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I realized I had my hand raised as if waiting for a high five, what a dork.
“Oh shit,” Susie called out. “Uh huh, uh huh, yeah…”
She always sounded like a porn star and I wondered if she really needed to say those things.
Do I do that?
I didn’t think I did.
“Uh huh, slowly baby…wait…slowly…uh huh…ahh, yes…”
No, I most definitely do not.
I stood, almost without realizing it, and made my way to the wall that separated our rooms. I listened intently, so keenly that I’m pretty sure I would’ve put a glass up to the wall the way kids do in movies if I weren’t too lazy to go out to the kitchen.
“Damn right,” Vince said.
I had to stifle my laughter. I swear if I’d been drinking something it would’ve shot out my nose. It was one of those unexpected chortles. A Vince-ism. Damn right, like he’d just proven a theory he’d been trying to convince her about all day.
Then the talking stopped. And it was just heavy breathing and panting. It was nice. It was sexy. It was a turn on. I leaned back against the wall and listened.
I could hear Susie’s whines, just soft whimpers, not the fake ones like before. These were real, feel-good sighs.
With my eyes closed, I imagined my last time with Mark. The day before I caught him with the other girl.
No that visual’s not gonna work.
So I did something I’d surprisingly never done before. I just imagined Vince and Susie. It wasn’t hard to do with the sounds they were making. They were there, right on the other side of the wall, and from the stories she’d told me he probably had her bent over, licking her pussy right now from behind as he teased her puckered ass with one finger. That was usually how he got it started.
I felt an ache in my gut that traveled down to my inner thighs and stopped somewhere in my clenched ass. I’d been horny before but I don’t remember ever feeling a yearning like this without being touched. As I adjusted my standing position, the towel swayed and the fabric brushed against my swelling clit and it was like someone had suddenly sucked it between his lips and let it go.
Holy shit. How did I do that?
I tried to do it again on purpose but it wasn’t the same.
I needed to be touched by someone, by something. I just needed to be touched so bad. I was wet and getting wetter as I heard Susie’s soft moans turn to louder whines. She was never worried about people hearing her. And that was clearly evident now as she cried out. I envied her ability to just let go and be pleasured with no restraints.
Vince had moved on. That wasn’t the cry of someone being licked. That was penetration. He’d shoved his way inside her. He’d buried that gigantic cock I’d seen at the beach today deep inside her. Again, I envied her.
God, I needed to be touched. Not by a towel but by a warm body.
And then I was being touched.
I was doing the touching. Not vigorous, lesbian sex tape kind of rubbing, but just three fingers running over my mound of trimmed hair, the stubble leading my way down to my clit. I found it, tender and waiting, yearning for my touch. I tapped one finger softly against it, feeling it stick against my fingertip as I yanked free and tapped again. Each time it stuck and came free I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body.
Stick, release. Stick, release. And then I was getting wetter and the sticking stopped and I was just dabbing my finger into a pool of my sex, my dripping wet pussy.
I moved my finger around in a circular motion and closed my eyes. To the sound of Vince fucking my best friend next door, I moved to the beat of their rhythm. When they sped up, I worked harder. Whe
n they slowed down, I softened up.
I thought of Vince’s invitation. He wanted me there in the next room with them and from what he’d told me earlier, Susie was willing to share him. I dropped my towel, arched my back, and really got into it, rubbing my open palm against my pussy lips, pushing so the pressure would sink into my clit and all the way to my pubic bone.
With each pump of my hand, the friction threatened to send me over the edge.
I’d never been able to make myself come with just my fingers, but the wanting that had been building up inside me was about to overflow. I was hornier than I’d ever been. And I was close already.
In my mind I was there with them in the room. I’d barged in, letting the towel drop, and sauntered over to where Susie was riding Vince. I saw her taking his whole cock inside of her, sinking all the way down to the base and then rising until the head nearly popped out. She rose and fell, rose and fell. Then her lazy, tired eyes finally noticed me watching and she waved me over with one hand.
