The next day

I was a bit shaken by my last interaction with what I consider now my ex-girlfriend. I decide to go meet some friends at the bar. I recounted the story a couple of times and everyone was unanimous, Nicole was crazy. No one should react that way even if the subject of porn wasn't as unanimous around the table. They were quite clear that I should have done what Nicole was asking of me. After a couple of drinks, I return home all alone. I could still smell Nicole's perfume in my apartment. I know that she left all of a sudden and there was still a lot of her stuff all around. I made a mental note to gather her thing in a box the next day.

I woke up quite early the next day, my dreams were filled with erotic images. My cock was hard as a rock and I was filled with lust. As I moved my aching muscles my hand stumbled on a piece of fabric underneath Nicole's pillow. I took it to get a view of what it was and without surprise, it was Nicole's panties. It was the one she wore the day before she caught me masturbating to porn. It was still smelling of her arousal. The first thing I knew was that her panties were wrapped around my cock and I began pumping my meat.

I knew something was wrong, but it felt so right. As I began masturbating, I felt my nipples growing stiff and were very sensitive. My butt was tingling. Was I too much turned on or something was wrong? I began to wonder if I stopped It would be ok again.