Sing For Me Ch. 09

Author's Note: Hi all! I'm gonna keep this brief because I know this chapter is very very late, but there will be an explanation in the afterward that I hope is enough of an explanation. Thanks and I hope you enjoy

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All characters featured in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of any sort of involvement in any sexual activity, directly or otherwise

Bella climbed on top of me, ready to take her turn. "You just lay there, we're gonna do all the work tonight."

"Actually I already did some of the work, so..." She rolled her eyes at me, before reaching down to grab my dick and line me up with her. She gave it a bit of a squeeze, I assume for my cheeky comment, before guiding herself onto me, and finally sliding down my length.

She held herself there for a moment, relishing the feeling of having me inside of her. She looked down at me and smiled as she lifted herself up and began riding me. Her hands gently pressed against my stomach for balance, and I ran mine across her body, feeling the softness of her skin.

Lucy knelt behind Bella and smiled at me over her shoulder. She slid her hands across Bella towards mine, taking hold of them once they met. I smiled back at her and squeezed her hands in mine. I moved our hands back up Bella's body towards her enormous breasts, and sandwiched Lucy's hands against them. We both began to play with them, and from the sounds of her moans and the look on her face, she was loving it.

Even though I'd had a bit of a cooldown while we were drying ourselves from the shower, I was still quickly driving towards the end. "Bella, I'm almost there." I told her.

She nodded her head. "I'm fine, just give it to me."

I didn't need to wait long for it to happen. As Bella continued riding on top of me, I pumped my hips up to meet her movements, and after a moment I felt the final buildup. My hands shot down to her waist, and I let out a grunt as I pulled her down onto me and unloaded into her.

Bella leaned down and kissed me, gently caressing my cheek as she did. When I felt her pull back, I opened my eyes and saw her smile lovingly. "Mmm let's just stay like this." She leaned down and rested her head on my chest. "I could just fall asleep with you inside me."

Lucy laid down beside us. "You could do that, but I have a feeling Rich has some more in the tank." She said while looking at us with a lusty gaze. "Why don't you hop off and let me have a turn Bella?"

Bella groaned. "Aww but I'm all comfy."

I laughed then grabbed hold of Bella's shoulders and spun us so I was leaning over her. I gave her a kiss as I slid myself out of her. "Fairs fair Bella. I gotta let my new girlfriend have a turn too."

Bella let out a whimper as I exited her, and gave a mock huff of annoyance. I heard her mumble, "never should have agreed to this," under her breath. I chuckled again and crawled over to Lucy.

"How do you want me?" She asked.

"Well seeing as you both said you'd do all the work before I think I'll take you up on that."

She got up on her knees and shuffled out of the way so I could lay down where she had been. Once I did she laid down between my legs and grabbed hold of me. "Let's get you cleaned up first." She started licking up all of Bella's and my combined fluids off of me, which also had the desired effect of getting me fully hard once again.

After tracing her tongue around my dick a few times, she pulled me into her mouth and began to suck on it, pushing all the way down until her lips touched the base. She held there for a moment before quickly sliding up and releasing me. "I think you're ready to go now."

She pushed herself up and straddled over my waist, before lowering herself onto me. We moaned out simultaneously, and she smiled down at me as she began her movements. I reached up and massaged her tits as she did, and I saw her close her eyes contentedly.

I was so focused on Lucy that I didn't even notice Bella had gotten up, until she leaned herself down over me, eclipsing my vision with her own massive tits. Not missing a beat, I began to lick and suck on the titflesh that covered my face. I heard her giggle above me and she adjusted her boobs so that her nipples were right at my mouth. With a bit of effort she managed to push them together so I could take both of them in at the same time.

She let her head fall back as she enjoyed the feeling of my mouth around her nipples. I heard her humming softly to herself in pleasure. I looked back towards Lucy but as my eyes passed the bedroom door, I could see it was opened ever so slightly, and someone was peeking through watching us. It was too dark and too far to actually make out who it was, and I could only just see the sliver of their face that was illuminated by the mood lights in Bella's room.

I expected whoever our little voyeur was to panic from being noticed, but when our eyes met they didn't budge. I had to admire their boldness, but with my mouth and hands both occupied, and with them probably not wanting their presence announced, I simply gave a slight nod and refocused my attention back to the girls in front of me.

I grabbed Bella by her shoulders and pulled her towards me. Knowing what I was thinking, she knelt over my stomach and we made out as Lucy continued her movements behind her.

