Your friend suddenly shows up.

As you're a second away from a much-needed orgasm, you hear a voice directly behind you. It's a female's voice, and you jump so high you nearly cum from the shock. However, you barely hold on to yourself as you spin around. You've never been so close to an orgasm in your entire life. Somehow, you've successfully edged yourself in the most horrible way.

You look to your long-haired blonde friend Alison more aroused than you've been in your entire life. It's extremely embarrassing. Thank God she didn't actually see what you were doing. She never really did pay much attention to things. However, you would sell your soul for an orgasm right now. The burning and itching was ****.

She's dressed in a pair of jean shorts, and a pink tank top.

"Hi!" she says with a smile. "How're you doing, my girl?"

You mumble out that you're doing well, pressing your thighs together in desperation for the feeling to go away.

She embraces you, but you do your best to keep your hips far away from the possibly stimulation. She doesn't seem to notice the awkwardness of the hug and simply smiles. "Get kicked out of the house again, huh? Well, let's hang out! Why don't we go to the beach? I heard your friend Troy's down there... He's hot, isn't he?" She giggles.

As she begins to walk to stop her, saying you'd rather just relax here for the time being. You have the whole day anyway, right? Really, you're much too worried to do any more walking. The panties sliding between your pussy would surely set you off at your current state. You curse your earlier attempt to orgasm.

"Well, alright. Let's hang out here then, Jane!"