Masturbating with somebody sleeping next to meThat kind of thing happens to me all the time. I mean like, for example–I’m bi, but some of my straight friends don’t know it (or kind of don’t want to know it, I guess), so sometimes I end up sleeping next to them, like if we’re on a trip or crashing at somebody’s place or something.So there I am, lying next to a friend who I’m practically in love with, close enough to feel her warmth, to smell her hair and her skin, to hear her breathing and know she’s asleep. I watched her undress, I watched her slip into bed gracefully, I listened Escort to her sigh as she got comfortable. I know there’s no way I’m going to get to sleep unless I knock myself out, so to speak.I lie on my stomach and slide my hand under me. My fingers become slippery right away, because I’m already wet. I think about my friend. I picture her smile. I picture her smooth hair. My body starts to get tense. My breath comes out in shaky little pants.I’m getting buzzy and my fingers are moving fast, almsot on their own. My back muscles twitch. I tingle all over. I’m Escort Bayan actually feeling desire all over me. I start to worry. Will I be able to stay quiet? Will I be able to resist her? I ache to feel how soft she is. My mind spins with a fantasy about losing control and climbing onto her. I have to keep checking myself to make sure I’m not actually doing it.My chest wants to groan. I try to keep it in but little whimpers escape. I toss my head trying to figure out what to do. I bury my face in my pillow just in time as I huff and puff and the world swirls Bayan Escort away.My body wants to lurch. My legs want to kick. I press myself to the bed to try to keep still. If my body jerks, it might wake her, and it’s way too late to cover for what’s happening to me. I have to keep all the jolts inside. They fight me but I have to hold on. I want to rock with the waves of pleasure. Why did I do this? What was I thinking? It’s too late. Oh god I don’t care I don’t care I don’t care.It’s over, but I’m trembling from the shock of what I did and how good it was. I want to whimper some more but I just try to pant quietly. I listen carefully for her breathing to make sure she’s still asleep. I’m relieved. I got away with it again. I relax and smile and feel drowsy. I fall asleep feeling good about my little secret.