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Category: Drunk sex

Author: elpis

Before i Beginn, i just want to say some things...
I know! Worst part of a Story, right? But bear with me for just a Sec. I promise it will get exciting in just a few lines!

A few years ago, when i was still in school, my whole class used to go partying together.
In each major holiday, we would all spent a weekend in a little hut in the mountains. No parents, no cellphone signal, just us, loud music and a lot of alcohol...
We had a rule back then, „Everythings stays in the hut“ which means that there were no stories told afterward, no pictures shown around and nothing somebody did in the hut would exist somewhere else than in the hut.
As you can imagine, a lot of things happened up there, though there were still some kind of manners. This might be surprising to some but, at least with my knowledge, there was never a gangbang, drugs or anything worse than cigarettes...
even sex was uncommon, but even if it happend, some people would usually sneak away from the party to seek a more quiet place.

Now, for myself, i never liked alcohol, and i rarely drank more than a occasinal beer. Even at these parties, i stayed sober. I actually just went with the rest of my class for the fun of being social, and also to look after them...
Since it was a mountain hut, it was (especially at winter times) freezingly cold there, and very drunk people tend to do some idiot shit. I usually had to pull some drunk people out of the snow sooner or later.
So i was basically the shepherd of my drunken herd.
Since i wasn't much of a dancing type either, i usually didn't have that much of an impact on the girls. Actually, tough i never admitted it, i was still a virgin. Of course, i had touched some boobs here and there, perks of carrying drunken girls around, but i never actually had anything with a girl that went farther than that. Most of the girls in my class, as far as i knew, wouldnt even consider me as partner, since i usually was the kind of guy that stayed in the back, never making any advancements.
I of course also had some crushes, around the time of this story, it was a girl im just going to call Sarah here.

Now, finally we can begin with the story:
It was Saturday evening, the second of the 3 days spent drinking, or Sunday morning, whichever way you want to look at it, and the party was in the process of dying down.
Most people already went to sleep, utterly drunk, and i tried to convince the last few people to also go to bed. Usually, everyone slept in the second floor, directly above the oven, since it was the warmest place with enough space for many sleeping bags.
Among the very last people was Sarah, and as they were about to finally go up the stairs, she started puking.
The others, of course, cause why not? where to tired to help her, and so i started cleaning her up alone.
It wasnt much, as she, being drunk and all, was shit at aiming and just puked a bit on her pullover. I had done this cleaning duty a thousand times, being a nurse and all that, so it wasnt anything special when i helped her take of the pullover, wash her mouth and wiped her face with a towel. She wore a top beneath, together with sweatpants. By the time i finished, she was standing very unsteadily and looked like she was about to fall asleep.
So, you know those typical mountain hut stairs? So steep that rather than going you have to climb and too narrow to do so next to each other?
As much as I would have liked to watch her drunk ass swagger up there it wasn't nearly as fun to actually patch her up after falling, so i decided that the stairs were too dangerous on that evening.
In the end, i brought her back to the living room, towards the oven, where i was usually sleeping, since someone had to get up a few times at night to start the fire anew. When she finally slumped down, she rolled over into my sleeping bag, and stopped there, lying on her back. We were alone, everybody else sleeping, with her being way to drunk for a conscious thought.
So, what did you expect my virgin ass to do?

Certainly not too actually tuck her in and go get myself a blanket.
Which was exactly what i did.
Hey, i never said i was brave with girls, right?

