In my senior year of college me and like five other people started playing an RPG called Vampire: the Masquerade (like Dungeons and Dragons except you play a vampire) every Thursday night. Because I was the one running the game and I had a pretty little loft apartment on the north end of campus and my boyfriend was away on business a lot, we usually played at my place.
The first night we played, it was me, four other hardcore gamers and my other friend, a cute goth girl who was crushing on one of the hotter guys, which would’ve been perfect except he already had a blonde preppie girlfriend. I helped everyone create their character sheets, and when my friend was done she proudly showed hers to the rest of the group. It was perfect except for one mistake: in the section for vampiric powers where she was supposed to write “Disciplines,” she wrote “Dic-plines” instead.
Being immature college kids, everyone, including her crush, started making fun of her, accusing her of being too horny and too focused on “dic” to even spell right (it didn’t help that the whole school knew she’d been caught receiving head from another girl at a party last year). She accepted the razzing good-naturedly, but her face got really red and she started squirming a lot, rhythmically crossing and uncrossing her legs and not really paying attention to the game.
A few minutes later, she texted me, saying she felt a little dizzy and could she use my room to take a nap in for a little while. I knew immediately that she needed to masturbate. Having been in the same situation before myself, I texted back, “Sure. Have fun 😊.”
She smiled gratefully at me, hurried back to my room at the end of the hall and shut the door. I was getting a little wet myself thinking of my friend laying in my bed frantically rubbing herself to orgasm, but I was running the game so I couldn’t disappear too without the whole game grinding to a halt.
About ten minutes later, my friend came out looking all flushed but much calmer. We kept on playing, and finally the game broke up around midnight and everyone left. I went back in my bedroom and noticed my hairbrush was out of place on my dresser. I smelled the handle and immediately realized that my friend had been using it to fuck herself to orgasm with.
I laid down on my bed, pulled out my phone and dialed my boyfriend at his office in Manhattan. Minutes later, we both came after an amazing phone sex session. As I exploded all over my fingers, I wondered if my friend had cum this hard too.
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