Drunk and Loud

"Stop!" Neil gasped. "Stop a minute." Saoirse let go of him and sat back, holding her hands in the air as she breathed heavily and looked at him. Then she leaned up on her knees over him and kissed his chest in soft kisses. Neil exhaled forcefully and caressed her thighs, up over her ass and up her back. He ran his fingers through her hair and caressed her face. She leaned up to his face and kissed his lips while they both looked at each other. "You almost had me there, you wily minx!" he groaned and laughed his cheeky, giddy giggle. She pursed her lips and gazed at him laughing in a soft giggle. "Mmm come on and let my beard tickle your pussy." Neil groaned, nudging her.

Saoirse licked her lips and groaned. "Hmmm... but I still want to suck your cock. 69?" she asked.

Neil's eyes flickered with excitement. Saoirse turned her body round and straddled him, backing up to his face and stopping when he wrapped his arms round her hips and held her pussy wide. She felt him kiss her ass, thighs and pussy softly before he began licking her pussy in steady, flat tongue strokes. Saoirse gasped and moaned. "Yeah that feels good. Mmmmm." She lay down along his body, licked her finger and lifted his cock, sucking firmly on the head and gently running her finger over his taint. She rocked her hips over his face and moaned loudly as he continued to lick her.

Neil panted and stopped. "How do you feel about a finger in your ass right now?" he asked. Saoirse sat up, looked round at him and nodded. "Reach me that lube from the drawer." he instructed. Saoirse leaned forward to get the lube and Neil sat up and gently licked round her ass hole. She gasped and moaned, handing the lube to him. He squeezed 2 pumps of lube on her ass hole and gently rubbed it round and round with his middle finger. She moaned as he carried on rubbing her ass hole with his finger and resumed lapping her pussy with his tongue. He slowly slid his finger into her ass hole and she sat up slightly, relaxing further back. She grasped his cock and stroked it firmly as she groaned in response to him.

Saoirse rocked her hips against Neil's face while he continued licking her pussy and fingering her ass hole. He grasped her hip with his free hand and clamped his mouth over her clit and she felt herself completely relaxed and overwhelmed with pleasure. She let the sensations take over her body and she lost all control of her mind, moaning loudly and talking dirty until she came. Neil continued licking her gently until her orgasm subsided and she lay forward, lifting off his face and trying to recover her breathing. "Now that's what I'm talking about!" Neil teased, kissing her thighs and ass cheeks. Saoirse breathed a laugh. "Stay put, I'll just do a bit of a clean up..." he said, reaching back behind him and lifting wipes from his nightstand. She squeaked at the cold wipe on her ass and Neil chuckled before aiming for the bin. "Right you, pay back - come here!" he growled, playfully lifting Saoirse round the waist as he sat up and throwing them both down sideways on the bed. Saoirse squealed and laughed as Neil sat up on his knees, turned her onto her back and tickled her. She met his gaze as he spread her legs with his knees and lay down with his elbows on either side of her head. "You taste so good," he started, his face inches from hers. She smiled seductively and puckered her lips at him. "...that I could spread you on toast." he finished. Saoirse cringed and scrunched her eyes shut and Neil laughed his cheeky chuckle. "Mm Mm Mm!" he teased, kissing her mouth in hard, sloppy kisses. She giggled, opening her eyes and kissing him.

"Which finger did you use?" she asked, suddenly wondering. He leaned on his left elbow and held up his right middle finger to her, smirking. She tutted and batted it away.

"Nah, seriously. That one was 'up yours'!" he sniggered and stuck his tongue out at her. "Don't worry, we're clean. All good to go!" he raised his eyebrows.

"You're making me cringe!" she giggled, screwing up her face. He leaned down and kissed her.

"What?! You've got a very nice ass! A very finger-able ass. I love your ass." he teased.

She reached her hands down and squeezed his ass. "I love your ass. It's so grab-able. I love it!" she groaned.

"I know you do, I catch you staring at it at work all the time!" he teased.

"No you don't!" she gasped. "I stare at other parts of you but not your ass, that's too obvious!" she giggled.

"Like I'm some piece of meat!" he joked, sticking his tongue out at her. She rolled her eyes. "Speaking of meat..." he said in a deep voice. "I really need to fuck you now." He sat up on his knees between her legs and let out a low moan while he rubbed his cock firmly up and down over her pussy, then grazed her clit.

Saoirse jumped, instinctively forcing her knees together and down against him to push herself up the bed away from him. "AAOWW FUCK!" she shouted. "It's still sensitive!" she panted through gritted teeth.

Neil reflexively grabbed her knees and held them firmly in his hands. "Oooh! Fucking hell, you nearly kneed me in the balls there, Saoirse. Would've been game over!" he chuckled.

"Would've been your own fault!" she laughed, raising her eyebrows. She held her body tense for a moment then let out a long, slow breath and relaxed.

