Night fell over the complex, and the competition was far from over. Half the contenders were still in the running and going strong. The complex closed up and the spectators left for the day. The staff turned in for the night once the players were settled. Everyone tucked in to continue this competition fresh in the morning.
Despite spending all day in bed, however, not everyone fell asleep immediately. For some it was a restless night. At least the weather was good as they camped outside, the lights on the complex illuminating the area. But even with the eye mask, Kara found she wasn’t ready to rest yet. She rolled over to check on her wife, who was curled up next to her under the duvet. “Remi. Are you asleep?” She whispered.
“Not yet” she replied, her eyes covered by a mask. The slim black woman turned her head to address her other half. “We should be though, if we want to win this.”
Kara smirked, putting an arm around her and kissing her neck. “I was just thinking, we have an opportunity here” she whispered.
Remi lifted her mask and looked at the white woman. “What are you talking about?”
“Wasn’t it always one of your fantasies to make love in a public place?” She asked, raising her eyebrows.
Remi glanced around the complex, at the beds practically beckoning for sex. “You can’t be serious” she squeaked, her cheeks turning red. “In front of all our friends?”
“They’re all asleep” Kara said, looking at their neighbors. Toadie, Terese and Melanie were zonked out nearby, and the others were quiet. “I’m not suggesting I whip out my strap-on and watch you ride me until the sun comes up. Though, for the record, I’d totally be down for that” she added cheekily. She reached under the duvet and put her hand over her wife. “I was thinking something more…subtle.”
Remi stiffened as Kara’s palm found her crotch and started rubbing between her legs. She closed her eyes and gasped, licking her lips as she was pleasured beneath the duvet. Kara hooked her other hand around her and undid the top buttons of her pajamas, reaching in to massage one of her boobs. “Oh my” she whispered, stifling a moan, terrified someone could be watching. But the idea that someone could be watching turned her one so much. Kara’s hand slipped under her waistband and sought out her wetness, much to the woman’s delight. “Oh my god” Remi gasped again.
“Should I stop?” Kara asked, grinning.
“Absolutely not” Remi whispered, wrapping her arms around her neck and pulling her into a kiss. The larger woman kissed her wife and fingered her under the bedsheets, carefully ensuring nobody could see them as she fucked her in a public place, under the noses of their neighbors.
Luckily, those of them who were wake were rather distracted to notice the lesbian couple having sex. Haz, for example, was waking up from a very wet dream to discover he was still in one. He opened his eyes and reached over to seek his partner, only for her space to be empty. For a moment he figured Mackenzie had used one of their toilet breaks. But then he looked down and saw the shape hidden under the duvet and felt a wet pair of lips around his cock. “Oh shit” he whispered, dropping back onto the pillow groaning in pleasure. The mouth sucked him feverously, a pair of hands working his balls while the duvet bounced up and down above his groin. He reached across to keep the duvet still, trying to hide his girlfriend from the others, resting a palm on where her head was. His dick was swallowed up down to the base and he felt a glorious suction bring him to the edge. “Shit, Mack! I’m going to cum” he hissed.
From the way her fingers tickled his ballsack, she wanted him to do just that. So he did, ejaculating into her mouth stifling a moan. Her mouth slipped off him when he was done, the duvet lifting as her head popped out to greet him. “Did you like that?” She grinned.
“Jesus Mack. What the hell!” Haz whispered, staring at the sexy young woman crawling up to kiss him. He looked around at the people who might see them. “Are you crazy? We’re in public.”
“I know. I couldn’t help it” she replied, laying on top of him covering them with the duvet. “I was horny and had this insatiable urge to do something insane. I figured you wouldn’t mind a quick blowjob.”
Haz looked at her apologetic face and shrugged. “I was quite a wake up call” he smirked. “Maybe you could do that when we’re at home.”
“I could be persuaded” she giggled, kissing him deeply. “As long as you agree to do the same for me on my early mornings.”