Bella was grinding against me, and I felt her pressing her ass against Lucy as she slid back. I slid my hands between them, grasping at Bella's cheeks as she squashed my fingers into Lucy's thighs.

Bella let out a squeal and gasped as she pulled away from me. She looked over her shoulder at Lucy and I could see her biting her lip. Her head fell back again and she moaned out passionately. I looked around her and saw Lucy's hand going beneath Bella, and assumedly playing with one of her holes.

Bella leaned back against Lucy and I saw the two of them begin to kiss over her shoulder. I reached my hands up and began to play with Bella's tits once again. Her hands shot up after a moment and grasped over mine, her fingers weaving through mine and squeezing into her breasts with more fervor than I had. I knew this as a sign that she was almost there, and from the way her volume was rising, it was gonna be a big one.

I looked back to the door to see our guest was still watching us. Seeing as the girls were focused on each other I tried to silently signal them to shut the door. After a few nods and facial expressions they finally got my meaning and the door silently swung closed.

Now not needing to worry of her upcoming cry of passion echoing throughout the entire house, I refocused my efforts on bringing her there. Though there was not much more to do on my end, as she had my hands locked against her breasts and Lucy was hard at work below her.

Soon enough, her moans grew louder and louder, and her body began to tense. Her grip around my hands grew tighter, and her hips pushed back harder against Lucy. Her breaths heaved and finally she cried out into Lucy's mouth, her whole body shuddering intensely.

Even muffled through Lucy's cheeks and mouth, Bella's cry rang across her room, and I worried that closing the door may not have had any effect.

I had been so focused on Bella that I hardly even felt my own climax beginning to build. As Lucy's pelvis was grinding against mine, her insides clutching around me, and the sight of her, now my second girlfriend, as she kissed and played with my first. It caused that all too familiar stirring in my lower half to grow exponentially.

And as Bella caught her breath, and her mind began to clear, I felt Lucy began to increase her efforts. She began to fully bounce on me, and as Bella collapsed forward onto my chest, I saw yet another beautiful sight.

Lucy bounced energetically on top of me, her well muscled legs supporting her and driving her movements. Her trim stomach leading up to her impossibly full and gravity defying tits, with one hand holding one in place as the other bounced freely.

Her other hand ran through her rich brunette hair, which had become messy and unkempt as we all enjoyed each other. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open as she drew in heavy breaths.

It was all too much for me and I once again groaned out as I came inside Lucy. It was plinian, sudden and for lack of a better word, violent. I felt my boiling hot sperm erupt into her, filling what little room there was left inside of her after my own intrusion, until it spilled its way out.

"Fuck!" I cried out, slamming a hand to the side as I continued to shoot rope after rope into her. As it slowed then finally stopped, my eyes fell closed and I struggled to catch my breath.

I forced my eyes open for a moment and mustered what remaining strength I had left. "Bella," I said as I grasped her shoulders, "as much as I love feeling you on my like this, I gotta breathe." I struggled to roll her off of me, but managed nonetheless. In the glimpse of her I caught before my eyes closed again, I realized she had fallen asleep.

I chuckled to myself and began slowing my breathing. As I did I felt Lucy slide off of me, and lay down on my other side. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek.

"I'm sorry." I whispered out breathlessly.

Lucy chuckled lightly. "You don't need to apologize if you don't make me come. And to be fair you already did earlier."

"Still, I always feel bad for building you up and then leaving you hanging."

"You've had a long and eventful day, you don't need to worry about me. Tonight was about you." She kissed my cheek again, and then pushed herself up. "Alright let's get the covers over 'Sleeping Booby' over there and get some rest."

I laughed at her comment, and with a bit of effort, pushed myself up. "You're one to talk, you know." She looked at me slightly confused. "You're not far off from her." I pointed at her chest.

She chuckled when she realized what I meant. "Yeah, but if mine grow anymore they'll lose all their perkiness." She said, shaking her body back and forth while watching her boobs. "Plus I can barely manage exercising as it is. If I had Bella's tits I wouldn't be able to work out anymore."

I crawled up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, grabbing hold of her breasts as I did. "Well I still think they're great." I said, kissing her neck. My dick pressed against her ass, which was great in its own right, and I felt the blood begin to flow that direction once again.

Lucy must have as well, as she asked me, "What, you wanna go for round 3?"

"Oh god no. I'd pass out halfway through. Or die." She laughed and turned around in my arms to face me, pressing her large breasts into my chest.

