Sex Under the Blankets: Romantic Sex With Sean

Rain turning into ice made for a perfect excuse for Sean to spend the night.

After all, driving on an icy gravel road would be dangerous. So, we both agreed Sean should stay the night with me in my little cabin. Sure, he didn’t have any spare clothes. That just meant we needed to have sex under the blankets to keep him warm.

I said as much, and he laughed. Earlier, we had both agreed that if the weather did turn, he needed to stay the night. And when the weather went icy, it meant our night together lasted a little longer.

Since we hadn’t originally planned on Sean spending the night, Sean didn’t have anything to wear to bed. So he simply went naked. Meanwhile, I wore a pair of flannel pajamas to keep the cold away.

As he crawled under the blankets, he joked to me that it was a little unfair that I wore pajamas and he didn’t have any. But I had plans to warm him up. Outwardly, I agreed and turned off the lights for bedtime. (And for any sex under the blankets that might happen soon!)

I still kept my pajamas on, though. The winter storm was cold!

Soon, I joined Sean in bed under the heavy blankets. And once I was under the covers, I pulled him into a hug for “warmth”. Though our arms were intertwined, the covers remained unbothered above us, keeping the cold of the storm outside.

Being so close to each other under the blankets meant his breath was louder than the storm outside. Somehow, the close contact made me squirm, a heat in my belly that drove me to act on it.

So, I pressed my lips against Sean’s. At first, we just engaged in gentle kisses under the blankets while holding each other. Soon, though, our hands started running over each other’s bodies. I caressed his back. In return, he tugged my pants down. I helped, wiggling one leg completely free.  All of this was under the covers, of course.

Our intimate embrace easily became romantic sex under the blankets.

While sharing heated kisses, our fingers ran over each other’s skin. Every place Sean’s strong fingers connected to my bare skin sent heat and arousal flooding through me. And each wave of arousal only made my pussy grow wetter and hotter. Soon, I found myself rubbing my thighs together for some relief from my arousal. And at that same time, his hard cock pressed against my belly, probably soothing his aching cock.

It wasn’t very vigorous grinding between us. But our sex under the blankets still ignited passion and desire inside me, and I couldn’t get enough. In fact, I threw my leg over his hip to give him easier access. Then, I reached out and guided his cock down from my belly to between my wet thighs. I moved his cock inside my sex. Feeling him thrust experimentally, I gasped as I adjusted my hips and my leg over his to push him deeper inside.

Sean grunted and thrust into the newly available space. After a few thrusts of his hips, he switched up his movement and pressed his lips to my neck. And I moaned as his kisses turned into bites against my skin. The sensation made me want him even more. So I tried to move my hips higher by using my leg as leverage. This way, I took his cock more deeply.

Turned on by Sean’s biting, I clenched my pussy down on his cock. I think that act nearly sent him over the edge, as his body jerked as he groaned in my ear. Of course, his jerking motion sent his cock deeper inside me. And that made me clench down harder. It was a loop.

We were both close to cumming from sex under the blankets.

Perhaps what tipped us over the edge was the intensity of being under the blankets. Regardless, we came at nearly the same time, gasping and clawing into each other as we did so.

Only then did we throw the blankets off to cool down. For a few moments, I breathed to come down from my orgasm. Then, I leaned over and kissed Sean on his forehead, wishing him goodnight.

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