For the record, this is my first ever story of this kind, and it was written in about 20 minutes. So bare with me if it isn't exactly great.
"Jessica! Wake up would you?"
It was my mothers voice calling me through my bedroom door. It was 1pm and I was still in bed after a big night. What a night it must have been, I thought, as I pulled back my bed covers. Finding myself still in my denim mini-skirt and my tight blue shirt. I felt I had no panties on underneath my skirt...man, what a night it had to have been. To bad I couldn't remember it.
I wish I could though, I could smell the familiar smell of sex all over me. I wanted to know who I fucked, but only so I could fuck them again. I figured I'd find out at the next party. You see, it was my 20th birthday party last night. We went out on the town at the local pub, then onwards to someplace I can't remember right now, it'll come back to me soon.
I stepped into the shower, turned on the taps and sighed as I felt the cold water splash against my chest, making me shiver, slightly with pleasure as it hit my now hard nipples. I reached over and turned the hot taps on further as my other hand sub-consciously cupped my c-cup breasts.