When Eva woke up the next day, she immediately started thinking about Linda and Rebecca walking in on her and the guys. Recollecting the events, she experienced a number of different emotions. First off, she was actually relieved that they had seen her in that position. She had really wanted there to be a way she could tell them about her experiences with John, Daniel and Eric and now that decision had been made for her. Sure, they hadn't seen her during her favorite part, which was to have the guys spray her face with cum, but they at least had seen her doing something that could only be described as very slutty. Now perhaps she could tell the girls about her facial fascination as well? She wasn't sure why, but she had really desired to let them know about it.
But that of course required that she would talk to them about what they had seen, and she realized that she also felt a lot of shame about the girls seeing her in that position. Would they think less of her now? She felt very exposed and vulnerable. But these feelings somehow also excited her. She couldn't deny that she had got a huge kick out of Linda and Rebecca watching her fucking. She remembered how she had kept riding the cock in her pussy in front of them and it had given her a huge exhibitionistic thrill. She had exposed her slutty side to them.
And then there was something else brewing in her mind. She now remembered that she had fantasized about their pussies the night before, wondering what they might taste like. She shook her head in disbelief at her own thoughts, thinking that she needed to get some control on her fantasies.
To distract herself from getting more naughty ideas, she stumbled out of bed. Checking her phone, she discovered she had gotten an SMS from Linda.
"Hi Eva, me and Rebecca just want to check that you're OK. Let me know if you want to talk about anything."
She thought to herself that this was typically for Linda and she knew she was lucky to have such a good friend. She would always look out for her.
Eva started recalling an incident that happened soon after Linda had told her she was openly bisexual. After a night out, Linda had started coming on to her, asking her to come back to her place and stay the night. She had been pretty blunt about her intentions and Eva had laughed it off, saying that Linda needed to work on her pickup techniques. Luckily, Linda hadn't taken the rejection too bad at the time and she had claimed afterward that she hadn't really been serious. Eva knew this wasn't completely true and she had occasionally teased Linda over the years about about her awkward come-on.
At the time, Eva hadn't been interested. She had even back then had occasional fantasies about other woman, but she hadn't been ready to take that step. Also, she had been convinced that it would have been a particularly bad idea to hook up with a friend. Now, she was admittedly more curios about what would have happened if she had gone home with her friend that night. Would Linda have got her to lick her pussy?
Again, fantasies about both her female friends started running through Eva' s mind, particularly imagining what their sweet pussies might look like. Naturally, the thought excited her and her hand drifted towards her own pussy. She however stopped herself from masturbating. For some reason she felt guilty about fantasizing about Linda and Rebecca, thinking that she had made things enough weird between them by letting them walk in on her during her birthday gangbang.
Trying to shake off the erotic thoughts, Eva grabbed her phone to write a reply.
"Hi Linda, yeah I'm fine. Talk to you later."
She wasn't ready to talk to them yet. She needed to clear her head first. First off, as much as she had been excited about them seeing her acting out her slutty side, she was also ashamed over what had happened. Would the girls judge her now? Was there some way she could tone down the incidence and make them think it wasn't a big deal? There wasn't much she could say though. They had seen her with a cock in her pussy and two more for her mouth. They had witnessed her orgasming in front of them. She vaguely even recalled calling herself a slut, so there was no way to deny this side of her now. And why should she? She was proud that she had the guts to live out her desires. If anything, she probably wanted to show them even more.
Thoughts like this kept spinning in Eva's head all through the day and every time she thought about her female friends seeing her doing something slutty, she felt a rush of excitement run through her body. For reasons she couldn't quite understand herself, she didn't allow herself to masturbate to these ideas. During the session with the guys, it had felt natural to fantasize about exposing her slutty side even further, but now she somehow felt ashamed about these desires. And why had she suddenly started thinking about Linda and Rebecca naked?
She then recalled how Rebecca had said to Linda that they should go have a party of their own before leaving the night before. What did that mean? Were they sleeping together? She actually felt a rush of jealousy at the idea, but that soon was replaced by even more naughty thoughts as she couldn't prevent herself from imagening her two friends naked together. She decided to go for a run, hoping that the excersie would take the edge off these ideas and clear her head.
It didn't really help and before she knew it, the day had passed and she still hadn't come to any real conclusions about what to say to Linda. Constantly, images of her female friends appeared in her head, causing her to imagine various naughty things. Over and over again, she felt a desire to masturbate to fantasies about Linda and Rebecca, but she didn't allow herself, thinking that it would just manifest these ideas. She thought about calling Linda, hoping that just talking to her would make her slip into reality and hopefully make these new fantasies go away. Yet, she didn't know what she would say, especially since the reality now was that they had seen her living out her desire to be with multiple men. She went to bed, hoping that a good night sleep would help her sort things out.
However, she woke up even more aroused the next morning. During the night she had had several erotic dreams about Linda and Rebecca, and images of herself licking their pussies ran through her head. God she was horny! Yet, she still didn't allow her to masturbate to these ideas. She felt that if she did that, she would have to officially admit to herself that she wanted to be sexually involved with them, and she wasn't comfortable with that.
She couldn't really rationalize why that was though. She sure had no problem with the idea of lesbian sex in general and she sure had enjoyed such scenes in porn. Plus, her best friend was openly into girls, and Eva had never had any problems with that at all. Yet, the idea of being attracted to her female friends didn't feel right, especially since she didn't really understand where these feelings were coming from. She had desired to be open about her slutty desires with them, and now that it had been revealed, had it perhaps opened up some new door in her mind?
Eventually she stumbled out of bed, took a cold shower and proceeded to get dressed. Her mind was clearly elsewhere and it took a disproportionally long time to pick out an outfit. She eventually choose a black, rather short skirt and a white blouse. The skirt was perhaps a bit too sexy for a Monday at the office, but lately she had desired more and more to show off her sexy attires. As she was putting the clothes on, she realized she was getting late for work and rushed off to catch her train. It was only well on board that she realized that in her absentminded state, she had forgotten to put on a bra.
"Shit," she thought to herself as she looked down on her chest. With their small size, she didn't really need a bra and at least the fabric of the blouse wasn't sheer enough to be see-through. As long as her nipples didn't get hard, perhaps no one would notice.
That however required that she didn't think about anything that might turn her on, which seemed highly implausible lately. Soon, her mind again started drifting to her new-found desire for her friends's pussies. She started imagining what they would look like again and soon pictured herself with her tongue buried inside them. Her erotic daydreaming occupied her mind so much that she missed her stop, making her even more late.