*Author's Note: SORRY GUYS! I have literally just finished moving into my new house so I can finally start writing again. I would have uploaded Demon-Touched 4 but I can't really get into the mindset I need because its been so long. Here's a short thing. Just like with HTLAH, if people are interested I'll continue this story. Its only so short because I'm trying to get back into writing.*
The air was cool on my body. It made me sleepy. But, I blinked the tiredness away, stretching my arms to the sides and pulling myself out of bed. The blanket was somehow lost in the middle of the night. I yawned, looking at the discarded clothes on my floor. I kicked the pants up and caught them with one hand, tossing them into the clothes bin across the room. Obviously, I missed and had to go pick them up properly.
My bedroom had its own bath. I turned the lights on, slipping my arm into the shower to turn it on. Yes, that's it. Nice and steamy. Already the glass door was starting to fog up. Right as I was about to step in, however, I heard a loud screaming, causing me to jump and nearly fall.
Irritated, I went back into my room for my phone. I shut the notification off; honestly I had forgotten that I set the ringtone to the boss battle theme of my favorite SMT game. It was my friend texting that she was coming over to discuss the newest update to "Fate of Eternity," an MMO we had recently gotten into. I sent her a message back, telling her I was jumping in the shower but the door was unlocked.
Tossing the phone back on the bed, I turned and got back in the shower. I set the music player in my bathroom using a voice command, listening to the soundtrack of an anime that released last year.
As I stood in the shower, washing myself up and lathering up my waist length hair I closed my eyes. If Veronica was coming over, that'd be pretty cool. Though we were strictly friends, Veronica never showed interest to anybody in our social circles, neither at work or back in school. She wasn't unattractive, but her nerdy and gloomy personality was off-putting to others. She was basically a shut in, with sickly pale skin and dark circles around her almost black eyes. She was overly fond of oversized hoodies and often took mine from me. Personally, I thought she had a nice figure under all that. She wasn't ugly or pretty, but would be plain if not for her bad health from staying up all night and refusing to eat properly.
Eyes closed, I leaned against the wall, holding my showerhead to my shoulder, setting it to massage. The temperature wasn't as hot as before, but the water pressure was nice. Leaning there, I pictured Veronica in my head. I'd only seen her without those oversized clothes (she claimed to love being able to whip her sleeves around) when she had changed from one hoodie to the other in front of me a few weeks back. Her undershirt had stuck to the hoodie when she pulled it up. Underneath, she'd been wearing a sheer black bra, her massive tits bulging against the material. She was easily a triple D. And she wasn't lacking when it came to her ass either. True, she was a bit pudgy but it looked good on her; I thought at least.
Moving the showerhead to my other shoulder, I reached down to lightly rub my cock. It wouldn't hurt to rub one out before Veronica came over. It wasn't weird to find your friend totally fuckable, right? Besides, the memory alone had me fully erect anyway, the shaft laying heavily on my stomach. I held it in my right hand, squeezing it lightly. I couldn't get my hand to close around my shaft, but it felt nice anyway. As I stroked it slowly, I pictured Veronica using those massive tits of hers to get me off. Slowly, I picked up the speed, letting out a soft moan. "Fuck, Veronica..." I said quietly.
"Yeah?"
