When we got there, Carol was still out cold. Leslie went ahead to open the door, and I carried Carol up the stairs and back to her bedroom, where I laid her on her bed. Leslie was already there. I left the room and went down the hall to the bathroom. I used the toilet, then splashed some water on my face to sort of clear my head. I was thinking about fucking Leslie when I got back to the room, so I was semi-hard already. I would be fucking Leslie, but I would be fantasizing about fucking Carol or Susie. I took a quick look around the bathroom looking for some of Carol's or Susie's panties. Unfortunately, I didn't find any. I left the bathroom and started back down the hall.

When I got to Leslie's room, I looked inside. She was on top of the covers, still fully dressed, and passed out cold. It looked like there would be no fucking her tonight. I started to go on in the room and go to bed myself when I noticed the light was still on in Carol's room at the end of the hall. I knew that she had to still be out cold, so I walked down the hall and peeked in the door.

Carol's clothes were in a pile by the bed, and she was covered with a sheet. She was still very obviously out cold. I guess Leslie had undressed her and covered her up. It was the lamp next to the bed that I had seen, so I walked over closer to the bed to turn it off. I paused for a moment when I got there. Had I been completely sober myself (which I wasn't), I would never have done what I did next.

I folded back the sheet covering Carol and took a long look at her. All she had on was her bra and panties, and the panties were bikini cut. I could see wisps of hair poking out the sides and could just make out the outline of her pussy, since her legs were slightly open. I left the sheet off and went back down the hall to Leslie's room to see if she was still out. She was. She was snoring peacefully, and I knew from experience that when she was snoring like that, she would be out cold until ten or eleven in the morning.

I went back down the hall to Carol's room. She had not moved an eyelash since I had been gone. I stood by the bed and looked at her. I had been hard when I walked in there the first time, since I thought I would be fucking Leslie, but now I was harder than I had ever been before. I gave my dick a couple of squeezes through my pants. I thought about pounding my pud over her, but I thought I had better make sure she was really out good before I took a chance like that. It would be difficult to explain if she happened to wake up.

I put my hand on her crotch and laid my finger along her pussy slit through her panties. I had her mons venus in the palm of my hand. I wiggled my finger slightly, and her panties worked into her slit just a little bit. She didn't move a muscle. I moved the crotch of her panties aside and slipped the tip of my finger inside her pussy, and she still did not react. My heart was racing a thousand beats a minute, and I was both scared and excited. I needed to come badly, so I decided to jack off over her. I started to move my hand away, and as I did I stepped back slightly onto her clothes that were on the floor by the bed. I stumbled and fell, but instead of falling backwards onto the floor, I fell right on top of Carol. I figured I was done for, and started thinking of excuses as I was getting up. When I got up, much to my surprise, Carol hadn't moved. I had fallen on her hard, too. That's when the idea came. I wouldn't jack off over her.....I'd fuck her.......(cont)