SOL - Nothing to do

There's not much to do when you are stuck in your own solitary cell.

You think about camp... and your first night, when you got in the shower with Olivia, and more than anything you remember what it felt like when you were doing it with her up against the wall in the shower, and her insanely hard, muscled ass clenching in your hand while you slid inside her.

You think about when you first met Riona at a match in Ireland. You saw each other all dirty and sweaty on the field, and you were staring at her hair. And then six hours later you were in a hotel in Dublin, with her kneeling on the carpet while you sat on the hotel bed, her hot mouth swallowing you while your played with that hair...

You sigh and twitch as your cum splashes on your belly, and you jerk out a little more and lie there miserably.

After a while you clean up and sneak back into that other girl's cell. She's strumming her guitar again.

She tells you a bit about her friend named Riley, and you listen to her. Honestly... her life has been a lot harder than yours.

You tell her about when you first started going out with Lucia, and what it was like to kiss her for the first time, and losing your virginity to her. You tell her about how back then you just could not think about anything but her.

"Then what happened?" she asks you.

Well... you don't want to talk about that. So you stop, and just stay there for a while. She keeps plucking at her guitar, and eventually you lose track of time and doze off.

...when you wake up she's lying on her back, one knee bent, one straight, and her hand is in her underwear, moving slowly... you drift back off to sleep.

Time doesn't matter in solitary.