[MF] Consolation | 2016

I'm sitting alone in a hotel room, away from my family on a work trip, bored and lonely and need to get off. This isn't exactly the most erotically charged memory I have, but I'm going to tell it anyway because, well, see previous sentence.

Some back story; after my GF & I amicably separated she (eventually) moved in with her BFF and the three of us were FWB's for at least a year. Eventually we all moved on with our lives and at the time of this story, I hadn't seen the friend, Kayla, for about 2 years. I was single, and she was uncommitted. Then one night we ran into each other at the supermarket, she invited me to a dinner at her place that night with her flatmate and a few friends.

When I arrived I saw that her flatmate was still seeing the same guy I had met those 2 years earlier. At the time he was married, apparently now he was 'separated' from his wife. There was also another female friend I knew, plus Kayla, and me. I learned during that dinner that there were no secrets between Kayla and her flatmate - she and her boyfriend simply couldn't keep their hands off one-another and weren't shy about it. If I wasn't so horny that night, it would have been quite sickening. But instead I enjoyed it, and hoped they'd take it even further. I'd heard that Kayla had hosted, and been to, a few wild dinner parties over the years.

In truth I had hoped that Kayla invited me for one last roll in the sack. I certainly had my hopes up at one point when she actually took out one of her boobs at the dinner table - I can't recall why. I was also hoping the other girls would follow suit, but alas, no. It certainly got me going but things started to cool off after that and without further excitement, it was clear that things were winding down for the night.

I said my goodbyes and Kayla ushered me to the front door. I was always straight to the point with her (that's the great thing about FWBs) and expressed my desperate desire to get off or, ideally, fuck her. I told her that I'd be open to anything she had in mind, especially the inclusion of any/all of the other dinner guests. She was a little vague in her response but I got the impression that the stick-in-the-mud was her friend, rather than her flatmate.

However, she had no hesitation in subsequently sticking her tongue down my throat. I wasted no time in reciprocating, and reached around and grabbed her generous ass, pulling her into my erection. She gave no sign of ending our tongue play anytime soon, so I moved one hand up to her breasts and stuck it inside the neck of her dress. If anything she responded with more fervour, so I took her hand and guided it onto my cock. She started rubbing it through my pants as both tried to consume each other's tongues.

Again I proposed that I stick around, but again she declined. I told her how much I needed to get off, hoping she'd change her mind. "Just pull me" I whispered into her ear, "it won't take long!" Kayla turned to look down the hall, and reminded me that we were only metres from the dining room where the three others still sat. If any of them left the room for any reason... "I don't care!" I urged her. Without another word, she unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, and resumed kissing me while she tugged on my dick.

By this time I was pretty close, and it wasn't going to take much, especially under these circumstances. I managed to free one breast from her bra and started sucking her nipple. A few minutes later I let her know I was about to cum. She grabbed the band of my underpants and pushed my cock back into them, and continued rubbing me through the cloth. As I started to cum a big wet stain spread across the front of my undies. Once I had stopped throbbing, Kayla then zipped up my pants and pushed her boob back into her bra, gave me one last kiss and sent me on my way.

That was the next-to-last encounter I had with Kayla.