My First Filthy Masturbation: Waking Naked After the Club Night
My bedroom spun in the harsh morning light. Head pounding like a hammer on anvil. Sheets twisted around my naked body, clothes strewn everywhere. No memory of getting home. Rayan’s club night. His older colleague from the East. Dancing, drinks, blackout. Panic hit first—what if they’d fucked me? Checked my pussy: slick but no cum,…