Free Dirty Sex by Ashley Bartlett

for me to see the slow roll
    of her hips as she fucked Kerry. I jerked my hand away. I was infinitely
    more aroused and equally disgusted with myself.
    My heart raced and my clit pounded with every beat. I wasn’t
    entirely sure if I wanted to throw up or come. I couldn’t listen to them
    anymore; that much was obvious. I couldn’t go in my tent without them
    hearing the loud rasp of the zipper. My iPod was in one of the cars, so
    that was out. No walking because I didn’t have a flashlight. It seemed my
    only option was to sit there and listen. How long could they last, really?
    Reese was crying Kerry’s name now with serious fucking
    conviction. I couldn’t take it. I pulled up my hood and covered my ears.
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    It didn’t work. Kerry was moaning now. Reese was nearly screaming.
    When she came with a flood of groans that sounded like incantations, I
    could see her. In my head, she was slumping over, Kerry was gathering
    her in her arms, whispering to her, kissing her cheeks and lips and
    forehead. Around me though, it was just dark and cold and I was alone.
    ❖
    Morning was killer. I woke up late to the sound of people moving
    around, talking to each other, laughing. I despised all of them. It took a
    seriously flat air mattress to force me out of the tent. Ryan gave me one
    look as I slumped into a chair in front of the fire and grimaced. Kindly,
    he poured a cup of coffee and pushed it into my hand.
    “You look like shit.”
    “Thanks.”
    He took the chair next to me. If I felt like shit for normal reasons I
    would have told him then. My reasons were far from normal so I didn’t
    say anything. Reese and Kerry were sitting across from us looking
    happy. Reese was all sleep tousled, her eyes looked deeper than usual,
    and she hadn’t brushed her hair. I was still horny.
    “You want some breakfast?” Ryan asked.
    “No, I’ll get it.” I didn’t want to stare at Reese anymore. “Hold my
    coffee.” I shoved it at him.
    Austin was manning the stove and he looked up as I approached.
    “Eggs will be done soon.” He had a concoction of sausage and eggs and
    cheese in the pan. “Grab a plate.”
    “I’ll get it.” Reese came up behind me. “I’m getting one anyway.”
    “I got it.” Damned if I was going to let her be nice to me.
    “Don’t worry about it.” She nudged me out of the way and pulled
    out a stack of plates.
    “Thanks.” I tried to grab one.
    “You’re pushy this morning. Go sit down. I’ll bring you some
    food.” Clearly, Reese was determined to make me feel guilty.
    “I got it.” She was still in the way so I reached around her to take
    a plate. Bad idea. Instead of moving like I thought she would, she just
    turned around to face me.
    “What is wrong with you? I’m just trying to be nice.” The length
    of her body pressed against mine. Her hip pressed between my legs
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    applying just short of lethal pressure. I looked down into her eyes and
    almost came. Instead, I gulped hard and loud and blinked my eyes until
    my head felt clearer. It didn’t help.
    “Sorry. I’m kinda blue ballin’ this morning and you’re really
    not helping.” My solitary vow to never speak about the night before
    crumbled.
    “What’s that supposed to mean?” She wasn’t ignorant, just
    confused how she was contributing to my condition. Also a little
    irritated.
    “It means that last night you and Kerry were loud enough to get
    me going, but I just couldn’t finish jacking off after you said her name.”
    I played it all nonchalant like I always jacked off while listening to my
    friends getting laid. “You killed my mood. But Kerry seems satisfied.” I
    took Reese’s hand and pressed it against my crotch. “Maybe you could
    ease my pain.”
    Reese moved so fast I didn’t have time to stop her. I didn’t even
    have time to turn my head to absorb the blow. The slap reverberated
    across our campsite, silencing every other sound. Reese and I