“Definitely. I’ll suck your cock every day” he promised. Then he realized what he said and pulled an embarrassed face. “What I mean to say was…”
“I know what you meant” Mackenzie laughed. She bit her lip, a naught look in her eye as she rubbed against him. “I’m still feeling rather horny” she whispered, bringing his hands under the covers so he could see she had removed her pajama bottoms, her thighs rubbing his penis between them. Haz squeezed her firm butt and got stiff again. “Fancy a quickie become we turn in for the night?”
“Here?”
She nodded, her cheeks flushed at how aroused she was. “Fuck me” she pleaded.
Haz licked his lips and glanced around. Then he took hold of her legs and slipped himself into her desperate cunt. She gasped silently and whipped the duvet over their heads, hiding them both so they could make love passionately.
Sadie was struggling to fall asleep too, but she had a lot on her mind. Or rather, she had one thing on her mind. His name was Byron. She tossed and turned as she tried to get some rest, but he kept invading her thoughts. Memories of their night together chased her dreams, the exciting and pleasurable recollections making her body ache for him. She was grateful her first time had been so special, but it had left her with a craving for more.
It hadn’t helped he had been extra attentive all day, playing the role of servant (much to Nicolette’s annoyance next door). Sadie had been having fun with it. But when she sat there contemplating what other services he might have to offer her, she knew she should stop fantasizing. Luckily he was gone for the night and she didn’t have to stare at him across the complex longingly. Holly had gone home too, clocking off her shift. She hung back to check on her, make sure she’d be okay sleeping out here tonight. She made a joke about how she envied how comfortable the bed was, wishing she could join her and sleep with her through the night. Sadie had turned her down, of course. Thinking on it now, maybe she’d be able to sleep if she had a warm body to snuggle up next to.
Byron’s warm body invaded her thoughts again and she rolled onto her side burying her head in the pillow, willing herself to fall asleep. The naughty memories of his toned muscles, soft lips and talented hands persisted until she felt a moist sensation between her thighs. She lifted her eye mask and sighed. “Fuck” she whispered.
Since the arousal wasn’t going away, she shuffled her pajama bottoms halfway down her thighs so she could rub her pussy instead. Maybe she could wear herself out masturbating. She just had to keep from making any noise. She did not want to attract attention. She reached between her legs and laid on her stomach, pulling the pillow over her mouth when she began to moan.
She closed her eyes and let the replay of her night with Bryon fill her mind. The hot sex and joy she felt came over her and soon she was horny and desperate. That only seemed to make things worse. She became more alert, not sleepy. Getting herself off was heightening her arousal, not quelling it. “For fuck sake” she whined, reluctant to stop now she’d started fingering herself.
She buried her face in the pillow and tried something else. She thought of someone else. Another hot, sexy person who she could fantasize about. Anybody else will do.
To her shame and surprise, it was Holly who sprung to mind. “If you wanted me to share your bed, you should’ve just asked” her mental image of Holly teased as she imagined them in the same bed, naked and making out. Sadie always did find her sexy. Her and Makenzie both. She did her best not to conjure Mack into her bed with her. The idea of a lesbian threesome brought another wave of arousal to her loins, however. “Be honest Sadie” her mind said through Holly. “It’s not me you really want to be having wet dreams about, is it?”
Thoughts of Bryon intruded once more and Sadie whimpered as she sank her fingers deeper, humping her palm against the comfortable bed as she was bombarded by thoughts and feelings and fantasies that drove her insane. Her mind kept switching between images of her making out with Holly to having sex with Bryon, her body heating up so much she started sweating, biting into the pillow to stifle the screams of joy as she climaxed under the duvet.
She slumped into the pillow and panted heavily. The worst thing was she still wasn’t exhausted. Her body refused to fall asleep. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the universe wanted me to forfeit this contest” she grumbled into the pillow.
