I was in such an uncomfortable position but I couldn’t move without being clumsy about it, so I just dealt with it. My hand traveled under her shirt, under her bra and onto her breast. I pinched and flicked her nipple before lifting her shirt and bra and taking her nipple into my mouth. She moaned softly.

I covered her back up, taking sober note to the fact that we could be walked in on at any moment. I bunched up the blanket just right for just in case someone came outside. I slid my hand between her legs rubbing gently.

My nerves were making a comeback. I had assumed that the only reason she reached a climax the night before was because of intoxication. She normally only came every other time – so I knew the odds were that she wasn’t going to this time. I tried anyway.

I kissed her, sucked at her neck, pulled her hair – I did everything she liked. When I got her pants undone, I notice that to be really secretive, I couldn’t go down on her. I slid my hand into her pants and began to finger her as best as I could from that position. I switched from her clit to her entrance and back again.

I did those actions for nearly a half hour before she tightened around my fingers. I pulled them out and began rubbing her clit just right, feeling her muscles twitch beneath me. She grabbed my available hand and squeezed it hard as she kissed me passionately. I squeezed her hand in return as she got exactly what I had been aiming for.

Three sexual encounters in a row – she has reached an orgasm. I must be getting better. As my confidence skyrockets, she takes over. She gets above me, forcing me onto my back as her hand works its way south. She is kissing me and as her hand slips beneath the waistband of my pants, I begin fearing an immediate climax. Is that possible with girls? Can we come too fast?

That would be embarrassing. My entire body is once again on fire as she touches me. She touches me in all the right places. She knows what she doing. I’m fighting so hard to not moan too loud. Everything echoes in the country though. Her fingers are rubbing my clit, moving inside me, rubbing, and pumping. My heart is racing and my breathing is picking up. I bite down on her jacket as I feel my body tense.