XXXmas Party Night: Leah finally slept soundly.. (Luck: -35)

Leah managed to sleep soundly, and was lost in her drunken slumber, oblivious to the world around her. Leah finally woke up when a ray of light showed through the window. She looked around her in a grog and haze.

She dreamt she had sex...or had she? She looked for Jonathan and didn't see him. Her clothes were rather disheveled. Something felt off, and it wasn't just the pounding headache she had. Something seemed...off.

{if xmasnight_tits>=1} Her chest felt...dry. Like flakes had formed. Some strange skin condition suddenly appeared. She brushed her hand on her chest and the flakes of skin had to be rubbed with her nail. Yuck. She thought to herself. {endif}

{if xmasnight_creampie>=1} She felt between her legs. There was. She froze. It was cum, dried cum everywhere between her legs. Jonathan must have been there. She looked around. No sign of him in the bedroom. Her stomach lurched at the thought that her dream wasn't a dream at all. But she just didn't know. It was all just a blur, if that even. Had it been more than one person? She couldn't be sure. It sure did seem like a lot of...fluids had dried. She moved up off the bed and fixed her clothes as best she could. {endif}

{if xmasnight_tits>=1} Oh god. That wasn't just a skin condition...it was dried cum crusted on her. She almost puked. It was ALL over her breasts. Surely...it...it was just Jonathan. But she knew it wasn't. It was a LOT of cum. {endif}

{if xmasnight_facial>=1} Leah moved her hands to her face. She noticed the same flakey condition on her chin. As she grazed her skin with her fingers and nails she recoiled in disgust. She felt her hair....it was stuck together in clumps. She wanted to vomit at the thought--maybe it was just a Christmas pastry mishap from the party? She knew it couldn't have been so easy an answer. {endif}

{if xmasnight_swallow>=1} Leah's throat seemed so dry. She thought she had sucked Jonathan's cock in the night. But she wasn't certain--Had she sucked him off more than once? She was parched. Surely, just the headache and the hangover. She needed to drink water. Lots of it. {endif}

{if xmasnight_condom=1} She sniffed in the air. A familiar smell, one of note. Her eyes were suddenly opened wider as she recalled the smell. Latex. She slid her hand between her legs. Pulled her digits up to her nostril and smelled the distinctive smell of Latex. Jonathan must have been there. But why would he have used a condom? They never used condoms. Then she saw it--a latex condom. Used, on the floor. Her stomach lurched at the thought that her dream wasn't a dream at all.{endif}

{if xmasnight_condom>=2} She sniffed in the air. A familiar smell, one of note. Her eyes were suddenly opened wider as she recalled the smell. Latex. She slid her hand between her legs. Pulled her digits up to her nostril and smelled the distinctive smell of Latex. Jonathan must have been there. But why would he have used a condom? They never used condoms. Then she saw it--a latex condom. Used, on the floor. Jesus--another one. Was there another? She couldn't even bare to look. Her stomach lurched at the thought that her dream wasn't a dream at all.{endif}

She quickly headed downstairs and found Jonathan half on the floor, half on a loveseat. She woke him gently. After stepping carefully by other drunk school teachers and guests Jonathan and Leah headed for their car in the cold winter morning.

“What a party.” Jonathan said with a grin as they got to the car amid the morning chill air.

“Yeah…Gosh…My head…” Leah didn't want to think about anything else that may have happened.

“Mine too…We are getting too old.”

They laughed as they drove back to their house.