Am I still drunk?

Oh God, am I still drunk?

Carly didn’t want to open her eyes, she loved that moment when you fist wake up in your bed and get to luxuriate under the covers. She pulled them up under her chin, resting her forearms on her breasts and squeezing them together. She was naked and sex sweaty.

We had a lot of sex last night..

She brought her hands down to squeeze her breasts and then let them roam down her sides. One traced across the top of her stomach and into the crease of her upper thigh while the other reached across through the sheets to the man next to her. Was he her boyfriend yet? They’d been dating for about five weeks but hadn’t had that conversation. But whatever, he was here next to her, strong and naked and they had had a great night partying and having some very naughty fun.

Carly thought about how he had closed the door to her bedroom last night and pushed her against it so that everyone partying in the hallway outside couldn’t come in. He’d kissed her hard and then sunk to his knees in front of her, pulled her short, black dress up to her waist, pulled her lacy, black knickers aside and started to lick her pussy. He was good too! She wasn’t quite sure how he did it but she was very wet, very fast and he seemed to always know to go fast or slowly or softly or hard.

Fuck that was hot! Knowing that on the other side of the door were her closest friends, drunk as shit and likely to barge in at any moment and find her on the brink of a large orgasm was a crazy thought!

Carly’s hand slowly traced up and down next to her pussy under the covers. She was getting turned on reliving last night and knew that she was getting wet. She let just the tip of her little finger drift into her slit as her hand kept tracing its rhythm to the side and smiled to herself.

Yep I’m wet. Again.

Still smiling, she kept playing the scene in her head. Gareth had hooked his fingertips into the waistband on either side of her knickers. “We should go back out!” Carly had whispered. “Shhh” he mouthed up at her with a devilish look in his eyes. She had wiggled her hips and let him pull her underwear down her legs to her feet where she stepped out and kicked them to the side. He’d spun her around then and spread her legs. As he stood up behind her, he must have pulled his dick out because he then rubbed it two or three times up and down her pussy before she felt it push inside and fill her up.

Carly’s fingers started playing with her pussy in her bed as she thought about all of this. God she loved the way he felt inside of her! She’d had a lot of trouble cumming lately without having her vibrating toy inside of her. She thought it was maybe from using it too much, that she’d become too dependent on it. That was until she found Gareth and his lovely cock. She had been so happy when they had first fucked and she had cum her brains out. She wanted it in her now. Or her toy. She really wanted an orgasm!

She didn’t get to have one last night as he had fucked her from behind with her hands on the bedroom door, feeling so dirty and naughty, both of them trying not to moan too loudly. She was actually very close and could have cum had the door handle not started to turn and the door start to push open! Carly hadn’t realised that the thrill of very nearly getting caught was such a turn on, but thinking about it now was getting her so excited! Gareth had somehow managed to get covered up and Carly had only just got her dress pulled down as her friends charged in with another drink and hugs and housewarming gifts. She had shot Gareth a searching look and mouthed “Where are my pants?!” and as they were leaving the room he had whispered “Don’t worry, just leave them off.” And you know what? She’d been drunk and happy and trusted him so she did!

Carly cupped her pussy with her hand and let her middle finger rest on her slit. With a gentle sideways wiggle, her lips parted and her finger was now almost inside. This was another moment in bed that she loved, the “I’m gonna cum soon, but I’ve hardly even started” moment. With the tiniest of movements, less than a tap and hardly even a curl of the finger, her fingertip moved in and out, each ‘in’ picking up a little moisture and each ‘out’ spreading it and opening her lips the tiniest bit more. She pulled her finger right out, curling it and pushing the tip in to just above the nail. Lifting her hand slightly she dragged her middle finger up her slit.

“Aaaahhhh”, Carly exhaled quietly. *I am really wet!* she thought.

As Carly lay there in bed curling her finger up and down her slit, slowly playing with her folds and getting wetter by the second, she couldn’t stop thinking about the night before. At one point a drinking game had erupted where people had to pick things up off the floor with their mouths but not using their hands. Carly had made one attempt, had fallen over sideways to large laughs and had retired to the ring of onlookers with Gareth. As he stood behind her, with people in front of and beside her engrossed in the game, he had placed his hand on her ass, inched her dress up at the back and slid a finger across her pussy. As she achingly pushed back onto his hand she had realised that she still had no knickers on. She wondered in shock how many people had seen up her dress?! From the angle that she fell she thought that only her girlfriends and maybe one guy other than Gareth had seen but it was quite a shock. Gareth’s finger was sliding back and forth across her pussy and even up onto her asshole quickly and as it came back down to her pussy, Carly arched her back and pushed so that it drove inside her. She had wanted him to reach around with his other hand and squeeze her breast or pull her face to his or pull her dress up and play with her clit but she didn’t want everyone to know that she was being finger fucked right there in the middle of the party!

