I don’t know what came over me last night, somehow I was up all night long and I’m really dreading my classes today.
It all started with Greg’s usual routine, I could hear him in his room next door. I think it was around 10pm or so when his sounds started, those deep grunts and panting; it can really force me to be in the mood right then and there too.
I can usually tell if he’s alone or with someone, having heard his routine for a couple of months now. This time it was no different than usual, his sounds slowly growing in intensity, forcing me to set aside my laptop and books and join in. And I did just that, sitting up in my bed in my own little room, while the rest of the house listened in.
It only took a few minutes for me to become a complete mess, I knew I was in some sort of mood yesterday, a little needy and very horny. Soon I was moaning out loud just like Greg was, the two of us alone but filling that dorm house with such fun, depraved sounds, as we pleasured ourselves like the horny college students we are. With a hand down the front of my panties and one up under my top I was certainly enjoying myself, squirming a bit on my bed and cumming only a moment before he started to as well.
Yet it wasn’t enough for me. His sounds died off as mine slowly began again, I felt insatiable and needed more, barely stopping for a moment to catch my breath before my fingers went right back to work. It took me a bit longer the second time, like I was savoring the moment of self attention and in no real hurry to lose that sensation; it wasn’t a race to make myself cum a second time. By then I had ignored the rest of the house around and was solely focused on my own fun, although I surely made quite a bit of noise when I finally hit my peak.
I think it was a little after midnight when I finished up, padding my way downstairs without a single thought to how I must have looked. Aching for a glass of water, I could easily hear Maria’s gorgeous little whimpers as I left my room and walked down the hallway, stopping for a single moment to listen to how much she loved her boyfriend Jason.
I know I stood in the kitchen for a while, savoring that glass of water and listening to the lovebirds fuck. Those rhythmic sounds floating all through that shared house, I could tell when Jason was really going at it or when Maria was putting in the work herself. And it didn’t help that my mind was wandering the entire time, picturing Jason, Greg, other cute classmates, a mix of lust and sexuality all roaming through my head.
Trudging back upstairs I still felt unsatisfied and needy, although passing by a hallway mirror showed me exactly what I looked like in this state. My hair disheveled, the thin tank top I wore stretched out along my shoulders and cleavage, bunched up high at my tummy. Panties lopsided on my waist and riding high on my hip bones, it would have been very clear what I was up to if anyone had spotted me.
Back in my bedroom I knew I had to have more, if I had someone in there with me this would have been round four, and they would have been tired. My clothes came off before I started rummaging around my room, producing toys from various hiding spots and laying out on my bed.
I know exactly why I didn’t just turn on porn on my laptop last night. My mind was working in overdrive, obviously pleased to have me think about all sorts of depraved things with people, while I put myself in those same positions. How Jason might feel mounting me from behind instead, making me squeal and moan throughout the house. What it would be like to be with Greg one of those times, whimpering and panting and being loud because of him, with him. How amazing it might feel to have our newest roommate, Izzy, with her head between my thighs and worshiping me for hours and hours.
I think I finally gave up around 2 or 3 in the morning, not even bothering to clean up, just rolling onto my side and falling asleep frustrated. It’s still gnawing at me now like some deep need to start up again and I feel like I’m going to have to find someone to help me quench this thirst.