Because I was masturbating the entire time, it took me over an hour to get dressed. This is going to sound so vain at first, but I looked so fucking hot that I couldn’t keep my fingers out of my pussy. That’s not the only reason I was fingering myself; thinking about what I was going to be doing had me in a sexual stupor. I’d been like that all day. It was fantasy roleplaying night. I was so excited that every nerve fiber...

I was so fucking horny that I would have fucked him right there in the restaurant, in front of everyone. My sexual stupor had turned into a boil, a bonfire in my loins, then, a sexual volcano that was erupting throughout my entire soul. They could watch if they wanted, even join in. I wanted them to watch. I needed an orgasm more than I’d ever needed anything in my life. “Please fuck me,” I begged loud enough for everyone...