Sneaking out

For a little while you lay in each others arms to catch your breath, Mirandas brown hair arrayed across your chest as it rises and falls. Slowly you pull out of her, making sure to hold the condom and pull it out with you. She gasps cutely as your cock leaves her, warming your heart and making you kiss her again. Now outside of her you give her another quick kiss before standing and rolling the used condom off your dick, making sure to pinch it off to avoid spilling any semen on Sarahs carpet. Although you're sure the carpets experienced it before you don't want to give Sarah another reason to be mad with you. Turning around you toss the condom in Sarahs bin and pull up your pants, tucking your dick away.

"Now what?" You ask, turning back to your crush, still led naked on her back, her long legs slightly spread, shamelessly letting you see her dripping pussy. "Welllll..." Miranda begins tracing circles on the blanket next to her. "Your place, or mine?" She finally asks, locking her bedroom eyes with yours. "Mine." You respond without thinking. "It's closer and I don't want to have to wait any longer than I have to." When you say that Miranda blushes but smiles broadly. On shaky legs she gets up and throws herself at you, her arms wrapping around your neck as her lips catch yours for another kiss. "Then lets not wait." She whispers when she breaks the kiss, leaving you wanting more.

Putting on what little clothes you brought upstairs with you the pair of you quietly creak open the door and peak out. Sarahs house is quiet now, in contrast to the pounding music and whirling sound of the party hours earlier. Hand in hand you lead Miranda into the hall as quietly as possible, both of you wanting to get out of here without any more incidents. When you creep down the stairs you hear an indistinct moan from somewhere in the house. You're not sure if its Nicole or Sarah but you hope it's the latter and that the house succubus is suitably distracted.

When you get to the bottom of the first set of stairs the sound of sex becomes louder and you're able to deduce it's coming from one of the doors on this floor, notably not the one that you heard Nicole and Matt having sex behind earlier. This fills you with hope that Sarah is too busy commiserating with Tom to notice your movements. With Miranda by your side you descend the final set of stairs, arriving in the now dark hallway, the lights apparently having been turned off by whoever left last. Without turning them on you pad across the hall and feel around for the door to the front room. It squeaks as you push it open and you curse internally but thankfully no one besides you and Miranda notice.

Groping around the wall you find the light switch and flick it on, revealing the thankfully unoccupied living room. Everything is mostly where you left it, complete with the hat of names and the dildo sitting together on the table, hinting at tonight's earlier debauchery. You and Miranda split up to gather and put on your clothes. You have an easy time, slipping your shirt over your head once you scoop it off the ground. Miranda, however, is struggling. "Where are my panties?" She hisses at you as she drops to her knees to look under the table and couches, her bare ass in the air distracting you too much to say anything. When she straightens up , her mesmerizing butt turned away, you're able to speak again. "Tom probably took them." You state making her grimace.

"Pervert." She sighs, but she shrugs, acknowledging that she won't be getting them back tonight at least. "I guess we'd better go then?" Miranda asks, tugging her skirt down a little to try and cover her nude nether regions. "If you're ready." You reply, creeping back into the hall and opening the door to the outside. Thankfully Sarah has one of those doors that can be opened from inside without a key and locks automatically when you close it. The cold night air blowing in makes Miranda shiver beside you and when she steps outside her teeth begin to chatter. "Here, take this." You tell her, instantly stripping off your jacket and wrapping it round her shoulders, pulling her close for warmth as you walk. "Thank you John." She sighs, resting her head on your shoulder. "Such a gentlemen."

Neither of you say much as you walk, instead choosing to enjoy the comfortable silence. All too soon you arrive at your place. Letting go of Miranda for the first time since you set off you open the door to let yourselves in. You turn around to say something to Miranda but she cuts you off. Tossing your jacket aside she grabs you by the shirt and pulls you in close, her lips still cool from the walk as they mash against your own. You don't even break the kiss as you lead Miranda to your bedroom. Once there you fall back on to your bed and she falls on top of you, her body quickly becoming hot again despite the chill walk. When her hand gropes your hard cock through your jeans you decide to save the talking for tomorrow, and to use tonight for other things.