Twice

For the third night in a row, Victoria Walker couldn't sleep. She lay in bed staring at the ceiling through veiled darkness and listening to the light snores of her new roommate, Heather Ravers. It seemed that she was destined to spend her time at the cabin having restless nights and not for any good reason.

The big difference tonight was that Victoria was not exactly what she might consider 'being in a relationship'. Her supposed boyfriend was taking some time to choose between her and his friend, who he may or may not have feelings for. For the past two nights, Victoria had tossed and turned in her sexual frustration and on both occasions had turned to Kurt for comfort, only to be dissuaded by fate at the last moment.

Maybe it was God telling her that sex with Kurt was a bad idea. Though, that revelation wasn't terribly surprising to her. Kurt had a lot in common with her past boyfriends; sex-obsessed and intent on getting it out of her. Gavin had been different; kind, sweet, as innocent in the bedroom as she was, maybe even more so and she thought it had been a match made in heaven.

So if God had kept her from fucking Kurt, why then had he allowed Chloe to fuck her boyfriend? Or allowed her to fuck Zack in the dark of his room?

She closed her eyes, hoping to sleep and wake to find that the whole blasted situation was just a nightmare. Instead she found her mind's eye wracked with images of Kurt's penis sliding in and out of Chloe's dripping wet pussy. Her pussy tingled as the image of Kurt's cock only served to remind her of how thick and hard Zack's cock had felt as it sank into her own needy puss.

Victoria's eyes snapped open. What was she becoming that she couldn't even shut her eyes for two seconds without seeing cock? Without being reminded of her horrible miscalculation that resulted in betraying her best friend? Without quivering in her bed as she ached to feel it again, to have her pussy stretched full with that same thick hard cock, cheating and rightness be damned.

The blonde shook her head and sat up. She was smarter than this. She could solve this logically. It had just been a tough few days, and between her first time and then not being able to do anything sexually while her friends seemed to hump around her like rabbits...she was just sexually frustrated. It was a chemical reaction, nothing more, nothing less.

The solution had to be Kurt. Regardless of whether it was good or bad, it was better than the alternatives. Gavin was a no go and she simply couldn't fuck Zack again. No way. So, it fell to Heather's blonde, college aged cousin. He certainly knew his way around a pussy, so no doubt she'd enjoy it at least.

Resolving herself to finally fuck Kurt, just this once, Victoria slipped out of bed and crossed the room to the door. At least tomorrow, she'd have her boyfriend back, she presumed and then he could take care of this need. She'd only need Kurt this one time, she told herself as she stepped out into the hallway dressed in nothing but a long t-shirt and panties.

She turned immediately towards the room that Chloe shared with Kurt, taking tentative steps towards their door. Her body felt like a ton weight. The air around her felt surreal and ethereal, as if this a dream she'd had many times before. Her breathing grew short and ragged. Before she knew it she was standing in front of the door, the monolithic shape seeming to tower over her and filling her with dread.

With a shaky hand, she reached for the door handle, finding the metal cold against her clammy hand. Softly, she pressed it down and pushed the door open at the same time, taking care to open it a soundlessly as possible. She did this for the same reason that she didn't knock. She didn't want to wake Chloe. God forbid that Chloe find out that she'd come to fuck Kurt in Gavin's absence.

However, she needn't have bothered. Neither Kurt nor Chloe were asleep or particularly concerned with the sound of the door. They were too busy making their own sounds, which struck Victoria as soon as she opened the door. Squeaking bed springs, moaning, groaning, the slapping of flesh on flesh and a lewd squelching filled Victoria's ears as she beheld the sight of Kurt atop Chloe. Her thick, soccer built legs were spread wide as Victoria watched Kurt's ass bounce in and out between them. Just below that she could see his thick, hard cock, the same thick, hard cock she saw every time she closed her eyes, being shoved into Chloe's pussy, her own juices gushing out around the shaft, and each time he did so, Chloe moaned louder and louder.

Victoria backed out of the room, closing the door tight and quietly behind her. She sucked in the fresh air of the hall way, her body flush from simply breathing in their sex. Between her own legs she felt her panties dampen. Damn Chloe. For the second time today, that redhead was fucking the man she wanted. But there was one man she wouldn't be fucking...one man she'd refuse to fuck...

Victoria wistfully stared down the hall towards the other bedrooms, where Zack slept in the room she once shared with Gavin. It seemed as if everyone had gone to sleep and with Zack and Ashley sleeping in separate beds ...maybe there was a chance...

No, scolding herself like a bad puppy, no. She couldn't knowingly betray her best friend like that. She couldn't go fuck Zack just to get back at Chloe for screwing all the other eligible men in the cabin. What had gotten into her? She was a nice, good young lady. And here she was contemplating betraying a friend as some sort of ****, wish fulfilment.

However, as she looked down the cabin, she noticed something going on in the living area. The way the light moved seemed strange to her. Curious, Victoria padded down the hall in her bare feet. She took none of the precaution that she had as she'd approached Kurt's room. She half expected the movement to simply be a curtain flapping in the breeze of an open window. She did not expect to find Gavin sitting with his pants down on the leather sofa, eyes closed, with a pair of red, lace panties wrapped around his cockhead as he stroked his shaft into the sexy material.

Victoria gasped but Gavin was too wrapped up in his own fantasy to hear her. Kurt had told her that Gavin did this once before with her panties and she'd called him a liar. But here he was, her nerdy, bespectacled sort of boyfriend, jacking himself off into a pair of panties. A pair of panties that she noted did not belong to her.

"So this IS what you get up to when I'm not around," Victoria hissed, loud enough for Gavin to hear.

Gavin's body went rigid at the sound of her voice, his hand on his cock halting abruptly as his eyes flew open. They stared at her, deathly afraid, like a deer in the headlights as her own sparkling green eyes glared back.

"V-Vicky...I..." Gavin couldn't even think of words to explain what he was doing.

"I never took you to be this kind of a pervert," Victoria said coolly. "I guess I owe Kurt an apology."

"K-Kurt?" Gavin stuttered. "What's he got to do with this?"

"He saw you the other night," Victoria informed him. "Though, at least then, it'd been with my underwear."

Kurt had seen him? Gavin frowned as he remembered Chloe saying that she'd seen him doing the same thing this morning while she was riding his cock. Had they been watching him...together?

"Vicky, please, let me..."

"She's not available so you resort to using her panties, is that it?" Victoria interjected, refusing to speak Chloe's name aloud to him. "Admit it, they're hers aren't they? Because I know they're not mine."

"No," came a voice from the other side of the room.

Victoria and Gavin looked around to see Ashley, her face like stone, standing at the entrance to the other hall, hands on her hips as she looked upon them like a god in judgement. Gavin swallowed hard, looking between the two blondes. Victoria was bewildered, trying to grasp in her mind the relevance of Ashley's presence and her words.

"They're mine."