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Chapter 4: Solo Practice

Chapter 4: Solo Practice

That night, I fell asleep with many jumbled and confused thoughts running through my mind. Ken. Nicole. Nicole. Ken. Both had kissed me tonight and I liked both. I was turned on by both of them. But I’d always had a secret crush on Nicole. Even when we were in college, though we’d never been the best of friends, I still liked her. I’d thought many times about trying to hook up with her but I didn’t know how it would be received. And I wasn’t exactly itching to get slapped in the face again.

But her statements earlier tonight and then that chaste kiss revealed that maybe she was interested as well. Or at least curious.

Curious or not, I was burning up with no relief in sight. I woke up throbbing and burning with unfulfilled desire. Rolling over, I glanced at the clock. 2:45. Covering my eyes, I groaned and rolled over again. Ugh! I was so damn horny. I could always call Ken. He’d made it quite plain that he was ready, willing, and able. All I had to do was make the call.

But I couldn’t call him. I wouldn’t use him like that. Especially when I now knew that he had real feelings for me. Maybe one day, I could return those feelings. But right now, I needed some relief and it looked like it would be my fingers and plastic to the rescue.

I closed my eyes again and let my hands drift down my body. I let my mind float lazily and it formed images behind my eyes. Images of Nicole, naked with her perky little breasts pressing against me as we kissed languidly. My hands were hers in my fantasy, touching me everywhere from head to toe. I groaned softly as I caressed my breasts. The image shifted to Ken’s handsome face hovering just above my aching n*****s. He smiled down at me before sucking on each one in turn. Then it was Nicole’s lips that kissed their way down my belly to my dripping snatch. I parted the slick skin with my fingers and tapped the tiny bud hidden in the folds. My body tensed as sensations rippled across my skin. I wanted to come so badly but my fingers weren’t getting it.

I blew out a breath and went over to my dresser and opened the top drawer. I reached inside and pulled out the plastic replica that had been my friend on many a long, horny nights. I held it up.

“Looks like it’s me and you tonight, Dickey,” I murmured.

I flipped on the TV and lay back against the pillows. Seconds later, images from one of my favorite adult movies came on the screen. I watched for a moment, pretending that was Nicole and I on the screen. Unbidden, Ken’s handsome face popped into my mind. I groaned out loud at the conflicting emotions I was feeling. The roller coaster of sensations both emotional and physical were adding to my arousal and making it almost painful.

I turned the vibrator on to its highest setting and slipped it between my legs. Another groan escaped my throat as I moved the vibrating piece of plastic in and out of my slick body. I was so horny that it didn’t take much and I was trembling and moaning louder than the TV.

I rolled over, sated for the moment but knowing it wasn’t enough.

The room darkened as the TV’s sleep timer shut it off. I closed my eyes. As I drifted off to sleep, I hoped that Nicole was still curious tomorrow.