Ch30
Randy
I hear her voice calling his name as I walk through a short corridor, of a hotel. I don't recognize the place though I know I've stayed here before, it's been renovated. I'm too tired to pick out the changes, my body's hurting, I'm horny, and pissed off.
She's next door, I realize as she moans his name explicitly. I'm starting to hate these group trips, for the sole reason I can't get away from her. Fate has decided to fuck me yet again tonight because guess who my neighbors are?
Her voice fueling my arousal and his name souring it. Quickly I swipe the key card unlocking the room door and hurry straight to the shower peeling off articles of clothing on my way. "Fuck me harder..."
I try my damnedest to ignore her moans but still I find my hand reach between my legs, softly stroking my cock to the rhythm of her moans and gasps. Each sound she makes I'm pretending I'm the cause of it. I'm the one in that bed next door, fucking her mercilessly, I'm the man inside her not him. I tighten my grip pretending it's her pussy muscles squeezing me, trying to bring me to my end. One groan escapes my mouth then another and another, soon I'm almost as noisy as she is except she's screaming at her end. She's cumming and he's still inside her, enjoying each and every contraction of her around him.
I growl in frustration because I'm not getting off, my fist strikes the wall and I hear a faint chuckle and some mumbling. Her cum is soaking the sheets and probably his groin, she's delightfully messy and she owns it. Her soft black hair is probably a wild mess around her face which is flushed red with exertion.
She's whimpering his name as he fucks her through her orgasm. "Oh fuck…please…" I hear her say that clearly, and it pisses me off. He's loving every minute of her screaming his name. I hear a low murmur and once more her moans ascend in pitch as does the groaning of the springs in the mattress. These walls are way too thin. My hand pumps the length of my shaft as she whines and mewls in pleasure. I'm not the one fucking her with all my strength. He is and he's doing her right. Frantically I push my hips against my hand, wishing it were her.
When I hear her cry out again, I feel that familiar tightening in my balls and my abs twitch warning me I'm going to cum.
My eyes pop open and I'm staring up at the ceiling of my bedroom, my cock is throbbing in my fist, and cum is everywhere. I sit up growling, I had that dream again, or should I say nightmare. Fuck, this is almost to the point where this friendship agreement is no longer working. Memories are memories, other girls don't work they can't do half of the things Honor can do to me. I don't want them I want her and she's fucking him.
I get up and head into the shower and proceed to quickly wash away all evidence from my nocturnal jerk off session. I chuckle darkly at the pathetic, love-struck fool I've become; well played Honor you've got me. You've shown me just how weak and dependent on you I've become. You may never know it Shadow but you've got me!
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