Doll yourself up for men

Returning to your tired, stolid, boring little dorm room, you continue to find yourself surprised by your own actions. This makes two days in a row that you've been on your knees with a cock in your mouth. Without being **** or bribed even. Even though you only had it for a few seconds before you walked away, that's still a few more seconds than you normally would have been willing. Stranger still is how much you found yourself still wanting it. As much as your little act was a tease to get James all worked up, you're afraid you might have gotten yourself more aroused than him. All you could think about on the way home was that cock and how it felt to have your lips wrapped around it; how much more of it you wanted. Needed, even.

You try your best to focus on something else in the meantime. You start with trying to do something productive, and get a head start on some of the papers you need to write. Boring, yes, but practical, and the kind of thing you would normally do. Today though, it doesn't happen. You're not able to put anything resembling a relevant thought down. Surrendering, you put it away and turn to the TV. Absent minded flipping of channels helps past the time but doesn't really solve the real problem. Your mind isn't what's on the screen and your barely paying attention to the audio. You keep thinking back to how suddenly and strongly James' imagination took hold at the mention of a **** Leia costume. You wonder just how depraved his little mind was in that moment. Although he was a virgin just yesterday you're sure he's got a dirty mind, and a laundry list of desires.

Being the object of those desires is a turn-on, and you start to wonder how you could further be the object of those desires. Grabbing your phone, you start to search for 'slutty cosplay' and are not shocked or disappointed by what you find. Most of the costumes you see are of characters you don't recognize at all, but you're sure James and his friends do. Interestingly, most of what you see isn't just girls wearing slutty costumes they bought from the Spirit Halloween shops, but rather costumes that were made by hand, and most were done very well. Because most of what you peruse through are pictures from conventions, none of it is sexually explicit, but it does still pique your curiosity and interest. You're sure there's a place on the internet where girls getting fucked in cosplay is a thing, but you'll leave that unexplored for the moment.

Nearing the breaking point, you put your phone down and turn the volume of the TV up to mask what you're about to do. Hurrying out of your clothes, you lay on the bed, your legs spread wide, and begin to furiously finger your pussy, already sopping wet. You think back to James' fat cock and how amazing it felt to slide up and down that shaft, after so long of not having anything. You wonder in eager anticipation as to how you're going to get it tonight. You brush your bulbous tits with your spare hand, arching your back in increasing ecstasy. You quickly feel that you're about to cum, having been denied so long, and having gotten so much stimulus in the past two days. You keep going up until the last second. With a loud groan, you pull your hand away and clench your body as you deny yourself your orgasm.

You denied James his ability to cum before tonight, you're going to deny it to yourself as well, if only to be fair. Seeing the time, you start to reason that it's a good time to start getting yourself properly ready. After your short but thorough shower, you loiter in your room naked. It was normal for you to get dressed immediately, but something about your new mood foregoes that urge. Instead, you paint your face with makeup in the nude. Spending this much time in front of a mirror is different, but it starts to feel like a welcome change. Finished with the lipstick and the mascara and the rest, you take a step back to see yourself from head to toe. Really soaking yourself in, you begin to really accept the fact that you are fucking hot when you don't go out of the way to try and hide yourself. You feel over your tits as you turn to look at your bubble butt, thinking just how easy it would be to get exactly what you want right now. You retire to your bed again, so eager, **** even, to finally get off. But, you prevent the orgasm a second time, your whole body subliminally begging for release. In this incredibly stimulated state, you find it hard for you to focus on much of anything. The simple act of getting dressed took at least twice as long as normally should have.

You're not sure exactly what's in store for you tonight, but you're quite sure that James doesn't know what's in store for him either