Enjoying rain on a tin roof at dawn with coffee and had a sudden memory of this sound and setting from immediate post-college years:
Visiting a city for the weekend I stayed with an old friend and her boyfriend in their 2BR rental. They had a room mate who had partly moved out, staying there only one week a month, so they put me up in her room. Saturday night we went out but nothing too wild and planned to sleep in Sunday and have brunch.
Sunday morning I awoke to the comforting sound of steady rain on a tin roof and the lovely ache of some strong morning wood. I'd already, I'm somewhat ashamed to admit, scoped out Miss roommate's room, seeing a couple of pics of her - a medium build pretty red head with short hair and glasses - and peeking at a few sexy things in her panty drawer.
Moving quietly due to thin walls and squeaky floors I succumbed to the temptation of stroke one out with Miss roommate's panties wrapped around me. The selected pair was an obvious choice - bright red g-string with a touch of lace and super smooth nylon. As soon as I quietly settled in and felt the cool smoothness slide across my swollen mushroom head I heard muffled movement from my friend's room.
Soon it was obvious that my friend and her boyfriend were going at it - nice and slow. I felt so excited to secretly listen in and could hear everything - their movement in bed, a few moans, the mattress making a rhythmic quiet groan. All the while I laid still with only my hand moving up and down. After 10 or 15 minutes I could the faint but distinct hushed cry of my friend - a bookish, shy brunette with a tight small body - repeating "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...."
That sound alone could have made me come and the silky nylon self-rub was heavenly too. Together, the stimulus led to a huge blast of cum soaking my chest and belly and reaching up with a stray spurt on my chin. I fondled my spent cock while listening to two climaxes next door over the steady rain.
Visiting a city for the weekend I stayed with an old friend and her boyfriend in their 2BR rental. They had a room mate who had partly moved out, staying there only one week a month, so they put me up in her room. Saturday night we went out but nothing too wild and planned to sleep in Sunday and have brunch.
Sunday morning I awoke to the comforting sound of steady rain on a tin roof and the lovely ache of some strong morning wood. I'd already, I'm somewhat ashamed to admit, scoped out Miss roommate's room, seeing a couple of pics of her - a medium build pretty red head with short hair and glasses - and peeking at a few sexy things in her panty drawer.
Moving quietly due to thin walls and squeaky floors I succumbed to the temptation of stroke one out with Miss roommate's panties wrapped around me. The selected pair was an obvious choice - bright red g-string with a touch of lace and super smooth nylon. As soon as I quietly settled in and felt the cool smoothness slide across my swollen mushroom head I heard muffled movement from my friend's room.
Soon it was obvious that my friend and her boyfriend were going at it - nice and slow. I felt so excited to secretly listen in and could hear everything - their movement in bed, a few moans, the mattress making a rhythmic quiet groan. All the while I laid still with only my hand moving up and down. After 10 or 15 minutes I could the faint but distinct hushed cry of my friend - a bookish, shy brunette with a tight small body - repeating "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...."
That sound alone could have made me come and the silky nylon self-rub was heavenly too. Together, the stimulus led to a huge blast of cum soaking my chest and belly and reaching up with a stray spurt on my chin. I fondled my spent cock while listening to two climaxes next door over the steady rain.
