I thought about putting on clothes, but I was just going to be downstairs for a minute. I grabbed my robe and tied it loosely as I rushed down the stairs. I was still in a daze from masturbating; I didn't even hear the noises from the kitchen. As I came around the corner I realized I wasn't alone. Jamie and two of his friends had just come home with a pizza.
"Oh shit!" I panicked, grabbing at my not quite closed robe. I knew I reeked of sex. My thighs were still sticky. Had I washed my hands?
"Hey," Jamie said. He didn't even look up. His friends did though; unable to speak they just stared. I could tell by their faces they had seen a lot in the gap my robe had left. "You want some? We've got plenty," he offered.
"No thanks, I'm just here for some wine." I reached past him into the cupboard for my big glass. I might as well get this over with now. "Look," I started, "I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot. I was somewhat out of line that first day. I wasn't expecting you to be a guy, I freaked out a little. But, you seem to be a good guy, and it hasn't been long but you're a good roommate."
"It's all right. Lex said you just needed time to get used to it."
"I guess she knows me pretty well." Strangely well actually. "Anyway, I'm glad you moved in." I had my back to his friends, whom I was sure were staring at my ass. As I filled my glass I turned. "Nice to meet you, boys." I set the bottle on the counter, and then picked it back up. I may need a refill, I thought, and took it with me. I could hear them whisper and snicker as I made my way up the stairs.
Our bathroom has a dimmer switch. At that moment it was my favorite part of the house. I hung a fresh pair of panties on the doorknob and slid in. I sat for a minute, adjusting to the heat from the water. The wine had left a nice warmth in my chest, I took a big gulp and slid down, up to my neck.
I couldn't believe I had handled that so calmly. I was practically naked in the kitchen with three guys. I had probably exposed myself to two of them. I should have turned beet red, been embarrassed and run from the room. I didn't though. It was exciting. I knew they were staring and I let them. I wasn't sure how, but I was pretty sure this was Lex's affect on me; making me bolder, less inhibited. I could think about why later, for now I just poured another glass.
Somewhere between the wine, the bath and the somewhat public indecency, I had gotten myself quite excited again. I was near the bottom of my second glass when I realized my hand had drifted under the water. My fingers had inched their way down my stomach and between my legs. Stopping there I rubbed my pussy absent mindlessly. I let my hand stay for a few moments, working its self in circles, front to side, side to back.
I closed my eyes and brought my other hand across my chest, just under my breasts. I bent my elbow, squeezing them together. Letting go of the pressure, then squeezing again. My fingers walked from the side of my right boob to the nipple. Just touching and flicking at first, then pressing and pinching.
I slid up some in the tub, lifting my nipples above the water and pressed a finger into my pussy. I could do this again, I thought; but then thought more fondly about the vibrator tucked away behind my stash of books.
I lifted my toes above the water to open the drain and stood in the tub. The mirror was opposite it in the bathroom. I stopped for a minute admiring my body in the half light I had on.
I knew I wasn't fit like Lex was. I had a little tummy and some extra width on my hips. I made up for it in my chest, "the girls". I had large, soft breasts; my favorite feature. I looked even better with patches of bubbles hanging off me. My hair was done up with a chopstick, one curl coming down the side of my face.
I realized I was touching myself again. Gently rubbing the lips of my pussy and then twirling the short hair above my clit. I snapped out of it, I was dripping all over the floor. Toweling off as I left the bathroom I headed right for my nightstand. Tucked safely away, where no one could see it, I grabbed my vibrator. It wasn't much, certainly nothing fancy. Just a slim purple tube, but that dial on the end held all the magic I needed.
The wine had left me bold; I didn't even get under the sheet. Lying in the middle of my bed I spread my legs and twisted the end of my toy. It buzzed to life excitedly; almost as if it missed me. It had been awhile since I had used it. I pressed the shaft against my slit, and slid it back and fort.
I increased the power gradually, letting the tension build, going farther and farther with each motion. I couldn't wait any longer. Finally as I pulled the toy forward the tip pressed against my wet hole. I rotated the shaft around and plunged it deep inside. Everything lit up at once. Like every nerve inside had come alive. This was fantastic. In and out, in and out, my wrist worked overtime trying to move faster and faster.
I brought my legs together and clenched down on the vibrations. Not yet, I wasn't ready for this to be over. I rolled onto my knees and leaned forward, bracing on my shoulder and neck. I lifted my ass higher into the air, trying to get more of the length inside me. Slowing my strokes I rocked my hips back and forth. Out of rhythm with the thrusts, making it go in deeper and pull out farther.
I couldn't hold out much monger. I reached my free hand up and pulled at my tits, pinching the nipples and twisting a little. No, I needed more. I pressed my palm flat against my stomach and slid it from my tits up to my hips. I teased at my clit a few times, but that was too much. Separating my middle and ring fingers I slid them over my pussy and let the toy keep rushing in, between them. My fingers dragged my lips back and forth as I rubbed harder and harder.
I could feel the fluids trickling down my stomach as I started to cum. I pulled the vibrator out and rubbed furiously. Rolling onto my side, I dropped the toy and brought that hand back to my crotch, resting on top of the other. I inched the tips of my fingers inside as I rocked back and forth with my hips. The first time was good, but that was perfect.
I was suddenly very drowsy. All that excitement had really taken everything out of me. Had I been loud? Had I made any noise at all? I had been so focused I couldn't even remember. If they had heard me I'm sure it made their night. Maybe they were all downstairs now, touching themselves, thinking about me touching myself.
Closing my eyes I tried to picture them. I pulled my fingers from inside my pussy and brought them up to my mouth; licking each one clean. I grabbed blindly at the sheet and pulled it haphazardly over my body. I fell asleep the second I let the image of them slip from my head.
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