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Original title: Just My Luck (Audio Script)

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She and her best friend have been so close for so long that there’s hardly anything they haven’t experienced together. While visiting him in his native Dublin, she realizes there might be more to theirr friendship after all. After an exhausting day at the annual Saint Patrick’s Day parade, he catches her releasing some tension and decides to join in. Happy Saint Patrick's Day! In this audio porn story, a woman is caught masturbating by her best friend, who can't resist the urge to join in.

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

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Mmm, sounds pretty wild out there still.

You weren’t kidding.

Dublin goes hard for St. Patrick’s Day.

God, I’m so glad I convinced you to come back to your place to rest for a little bit.

I don’t know how you do it.

Start off the day with an Irish coffee… pints of Guinness with lunch… and you’ve been talking about going to a whisky bar after dinner all day.

I think you’re showing off for me a little bit.

I don’t blame you.

It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other.

College feels like it was so long ago, but… I guess it wasn’t.

I’ve been saying forever I’m going to come visit you in Dublin.

Only took six years for me to actually make it happen.

Damn, I’m really feeling that jetlag now.

I know it’s almost evening, but it feels like it’s the middle of the night.

I need a reset or something.

Flying for more than a few hours always makes me so tense.

Mm, I wonder if…

Oh, yes.

Thank god.

I always say I’m going to pack this travel vibrator and always forget.

Not this time.

I haven’t heard anything from your bedroom, so… I’m assuming you’re still asleep.

This isn’t weird, is it?

Masturbating on your couch…

Well, I guess it’s fine as long as you don’t catch me doing it.

Whatever, I’ll be quick.

And this thing is super quiet.

Oh, fuck…

Oh, that feels good…

“Oh, shit…”

I slip my hand up my shirt and drag my fingertips over my chest.

My bra is on the floor somewhere… wherever I tossed it when I laid down earlier.

Shit, my chest are sensitive today.

Oh, what if I… put the vibrator on them?

“Fuck…”

I drag the tip of the vibrator slowly down my chest… over my abdomen… down between my legs again.

This was supposed to be quick and dirty, but… damn…

I can’t help myself.

“Oh…

um…”

“Oh—oh my god!”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.

I’ll just… turn around, give you a couple of moments.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I… can’t believe you just walked in on me playing with myself.

My cheeks burn a little as I grab the blanket on the other end of the couch and pull it over my lap.

I don’t know why I’m even trying to cover myself up.

The damage has already been done.

“Hi.

Sorry.

That was… not something you were supposed to see.”

“Looks like you were having fun…”

“Mmmhmm.

Yeah.

Yeah, I was.”

“You don’t have to be embarrassed.

Everybody does it.

And… it was… pretty hot.”

A rush of heat suddenly travels down my body.

For the first time since you walked in, I look up into your eyes.

Your jaw is set and you’re looking down at me with a look I’ve never seen before.

Like you’re thinking very hard about something.

Like you’re craving something you can’t have.

I’m still really turned on and my brain is running wild.

I imagine for half a second you watching me while I touch myself.

Maybe you were watching me.

Fuck, that would be hot.

I mean, we’ve always just been friends.

But… I’ve considered it before.

Admired your body on more than one occasion.

“Um…”

“You can, uh, keep going.

If you want to.

Though, I’m happy to give you some privacy…”

I’m not entirely sure what’s happening right now.

The way you’re talking… I feel like there’s a question in the air.

Like we’re both feeling each other out.

Maybe it’s because I’m already so turned on, but… I can’t stop thinking about you watching me.

“You should stay.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I…

Um, I want you to stay.

And… watch me.”

You move slowly from the hall to the couch and sit down on the opposite end.

All of your typical playfulness and humor is gone from your face.

In its place is an attentive gaze, watching me, waiting for my next move.

“You always travel with a vibrator?”

“A girl’s got needs.”

I won’t lie, it’s a little odd showing you this side of myself.

But clearly, that means I feel… something for you.

Something more than just a deep friendship.

“What if I… tell you… how to touch yourself?

Would you like that?”

“Mmhmm.”

“And… do you mind if I… touch myself, too?”

“Be my guest.”

“Okay.

Um… pull the blanket down.”

I settle back against the arm of the couch and slowly pull the blanket down.

I pull my pants back down my hips and let them hover around my knees.

I’m just wearing my shirt and my underwear now.

You’ve seen me in a bathing suit before, which is basically the same thing.

But… yeah, this feels different.

Good different.

“Just, uh, keep doing what you were doing.

But use your fingers.”

I leave the vibrator at my side and slowly dip my hand beneath my underwear.

Oh, I’m wet.

Really wet.

“Don’t touch your clit…

Just… stroke yourself.”

“Yeah… yeah, just like that…”

I tilt my chin up towards the ceiling and shut my eyes.

I move my fingers slowly through my folds… avoiding my clit like you told me to.

There’s something about being told what to do that really turns me on.

It’s not like I’m giving you total control, but… I’m letting you lead.

“Yeah, just glide your fingers over yourself.

Yeah… not too much…”

“Is this turning you on?”

“Yeah… yeah, it definitely is.

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