She kissed me and smiled at me. "Alright now let's go to sleep."

We managed to slide the bedspread out from under Bella and climb under it. As Lucy cuddled up next to me, I could feel her heartbeat against my body, and I smiled at the feeling, as sleep quickly took me.

When I awoke I noticed two things. The first, was that at some point during the night, Bella had either awoken for one reason or another, and moved so that she laid on top of me; or she had done so all while in her sleep. I liked thinking it was the latter.

The second, was that I had managed to move myself down so that I was face to breast with Lucy, and said breast had made its way into my mouth, all for certain while I had been asleep as I knew I didn't wake up during the night.

I closed my eyes again and simply enjoyed the moment, as I wrapped an arm over Bella, and suckled on Lucy.

I stopped however, when I heard Lucy giggling above me. My eyes opened again and looked up to see her smiling down at me. "Good morning." She said.

I pulled off of her and she let out a soft, disappointed moan as I did. "Morning." I responded. "How long have you been awake?"

"A little while. But you were already attached so there wasn't much I could do." We both chuckled at that.

"Sorry. Natural instinct whenever I've got a pair of boobs in my face."

"Alright well now that you're up, I'm gonna start getting ready for today." She glanced down at Bella. "Hopefully she'll be up soon so you can get ready too."

"I'm awake." Bella said. "Just enjoying this as long as I can." She turned her head up and smiled. I gave her a kiss on her forehead, then playfully tossed her off of me, making us both laugh.

"I'm surprised you didn't wake up whenever she crawled onto you last night." Lucy called as she walked towards the bathroom.

I stood up and stretched. "What can I say? Your man is big and strong. I can handle having Bella on top of me." I wasn't wrong either. Since I had started visiting the gym and cooking for myself more than I went out, I had built up a rather muscular physique. Nothing crazy, but there was a good amount of muscle on me.

I put on a towel and made my way towards the guest room I had used the day before. After a quick shower I got dressed and made my way downstairs. Everyone else was already in the dining room, working on a large spread of breakfast that was across the table. Even Caity had made her way back to the house, and was sitting at the table. The only person not yet in the room when I arrived was Bella, who I assumed was still in the shower, or getting dressed.

"Wow, do you guys eat like this every day?" I asked as I looked over the table covered in food.

Tom shook his head. "Not usually. Amanda and I aren't really any better cooks than anyone else."

"I'll say." I took a seat at the table and started filling my plate. As I did, I saw someone exiting the kitchen with another large platter in hand, this one covered in sausage and bacon. "Mom?"

"Morning Richie." She said as she set the platter down on the table.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, getting up to greet her.

"We had to call in a little help so we could feed all of you." Tom said with a slight chuckle.

She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a tight hug. "And they let me know that you showed up covered in bruises last night. I had to come see you." She let me go, but grabbed onto my chin so she could inspect my face. "Are you gonna tell me what happened?" She asked.

"Later." I responded, pulling away from her and making my way back to my seat. A few minutes after I began eating, Bella finally joined us, after a quick greeting and catching up with my mom. We all enjoyed our small feast while chatting idly. The only moment of real note was when Bella called the previous night eventful, and I caught Lilly taking a glance at me. But she quickly turned her gaze and I saw her blush slightly. I wondered if she was the one who peaked in on us, but didn't feel the need to broach the subject with her.

To me it didn't matter that we were being watched. Not that I would go out showing off my intimate moments to the whole world, but I didn't mind someone stealing a brief moment to watch us. It did add a bit to the excitement after all.

When breakfast was over, I gathered my things, and after saying goodbye to everyone, I walked out alongside my mom. She tried to ask again about what had happened, but I told her I wanted to wait at least until we got home.

Once home, we sat down in the living room, and had a long talk about everything. After reminding her of when she found me in bed with Lucy and Dani, and the story that Dani had told, I told her what happened between Carter and me at the dance, and how the truth came out.

She was understanding, knowing that I had told her what was the truth to me, but also that I had been a part of a con against my best friend, even if it had been without my knowledge. She could see my regret, and she knew me. She knew I would never intentionally do anything to hurt anyone I cared about. And she left me knowing that while she felt sympathy for me, she also felt that it was partially my choices that caused all of this.

Before she left me on my own I asked her to let me tell Annie about it, which she obliged.

My conversation with Annie was much the same. I was glad that she took it seriously, and let me get through the whole thing before saying her piece. She was a little more vocal about me being irresponsible, though once I reminded her that she had also been having, whatever it is she does, with Dani, she didn't say too much more about it.

