My Steamy Story: Mark is sleeping over at his best friend...

My Story Time:

Okay, so spill the tea, bestie. The whole friend group was crashing at my place after Sarah's boujee birthday party, and long story short, there was a major bed shortage. So, my bestie Mark ends up having to share my full-size bed. No cap, I was low-key living for it. I was in my most iconic, ridiculously tight childhood PJs—like, these things were holding on for dear life over my A-cup chest, sheesh.

So the lights are out, everyone's breathing gets heavy, and I can feel Mark just... staring. I'm pretending to be asleep, but my whole body is buzzing. I can hear his breathing get all shaky, and then I feel his fingers, so gentle, tracing the line of my jaw. OOF. My pussy is instantly soaked, no lie. I decide to make my move.

I slowly open my eyes and just give him this look. He freezes, totally shook, his face bright red. I just smirk and whisper, "See something you like, simp?" His eyes go wide, and I don't even wait for an answer. I grab his hand and slide it under my top, right onto my bare tit, his thumb brushing over my nipple. He lets out this choked groan, and I'm like, "You have no idea how long I've wanted this." Then I guide his other hand down, under the waistband of my childish PJ bottoms, and press his fingers right against my dripping wet clit. I gasp into his ear, "Now stop staring and start fucking touching me, Mark." The vibe was immaculate. Period.