The stairs up to my floor seemed tricker than I remembered, as did the lock to my door. Suddenly everything seemed very warm and I pressed my hands to my face which confirmed that I was feeling very flushed.
Once in my room I ran myself a glass of water and then a second - both of which I gulped down effortlessly. I hoped I wouldn't have too severe of a hangover the next morning as I wasn't accustomed to drinking that heavily and I could only remember two occasions in which I had ever done so before.
I walked over to the bed and began to undress - lifting my shirt over my head and unhooking my bra. My breasts felt happy to be free and the unrestricted air against my skin caused my nipples to stand pert. I unfastened my belt and pushed my jeans down over my hips and down to my feet before hooking my thumbs over the waistband of my underwear and lowering them to the floor. I glanced downward as I stepped out of them and they looked quite damp. Suddenly I remembered the stories shared during our drinking games and the sight of Sarah's movements and the shape of her as she rubbed her pussy against Mike's reluctantly growing cock.
I climbed into bed and the sheets felt cool and refreshing against the entire length of my bare body. I tucked my feet under the top sheet and kicked the comforter to the foot of the bed. My head felt heavy on top of my pillow and I drifted quickly off to sleep.
At some point through the night I began to stir again and I was feeling that familiar need deep inside me. I was lying on my belly and I sleepily reached my hand downward between my legs. I slipped my middle finger between my lips discovering instantly that I was slick to the touch. The evening had quite the effect on me it would seem. My finger dipped into my pussy gently and then slid upward towards my clit which caused my mouth to gasp in a deep breath of air and hold it as I continued to rub circles over the sensitive bud. I pressed my mound into the palm of my hand trapping it between my belly and the bed. Finally I exhaled as I pressed my finger downward over the hood of my clit and into the hungry hole waiting beneath it. Still on my belly with my breasts pressed into the bed I rocked my hips forwards and backwards as I fucked myself listening to the wet sounds of first one finger and then two fingers as they slid in and out of me. I pressed my mound into my hand again and fucked myself as hard as I could. My breath was deep and heavy – catching and holding in my throat every now and again under the pleasure.
All of this was having the absolutely opposite effect I so desparately needed it to have. I was only working myself up into a much more frenzied state than I had already been in. I slid my hand out from underneath me and pulled myself over to the edge of the bed nearest the night stand and opened the drawer to pull out the one toy I knew could give me a good night's rest.
This toy had been my favorite for the last two years. It was such a thick cock that was both rigid in its shape yet soft to the touch but what made it so wonderful was the suction cup on the bottom it.
Kneeling upright in my bed I licked the fore and middle fingers of my right hand and swiped them over the large suction cup on the toy. Then I leaned forward onto one hand and scooted backwards on my knees with my ass towards the head of the bed kicking my pillows out the way as I went. I eyed the right height of where my pussy lined up with the headboard and pressed the suction cup base of the cock onto the headboard's smooth surface. Reaching between my open legs I wrapped my hand around the cock and gave it a tug – it was secure and I was sure it would stay put. I positioned the tips of my fingers underneath the veiny molded cock and slid them along the length of it coaxing the head gently upward to meet my glistening hole. The head felt fat against my lips and I pressed myself against it moaning as it opened me. I repositioned my knees further back and slowly impaled my greedy pussy down the thick length of the toy. My head dropped forward, my hair cascading downward all around me and tenting my head to the already dim light of the darkened room. I slid forward on the toy and quickly backwards again. I felt wonderfully full having it inside of me. With the bulk of the toy deep within me I tilted my ass upward toward the ceiling feeling the toy press against the front inside wall of my tummy. I rocked my hips upwards and downwards a few times slowly and then more quickly letting the sensation of the toy's different angles within me wash over me before losing all restraint and returning to that satisfying back and forth motion that I used to fuck myself with abandon. I felt the oncoming storm of orgasm and inched closer to the point of no return with every hard backwards thrust. I threw one hand underneath my swinging breasts placing it between my open thighs and began frantically rubbing my aching clit. My pussy began to pulse and my belly tightened in delicious spasms that sent waves throughout my body. I loved cumming around this fat cock and I continued to fuck myself with it as my orgasm pulsed between my legs sending shivers over my body. My hand left my clit and cupped my right breast as my fingers pinched my nipple over and over – rolling it around between my forefinger and thumb as I sank my pussy deeper onto the thick girth and full length of the toy behind me.
"Fuck," I was happy indeed.
I was in the middle of enjoying my much needed release when I heard shushed laughter and giggling in the hallway. I didn't think much of it and my head was elsewhere as I collapsed forward onto my forearms. I heard more laughing and the sound of a thud against the wall of my room facing the hallway.
Feeling better as if an itch had been scratched I slid slowly off the full length of the cock mounted to my headboard and swung my feet over the edge of the bed to find a footing on the floor. I walked lightly over to my room's door and pressed my eye to the peep hole.
There were two figures in the hallway but all I could see was the back of the figure nearest me – was that Brian? He stepped forward pushing the back of whoever he was with against the wall opposite my door. Brian leaned forward to kiss whoever he was with and then continued kissing his way down to her neck and that's when I saw who he was with – it was Aly!
Her hands were on his shoulders and then around his neck with one hand cradling the back of his head. Her eyes were shut, her lead tilting to one side as Brian continued kissing the sensitive skin of her neck. There was a content smile on her lips and then she gasped sharply. He must have bitten her. That's when I noticed what I was doing and I felt funny about spying on them. I was about to tip toe away from the door and try to go back to bed when Aly pushed Brian back away from her and spun him around so that his back was now against the wall. She lowered herself in front of him sliding her palms down the front of his body as she went. His eyes followed her down to where she kneeled in front of him. I heard the sounds of her fingers unbuckling his belt and unfastening his jeans.
Looking up at him her fingers curled around the waistband of his boxers and gently tugged them downward. I couldn't walk away now; my eyes felt fixed on what was happening just outside my door.
His cock sprang forth into her hand which she instinctively began moving along it's length. He looked so large and thick and there was already something glistening on the tip. I suddenly became aware of my own growing wetness and my fingers moved downward finding their familiar home between my very slick lips.
