Carol, my best friend, is a lesbian and she knows that the idea of it all really turns me on. She and her girlfriend Susan are into threesomes and me and her often discuss what they get up to. I love to hear about it. It gets me so horny. Usually I wait until she’s gone to make myself come. Once or twice, when we were drunk, we’ve masturbated together while she describes her threesomes, and while I tell her my fantasies. Susan knows about it, and we all get along really well.
My birthday was coming up and I was going to their place for a meal as usual. This year we’d made a pact. None of us were to have an orgasm for two weeks before we were going to meet up. I knew that they must be planning something for me, and my mind ran wild with images and scenarios. I get horny very easily, so it was hard to keep the pact with all these things running around in my head. I masturbate quite often so it was going to be tough.
Another deal we had made was that I was to take the bus, instead of a taxi, and that I should not wear underwear. As this was another of my fantasies I was keen to oblige.
My birthday dawned and as I laid out what I was to wear I was getting so horny that I almost touched myself there and then, but somehow I managed to restrain myself. During the day I found myself so horny that my cunt was actually wet by the time I got into the shower.
I got dressed. I put on a tight, thin top and a short skirt, and of course had no bra or panties. I put my shoes on and headed for the door.
I got the bus from round the corner and, feeling very self-conscious. I headed upstairs and to the back of the bus. I settled myself in a corner and tried to look inconspicuous. As the bus filled up I was forced to move my bag to let a woman sit next to me.
The bus pulled away and more of my fantasies whirled through my head. My phone rang and it was Carol, checking I’d kept all my promises.
“Yes I have,” I said, “But it wasn’t easy! You know what I’m like!” I was talking in code but she knew exactly what I meant.
“And are you “going commando” like we said?” she asked.
“Yes that too.” I answered, squirming slightly.
“I bet you’re feeling so hot and horny right now, aren’t you?!” she teased, already knowing the answer.
“You know I am!” I whispered, trying not to sound too out of control.
Carol laughed. She started to tell me about the last time she and Susan had come together, and how they were both horny having not had orgasms for two weeks. As she talked my thighs parted slightly, and my left leg brushed lightly against the leg of the woman sitting beside me. I glanced her and smiled, trying to look relaxed, but knowing I was flushed. She smiled back, and rested her hand lightly on my knee.
My head pounded. So did my cunt. I continued to listen to Carol as she went into more detail, and as she talked my thighs parted more. The woman’s hand slid down onto the inside of my thigh and squeezed. By now I was so hot that I could feel my juices oozing out. She moved her hand up my thigh until it rested just below my pubic hair. By now Carol was in full swing and I could tell that she was as desperate as I was for release. Like me, I knew she wouldn’t break our pact!
The woman’s hand moved up under my skirt and she cupped her hand over my hot cunt. I almost cried out at her touch. I bit my lip and stared out of the window. Carol was saying that she was looking forward to seeing me, and that she had to go. I barely heard her. All my attention was focused between my legs. The line went dead and I realised that she had rung off. I put my phone away and turned back to the window, leaning my flushed cheek on the cool glass.