I didn't do much else with the rest of my day. After taking some medicine to ease my pain, I kept mostly to myself for the rest of my day. I said goodbye to mom as she left for work, but other than answering a few texts that were sent to me, my day was spent in solitude.

I practiced some guitar, made myself lunch, and later dinner, and watched a few movies throughout the day, before laying down to rest as the clock neared 11.

Things could definitely have been better. That's not to say that anything was really bad, but there was a hole left inside me. Carter had been my best friend for practically my entire life, so to not have him around anymore was a total paradigm shift.

Around school I tried my best to keep up the appearance of looking like everything was fine. Over the next few weeks the marks faded away and the only visible proof of everything that happened was the hint of sadness that lingered on my expressions. Try as I might to hide it, even with my smiles and laughter, anyone could see it was there.

But just as I had begun to accept my new reality, and get used to my new normal, life threw another change up my way. Though compared to the more recent ones in my life, this one was definitely an improvement.

For many years my school took part in a foreign exchange program. In my previous years we had hosted students from countries like Russia, Thailand, Spain, and many others. And when it came time for it, those of us who shared classes with any of these students were introduced to them at the beginning of the day. And that was when I first met Yumi Yoshida.

Yumi was from Kyoto, and was in her final year of school before university. If you don't know, in Japan any schooling past grade 9 is optional, however she had chosen to continue through to grade 12. From what she would later tell me, she was very focused on her education, but also wanted the opportunity to, as she phrased it, sample life outside of Japan. So she signed up for the foreign exchange program so that she could experience life in another country.

I first met her in my economics class. After Ms. Howlet introduced her to everyone she stood at the front of the class and gave us her own introduction.

"Good morning. My name is Yoshida Yumi. I am from Kyoto, Japan, and I am very excited to learn with everyone this year." She spoke English very well, though still with her native accent.

After she finished speaking, Ms. Howlet asked her to find a seat so that we could begin normal class. Now if you don't remember, I shared economics with both Henry and Dani. However, after the events of the homecoming dance, Dani chose to sit on the opposite side of the classroom from Henry and me.

Though because pretty much all of the other students habitually sat where they had chosen to at the beginning of the year, that meant that one of the only empty seats in the class was right next to me. And that just so happened to be the seat that she chose. She made her way up the row and sat her things down on top of her desk, before sitting down and pulling out a notebook.

Now I don't know if you were expecting some kind of meet-cute moment, or for me to give her some suave introduction, but nothing like that happened. Honestly I didn't even really give her a second thought that day. The moment she sat down, it was like she was just another student I had been going to school with for the past 2 months. The real important moment with her came a couple of weeks after that.

If you recall, my older sister Annie had given me some sage advice on the best places to have sex around campus after the first day of school. And one of the more important things she mentioned during our conversation was that the auditorium wouldn't be used by the theater classes until the announcement of a production, which is when they began to use it to rehearse.

In anticipation of this, I started laying the groundwork of what we would do once the space was occupied. A couple of weeks into school I started going to the library on a semi regular basis. In fact I spent most of my other free periods without Lucy in there. In my time there I had gotten to know Sean, one of the library aides, pretty well.

He was a pretty cool guy and we actually got along. He also ended up being one of the players in Henry's tournament. Now if you find yourself wondering why any of this is important, that's because you forgot one of the other things Annie mentioned to me. The library's storage room was completely soundproof. But the only people who had access to it was the librarian herself, as well as her aides.

Now I don't want it to seem like I only had ulterior motives from getting to know Sean. Honestly I was also going to the library because it was quiet, and I actually did have some books I wanted to read through. But when we showed up at school to find flyers and posters announcing the theater department's production of Hairspray, I knew it was time to ask him for a favor.

He was honestly very chill about the whole thing. As much as I tried, I couldn't think of any sort of clever lie to try and get access to the room from him, so instead I just explained the whole situation to him. He laughed, but was understanding and agreed on one condition.

I wasn't sure how Lucy would take it honestly, but she was willing to fulfill that condition if it meant we still had a private and easily accessible place to hook up. So the day after I asked Sean, Lucy and I made our way to the library and he escorted us to the storage room. Once inside, Sean shut the door behind us, then turned to face Lucy.

Without any standing on ceremony, she pulled up her shirt, revealing her bra covered breasts. "One minute, over the bra. And no pulling it down or else I'll start telling people you groped me without permission." She instructed him.