Carly pushed her whole middle finger inside herself as she thought about what would have happened if they had been caught. A few people had already seen her pussy as she fell and and as she thought about what it would have been like if she had pulled her dress down to let Gareth squeeze her tits, she pulled the covers down and squeezed them with her own hand. The thought of 30 or 40 people standing around watching her half naked and being brought to orgasm was a very dirty thought and was making her really want to cum!

*I want his cock in me*, thought Carly, *I need it to cum.*

Taking her hand from her breasts, she slid it back under the covers, across and over the body of the sleeping man next to her. She did that sweeping, patting thing until she found what she was looking for. *Jesus, it’s even big when it’s soft!* she thought. She hooked her thumb under it and lifted it up, feeling the head loll to the side. She gave it a few gentle tugs but nothing happened.

“Come on, come on,” she quietly whispered. *I’m gonna have to make this happen aren’t I?* she thought.

Carly pulled her hand from between her legs and rolled to her side. She could feel how wet she was just from the movement of her thighs, thinking that she wouldn’t be surprised if there was a lil wet patch on the sheets! She tucked her shoulder and then her head under the sheet and moved it down to Gareth’s middle. With her hand she lifted his floppy cock and moved her head to put it in her mouth. She could smell her pussy on her fingers. *Fuck, I’m a dirty girl!* she thought and decided to lick her own fingers in the process. Starting at the base of Gareth’s cock, she licked a long lick, stopping to suck on each of her fingers as she passed them. When she got to the head, she popped it in her mouth for a second and then started the reverse lick all the way to the base again. She kept licking and sucking for quite some time, putting her other hand back between her legs before she noticed a stirring of life in the form of a twitch that created a hardish ridge down the length of his cock. *Finally!* she thought, *He must have had a lot to drink!*

Carly got onto her knees, one hand rubbing her pussy, the other wrapped around the half of Gareth’s cock that wasn’t in her mouth.

She had been sucking his cock near the end of last night in the bathroom, hoping to get it in her, when someone had banged on the door.

“You go,” Gareth had said quietly, “I’ll meet you out there”.

Carly had opened the door to find her friend Camile, one eyebrow raised and a knowing grin on her face on the other side.

“And what were you two up to in there?” she asked.

“Ah, well, er…”

“Did he cum yet?”

Busted!

“No, thanks to you!’

Carly remembered how Camile’s eyes had lit up as she said “Are we gonna tease him then?” Carly and Camile had teased more than a few of their new boyfriends by making out in front of them in the past.

“Hahaha OK, but only if I can play with your boobs!” replied Carly, having had more than a few drinks.

“Haha done deal!” Camile laughed, “You do you, girl, by which I mean me! He’s not gonna know what hit him!”

“Hahaha, just remember that I really like this guy!” Carly said as they had found a couch to wait for Gareth on.

Carly thought of the look on his face as he had walked into the room, empty by this stage except for the two girls on a couch making out. Carly thought about how nice it had felt kissing Camile and how Gareth must have almost popped when he saw her hand reach inside Camile’s v-cut dress and cup her breast. Carly had gripped Camile’s nipple between her middle and ring fingers and gently pulled it, causing Camile to inhale quickly and squeeze Carly’s butt. They both snuck a glance at Gareth who had an obvious bulge in his pants. Carly thought of the mischievous question in Camile’s eyes as they looked at each other again. With a grin, Carly popped Camile’s breast out of her dress, keeping it covered in her hand but out none the less (and probably with the nipple showing between her fingers). Camile, retaliated by putting her hand between Carly’s legs, thinking it would look great but in reality putting her hand directly onto Carly’s wet, pantiless pussy.

Carly was totally lost in her memory, under the sheet, sucking Gareth’s cock and rubbing her soaking pussy. She was really moving, grinding into her hand and taking big long slurps as she bobbed not just her head but her whole body up and down. She kept thinking of that moment that Camile’s hand had made contact with her pussy. They’d never crossed that line before. It was like an electric shock! Camile had gone stiff for a second but hadn’t pulled her hand away and Carly had thought she’d felt a finger start to press a little. Carly moaned, both into Camile’s mouth in her memory and onto Gareth’s cock in reality. She had pushed herself down onto the fingers on her pussy, but Gareth had broken the spell by saying “I think we should take this into the bedroom.” to which Camile had quickly replied “No, I’m staying on the couch”.

“Mmm, oh, I think I’m gonna cum, baby” Carly heard Gareth throatily say outside the sheets.

“No, no, no ,no, no, no!” said Carly as she quickly pulled herself on top of him, guiding his cock easily into her wet pussy.

Carly started riding him, grinding her clit into his pelvis as hard as she could.

“Ohhh FUCK!!’ groaned Gareth as he started to cum, shooting his load deep inside of her.

