Sleeping alone

The room is dark, but you can feel every inch of the smooth, muscular body underneath you. Your hand is around her cock, which fills it up like a water bottle, but soft and hot.

You hear sounds from the other side of the room, panting. You are dripping wet, and you climb onto that huge cock with no ceremony at all.

And wake up sweaty. You groan and kick off the covers. That night in the infirmary when you fucked Adella and Riona fucked Riley… why are you thinking about that now?

You sit up, and the lavish guest bedroom is lit by pale moonlight. You’re naked except for a pair of panties that are thoroughly soaked. You lie back and lift your legs off the bed to slide them off and throw them aside, then flop down.

You remember Adella’s strong hands on your ass as you rode her, and that girth inside you. You came so hard that night, partly from her, partly to listening to the noises Riley was making as Riona had her way with her. That was a lot of fun. And then after that, you and Riley fooled around with Lara, using your mouth on her and Riley at the same time. You remember that sudden feeling of hot semen splattering your face when they came.

Lara must remember that too. No wonder she comes on strong. She’s seen what a slut you can be when you’re turned on like that. You cringe as you thinking about that, but your hand is still between your legs, rubbing your clit as you replay the week you just had in your head, spreading your legs winder and wider.

Then there was what happened with Tina… that was the first time you ever did something with a girl who didn’t have a penis.

Then you two went after Karin, the rich, blonde girl… but you fucked that up, but it came out OK because you had the best sex of your life in that bed, lying next to Karin when she was passed out. Riley got a little rough that night, and you had fast, hard sex, missionary style until she finished inside you. Riley is incredibly hot when she acts like that.

And then she came to find you at Camp Crystal Lake… with Lara. Why had she needed to bring Lara along? Was she remembering that night from before and wanting more of Lara’s ass? Lara is pretty and confident. Her figure is perfect. Of course Riley would be attracted to her. Anyone would be.

But that makes you remember being facedown, ass up on the floor of that cabin with Lara’s mouth on your pussy. It was so good. You picture Riley’s face from that night when Lara was sucking her, and bring yourself off with a shudder and sigh. You drag your bare toes over the sheet and suck in a deep breath.

“Fuck,” you groan, turning over to look at your phone. It’s one o’clock in the morning. In America it’s… not that late. You sit up and call Riley. You don’t even know what you plan to say, but you want to talk to her.

She picks up, but there’s a lot of noise in the background. Someone laughs.

“Hello,” Riley says.

“Hi.”

“Hey,” she replies. “I miss you.”

“Miss you too,” you say, wishing you’d thought this out more.

“Where are you?”

“England.”

“Lucky.” She says something else, but you don’t hear it because someone’s laughing very loudly, and you recognize the voice: Karin.

You remember all the times you caught Lara staring, as though hypnotized, when Karin ran by, her ridiculous zeppelin breasts bouncing.

“What are you doing?” you ask her.

“Having some drinks. We did a Q and A.”

“Oh,” you reply.

“What about you?”

“Can’t sleep.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Riley says. “I wish I could be there.”

“Me too,” you reply.

“Here, America,” someone says in the background, and you hear the clink of a glass being set down.

“Thanks,” Riley replies. “Want me to step out, Beth?”

“No. No,” you say quickly. “I’ll talk to you soon.”

“OK. Love you.”

You put the phone down and sigh.