"If you take the bra off I'll get you a copy of the key to keep." He offered. I eyed Lucy. Having our own copy of the key would make things much easier for us, especially if there was a day where Sean wasn't at school for some reason. But the decision remained up to her, and what she was comfortable letting Sean do.

She thought for a moment, then with a sigh, reached her arms up and pulled off her shirt, before reaching behind her and unhooking her bra. She set both on one of the shelves next to her then placed her hands on her hips. "Alright let's get this over with."

For the next minute I watched Sean feel up my girlfriend, playing with her boobs to his heart's content. Lucy counted to 60 in her head then pulled his hands off of her. "You better not have been lying about that key." She told him as she pulled her bra back on.

"I wasn't. I'll get it to Rich in a couple of days." He responded, watching her as she redressed. Once she had her shirt on, she shooed Sean out of the room and shut the door once he left.

"You alright?" I asked her, as I picked up on the change in her usual mood.

"Yeah I'm fine, just... I don't know, it felt weird letting him do that."

"I'm sorry. I just wanted us to be able to have somewhere private."

She leaned against the wall and slid down so she could sit. "I know, I just wish we could've found something that doesn't involve some creep playing with my tits."

"You let me play with them, and I'm plenty creepy." That made her smile and chuckle, which made me happy. "Well I'm very grateful you were at least open to this." I knelt down in front of her as I said this. "I know that's not much consolation, but I mean it. And I'll make this up to you in any way I can."

"Just promise me I won't have to let anyone else feel me up and I'll be fine."

"I don't know, from what Bella tells me Caity's been wanting to get some action with you."

She laughed again. "You know what I mean."

I leaned forward and kissed her. "Don't worry, I'll make sure to avoid any deals that require you getting felt up from now on."

"Thank you."

"I'm just glad Sean isn't gay, because I definitely don't want him feeling me up."

Lucy broke into a full fit of laughter at that, and I smiled watching her, happy that I could improve her mood.

We didn't end up using the storage room that day. Lucy was still somewhat soured from her experience with Sean, and I didn't want to push her into anything else she didn't want to do. Instead we just sat with each other, enjoying the peace and quiet until the lunch bell rang.

Sean was true to his word, and I had my own copy of the key by the end of the week. Lucy and I started coming to the library regularly, and having our fun there. It was nice to have our own space, but it also came with the risk of us getting walked in on, so we both agreed that once the auditorium was available again, we would move back there.

Sean was the only aide assigned during that particular period of the day, and he always made sure to knock if he knew we were in there, so the only other risk came from the very slim chance that Mrs. West herself would enter, or one of the aides from other class periods dropping in to pick something up. At least I thought so.

A few weeks after we got access to the storage room, we were in there going at it a bit more intensely than usual. Lucy had been extra horny that day for whatever reason, and I was always happy to help her alleviate those feelings.

She was bent over, leaning against one of the shelves in the room, naked from the waist down and her shirt pulled up over her chest. I stood behind her, holding onto her hips as I thrust into her from behind. We were both so engrossed with each other that neither of us noticed the sound of a key being inserted into the door.

It was only when the additional light from the library shone into the room that we became aware that someone was entering the room. I heard a gasp, and turned my head just in time to see Yumi slamming the door shut.

"Oh shit." I said, and immediately began rushing to redress to go after her. The feeling of having been caught, and the anxiety of what might come of it had turned Lucy and me both off, and we hurried to make ourselves decent.

It didn't take me long to get presentable and head for the door, but by the time I got out into the library, Yumi was already long gone, and I had no idea where she went.

The rest of the day I was in a constant state of panic, wondering when I would get the inevitable call to the office to explain myself. And when the end of the day came without any such summons, I didn't feel any sense of relief.

The next day when I found myself in economics class, I was more than a little surprised when Yumi still sat in the seat next to me, even though there were a few others still available. I tried a few times to whisper to her during the class, though I was continually dismissed as she was focusing on what was being taught.

Eventually I must've worn out her patience because after around the fourth or fifth time of leaning over to speak to her, she let out an exasperated sigh and said, "Yare. Not now, after class."

Now knowing that she would at least hear me out, I was finally able to relax slightly. Henry tapped me on the shoulder and asked me what was going on, but I told him that I would explain it all later.

When the bell rang I quickly packed up my things, and looked to Yumi fully ready to explain myself. However she simply gathered her own supplies, and walked out the door. I followed her out, and she stopped a few steps away from the door. Henry lingered alongside us, but I waved him away with a reassuring look.

