A restless night

You're still very much unsettled when you make it back to your small apartment. Nothing about Christine's behavior makes sense. You never thought she was attracted to you when you were teens, no matter those silly childhood kissing games she mentioned. Now she's just come onto you with all the subtlety of a freight train. And your aching cock just won't let you forget it. You can't help but remember how soft her boobs felt pressed against you, or the way her round butt bounced and wiggled in that tight dress.

Worse, she's not the only one on your mind. As you put the kettle on to make some tea, you find yourself thinking about handsome Professor Merchant, his fingers brushing over yours as he handed you that folder. How would those hands feel stroking over the skin of your thighs as he leans down to worship you? You're suddenly certain he'd be such an attentive lover, kissing and suckling along your length in a way that makes your toes curl just thinking about it.

Then, when you sit down to drink it, Sam's pretty face flashes through your mind, gazing up at you sadly with those gorgeous blue eyes of his. Your cock throbs as you imagine his soft lips wrapped around your shaft, gagging and **** as he struggles to swallow every inch. You just know he'd try so very hard to please you, suffering through everything you'd do to him just to earn another load of thick cum in his belly.

Lips curled, you stumble into your bathroom for a shower. Under your trousers, the panties you were wearing have been visibly stretched by your aching dick, pulling the fabric so tight you can see it throbbing underneath. As you slip them down, your cock pops free, trembling in the air and throbbing with heat, all sixteen inches of rock-hard meat. The spongy head is wet and glistening, the skin of your shaft aching for attention. Beneath it, your two apple-sized balls ache and throb, so full of cum they feel like they're about to burst. Struggling to ignore that white-hot need, you hold the panties in your fingers, sighing to yourself at the state they're in, stained in pre-cum and tearing at the seams. Another pair ruined. You toss them away and step into the shower, letting the warm spray wash over your aching boobs.

As you rub your body with soup, you think of handsome James. Such an arrogant boy, perhaps what he really needs is to be bent over and taught he's not the top dog, not really. In fact, he's more suited to being your whimpering bitch. You imagine slowly working your lubed cock into his tight, muscled butt, watching him tremble and moan as you teach him pleasures he's never dreamt of before. When you're shampooing your silky black hair, however, it's Yasmina you're dreaming of. The shy New Female, twitching and moaning as you rubbed her cock and pussy. How would she react if you played with her even more? You've never thought of fucking one of your own kind before, but suddenly you see the appeal. Her smaller cock twitching and throbbing and spraying cum onto her boobs as you drive your own deep into her wet, waiting pussy. All the fun of fucking a boy, but with a soft female body to enjoy instead.

You step out of the shower, trembling with need, your iron-hard cock bobbing in the air in front of you. Biting your lip, you reach down a trembling hand towards it. A hungry moan escapes your lips as your fingers close around your throbbing shaft, pumping gently up and down along that monstrous length. Your eyes flutter closed and you lick your lips, bucking your hips in time with each sensual stroke. As you work towards a peak you suddenly find yourself thinking about your younger brother. Surly Nicholas, you'd really teach him a lesson this time! See him snap and bitch at you while he's face down on your bed, biting the sheets as you drive your cock balls-deep into his cute butt. You'll **** him to be a good boy the only way that'll stick!

Just like that, hand slips from your cock, leaving you trembling and gasping with unsated desire. Fuck! Not him! He's your brother! You want to slam your head against the shower wall, **** those awful thoughts out. What the Hell is wrong with you? Is it just that you're so horny now you can't even control yourself, or something even worse? You're still shaking while you dry yourself and brush your teeth, clenching your fist hard as you struggle not to reach back down and finish what you started.

This has been a rather tiring day. Maybe it's time you just give up and get some rest. At least asleep you won't be thinking of anyone like this. Your cock seems even harder as you walk naked into your bedroom, but you don't dare touch it while you risk another forbidden fantasy. In the end, all you can muster the energy to do is collapse into your bed and pull your blankets over your trembling body. You're not sure how long it's going to take you to get to sleep with your cock still aching like this, but as you lay against your pillows a wave of exhaustion hits you like a hammer blow. Your eyes are shut in moments, and you find yourself slipping away into a deep sleep, troubled only by some very odd dreams.

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