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04/06/2024
A few months ago I went to Madrid to see some friends and try to improve my Spanish. I lived in a four-bed room in a mixed dorm - new people came and went almost every day, and I mostly chatted with them, but didn't get to know any of them.
One night in my room there was a British guy, an American guy, and a Bulgarian girl who moved in with her boyfriend on the bed above me.
At first, I was reading and didn't pay attention to them, and from time to time I felt the bed shake, but I wrote it off as the couple not being able to get to sleep. Then I heard a woman moaning softly.
Holy shit, they were having sex right above me. I instantly became wet. The soft moans continued for the rest of the night, and I was getting more and more excited.
I put my hand down into my pajamas, but I was afraid to make too much noise, so I slowly circled my clit with my finger. At some point I heard the British man's blanket rustling in the bottom bunk across the room.
I thought he might be jerking off, but I assumed my over-excited imagination was just running wild. I kept my hand in my pants and barely slept, but felt too embarrassed to make myself come in the presence of the other people in the room.
The next day, my head was spinning from what I had heard the night before. I was so horny that I wanted to fuck everything and everyone I saw. In the end, I decided I was in no condition to do much, so I went back to the hostel early, hoping I could get away for a second to masturbate and clear my head.
When I got to my room, the lone American from the night before was already there, on the top bunk across the hall.
I decided that I had to leave him and pretended to read sadly/frustratedly, imagining myself hitting all the furniture. Then I heard a squeak coming from the next bed.
My hand instantly went down my pants, and I tried to look in his direction unnoticed. He was facing away from me, but his hand was clearly moving in a rhythmic motion.
It was mostly quiet, but if he started to speed up, he would start to squeak. I couldn't take it anymore and thought that if he was masturbating, it was probably okay if I masturbated too.
I started rubbing my pussy, still trying to be quiet, but allowing myself to spread my legs a little. At this point, I felt conflicted - I needed to cum and I didn't know how much time I had left, but it was an amazing feeling and I didn't want it to stop.
I slowed down to enjoy it for a second, but just then the door opened - a new girl, also Bulgarian, came in and climbed onto the bed above me where the couple had been. As soon as she entered, I straightened up and pulled my hand out of my pants.
I didn't look at the other guy, but I assume he did something similar. I realized that there was a damp smell of sex in the room and felt my face turn red as I grabbed the book and stared at the words, which I was too excited to understand until the sun went down and I realized I was looking at the book in the dark.
I put it aside, settled down on my pillow and closed my eyes, trying to force myself to sleep, but I couldn't sleep, and only my overflowing pussy occupied my mind.
Eventually the American came back and settled down in his bed. Everything was quiet and still for a while, but then I started to hear creaking coming from the Chinese man's bed.
I put my hands back in my pants and started rubbing as slowly as I could. Then the blanket on the British man's bunk started to rustle. I quietly took off my pants and rolled over to stick my hand in.
It was then that the British man moaned loudly, which made the American man pick up the pace. I was worried that we would scare the woman in the bunk above me, until I heard a squelching sound coming from her.
Then I rolled over onto my back, spread my legs fully and started rubbing myself as desperately as I had been needing to for the past 24 hours. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the British man watching me and normally I would have been embarrassed, but I was too excited about finally feeling relieved to care.
I came pretty quickly, but I was still horny and continued to masturbate, listening to everyone else who was now talking openly. This went on for hours. I wanted to see the British man's cock (he was the only one I could see), but he had covered himself with a blanket.
Anyway, his moans and grunts were something from the realm of dreams. Right on the borderline between euphoria and suffering. The American pulled out his phone and scrolled through it, alternating between slow and fast movements.
From time to time, he gasped for breath and at one point let out a long moan (hearing this, I went over the edge and jumped on the spot). I guessed that the woman above me was either fucking the pillow or rubbing her pussy very aggressively - the bed was shaking like crazy.
She wasn't loud, but from time to time I could hear her making a little squeak, which somehow made me even more excited.
When it would quiet down, but then one of us would start making noise and it would turn everyone on again. The American came at least once, and the British came at least twice.
By sunrise, the air smelled strongly of cum. I finally fell asleep. When I woke up, the American and the Bulgarian had already left. The British man was still there - we had some awkward conversation, but we didn't mention the past two nights.
The next night, two new people arrived, and the events never happened again.