I dove straight into trying to explain myself once Henry had gone. "Okay look, I know that you saw my girlfriend and me yesterday, and obviously that's not something we're supposed to be doing at school, but I just have to ask that you please don't report us for it. We were just having some fun and you know we tried to make sure we weren't anywhere that someone would catch us normally. We weren't cutting class or disturbing anyone so it's not like it's really that big of a deal anyway. Just please, please don't tell anyone."

I said my entire piece in a single breath, and was probably speaking so fast that it was barely intelligible. I took a breath and waited for her response. "You done?" She asked, and I nodded. "I didn't report you, and I'm not going to."

"You're not?"

She shook her head. "No."

Completely forgetting myself and tempting fate, I asked her, "Why not?"

"Japan is very different from America. Life is expected to proceed on a specific path. Go to school, find a good career, and start a family, then repeat for the next generation. Most parents expect this from their children, however mine are very, uh, extreme.

"To them, anything not related to academics was a waste of time. Any free time I had was spent either in private tutoring, or cram school. I had to join the school football team just so I didn't have to study until the sun set. I never needed the extra lessons. Even before they started my grades never dropped.

"But my parents believe it's because of them, so they make me go anyway. The real reason I joined the foreign exchange program was to have freedom. To spend time with friends and have fun, see life from outside of a classroom."

I couldn't even imagine managing to stay sane under those kinds of expectations. She was clearly more strongly willed than I was.

"So when I found you in the storage closet, I decided I would ask you to help me."

"You want my help?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes. You are very bold to do that during school. At home, it would be something only delinquents do, but here I think it's done by people who know what part of life I am missing."

"So you're asking me to... with you?"

"No, I am asking you to show me your life. What you do with friends, where you go out to have fun. Those kinds of things."

I mentally kicked myself for being so shallow minded that I assumed she just wanted me to have sex with her. She clearly wanted to gain some life experience and I couldn't blame her for that at all.

"Well I'd be happy to help you with that." I said, and she smiled.

"Ari- ah sorry. Thank you very much Rich."

I nodded with a smile in return. "Why don't you find me during lunch. My friends and I eat in the cafeteria, you can join us." She agreed and we both set off down the hall, as our conversation had taken up a fair amount of the passing period.

I spent my free period with that hefty weight lifted from my shoulders, and excited to introduce my new friend to the group. When lunch came around we all got settled in, and a few minutes later Yumi found us and came up to the table.

"Guys, this is Yumi," I said, standing up to make introductions. "Yumi, this is Caity, Bella, Lucy, Henry, and Lilly." I pointed to each of them as I said their names.

"Damn, another girlfriend already Rich? I figured after Lucy you'd be happy." Caity said with a laugh.

I shot her a look. Ignoring her comment I told them, "Yumi wants to learn what life for us has to offer. So are you guys alright with her joining us for that?" Everyone agreed and happily welcomed her in.

After a moment for us to all get settled again, Henry asked her, "So how did you decide on Rich to help you out?"

I immediately tensed at the question, wondering what kind of answer she would give.

"Rich is very focused during class, but also manages to have good bonds with his friends. It's the kind of thing I want for myself, so I asked him." I relaxed as she spoke, and began to eat my food. I don't know how it would've gone over if she told them the reason why we started talking in the first place.

"Also I caught him having sex in the library and thought he would be fun to get to know." I nearly choked on the bite I had taken of my sandwich. Everyone else started laughing.

"You guys are doing it in the library?" Bella asked.

"Our usual spot isn't available so we had to find a new one." Lucy answered for us, as I was still clearing my throat.

"Still though, the library?"

"It was the library storage room." I finally jumped in, my voice still slightly hoarse. "It's not like we're just in the stacks going at it." I turned my attention to Yumi for a moment. "What were you even coming into the storage room for? And how'd you get a key for it?"

She suddenly looked somewhat sheepish. "I saw the two of you go in before while I was getting some books. I asked for something that was in storage, and the assistant was gone, so Mrs. West gave me her key to use."

"So you wanted to see what we were doing?" Lucy asked her, and after a bit of hesitation Yumi nodded. "What'd you think?" She asked with a sly smile.

Yumi chuckled nervously. "You looked like you were having a lot of fun. And you have uh," she paused for a moment to pick what she wanted to say, "a very nice body."

