and I took it off so now I was only in my black lingerie. He turned us around again. I was under him and I tried to loosen up his belt. When I did I wanted to take off his shirt.

When I finally took off his shirt, I don't know what happened but I started thinking about what would it be like if Damiano was the one on top of me taking off his shirt, kissing my neck, slowly removing every single clothing from me while pleasuring every part of my body. I couldn't control myself. My thoughts became blurry, but I could clearly see Damiano in them.

He pressed a kiss over the fabric between my legs, I was already soaked, showing him just how much I needed this. He slid my panties, agonisingly slowly, down my legs and his lips followed behind them. Once he'd removed them he threw them behind him somewhere and started to kiss his way back up. I leaned up on my elbows watching him while biting down hard on my bottom lip, I felt hot all over and the need for him to give me the sexual release I craved grew stronger to the point I ached inside and felt as though it was weighing me down into the bed.

The alcohol in my system started to affect me too much. With so much pleasure I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, I no longer saw Ethan on me, but felt as if only Damiano and myself were in the room.

He lowered himself back down, draping his body over my and leaned on his forearms on either side of my head. He rolled his hips into mine
knowing I was extra sensitive. He pressed his lips back onto mine giving me a gentle, loving kiss. I began to kiss him back and gently tugged on his bottom lip. He quickly upped the intensity, brushing his tongue over mine, making me wrap myself around him. As my legs went up and around his waist he pushed his hips forward, sliding himself inside of me making us both gasp as we shared a hot open mouthed kiss. He closed his eyes and groaned as he began to move.

The slow but deep pace he was setting made me moan and whimper and my open mouth was just another invite for his lips and tongue that I felt he couldn't resist. I started to move my hips, matching his delicious movements with my own. He increased the pressure of his thrusts,
fuelled by the need to go deeper and
harder into me. A bolt of intense
pleasure shot through me making me
moan and I closed my eyes once more
while biting my bottom lip. He stilled
inside me for a moment, not wanting
to come yet, and opened his eyes to
see me looking up at him.

"You feel so good." He moaned as he began moving again.

"I can't get enough of you, I need to go harder." He lowered his head and buried his face against my neck while rolling his hips, making me moan as the change of angle of his thrusts began to rake over my sweet spot again.

He was now going harder and deeper into me that that the creaking of the bed could be heard and I was overwhelmed by the heat that rapidly formed inside of me. My whole body feel almost as though I was going to burst into flames. There was no doubting that he could feel it too as his thrusts became harder and erratic and his moans became louder and more frequent.

I could feel myself tighten and then
squeeze him as I came, my body
shuddered from head to toe and my
thighs clenched around him. That pushed him into the release he'd been craving and he came with a throaty cry as the pressure inside him finally gave way. He pulled out of me and shifted beside me. We were still breathing hard and it took me a while to come to my senses.

I was so tired that I shifted a little closer to him and fell asleep. I think soon after me he did too.

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