Naked Guest-life

Naked, sleeping on my side facing the door, I can keenly feel my new Roommate's body pressed against my own, as we manage to fit together on the narrow bed. His left leg is wrapped around mine, and his left hand is cupping my breast softly, giving it rhythmic squeezes. Smiling, I slowly drift off to sleep, finding the closeness and sensations quite pleasant. I woke up briefly in the middle of the night, barely hearing the camera being taken down, but at that point it was dark and I was too tired, not to mention too comfortable, to care.

I feel Joe's tight grip on me, his leg still wrapped around mine, his hand tightly around me, clutching tightly to my bosom. Holding my naked body pressed against his, as we slept bundled together, my body on his. I find myself quite enjoying the closeness of our contact as I fall back to sleep, I awake hours later, the sun's first rays shining in the room. I feel his hand rhythmically giving me. a squeeze and I move my legs softly, not wanting to wake him.

My mind racing as the fog of sleep starts to evaporate from my mind. My new roommate from the boat I was on for several days lastweek at my side, and I was in my neighbor's unit across the hall; She had convinced me, perhaps due to how tired I was, to stay there... Oh, right, my clothes should be try by now. I yawn softly, forcing myself not to move too much, lest I wake him up. It was just then, as the thought passed through my mind, that I heard him wake up, making the point moot.

Joe props himself up a bit, and I moan softly as he kissed me on the neck, "Morning..", and with that, I felt his member, once more rock hard, rubbing across my ass cheeks. Despite it all, I found myself smirking, finding myself enjoying what that implied. I let out a soft moan, bending my neck as I took in the kisses. His hand pinched my nipple then, eliciting me to moan softly at the sharpness of his touch. I turn my head enough and we kiss, lips to lips, before I whisper, "Morning.", a smirk on my lips.

"Hey, we should have to go at it once more, if you are up for it..", to which I smiled back, feeling my breast tightly pressed against his shirt then, kissing once more, before whispering, "Maybe, thought I'd rather you show me the tell me about it...", winking at him, giggling as I teased him, knowing full well I had opened the door too, and looking forward too it with glee...