Bed Time Thoughts

I spent the night talking to John about how he feels and answer any question he has about females. I watched him trying to take a piss in Anna's body so I could teach him how to clean up. It was weird watching his ex pee in front of me, let alone looking at her bare naked pussy. John was blushing and was just keeping eye contact with me, even while wiping. When we were about to sleep, I had to constantly remind myself each minute that I'll be sleeping next to a girl tonight, and that girl is my boyfriend. I would partially forget that Anna's next to me wearing John's pajamas. I hate to admit it but she looks so good in his clothes. It just magically flaunts her assets and figures better than I do, even though his shirts are quite big.

"What's wrong babe?" John turned over to me, setting his phone down at his side of the bed. I was trying my best not to look at his new magnificent tits as they gently fall over to the side from how big they are. So this is what it feels like to be a guy avoiding a huge cleavage.

I brushed him off with my hand and turned to look at the ceiling, "Oh, it's nothing. Just lots of things going through my mind that's all." I didn't want to tell him that I felt really horny.. not for his dick, but for an experimental taste of his new pussy. I didn't want to let my guard down, I just want my boyfriend back to the way it was a day ago.

"You can tell me anything, okay? I'll be right here." John hugged me close, his tits pressing onto my shoulders softly. The more he smushed them to me the more I want to grope them. I gripped my hands under the blanket, hoping for some sense of control.

I smiled at him, that's the least I can do after a long day, "Alright babe, I'm just really tired. I'm gonna go sleep now. Good night." Kissing his cheek, I turned off my side of the light, and tried to fall asleep. And trust me, it was really hard when you're super horny for the hot girl that's sleeping so close to you.