You struggle to sleep

You feel like you've been laying in bed awake all night, though it's probably only been a few hours. At first you couldn't sleep because of your mum and Mick. Chatting, laughing, and god knows what else. But they've been quiet for a while now and still, sleep won't come.

Fuck, I'm too hot. You throw the covers back and enjoy the air cooling your clammy skin. The curtains are drawn but a slight gap lets in just enough street light to make your skin almost glow. Your legs have a shine from tbe sweat, your stomch too. Your night shorts are stuck to you.

You're thinking about Matt. What you'd said to him. We're gonna have sex, soon. But when? I can't wait much longer. When will we next get the chance? God I want him to fuck me so hard. Your hand finds your slit, and you slowly part it with a gentle rub down. Your fingers slip along so smoothly, and the quiet wet noise delights you.

I need to cum. I think I've been wet all evening. Up in Matt's room. Then in the car with Paul. You think back to the look on Paul's face when you kissed him on the cheek. Surprise. But also lust. God, what would he have looked like if I'd pulled his dick out in the car and sucked him off? Would he have let me do it? For fuck's sake, what am I thinking? hat's Matt's dad!.....I think I'm actually horny for him though, I can't help it. I wonder if his cum would taste like Matt's?

Your dirty thoughts and your skillful fingers are starting to build a fire in your belly, the beginning of an orgasm. An inadvertent moan escapes your lips. Quiet, but audible. Then another. Fuck, this feels good. I need to cum so bad. You pull up your top over your breasts and gently caress them. I wonder if Paul would like them? They're a lot smaller than Lydia's. Oh my god, he'll see me in my swimwear next week!

You can hear something outside your door. Creaking. Quiet. Creaking again. You can hear your mum snoring. She's asleep. No need to worry. I can let go, she wont hear, the amount she's drunk.

Your hand speeds up, orgasm building. Nearly there. You imagine yourself.....