This story is based on a true story that happened three years ago. Names have been changed.
It was a Saturday in the fall some years ago, and we had a party at our place. Friends and coworkers of my girlfriend, Mari, and me had attended, with drinks, some food and good wine. I spent the evening talking to new people and talked a lot with a guy called Eirik. We discussed politics, music, and everyone had a bit of a laugh as he was newly single and had decided to go no-fap for the last three weeks, something he claimed increased his energy.
There had been 25 or so people at the party, and now, around two AM, most of the guests had left. Most of them had gone by the local train or bus. It had been a really good night with lots of new people and a bit too much to drink. Now, five of the last of the guests were preparing to leave after helping us clean up the place a bit.
It was two female coworkers of Mari and one of their boyfriend of one of them, plus Eirik and his friend Erlend: two dudes in their late 20s we really didn't know that well, but they were friends of Mari's coworkers. They were getting on the night train as they lived in Oslo, and the other three were taking the bus the other way. Everyone was loud and laughing, as we were pretty drunk. I couldn't wait to get the guests out the door, as Mari had been flirting a bit with me and I knew we had some newly bought kinky black latex stockings I couldn't wait to see her in. We had just a couple of weeks before had a good talk and an honest moment where we shared some fantasies. As a result, we had bought some new stuff and both our sexdrives where kind of full throttle after that talk. Both of us had talked about threesome fantasies, but we liked to keep it in our fantasy as we felt we where a bit too settled and finished with our wildest days.
The guests rushed out the door to catch their respective rides. I locked the door, immediately kissed Mari and slid my hand over her ass. Even though we were both pretty drunk, I wanted to give the stockings a try. She laughed and gave me the look. We poured ourselves a last glass of champagne, went into the bedroom and started making out.
After a couple of minutes, we decided to try the kinky stockings. After a little drunken wrestle she got them and a black suspender/garter-belt on. I sprayed them with shine spray and wiped them off. She looked like an absolute sexbomb. The black latex rubber shined in the light and the suspenders were tight over her round curvy ass. We started to make out and I went down between her legs. She was all wet. Her thighs clamped around my head as I started licking. The smell of pussy mixed with the rubber smell really got me going.
"I can't take it any longer, you have to fuck me," she moaned. She was on her back with her latex legs clamped around me as I drove into her, but only a couple of minutes into it, the doorbell rang. Fuck!
I got off her and tried finding my clothes in my drunken stupor. I looked at the time, it was 2:25. The doorbell rang again. I eventually got around to the door to find two drunk dudes, Eirik and Erlend standing there. "We are so sorry! We just missed the train by seconds," Erlend said. They both hoped we were still awake, as they didn't have our phone number. Knowing that the next train didn't leave until 5:30 in the morning, I told them they could sleep in the guest room or couch in the living room.
I quickly made the guest bed and put a mattress on the floor for the second guy. "Make yourself at home," I said.
"Thanks a lot, we really appreciate it," Erlend said. They got some water and went into the guestroom. I killed the lights in the living room and went back to my latex dressed sexkitten in the bedroom. We slouched on the bed, drinking champagne. We slowly got into the groove again, a little quieter this time, as the living room in our apartment was door to door with the living room. She started giving me a blowjob, slowly. I was now bursting with hornyness, and slapped her ass as I flipped her over on her stomach.
I started pumping into her from behind as she moaned loudly. "Sssh, they might hear us," I said, and slapped her ass again. At the same time, the pillow knocked over the champagne glass, which spilled out over the wooden floor. We laughed. "I'm gonna go and get a towel and fix this real quick," Mari said, somewhat disappointed.
She opened the door and sneaked out of the bedroom and into the dark living room, wearing nothing but the latex stockings and garter-belt. A dim light came on in the living room and suddenly I heard Mari let out a loud gasp.
"Shit, shit, I'm sorry," a male voice said.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry too," Mari said.
I peeked out the door, barely seeing a naked man covered by a blanket on the couch in the shadows. It was Eirik, the non-fap man. Apparently, the mattress on the floor was too uncomfortable and he moved to the couch in the living room. Hearing the sexy noises from our bedroom was apparently too much for him to continue his non-fap journey, as he was naked on his back and apparently rubbing one out when Mari surprised him on the couch.
I peeked out the door, and Mari hurried over to the kitchen and grabbed a small towel she tried to cover herself with while returning back to me.
"Well, that's awkward," I said.
"I don't know who this is most embarrassing for," Mari said, giggling and laughing.
"I guess we're even," Eirik replied as he laughed. The situation was kinda embarrassing, but we were all laughing about it.
I was still horny as hell, so I told him, "You're just have to get used to the sound or get some good earplugs."