Despite pushing her for the answer, Lucy looked a little embarrassed at her response, and even blushed slightly. "Well, thank you. But I am sorry that that's your first impression of me."

"It's okay. It's not the worst first impression."

When lunch came to an end we all exchanged numbers with Yumi and decided we would make a plan to go out and do something with her in the near future. On the way out of the cafeteria Lucy walked next to me and whispered into my ear. "Are you gonna try and get her into bed?"

I shook my head. "No, I don't think she wants to do anything like that. From what she told me she just wants to live her life for a bit before she goes back to Japan."

"Too bad. Could've been the perfect opportunity to please that little fetish of yours." She said with a chuckle. I rolled my eyes but laughed along with her. She didn't press the subject any further and we both went on to our next classes.

When I started trying to think of things we could do with Yumi, I drew a complete blank. I was never the idea guy in the group, and any time I was in charge of deciding on anything, I usually ended up asking Annie what to do. So that's what I decided to do this time.

"So are you gonna try and hook up with her?"

I let out an exasperated sigh into the phone. "Why does everyone assume I just have sex with every girl I meet?"

Annie laughed at my annoyed response. "Well given your track record this year it's not exactly a bad bet."

I sighed again. "Well I'm not trying to sleep with her. She's just trying to make some memories while she's in another country and I wanna help her out with that."

"Okay I get it." She said, but I could still hear hints of a laugh in her voice. "So when are you guys planning to meet up?"

"Probably this weekend. No specific day or anything yet though."

"Well October just started so most places are probably not gonna be running any fall events or anything like that. There's no carnivals or anything coming up?"

"Nothing this weekend specifically. Ren Fest is later this month but I don't know if I wanna go this year."

Going to the Renaissance Festival had been a tradition Carter and I started back in 6th grade when our history teacher Mr. Baker told us about it. We both talked our parents into bringing us and we'd gone every year since then. We would always try and find Mr. Baker there too and catch up with him. But seeing as Carter hadn't said a word to me since the homecoming dance, I didn't think either of us had plans to go.

"You still haven't talked to him?"

"It's not like I haven't tried Annie, but he just doesn't want anything to do with me.

"Well at least you tried. That's the important part." She paused for a moment then said, "I think you should make a plan to go. I know it was always you and Carter's thing, but it doesn't have to be just that. I mean you even invited Henry last year. Maybe you guys can do a weekend trip for it. Rent a big car for the drive and just have fun."

"I don't know Annie. I don't think it would feel right going there without Carter."

"Just invite him then. Buy him a ticket and let him know so that he feels like he has to go since you spent the money for him."

"That's a little too manipulative don't you think?" I said to her.

"Well that's just how I operate Richie. Being a popular girl in high school didn't come easy. I had to work things to my advantage."

"And now in college you use that silver tongue in other ways to work things to your advantage."

"Shut up Richie." I could hear giggling on her end of the phone that wasn't hers.

"Do you have me on speaker?"

"Yes, and Kenzie can hear you so don't say things like that." I could hear her gritting her teeth as she spoke.

I chuckled and spoke up louder to make sure I was heard. "Hey Kenzie ask Annie about the time she tried to ask out Blake Simmons her Junior year-"

"SHUT THE HELL UP RICH!" Annie cut me off screaming, before the call ended abruptly.

I laughed to myself and set my phone down on my chest. I stared up at my bedroom ceiling, wondering if maybe I should take her advice and go to the festival, even if it was without Carter. My phone buzzed a minute later, and I picked it back up to see Annie texting me.

A: Asshole

A: Alright look if you wanna do something this weekend, start off small with just a fun group dinner somewhere. You can see if there's anything going on around town you also wanna do but you can just make dinner the primary focus

A: Ask your friends if they wanna go to the festival with you, and try to reach out to Carter about it

I told her I would, and set my phone back down. "Well, do you think everyone would wanna go to the Renaissance Festival?" I asked, looking at Bella who had been on top of me since the moment we got to my house.

"I think so. But you'd better ask soon so no one makes any plans that overlap." She paused, though still lightly grinding on me, and I could see her deciding if she wanted to ask her next question or not. "Are you gonna invite Carter?"

"I'll try to, but he hasn't responded to any of my texts or calls, and any time he sees me he just walks away."

"Henry said Carter told him that he's just feeling really hurt on both sides by everything, but not any real resentment towards you." With Henry being a neutral party in the whole situation with us, he had been trying his best to act as a mediator for Carter and me, but without much luck so far.