Sarah had a habit of, as soon as she started drinking, asking everybody to touch her.. especially her tits. Despite this, no one ever did, since no one wanted to be the „dude that used her being drunk as fuck“ to everyone else. After all it was a habit she was (only amongst us of course, remember: „it stays in the hut“) quite famous for.
And of course, i, the dude that suddenly had her passed out right next to me, drunk as fuck, surely not remembering a thing from the evening did the only reasonable thing to do.
I stabbed her boob with my finger.
That's right Virgins! I brought up the courage! (which is something i can never, ever boast to anyone openly, since she would surely kill me for it)
It was really soft and did a light wiggle, and she let out a breathless, near sleeping laugh. I had touched them before, of course, but more by accident, while washing her.
Never like this, intentional.
Since she didn't pull away, not that her drunken brain could, and i was in my rush of newly found courage, i grabbed her boob with my full hand.
It was amazing.
It was soft, almost jellylike, and warm. I loved it. Since she didn't complain, i put my left hand on her right boob and moved it around a bit. Now that she did like.
She wriggled her back a bit, and while she moved her boobs, it felt even more amazing.
Now that was the point at which my Courage finally left me, and pure Virgin-ness took over.
I moved my hands down, arcing her flanks, going down her body, and finally grabbed two handfull of butt i had imagined for quite a time. They were soft, but somehow still firm, and quite warm at the same time. Since she didn't complain, i finally decided onto going the next step. I arced my hand around her and put it on her crotch. (Cause hey, i got this far, right?)
I could feel her pantys trough the sweatpants fabric, and it was amazing. I was in the heat now.
Now at this point I, being a virgin of course, had a giant raging boner, and i couldn't have stopped myself even if i wanted it.
I moved back to her top and slowly pulled it up a bit, revealing her muscled belly, and let my right hand run over them, slipped it under her top and grabbed her BH. This was even better, feeling her boobs with a BH on top. Then i let my fingers slide under it. The next feeling is somewhat indescribable, and every virgin soon to be a MAN must make it for himself.
The first time touching raw boobs.

It was even more amazing.

I felt the nipple, the boob, everything. My hand felt like it was on Fire. Finally, i pulled the top over her head, unhooked her bh and felt her boobs with both hands. I just enjoyed this feeling for a few seconds, before moving down again.
I pulled, after no complaint from her came, her sweatpants along with her pantys down. She had a completely shaven pussy and sleepily spread her legs. I had a full look and her and had to admit that she was truly beautiful. Not that my brain could have decided anything else at this point of course.
I then softly put my right hand on her pussy and used my middle finger to slide down once through all of its length. While she had dizzily been slipping into sleep before, that woke her up. She moved down, and before i could do anything, my finger slipped inside.
She certainly liked that. Her back arched likely, and her muscles grew tense, as she, sleepy as she was, tried to move her hips. She lifted her hips up and down slightly, and, encouraged by that, i decided to do as i saw in all the porn movies.
I moved my finger.
Her back shot up even more, and her movements became stronger. I finally freed my hard as rock dick from my pants and started rubbing it with my left hand.
As my fingering became more furious, her hand suddenly joined mine on my dick and i felt myself growing tense already.
After all, i was still a virgin. My fingering seemed to have quite the effect on her, and her hips moved more and more furious, along with my own desire to come. It came quickly.
Suddenly, her hips were lifted in the air, along with her back and my finger. She screamed quietly, which resulted more in a snort than a scream, and climaxed. A clear liquid shot out of her pussy as she trembled, muscles caught in a spasm. I joined her after a second, and painted the floor next to her head white with my cum.
Her hips slumped back down, and i heard a happy laugh from her before she curled to me, and feel asleep.
Now, you guys know that feeling when you came and you realize what kind of a sick Bull*** Porn you just watched?

Yeah, i had that feeling.

So, i took it upon myself to erase all.. obvious traces... of our nightly endeavor.
Which means i got myself a wash bucket and cleaned the floor. Yeah, i know, talk about Post-Sex Sleep, right?
While she was sleeping next to me nude, on the naked floor and full of pussy juice.
Then i washed her as good as possible, especially her puss-puss
While she was sleeping next to me nude, on the naked floor.
Then i dressed her as good as possible, which means i kinda tried to get her clothes up while she tried to, still sleeping, wriggle away. The same way a baby does.
While she was sleeping next to me, on the naked floor.
Then i tucked her in my sleeping bag, made myself comfortable and finally, after jerking off covertly to the memory of what i had done, dozing in.
While she was finally sleeping next to me.

This ludicrously unsexy Ending actually turned out to be a real Lifesaver the next Day, as it saved me from getting my Head torn off by the equivalent of an Angry Cave Bear that just woke finding herself nude, without any recollection of the last evening.

Cheers! Have a nice Evening Reader!