Cuddly Drunk Sex: Clinging to You

My cuddly drunk sex is more like two bodies rutting against each other than anything, but it feels good!

I think cuddly drunk sex is the best form of foreplay. To be fair, I drink wine for cuddly drunk sex, not liquor. I don’t want to be smashed, or so inebriated that I just flop on top of someone and make them do all the work! That’s no fun.  But a little bit of drinking gets my blood pumping and my body flushed. Since my body feels so warm, I want to strip down. So sitting next to you, I shed my cardigan, my hands running up and down your arms. I love the way your sweater covers you but isn’t it too warm? Why don’t you take it off for me?

And thus, the cuddly part of cuddly drunk sex starts.

Once your sweater is off, I crawl into your lap and press myself against your chest, my head resting on your shoulder. In fact, every time I breathe, my breath travels past your neck. And don’t forget, my body isn’t still. Actually, I’m rubbing myself all over you, gyrating against you and trying to press my body closer to yours.

However, it’s still not enough. I mean, you have your top off. For more cuddly drunk sex, I should take off my dress, right?  Before you answer, the dress is already off my hips. Now a flushed, half-naked me in my lingerie on squirms in your lap, moving back and forth on you as if trying to put my scent all over you.  You feel nice, alright? Your skin is warm under my body heat, and rubbing against you makes my belly warm.

Ah, I love the touching that comes with cuddly drunk sex.

It doesn’t take long for my flushed face to move back to your neck. In fact, my mouth trails up your jaw, sloppy drunk kisses in its wake. I love how your skin lights up the nerves in my mouth, leaving me wanting more. Just like how my skin pressed against your warmth shoots excitement through my nerves, all of it pooling in my belly. Taking my time and exploring you is the best part of cuddly drunk sex.

It isn’t long before I decide my panties are in the way. I’m sure you agree. And as I focus on grinding down on your cock, trying to slip my panties off at the same time, I attempt to kiss your mouth. Whether I make it or not is up to you; do you kiss me back? I hope so.

Or maybe you help me with my panties, instead. Then you gently push me to the ground, underneath you. Though, I don’t stop holding you. Even when you breech my tight, warm pussy, perhaps warmer than usual thanks to the wine, I still cling to you. My hips move up and down on your cock as much as they can. I love cuddly drunk sex, and I refuse to let go of someone who makes me feel so good.

We can have our own drunken sex over the phone, too. Hit me up and let loose!

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