Zzzzzzz....

"Did I do good?" you whisper in Julie's ear, anxious that you did something wrong like maybe you got her pussy hair caught in your braces or pressed her too hard with your knee. But it certainly looked like it was good for her, when she came on the tip of your tongue, kneeling over your face, yelling "Lick my pussy!"...

"Mmmnmmgnm," Julie mumbles. "Ahhhh," she sighs. Her eyelids are fluttering, almost closed. Is she still overwhelmed with pleasure?

"Did I do good, Julie?" you ask again. Your first time doing another girl, and she loved it! Your heart thumps with the joy, the high of it all. You feel a damp, throbbing ache between your legs. "You came so hard, that was so cool! Wasn't that great? You gotta tell me all about it, I mean you know some real lesbians, right? Do they do it like that?"

Julie moves her head and manages to blink, but her eyelids fall back down, almost closed again. "Yeah, uh, Jane, wha? Okay, like I think you can get some from Suzanne. Ah." She sighs and her eyes close completely. Her breath deepens into a snore.

You bite your lip and sniffle. Asleep? ASLEEP? How could she? You feel a hot flush wash over your face and ears.

You need some air. You jump off the bed and pull down your rucked-up top. Stepping out onto the balcony, you figure the chest-high parapet should cover your naked bottom half. You take a deep breath, but it turns into a sob. You just shared the most amazing experience of your life with Julie, and she falls asleep before you can make any sense out of it at all! A tear rolls down your cheek.

You make a startled jump as you feel pressure against your pussy. It's your own hand, cupping your mound and lips. You squeeze lightly. You're really aroused but too aggravated to want to masturbate. But you keep your hand there, squeezing gently, feeling the pent-up energy. "The least she could have done..." you complain out loud. You take a breath and lower your voice. "...was me." You sniffle. Did you really like Julie? Did she really like you? Or was it just the pitcher of margaritas you shared at lunch?

You clench your teeth. Maybe you need to go back in and finish this. Jump on top of her and rub your pussy against her hard until you come. She owes it to you. You sniffle and another tear rolls down. Maybe you should just lie down beside her and watch her while you touch yourself, thinking of that incredible look on her face while she was coming. Or should you think this through a little more?

Your knees tremble. You take a deep breath and...