“Noo! Not yet! I’m not there!” cried Carly as she slapped him on the chest, feeling his dick getting softer with every thrust. “Not yet.” Carly whispered.

Gareth wrapped his strong arms around her back and shoulders and pulled her close. Carly felt her breasts squeeze against his chest and surrendered to the moment. Breathing into his neck she listened to his heart and breathing slow down and felt his wonderful cock go soft inside her. Even soft it was large enough to stay in her pussy but when she raised her head a little, she felt it plop out of her with the change in posture.

She thought of how her pussy must look right now, freshly fucked, open and probably dripping with cum. What would she do if someone walked in right now? Her pussy was facing the door, they’d see everything. She reached behind with one hand and pulled her pussy apart as far as she could. She looked back over her shoulder imagining that she was looking someone in the eye as they stared at her pussy. Her middle finger ran down her slick pussy to her clit. It rubbed back and forth a few times and then pulled back up to dive into her hole. Carly pulled it out, brought it to her mouth and sucked the juices from it, imagining now that her bedroom door was open with last nights party guests watching from the hallway.

*Fuck this,* thought Carly, *I need to cum, now!*

Sliding off her man, Carly reached across to her bedside drawer, her hand knowing exactly where it was going. She looked back at Gareth and with her favourite toy in her hand, so much in shape and size like his cock, she gave him a shove. Nothing. He was out to it. *You don’t know what you’re missing bud!*

Carly gave the base of her toy a twist and felt the familiar hum. Something about the way that it pulsed, mixed with it’s perfect shape and size, had had her coming every day for months. To the point that she worried about it never being replaceable! It was crazy! She loved it so much! She placed the head of it against her pussy, letting it find it’s place and get her wetness on itself. She slid it up and down her lips a couple of times and then rested it against her ready clit. *Why does it feel so good?!* *Every time it’s amazing!* thought Carly as she felt the pulses starting to work and her pleasure start to build.

Except it suddenly wasn’t building, it was slowing, weakening, drifting off.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Carly said out loud. She pulled her toy up to look at it, catching a whiff of her pussy and realised that it was out of charge. *Not you too!* she thought. *It’s like the world doesn’t want me to have an orgasm today!* *We’d better plug you in!*

Popping the little cover at the base and reaching down the side of the bed for the cable, Carly frustratedly fumbled about with her hand until she found the extension chord that she’d set up for this exact purpose. She pulled it through her hands until she found the end. The empty end.

“Fuck!” No charger, no cable.

*That’s right, I gave it to that guy to charge his phone last night.* *Where the fuck would he have put it?* Carly thought, racking her brain. *I know where another one is though, down behind the TV with all the other electric stuff!*

Carly swung herself out of bed and stumbled on unsteady legs toward the bedroom door. Were her legs shaky from the sex or was she still drunk? She grabbed the door handle and lurched through the door, down the short hallway and into the living room. She got four or five steps in when she stopped suddenly. There, on the couch, right where she’d left her a couple of hours ago, was Camile. And here, butt naked with a vibrator in her hand was Carly.

She dared not move. Was she asleep? Had she woken her? Carly’s heart was thumping. Camile didn’t move. She was wearing (funnily enough) an old basketball singlet that Carly had stolen off an ex and had a blanket over her lower half. Her beautiful dress from the night before was hung off the back of the door. She was on her back and Carly could clearly see the sides of her breasts through the large armholes of the singlet. *She’s definitely hot,* observed Carly as she took a cautionary step backwards. Camile didn’t move so Carly took a step forward. Still nothing. She raised her arms above her head and waved them. Carly shook her butt and jiggled her tits. Camile just lay there, her mouth slightly open, breathing steadily. Carly squished her breasts together and then gave each nipple a long pull with her free hand, still feeling very turned on. She took a step closer so that her pussy was right in front of Camile’s face. *Now this is crazy,* thought Carly. *I don’t know if I want her to wake up or not and I can’t tell if I’m scared or incredibly turned on!*

Camile had seen her naked before, she’d felt her tits and even touched her pussy last night but this was different. Right now Carly was naked, horny and reckless and the idea of her best friend catching her was making her tremble.

She turned around and bent at the waist. She opened her legs and looking back between them she rubbed her pussy in front of Camile’s face with her toy. Looking up at her Carly realised that from this angle she could see Camile’s nipple. She started to rub faster and noticed a drip of wetness forming on her toy. She didn’t know why but she knew what to do with it. Standing up straight Carly cautiously hooked a finger under the baggy armhole of the singlet and terrifyingly pulled it aside to expose her friends nipple. She then moved her toy to Camile’s breast and let the drip join the two for a second until she pulled the toy away.

