The sun hit my face. It was a most unwelcome feeling.
My mouth was dry and tasted terrible. My head was throbbing. My stomach grumbled unhappy that I was still alive and intent on punishing me for it.
I was naked from the waist down. Katelyn was also bottomless and using me as a full body pillow. Her arm was across my chest and her bare leg was draped over my midsection. Her well-defined calf muscle soft against my hungover morning wood.
My bladder ached angrily wishing to expel the leftover alcohol from last night. I considered just pushing it out right there. I could go back to sleep sitting in the warm wetness. I wasn't entirely certain how Kate would take that but given the events of last night and the preceding weeks it was a pretty good bet she would be just fine with it.
Visions of the previous night flashed in my throbbing head - the toast with my friends, the girl peeing in the sink, the lapdance and my interrupted race to the toilet, blurry cigars on the roof and even blurrier sex.
I rubbed my eyes and pried myself from under Katelyn sitting up. She stirred a bit, but wasn't fully conscious. Without my body to wrap herself around, she groggily snatched a pillow and replaced me.
The room was spinning as I sat up in the bed. My head was throbbing with each pump of blood. I willed myself to stand up. I crossed the room carefully. Each step was killing my head. I stepped gingerly over discarded bedsheets and found my basketball shorts. I didn't bother with underwear. I just needed this foul taste out of my mouth.
I stepped out into the hallway and turned right into the bathroom. I reached for my toothbrush. It wasn't there. Blurry memories came back to me again of the hot redhead straddling my sink. I looked down to see my toothbrush sitting on the floor behind my toilet. I settled on swishing with mouthwash.
I stepped over to the toilet and placed my right hand on the wall. My other hand pointed my morning wood downward. After a small push, my pee started flowing. Thankfully it came out in a single unbroken stream. I softened as I drained, and when I was finished I was able to easily place myself back into my shorts.
I flushed and turned to walk out of the bathroom. "Not gonna wash your hands?" The memory of the redhead asked me. This time I did. I splashed some water on my face for good measure. I needed a shower. My hair looked like shit.
I stepped into the front room to see a disaster zone. There were bottles and red solo cups stacked on every empty surface. There was a new stain on one couch and most surprisingly Emily and Kumail curled up together on the other couch. Michelle was nowhere to be seen.
Both of them were still wearing their togas. Emily was lying on her side, the small spoon to Kumail's big spoon. She was deep asleep with drool dripping out of the corner of her mouth. Her toga had bunched up around her waist. There was no trace of underwear hugging her hips. Had I been any less hungover, curiosity probably would have gotten the better of me and I would have begun cleaning up for an excuse to get a better view.
I yawned and considered how interesting the gossip would be over the coming days. I turned and reentered my room.
Katelyn was going through the same process as I had moments before. She was sitting on the edge of my bed rubbing her eyes wearing my black oversized hoodie.
"I guess we all got after it a little bit last night." I remarked quietly. Kate nodded, yawning.
"Yeah, I had lots of fun... maybe too much"
"Maybe not as much as Emily." I said, gesturing over my shoulder with my thumb.
"Oh is Emily still here? That's surprising. I figured she would have walked back with Ash." She fumbled with her phone to check and ensure Ashley had made it home last night. "I thought they left together."
"Guess not. It seems she made a friend and decided to stay."
Katelyn's eyes got wide and she sprung up fully awake. Her balance didn't follow with her. She stumbled past me clumsily on her way to the front room. Each time she braced against a wall, it pulled my hoodie up slightly, revealing her butt cheeks.
She stopped at the threshold to the front room and both of her hands went to her mouth. She stared for a moment and then quietly approached Emily. I followed behind silently, not wanting to be the one to wake the sleeping couple. She bent over at Emily's legs sighed and pulled at her toga giving her a modicum of decency.
She walked back towards me and mouthed "that was close" as she brushed by me into the bathroom. I turned into my room and sat on the corner of my bed.
Moments later Kate walked in looking a bit more fresh. She approached me and stepped over my legs, straddling my lap. My throbbing head buried into her hoodie-covered breasts. She put her arms over my shoulders in an embrace. Her pussy was warm and damp through my shorts. It was so cozy but we didn't stay locked that way for long; my curiosity got the better of me. I broke our embrace and leaned back on my hands. Her hands on my shoulders lifted the hoodie enough that I could see the blue gem in her piercing resting on my grey shorts.
"What do you mean? What was close?"
Katelyn scoffed. "Right. Like you don't remember." She remarked while rolling her eyes. She gave me a playful shove with both hands. It was light but it was enough to convince me to drop to my elbows. My half laying state pushed my hips up into her slightly, increasing the pressure between our sensitive parts. The feeling of her straddling me made me swell.
I truly couldn't remember though. "I don't. Can you fill me in?"
She gave me a suspicious smile. "I know your games. You're just trying to get me to tell you a dirty story while grinding on you." She gyrated her hips demonstrating what she meant. I bucked my hips into her. I was nursing a massive hangover but morning sex could certainly do a lot to kickstart my day.
"I'm pretty sure you'll grind on me anyway if I just ask, but I feel like I'm missing out on something big here."
"You really don't know." Surprise crept into her voice. "What do you remember from truth or dare?"