He ran his hands from her knees, up her thighs over her hips and up her stomach as he leaned down over her, gazing in her eyes and kissing her, trying to hide a smile. His hands held her face and tangled in her hair. "I know, I forgot. I'm sorry." he said quietly with mock remorse. "Let me make it up to you." he teased. As they kissed, Neil stroked her legs, grasping her thighs and pulling them round his waist. Saoirse's hands roamed from his ass, up his muscular back, across his shoulders and down his sides. They kissed in soft, short kisses, moving to long, slow kisses where their tongues got lost in each other's mouths until they stopped and gathered their breath.

Saoirse held her finger to her mouth as if thinking and then lifted her legs, resting her feet on his shoulders and guided his cock inside her. He pushed slowly into her wetness and she shifted her hips, adjusting to him. "Ohh you're so tight!" he groaned loudly, drawing back and lifting her left leg over his right shoulder. She held herself wider allowing him to push right in. He exclaimed in a loud moaning sigh and looked in her eyes as he felt her warm pussy envelope his throbbing hard cock.

Saoirse nodded, furrowing her brow and moaning as Neil fucked her steadily. She bent her right leg out to the side and Neil leaned on it with his left arm. She rested her right foot on his left hip and reached her hand down to cautiously stroke her clit. "Ooooh! I'm so wet." she murmured.

Neil breathed a laugh. "Yeah you are." He watched her tease her clit and begin bucking her hips. "You feel so good!" he groaned.

She moaned his name. "Harder!" she groaned loudly. He complied and got into a steady rhythm of fucking her hard. "Yeah, mmm that's it." she groaned. Their skin slapped together and the bed creaked. She groaned and panted at the force of his thrusts. She grabbed his right thigh, pulling him further towards her.

"I'm gonna cum!" Neil gasped, holding her left thigh against his chest and fucking her harder as she continued stroking her clit and her hips began to roll.

"Wait, not yet!" she moaned urgently.

Neil exhaled forcefully with a laugh. "Cos it's that easy!" he panted and slowed his thrusts. Saoirse watched his face as she reached down and gently tugged his balls. Then she resumed rubbing her clit as Neil stayed still inside her and stroked her thighs and watched with a thrill as she brought herself to the edge. She nodded and moaned signaling to Neil who resumed fucking her hard. He felt her start to clench and grip his cock inside her, she moaned loudly that she was ready. He panted as his balls tingled and tightened and he felt himself about to cum.

Saoirse moaned loudly in agreement as she came hard, her body convulsed and spasmed and her back arched off the bed. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she rolled her hips forcefully against him in uncontrollable thrusts. She heard Neil grunt loudly as he thrust hard into her. The grip of her squeezed him tight. "Oooh yeah, yeah!" he groaned loudly and she felt his cock throb inside her. She grasped his right thigh, accidentally digging her nails into his skin as she pulled his body closer to her, wanting him as far inside her as possible. Neil held her hips, pulling her body against him. They both groaned and breathed heavily, grinding together as their orgasms subsided. Saoirse opened her eyes to see Neil's head hanging down over his body, his chest rising and falling rapidly as she felt his cock still throbbing inside her. She moved her left leg from his chest and he let go of it, looking up at her and they smiled at each other, breathing heavily. Saoirse held up her hand and Neil hi-fived her then he frowned and laughed. "Did you really just hi-five me cos we came at the same time?" he asked. Saoirse laughed and nodded. She wrapped her legs round his waist and pulled him down on top of her. "Go easy!" He winced and groaned feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm pulse against him inside her. "You're so hot." he said playfully. He kissed her then rested his forehead on hers. They gazed into each other's eyes and tried to recover their breathing. "Fucking hell, Saoirse!" Neil said, pulling out and lying down beside her on the bed. She reached her right hand up and stroked his beard while he ran his fingers softly over her inner wrist as they lay in silence, recovering and then quickly fell asleep.

Saoirse woke up disoriented. Her mouth was dry, she had a headache, her body was aching, she was naked and her face was tight and smeared in last night's make-up. She was lying sideways on the bed, the duvet was hanging mostly on the floor, the bedroom door was wide open and the hall light was on. She groaned and moved slightly to try and get her bearings and felt Neil stir behind her.

"Morning." he whispered in a croaky voice, sliding his arm down Saoirse's curled up legs, pulling her against him and kissing her hair and her temple as he leaned over her. She breathed a sigh and smiled realising she was with Neil, closing her eyes and humming contently. She felt his cock hard against her back and reached behind her to grab it. Neil groaned and they both giggled sleepily. "Don't tell me you're already raring to go after last night?" he asked, his croaky voice breaking.

"Fuck no!" she croaked, shifting in the bed. "I'm sore and I need a shower!" she sniggered. She stroked her hand along his arm as it snaked round her waist and clasped her hand over his as she snuggled back into his embrace.

He lifted his head sightly and leaned on his arm, looking down at her. "Are you alright?" he asked. She nodded. "Hey?" he whispered, stroking her hair and turning her head towards him as he leaned over her. She looked at him, her eye make-up was smudged round her eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked again. She nodded again.

"Yeah! It's standard post-hard-sex ache." she shrugged. "And a hangover!" she giggled. "I'll take some paracetamol when I get up, no biggie." she smiled and kissed him.

