I am currently staying with two friends as my personal life is a bit of a disaster. It was very nice of them to offer me a place to stay and I am extremely grateful, but I’m slowly beginning to regret it. Between being recently single, and hearing them having sex frequently, I have been left sexually frustrated.
Last night, or I should say early this morning, I was woken by the sound of their moans, and their bed bumping the wall. They’re both loud, and passionate, and it was certainly having an effect on me.
It was obvious I wasn’t going to be able to sleep, and so I laid there listening, an unwilling participant at this point. I couldn’t help but let my hand slide down my panties, where I found myself exceptionally wet. My fingers weren’t going to cut it, and I hadn’t brought any toys with me. My only option was my hair brush.
I hadn’t used such a thing since I was young, and exploring myself for the first time. Yet all these years later it was still very effective. Before long I was masturbating at the same pace as the bed hitting the wall, imagining it was me being thrust into so roughly.
I climaxed along side them, biting my lip to stay quiet, and then slumping into the bed, my lust temporarily sated. I thought I’d be able to sleep now, but the sounds of his moaning kept me awake. She was now going down on him, and he wasn’t shy about enjoying it. I tried to ignore it, but I couldn’t.
Before long they were at it again, and so was I. They were just as loud and passionate as before, and once again we all finished at roughly the same time. I’m glad my brush is such a good sexual partner.
By the time they were finally done, it was 2:30 am and they had been going at it for nearly two hours. I climaxed four times listening to them, which really only goes to show how deprived I have been.
I may be dealing with the end of a relationship, and the grief that comes with that, but it has done nothing to reduce my libido. It’s a frustrating thing being sad and so aroused so easily. I’m sure I’ll survive though, but I may need to go home and get my actual toys.
And before anyone asks, I have zero interest in joining them, and I have no attraction to them. It was just the sound of their passion and my own frustration that got me going.
