>>5981981"Maybe today, maybe tomorrow. Who knows?" I listlessly stare at the corner of my room from my bed. I lay on my back, fiddling with the hem of my shorts and shirt. My palm traced circles on my stomach, not knowing what to do next.
You see, it was only recently I found out that Calli had been… packing extra? I accidentally walked into her changing clothes and, uh, down there was a conspicuous bulge. She awkwardly and hastily closed the door, stiffly running over.
Honestly, I'm happy to have found out like that.
It would've been worse to find her in the middle of a session… right?
Ever since then, I couldn't help but entertain the idea during late night unsleeping nights like now. My hand would always subconsciously travel down to my shorts, pulling aside any barriers. The other hand would cup my breast (however much I could) and play with my nipple, tweaking it.
"Mmnnh," I groan, whimpering through my teeth. My finger traces the line of my pussy, catching onto my hardened clit every now again and eliciting a long moan. "Yes…" I softly exhale, pulling my nipple to send jolts through my spine. I arch my back, finger lining up with my entrance.
It felt wrong. It did. Jacking off to my friend for many years. But, I couldn't hold back.