*Holy Fuck!* *How did that not wake her?!* Thought Carly, her heart thumping so loudly that it was making her shake. Camile slept on as Carly put her fingers to her pussy and rubbed her clit again. When she brought her fingers back up this time she scooped and they came up covered and dripping in more juice than she had ever seen. A large drop formed and fell into Camile’s hair, stretching across onto her shoulder. Carly inhaled and quickly put her fingers in her mouth. She could taste Gareth’s cum and her own strong juices and not knowing exactly why, perhaps to finally get caught, she dribbled some back onto her hand and placed it over Camile’s open mouth. The drip slowly fell down stretching from her finger to Camile’s lip. Camile didn’t move, she just kept on sleeping.

Carly’s heart was pounding and she could feel every heartbeat throbbing through her pussy. Carly was so turned on that she was trembling and it wasn’t helping that she could feel her pussy dripping. she looked down between her legs and could see a long drip stretching like a web from her open pussy to her left thigh. She looked at Camile’s nipple and then at her lip, seeing where her juice had landed and felt a shudder start in her pussy and radiate out through her entire body. Carly needed to cum, right now.

Turning from Camile, she moved towards the corner of the room where the TV had been pushed back against the wall. As she took the couple of steps towards it she rubbed her favourite toy against her pussy, noticing how easily her lips parted. The TV was on a great big cabinet that the boys had had to slide into the corner so that everyone could dance. Carly tried to lean in behind it to look for her cable. There it was on the end of an extension lead! Leaning over the cabinet, she tried desperately to grab it but she couldn’t fit! *Fuck, I NEED that charger!!* *I HAVE to cum, right now!!* She wriggled and squirmed until she could get her arm behind the cabinet but her hand was still about a foot away from the charger. *Fuck!!* she thought. She squatted down low in front of the cabinet and tried to slide it back but it was too heavy and wouldn’t budge. Getting onto her hands and knees she put her face to the ground and looked under it. She could see her charger! *I think I can reach it if i squeeze my arm through that gap there!* Carly slid her arm through the small gap in the drawers and just managed to get her hand through to the other side and felt blindly around for anything vaguely cable-like. *If I could just see what I was doing..!*

Carly pulled her hand out and by facing her body the other way, could use her other arm while looking under the cabinet. She could see her hand. She could see the charger. It was still just out of reach. Carly lifted her bum to get her arm further in and still grasped at thin air! She whimpered frustratedly and faced her head out the other way to get a breath of fresh air.

This was when Carly realised what Camile would see if she were to wake up and look. She’d see Carly’s ass up, tits hanging down, legs spread and pussy wide open and dripping while she squirmed around reaching behind the cabinet. Another shudder passed through her pussy. She couldn’t help but put her free hand to her clit and rub furiously for a few seconds.

“Mhhmmmm” she moaned. *I want her to see me,* she realised. *I want her to see my pussy spread and dripping.* *WAKE UP!!* *Look at what a slut I really am Camile!*

Carly reached down, grabbed her toy and slid it deep into her pussy.

“Ohhhhhhh!” she moaned.

Leaning forward again, she reached with all of her might behind the TV cabinet. Her nail hooked onto something. She scooped and jiggled until it was sitting on the first joint of her finger and then she grabbed it with her whole hand. *YES!!!* *Thats it!* She carefully caterpillered the cable until she had the plug end in her hand and pulled it (extension cable and all) out the front of the cabinet.

She had it! She looked at it. She kissed it. She pulled her toy from her sopping pussy, popped the cover and plugged it in. The small red light came on. For a trembling second, Carly just stared at it, then she tentatively twisted the base and felt it jump to life. *Oh God yes!* *Thank Fuckity Fuck!* She reached behind her and plunged it back in, immediately feeling the pleasure course through her. She pumped it a few times and then pressed it against the spot that she knew would make her cum.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck”, she moaned as she rolled onto her back and grabbed her tit. She squeezed her nipple and straightened her legs, keeping them open so that she could pump her toy into her pussy. her hand was soaking and it was almost hard to hold on but she found the perfect position and held it, feeling her orgasm start to build.

“Ohhhhh, fuuccckkkkk!” she moaned as her legs started twitching. “Mmmmmmm, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmhhmmmmmmm……. FUUUUUUUUUUCCCKK yessssssssssss!” She cried out as her body convulsed and thumped with the strongest orgasm she had ever felt! She could feel her pussy grabbing and contracting on her toy and could feel a large puddle forming under her butt. It went on and on, Carly just shaking and moaning, feeling it first lift her off the ground and then curl her up onto herself.

Laying back as she started to come down from her orgasm, Carly just managed to twist her toy to the off position before she started to feel the long nights worth of sex, drinking, frustration and lack of sleep wash over her. Not caring or even really knowing where she was anymore, Carly fell into the sort of deep sleep that only an earth shatteringly satisfying orgasm after a great night and morning of teasing can provide.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/llrfqs/am_i_still_drunk