A rude awakening

I woke up in a fog. I began to hear the sound of low pitched moans around me, which slowly began to grow louder. Rolling over, I realized that I was naked and covered in a thin layer of sweat. Something wasn't right..

The events from yesterday came flooding back to me, and my eyes shot open. I was shocked to quickly find that I was the one moaning. I placed my left hand across my chest, grabbed one of my unnaturally large breasts, and unconsciously began pinching its nipple. My entire body felt flushed as my hand quickly slid downward, my fingers quickly finding their way to my clit where they began massaging but somehow the sensation felt numb, almost nonexistent.

At that moment time seemed to slow down as the maddening reason for all of this was apparent. I was having trouble grasping the concept of not being able to get off, yet somehow, my body was slowly being brought to the brink of orgasm.

I had to fuck..

I shook my head, telling myself I couldn't possibly, I loved him and it was cheating. I was better than that... I just had to wait for David.

I needed to fuck..

I knew it wasn't natural but I was losing any sense of reasoning. If my body kept this up, I was going to end up insane from this consistent denial.

I have to fuck...

I finally succumb, not being able to withstand this absurd **** anymore, I slid out of my bed. The arousal and cool air of my apartment on my damp skin began to cause my nipples to stiffen and erect. I found myself stumbling as waves continued washing over me. I could feel some kind of animal instinct taking over, and I needed someone to get me off, literally anyone.