Falling For EZ

Hangover*

You woke up hanging halfway off Gen's bed, with Tasha's face on your tits.

"Tash. Hey, Tasha."

"Fuck off."

"I gotta pee and your face is kinda in my tits right now."

She groaned and rolled. "Fine, but come back to bed so I can use your dirty pillows again. They're comfortable."

You laughed as you rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom. You swiped your phone off the floor on your way back to the bed, and saw that you had a few missed texts from EZ. You opened the text thread, to see what kind of mischief your drunk self got into. It started out innocent enough. Goofy selfies mostly. Then, as you got more drunk, you got a little more frisky. There was a pic of Tasha's face in your tits, there was a pic of your boobs, and one of you completely naked, dripping wet from where you'd all decided to go skinny dipping, and you had Tasha take pics for EZ. You'd apparently texted him back after that pic.

Fuck, bebita. You are so fucking gorgeous. You're torturing me here.

Sorry, baby. Just wanted you to see what I was up to.

Baby, you got something else up too. Shit. You are so fucking sexy.

I wish you were here. I really want to ride that big cock right now.

Fuck, bebita. Me too.

Is it trashy to sleep with someone on the first date? Because technically, if we go out tomorrow, it'll be our first date. And I fully intend to take you home with me at the end of the night.

Probably not if you've already slept together multiple times.

Solid logic. Good. I like it.

You are surprisingly coherent at texting when you are drunk.

I guess I'm just good like that.

Btw, I'm totally going to sneak into the bathroom and get myself off. I can't stop thinking about fucking you, and I'm dripping wet right now.

Fuck, baby.

Call me. Tell me what you want me to do.

Based on your call log, you spent 25 minutes on the phone with EZ. You remembered most of the conversation. In particular, you remember him talking you through playing with yourself in your friend's bathroom while they were all sloppy drunk and passed out.

Good morning, EZ. I hope I wasn't too annoying last night.

Good morning, querida. Not annoying at all. I rather enjoyed our chat.

Me too. My memories are a bit fuzzy from most of the night, but I clearly remember that.

Well, finger-fucking yourself in the bathroom while on the phone with me is quite memorable.

Pretty sure I remember you jerking off for me at the same time.

I absolutely did. Bebita, you have no idea how hot it was to have you moaning in the phone, telling me how good it felt when you buried your fingers in your pussy. You make me so fucking hard.