She didn’t remove her hand from her pussy, resolving to keep going in the hopes of wearing herself out. Even if she had to fantasies about fucking every one of her friends to do it.
Her neighbor, meanwhile, had no trouble getting some sleep. Her slumber wasn’t entirely restful, however. Nicolette snuggled up in her bed snoring blissfully through the evening. Then whatever dreams she was having stirred her into performing a nightly ritual she hadn’t anticipated. You see, the single mom had a disposition to touch herself in her sleep. It wasn’t a conscious act, so she never expected to worry about it when she entered this competition. But midway through a wet dream she slipped her hands into her nightwear and began pleasuring her body, rubbing her clit or massaging her breast. Her snoring was replaced by soft panting, followed by delicate moans as the lesbian redhead masturbated shamelessly in her sleep. She never woke up during the night. Not even when she climaxed.
By the time she had, she had gained a gobsmacked audience in the form of her fellow competitors closest to her. Sadie stared with her jaw on the floor, briefly pausing in her own ministrations to watch the older woman being herself to orgasm. She couldn’t believe she’d witnessed such an audacious sight, envious when she immediately returned to snoring softly afterwards. Sadie glanced across the bed and caught sight of Makenzie watching too, her face turning red and retreating back under the duvet in fear of embarrassment.
“Holy shit” Makenzie whispered, staring at the redhead in wonder. She turned back to her partner. “I guess we’re not the only ones getting a quickie tonight” she said.
Haz nodded, a little distracted as he thrust between Makenzie’s legs resting on his elbows. He made love to her missionary style for a few more minutes, the sex steady and intimate, their eyes locked together gazing into one another. Makenzie wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately, their silent moans only going as far as the bed as they approached the finish line. “Almost there” Haz whispered, his hips jerking faster. “Fuck. I love you” he gasped.
“I love you too. Now make me cum” Makenzie whispered into his ear, weaving her fingers through his hair sneezing his length with her walls. They came together and they had to share a deep kiss to muffle the cries of ecstasy. Their hips shook until they finished cumming, his semen filling her cunt while she coated his penis with love. They colapsed onto the bed in relief, curling up together to fall asleep blissfully. If Sadie could see them cuddling, Haz’s arm around Makenzie cupping her breast, his penis rubbing against her ass eager to slip back into the young woman during the night (not the first time Makenzie woke up with a cock in her ass), she would probably explode with envy and just quit the contest and go home.
Everyone remained unaware of the two lesbians sharing the bed, who were too engrossed in their own love making to observe anyone else tonight. Remi moaned erratically into Kara’s mouth as the woman curled three fingers into her pussy, sensing waves of pleasure up her spine as she easily brought her to orgasm. Her hands clutched the bedsheets as she came, quietly apologizing to whoever had to clean them for the mess she must be making. She covered her mouth in an effort to remain quiet, even with her wife teasing her sensitive clit post climax. “Did that satisfy that itch?” Kara asked quietly.
Remi took a moment to compose herself before answering. “We are not doing anything like this again after tonight” she whispered.
Kara wiped her hand on the black woman’s breast and smiled. “It was fun though. Watching you lose it while staying quiet was entertaining. Reminds me of when we fuck while the boys are in the next room.”
“If you recall, I’m not the one who likes to make all the noise” Remi teased, rolling onto the white woman kissing her intimately. Kara fell onto her back and shivered when Remi’s hands lifted her shirt to massage her boobs. “Now it’s your turn to keep quiet” she whispered, crawling down her body and slipping under the duvet.
Kara shuffled up onto her elbows as her wife climbed down the bed. She felt her lips kiss her nipples, then her stomach, inhaling when her hands coaxed her to spread her knees. She glanced around, making sure everyone was asleep, before biting her bottom lip in anticipation. Remi’s tongue found her pussy and Kara feel back against the pillow, her mouth falling open as she began panting heavily. After a few moments she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to stifle to moans of pleasure.
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