brought a date back with her . Sara didn’t know what to do, she was so embarrassed to be witnessing this. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She could hear the sound of kissing, and slightly opened her eyes. Carrie and Gabriel were standing next to the bed, Carrie’s hand was down his jeans gently stroking his erection. His breathing was heavy, but muffled by their kiss. His hand was pushing down the top of Carrie’s dress so he could grope at her breast. She groaned from under his mouth as she knelt down to the floor.
Carefully Carrie unzipped Gabriel’s jeans, and his hard erection came out. Sara considered turning away, or at least really closing her eyes but found that she couldn’t stop watching. Carrie, still stroking Gabriel’s shaft licked the lip of his cock before wrapping her lips around and working it like it diligently were a tootsie pop. Gabriel let out a groan, and pulled Carrie to here feet before walking her back to the bed. The same bed Sara was pretending to sleep on.
Gabriel laid Carrie down beside Sara who was trying her best to do a believable impersonation of a sleeping personal. Gabriel pulled Carrie’s dress off and slowly kissed from her mouth down to her clit. Sara could hear Carrie’s breathing grow heavier, as she discretely glanced down and saw Gabriel’s mouth hovering over Carrie, his lips lightly pressed against her small swollen peak.
His tongue slowly began to move and Carrie’s breathing grew more and more rapid.
Carrie’s breathing turned into muffled moans as she put her forearm over her mouth. As Sara felt Gabriel moving up, she squeezed her eyes shut.
“Do you have a condom?” Gabriel asked, his voice rough with arousal.
“Here” Carrie responded. Sara felt the mattress shift as Carrie passed the condom, and Gabriel put it on.
Then Sara felt Gabriel’s thrust through the mattress, Carrie groaned in response. As Gabriel’s rhythm increased so did their moaning which they tried to muffle through their deep kisses. Sara was bumped by Carrie’s leg as she wrapped them around Gabriel’s waist. Gabriel pumped with an intensity that Sara could feel from beside them.
“I’m going to come, oh, fuck, I’m going to come,” Carrie croaked out in an attempt to whisper.
Carrie’s desperate cries only made Gabriel’s increase as he pushed deeper into her. Sara felt her own dampness as she tried to hide her consciousness, but she too felt her own urgency.
“Ahhh” Carrie cried out in climax, muffling the volume with a pillow, and in a few more hard thrusts he too climaxed before collapsing onto Carrie.
Amanda, in the next bed began to stir loudly, Sara’s heart stopped as she heard Carrie and Gabriel freeze. Within seconds Amanda’s light snores were once again the only sound in the room, and Gabriel whispered that he should leave.
Sara felt the two bodies move off the bed. She listened quietly as they scurried around the room locating articles of clothing. As the couple went to the door to say their goodnights, Sara laid bathing in her own shame and desire. She didn’t know if she should tell Carrie what she witnessed or keep it to herself. As Carrie walked back towards the bed and climbed in, Sara rolled over omitting a gentle fake snore and eventually drifted off to real sleep.
Sara awoke to the bright beams of sunlight creeping in through the curtains. She stretched and slowly sat up. Amanda was in the shower, singing to herself off key. Carrie stretched and sat up, “Good morning,” she yawned.
“Good morning,” Sara responded feeling the inevitable blush spreading across her face. For a moment she had almost forgotten what had happened beside her the night before, she had almost forgotten how she guiltily, she just witnessed it. She enjoyed it, like a sick voyeur.
“Why the red face?” Carrie asked, poking Sara in the rib.
“I think just caffeine withdrawals.” Sara lied in response.
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Breakfast was quiet, the girls sipped on