"I'll get you it now, how about breakfast in bed?" he asked, kissing her. She stroked his beard, smiled and nodded. "What do you fancy?" he asked.

"Whatever gourmet breakfast delights you've got this morning are good with me." she smiled sleepily. Neil kissed her and nodded then stretched and jumped up, letting Saoirse fall back onto the bed, and stumbled out to the kitchen. Saoirse stretched, got up, shook the duvet back up onto the bed and straightened the pillows. She found her make-up wipes to take off last night's make-up then got back into bed and stretched out with a heavy sigh, lying flat on her back with her knees bent, her feet flat on the bed and her arms above her head. Neil returned several minutes later, setting plates and cups on the nightstand and carrying a box of paracetamol in his mouth. "Oooh breakfast in bed served by a hot naked ginger!" she teased, sticking her foot out from under the duvet and running it up his thigh.

Neil dropped the box on the nightstand and chuckled. He threw back the duvet and climbed on top of her, pulling her legs round his waist. "The best I can do is peanut butter on toast and a cup of tea with the tea bag left in it. Just the way you like it. You're welcome!" he teased, leaning down to kiss her. She wrapped her arms round his neck and kissed him just as they heard movement in the hall.

"Morning lovebirds or should that be dirtbirds!" shouted Neil's sister as she came out of the spare bedroom across the hall and stomped into the kitchen in her pyjamas.

Saoirse and Neil froze, their eyes wide as they stared at each other. Saoirse felt the warmth creep over her face as she blushed. "Ehhh... what are you doing here?" Neil shouted. He got up, unsuccessfully searching the floor for trousers to put on and he lifted a pillow, holding it over him as he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the duvet up over Saoirse, who pulled it up over her head and lay in bed cringing.

Neil's sister came back into the hall. "Ehhh you said I could stay here last night instead of trying to get across town to mine." she said sternly, standing in the doorway. "I sent you a text and you said 'No problem'. Or did you forget?" she asked sourly.

Neil glared at her. "NO, you asked could you stay NEXT Saturday!" he said furiously, looking around for his phone.

"Yeah? And I sent it on Wednesday so that's last night!" she said, patronisingly.

"What the FUCK, Deb!" Neil growled.

"What the fuck exactly! Those noise-cancelling headphones you got me for Christmas came in handy last night but I also wished I could've become temporarily hearing impaired!" she exaggerated.

"Sorry, Deb." Saoirse said from under the duvet.

"Don't you apologise!" Neil said to Saoirse. "What time did you get here? How did you even get in the door?" he asked his sister.

"I got in about 1am cos I had your spare key. Then you two fell in about half an hour after, making a massive racket!" she replied.

"Is that why the hall light was on?" Saoirse asked, still curled up under the duvet.

"Yeah! I left it on so you'd know I was here!" Deb said. "Right, I'm getting out of here. I'll leave you to your own company!" she said agitated. She slammed the bedroom door shut and Neil sighed then started laughing.

"Neil, I'm actually dying of embarrassment under here!" Saoirse whined from under the duvet.

"Why? It's my flat, not hers." he said. He pulled the duvet back and grabbed her leg, pulling her towards him. "Come on, it's not that bad." he chuckled, leaning over her.

Saoirse's flushed face cringed. "How?! That was the most..."liberated" sex we've had," she hissed. "...and your SISTER was across the hall!"

Neil sniggered and shook his head. "We were having sex..." he said softly shrugging, unsure how to reassure her further.

"Yeah, really loud, hard sex. With the door open. And we were so drunk!" she said, cringing as images of last night flashed through her head.

"I think I still am a bit drunk." Neil sniggered. "If she had been so upset about it she would've interrupted or something. But she was drunk herself so she probably passed out blasting music through her headphones!" he tried to reassure her.

Saoirse sighed. "How are you so calm about this, Neil?" she asked.

"It's done now." Neil shrugged. "There's nothing we can do about it, can't go back and change it." he said. "Yeah my sister overheard us shagging, bit awkward but so what?!" he exclaimed. "We had a good night and the sex was fucking awesome, go us!" he held up his hand to hi-five her but she put her hands over her face, shook her head and grumbled. Neil pulled her hands away from her face and looked at her intently, smirking. "You know it, your face just hasn't caught up yet!" he teased, raising his eyebrows until she reacted.

"Ok, yes! We had a good night and the sex was fucking awesome," she said, failing to hide a smile as she reluctantly, half-heartedly hi-fived him. Neil grinned and nodded. "but Jesus fucking Christ I am mortified that she heard it." Saoirse whispered, sitting up against the headboard.

Neil laughed his giddy giggle and stroked her hair. "Aw Saoirse it's alright. Here, drink your disgustingly strong tea before it goes cold." he chuckled, handing her a cup of tea and kissing her on the forehead. "With all the places she lived at university, I'm sure she's heard worse," he said, cringing at own words.

He lifted a piece of toast and stuffed it into his mouth then sat back beside her on the bed and put his arm round her as she drank her tea and tried to recover her dignity. He nudged her and chuckled as they ate their breakfast until she giggled and they fell into a fit of laughter about the situation.