[FM] Loud & Proud

Well, I’m just going to say it. I love it when people can hear me getting fucked senseless. By no means am I quiet, and I don’t hold anything back, whether friends or family around, I’m pretty sure most of them have heard me beg one time or another to be filled or covered in cum.

It all started growing up when I could hear my mom having sex with my dad. I have three younger sisters, and she wasn’t as secretive as she thought, although things did kinda change when I moved down to our basement and not in the way one might think. Before we get to that, though, growing up, when I was first discovering myself, and hearing my parents. The noises she made were a massive turn on, and I would play with myself until my mom had her orgasm, and I’d be biting down on my pillow, having my own silent one in sync with her. She thankfully never caught me at that time in my life, but things would only escalate in the years to come. That’s a story for another time, though.

Instead, I want to focus on when I moved downstairs. It gave me the freedom to explore more of the 18+ sides of the internet, which in turn likely corrupted me to a point I became insatiably horny. I always grew up behind the mask of being a good girl, but during a certain point in my life that changed, and I started taking more risks. It was when I got my first serious boyfriend that my desires to be fucked & filled increased tenfold.

Across from where I went to school, there was a convenience store, and I’d be late to my afternoon classes because I’d go buy condoms. It was usually on Fridays because we had half days, and I basically just told my boyfriend at the time that I wanted to have sex. He did too, but we didn’t have a place to go, and I wasn’t in my public sex era yet. So our Friday half days were our solution, and we’d go back to my house. My parents work at a nearby school where my sisters were attending, so I had the house to myself, and I rode the fuck out of my boyfriend.

We went through so many condoms, but the best part, and this might be a little twisted, my sisters would get home an hour before our parents, and I know for a fact they heard me screaming my slutty little heart out when I orgasmed. My parents never knew this, but my sisters confronted me eventually and said they wanted to at least be warned if I brought a boy over or else they would tell our parents. So it was like whatever, fine, but I know they enjoyed listening to me take it like a good girl.

Sadly, that relationship would come to an end, and I did a lot of stupid shit to fulfill my needs, but nothing ever stuck until I met my now husband, Jeff. He loves showing me off, and bends me over wherever, whenever. Parties with friends, he’ll bend me over in one of the rooms, and press me against the door so they can hear me moan, and then they cheer when we come out like a damn frat house. When we go to public events, again, he gets me somewhere he can fuck me and makes sure I make as much noise as possible, and usually takes my panties from me if im wearing any so my reward runs down my thighs. We’ve been kicked out of a few places.

The best, though, are family events. For the sake of this post, I’ll stick to the first time Jeff stayed the night with me. I know my parents were hesitant about him; they still are, since he’s basically my stepdad’s age, and my mom was reluctant to have him stay the night in my bedroom. We made sure to tell her indirectly that she was right to be concerned. The moment we were in my old bedroom in the basement, and the door was closed, was when we started ripping each other’s clothes off. We were like feral animals, and it was like the scenes in the movies when crazed lovers knock everything off flat surfaces. We were doing the same thing as Jeff carried me around from my dresser, my vanity, and finally my bed.

We were so lost in our unhinged lovemaking that we weren’t aware how loud we were being. It wasn’t until I was lying on my back on my bed, with Jeff practically sitting on my chest, while I was sucking his tip, that the door to my room started to open. Neither of us heard it, but it was too late anyway. When the door opened, my mom entered, and she watched as a man nearly twice my age pulled his dick out of my mouth and blew his load all over my face. My mom didn’t say anything; she just closed the door and walked away. She never even brought it up, but I’m suspicious she enjoyed what she saw, since she always asks if we’ll be spending the night now on holidays.