Now I want more.

My friend and I went out of town to party for the weekend, I had gotten divorced a month earlier and with all things finalized I decided I wanted to let loose and tear things up but being from a relatively small city there always seems like a high probability of running into someone you know or at least being seen by others who know you and everyone knows your business.
We chose a city three hours away which is larger than our own and had actually met with some other friends from back in college, I was as I stated, Recently divorced, My best friend married, The other two, One still single and the other in a long term committed relationship.
We all met and checked into the hotel, Started drinking as we got ready then headed to the clubs, First night I almost brought a guy back to the hotel but chickened out, Second night we met up with a group of guys, My married friend and the one in a committed relationship stated right up front they were in relationships and that put the attention on me and my other friend. We drank and danced as the four guys all tried to establish who was interested in who and although my best friend had made no bones about the fact she was married the one guy was still trying hard, It was kind of funny to watch as he rubbed her leg and got his hand repeatedly slapped away or he grabbed a handful of ** on the dancefloor and got his attention redirected.
Last call came around and we had pretty much decided to go back to their place for"Drinks", They led us the two blocks from the club to their place and we went inside, They had a two bedroom apartment that two of them shared and my single friend had basically went straight to the bedroom with the one guy and my friend in the committed relationship wanted nothing to do with being there so she had called a cab and left, I had basically begged my married friend to stay so we were left with me, Her and one other guy since the one hitting on her had wandered off with some random girl from the bar.
My other friend who we could hear in the bedroom was having some fun and my married friend was watching tv basically ignoring us, Me and him were making out and groping each other, I had his ** out and he had his hand in my shirt, She turned around and looked at us then said "Good god, Go to the bedroom and get it done already", I grabbed him and drug him to the bedroom and we got it on, We were nicely getting into it and the door opened, My married friend walked in and said "Can I go home with *****" but after a bit of convincing she agreed to stay and his friend took our single friend he had just nailed back to the hotel.
We were getting it on and maybe a bit of alcohol or just an awkward situation or whatever but we were both into it and just couldn't break that barrier to the big O, He was trying hard and we were both all sweaty going full on, My friend had knocked on the door a couple times urging us to hurry which wasn't helping but then she opened the door and came right in, She was obviously tired, Frustrated and wanted to go home. She walked right up to us and said "Come on dude, Get it done", We all laughed and she said "She doesn't want to fall in love, Just make her come". Now I know we were wasted but she has never really been super wild and crazy and I think she just wanted to go home so bad, She knelt down beside the bed and grabbed my ** which are...Substantial, squeezing them together saying "C'mon, You can do it, Right here" shaking my **, He started pumping me hard saying "Oh ** yeah, God that's hot", she kept urging him and he kept gaining momentum, Even as drunk as I was I started getting wet and hot and started to build that heat, I started to to get that twinge and moaned "Pinch my **", She looked at me, Grabbed my ** and pinched them, I said "Harder" and she did, I said "Harder" and they both did and with her pulling my **, Me squeezing my ** together and him hitting it hard I had one of my most intense ** ever, I screamed and moaned, She pulled harder, I squished them together and he pulled out leaning over my chest, He shot his load all over my **, My hands, Her hands and She stopped pulling when I told her to then reached over, grabbed his shaft and stroked it probably twice as he twitched and sent a second load onto my chest.
She had come all over her hands and wiped one on the bed then the other on his stomach and said "There, I knew you could do it", grabbed his shaft, stroked it a couple times and said "Can we go now?", I nodded and she left, I could hear her washing her hands in the bathroom and I got dressed then we both headed for the door, we were putting on our shoes and he walked up, He kissed me then leaned in to kiss her and she pulled away. We got our shoes on and left heading toward the hotel expecting to find a cab along the way which actually took forever but as we walked I said "What the ** was that?".
She said "That...Was pure frustration, That never happened, No one ever finds out about that", We agreed that I would never tell anyone but it was my first experience with anything like that and now it's all I think about. Since then she refuses to talk about it and even goes as far as to deny that it happened, I want more, More, More and she wont even discuss it.