My mind raced back to the tent. I thought about how we’d not cared if Scott and Sharon heard us but realized this was different. They’d been participants, while Melanie was an innocent bystander. She’d be shocked if she woke up to us fooling around.
That did not stop us.
Soon I had Erica’s bra unhooked and was massaging her bare breasts. Her skin was sticky, but that didn’t lessen my enjoyment. I could feel her breathing deepen as I focussed on her nipples and clit. I’d long since learned how hard she liked me to pinch them. She softly moaned as I rolled one in my finger and hit the perfect pressure.
I ran my fingers in small circles over her clit, pressing hard against her to get enough friction. Her jeans were still on, and although they were unbuttoned, I was restricted in my movements.
I paused from pleasuring her and grabbed the waist of her pants, pushing them down as she lifted her ass. We both knew Melanie would have a direct view of my fingers inside Erica’s cunt if she woke, but I wasn’t about to stop so close to making her cum.
With my motion no longer restricted, I rubbed her clit furiously, not worrying about the squishing sounds between her legs. I didn’t want to rouse Melanie, but I was losing concern if it were to happen. This was too much of a turn-on.
I felt Erica’s body tense and knew she was about to cum. During every orgasm, she arched her back and curled her toes. This time was no different. I did not let up, continuing to fondle her tits as I flicked her clit. She reached her hand to cover her mouth as she withheld a moan.
She was loud enough that I worried Melanie would wake, but her eyes remained closed as Erica came. Her body shuddered as she pushed her ass against me, reminding me my cock was painfully hard, and I wanted relief.
I kissed Erica’s neck, but my eyes were fixated on Melanie. I’d made my girlfriend cum while I stared at my sleeping friend. A friend that I’d fantasized about fucking many times before.
As Erica’s orgasm subsided, she let her body go limp, sinking into me. I idly played with her breast waiting for her to recover, but I wanted my turn. I needed to cum.
“I’m going to change into my pajamas,” Erica whispered as she pulled her pants on.
I was surprised. Would she not return the favor? I knew she didn’t like blowjobs, but she could at least give me a handjob in return.
When she returned, she wore an oversized t-shirt and the same baggy shorts she had sported camping.
“Let’s make a bed,” she said as she smoothed out the sheets and blanket immediately next to the sofa, right under Melanie.
Erica lay down and patted the blanket behind her, insisting I join her.
I was still fully clothed, but I knew I could get away with stripping to my boxers, even with Melanie there. She was used to seeing me without a shirt, and she’d understand me not wanting to sleep in my jeans, especially after some drunk guy spilled beer on them.
I slipped behind Erica, my hard cock tenting my boxers as it pressed against her. My erection nestled between her cheeks as I rubbed against her, working deeper into her crevice, trying to remind her I hadn’t cum.
Erica reached back and pulled my dick from my fly, giving it a few strokes before she guided the tip through the loose leg hole of her shorts.
“I’m not wearing any panties,” she whispered before pressing my head against her damp slit.
I shouldn’t have doubted her intentions.
I scooted down, giving my cock a better angle, as Erica continued to rub me against herself. I slipped my hand under her shirt, finding her breasts free from her bra. I took the weight of one in my hand as I thrust forward, driving my cock into her soaked slit.
I glanced above us, checking that Melanie was still asleep before I pumped into Erica. I knew it wouldn’t take long, as I was too excited to hold out, but I guided Erica’s hand to her clit anyway, wanting to give her the chance to cum again.
Her pussy was as wet, warm, and welcoming to my cock as ever, but knowing Melanie was a few feet from us made my mind wander from the girl I was inside.
I began to think of what it would be like to make love to Melanie. Make love, as she didn’t seem like the type to fuck. I imagined she would like to be face to face, taking things slow, as our bodies connected. I could almost feel her firm tits slipping across my chest.
My mind spun back to reality. Melanie wouldn’t fuck me on my grandmother’s floor with a friend sleeping next to us like Erica was.
I still didn’t know how much she got off doing things like this or if she did them for me. Either way, I would cum inside her with Melanie sleeping near us.
My libido begged me to speed up, and I gradually gave into my desires, increasing my speed while staying as quiet as possible. I’d never realized how loud sex was until I needed it to remain silent.
Erica played with herself as I plowed her from behind. My hand continued to massage her breasts, pinching her nipple to offer more stimulation. I began to realize she might cum with me after all.
My thrusts were hard, but I was pulling my punches. I would pull almost all the way out, but when I plunged into her, I stopped short of burying myself completely. This prevented the slap of our bodies colliding and still felt amazing but was slower to bring me to climax.
Every time I fucked her, I thanked her doctor for putting her on the pill and questioned why it took me so long to screw her without a condom.
My actions and clothing muted the slapping of our skin, but the sloshing sounds of me plunging her wet cunt grew louder as I upped the intensity. Still, Melanie showed no signs of waking as we sought our happy endings.
“Are you close?” I quietly asked Erica.
“Almost, keep going, just a little harder,” she pleaded.
I rolled her onto her stomach, trapping my hand under her as I continued to play with her breast. I thrust into her full force, the carpet keeping her body from moving away from me. We were louder, but I didn’t care.
I could feel her fingers flicking her clit when they occasionally grazed my cock.
Each time I pulled from her, my dick skimmed along with the fabric of her shorts. They were smooth, felt good, and added an extra layer to the already complex sex. I liked fucking her while we were partially clothed, as it reaffirmed what we were doing was risky, and Melanie could wake at any moment.
I arched my back as I used my hips to thrust hard into her, knowing I was close and hoped she was too. Normally, we communicated when we fucked, letting each other know what was or wasn’t working and if we were getting close, but we didn’t want to risk making too much noise. Instead, I relied on our experience to know when to go hard.
Luckily, I was right. I felt her ass push up against me as her cunt clamped down, contracting around my shaft as I fucked as hard as I dared.
Erica let out a louder than desired shriek as she came.
My cock jumped and unloaded into her. I restrained my grunts as I made a few more violent thrusts, filling her with my cum. Her pussy was still spasming as I relaxed on top of her, pressing her firmly into the floor as I compelled the last few drops from my cock.