I often think of that night when I masturbate now. I've overheard other people having sex and masturbating at other points in my life, but I've never had an experience this intense.
One night in my room there was a British guy, an American guy, and a Bulgarian girl who moved in with her boyfriend on the bed above me.
At first, I was reading and didn't pay attention to them, and from time to time I felt the bed shake, but I wrote it off as the couple not being able to get to sleep. Then I heard a woman moaning softly.
Holy shit, they were having sex right above me. I instantly became wet. The soft moans continued for the rest of the night, and I was getting more and more excited.
I put my hand down into my pajamas, but I was afraid to make too much noise, so I slowly circled my clit with my finger. At some point I heard the British man's blanket rustling in the bottom bunk across the room.
I thought he might be jerking off, but I assumed my over-excited imagination was just running wild. I kept my hand in my pants and barely slept, but felt too embarrassed to make myself come in the presence of the other people in the room.
The next day, my head was spinning from what I had heard the night before. I was so horny that I wanted to fuck everything and everyone I saw. In the end, I decided I was in no condition to do much, so I went back to the hostel early, hoping I could get away for a second to masturbate and clear my head.
When I got to my room, the lone American from the night before was already there, on the top bunk across the hall.
I decided that I had to leave him and pretended to read sadly/frustratedly, imagining myself hitting all the furniture. Then I heard a squeak coming from the next bed.
My hand instantly went down my pants, and I tried to look in his direction unnoticed. He was facing away from me, but his hand was clearly moving in a rhythmic motion.
It was mostly quiet, but if he started to speed up, he would start to squeak. I couldn't take it anymore and thought that if he was masturbating, it was probably okay if I masturbated too.
I started rubbing my pussy, still trying to be quiet, but allowing myself to spread my legs a little. At this point, I felt conflicted - I needed to cum and I didn't know how much time I had left, but it was an amazing feeling and I didn't want it to stop.
I slowed down to enjoy it for a second, but just then the door opened - a new girl, also Bulgarian, came in and climbed onto the bed above me where the couple had been. As soon as she entered, I straightened up and pulled my hand out of my pants.
I didn't look at the other guy, but I assume he did something similar. I realized that there was a damp smell of sex in the room and felt my face turn red as I grabbed the book and stared at the words, which I was too excited to understand until the sun went down and I realized I was looking at the book in the dark.
I put it aside, settled down on my pillow and closed my eyes, trying to force myself to sleep, but I couldn't sleep, and only my overflowing pussy occupied my mind.
Eventually the American came back and settled down in his bed. Everything was quiet and still for a while, but then I started to hear creaking coming from the Chinese man's bed.
I put my hands back in my pants and started rubbing as slowly as I could. Then the blanket on the British man's bunk started to rustle. I quietly took off my pants and rolled over to stick my hand in.
It was then that the British man moaned loudly, which made the American man pick up the pace. I was worried that we would scare the woman in the bunk above me, until I heard a squelching sound coming from her.
Then I rolled over onto my back, spread my legs fully and started rubbing myself as desperately as I had been needing to for the past 24 hours. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the British man watching me and normally I would have been embarrassed, but I was too excited about finally feeling relieved to care.
I came pretty quickly, but I was still horny and continued to masturbate, listening to everyone else who was now talking openly. This went on for hours. I wanted to see the British man's cock (he was the only one I could see), but he had covered himself with a blanket.
Anyway, his moans and grunts were something from the realm of dreams. Right on the borderline between euphoria and suffering. The American pulled out his phone and scrolled through it, alternating between slow and fast movements.
From time to time, he gasped for breath and at one point let out a long moan (hearing this, I went over the edge and jumped on the spot). I guessed that the woman above me was either fucking the pillow or rubbing her pussy very aggressively - the bed was shaking like crazy.
She wasn't loud, but from time to time I could hear her making a little squeak, which somehow made me even more excited.
When it would quiet down, but then one of us would start making noise and it would turn everyone on again. The American came at least once, and the British came at least twice.
By sunrise, the air smelled strongly of cum. I finally fell asleep. When I woke up, the American and the Bulgarian had already left. The British man was still there - we had some awkward conversation, but we didn't mention the past two nights.
The next night, two new people arrived, and the events never happened again.
I often think of that night when I masturbate now. I've overheard other people having sex and masturbating at other points in my life, but I've never had an experience this intense.
Poster:
Little Bum Morgan