"I know, and I definitely understand where he's coming from. I just don't wanna push anything because I'm the one who fucked up. I think the best thing I can do is just keep putting myself out there, and wait for him to be ready."

She nodded in agreement and said, "He'll come around. You guys have been friends longer than Caity and I have, it would take a lot more for him to throw that away completely."

My phone buzzed on my chest, pulling me away from that headspace for a moment. When I looked at it I saw that I had a message from Sam.

SR: Hey are you busy right now?

RF: A little, why what's up?

SR: I was wondering if I could come over.

RF: I'm with Bella right now, but I bet she'd be open to it

SR: Well I didn't really mean like that. But if you're busy with her it's fine

RF: Is everything okay?

SR: Yeah. Can you just call me when you and Bella are done?

I was tempted to call her right then, but it seemed like with whatever was going on with her she wanted to discuss it privately.

A few hours later, as Bella was backing out of my driveway I pulled out my phone and dialed Sam. It rang once, twice, three times, all the way until it went to voicemail.

I tried again, and this time after the second ring, the phone picked up. "Hello?"

"Hey, is everything alright?" I asked her.

I heard her take a deep breath. "Not really, but you know when is everything really alright?" Her speech was slurred, and I could tell that she was drunk.

"Are you at home?"

"Yeah. But now that Bella's gone I'm gonna drive over."

"No you are not!" I said very sternly. "I'm gonna pick you up and then bring you back over. And you're not even gonna look at your keys until I'm there okay?"

There was a brief silence over the phone, then I heard her say, "Fine. Just hurry please." Her voice had lost its pitch of drunken confidence, and had turned soft and somewhat sad.

I got ready as quickly as I could and drove to Sam's apartment. The entire time I was still on the phone with her, making sure she wasn't doing anything reckless. When she got into my car I was hit by the strongest scent of alcohol I had ever smelt from a single person. I would have to be careful on the way back because there was no way I would pass as sober with Sam in the car.

Luckily we made it without any incident. When I parked the car in my driveway I let my head fall against the rest and let out a sigh. The anxiety, as well as the pungent scent of alcohol filling my car had given me a bad headache.

I turned to look at Sam and her whole body was turned on the passenger seat facing me. She had sat like that the whole ride, just watching me as I drove. I could tell something bad had happened with her. She wasn't usually someone to let things get to her that badly so to see her in the state she was then was a bad sign.

I turned the car off and got out. I had to help Sam out of the car and into the house. When we made it in I guided her towards the couch and we both sat down. She began throwing herself at me and I had to push off her advances.

"Sam stop it, we need to talk about this."

"I don't wanna talk, I just want you right now." She responded, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me in.

I pulled away from her and stood up off of the couch. "I'm not letting anything happen until you talk to me." I looked down at her and saw her take on a defiant look, before it quickly passed and became one of defeat.

"I got fired."

I knew exactly why she was taking it as bad as she did. After the day Carter and I visited her at Jonesy's and found it empty, the business had never really returned. They got some of their regulars back but not nearly enough to stay afloat for long.

Sam had started looking for a new job not long after we saw her that day, but she hadn't had much luck. Without a college degree, and nothing but fast food experience under her belt, she couldn't find anything that paid well enough to support her. The only reason she made enough at Jonsey's was because the owner was just a retiree who made sandwiches because he liked it. Without much care for a bottom line or profit margins, he was happy to pay his workers a higher wage.

But when business started to decline, he had to start paying out of pocket some days, which led to cut backs. Sam had managed to avoid the first round of layoffs, but assumed she wouldn't be so lucky the next time around. So I figured it finally happened.

I held out my hand and she took it. I pulled her to her feet and wordlessly wrapped my arms around her. I held her there for a few minutes, and heard her quietly crying into my shoulder.

Eventually I let her go, and took her hand. I brought her to the bathroom and ran us both a shower. I took care of washing her, and let her just soak in the hot water, letting the steam work to sober her up a bit.

After the shower we dried and got dressed. I brought her to my bed and we laid down. After a few minutes I finally broke the silence. "So business finally got to the point they had to let you go?" I asked her. She shook her head. "Well what happened then?"

She took a breath. "My dad came into the shop. He started making a scene and yelling about how I needed to come back home and how I was ungrateful. I tried to calm him down and tell him I would talk to him later but he kept getting more aggressive. I got mad and started screaming at him and the manager came out and saw what was going on. He just told me to get out and threatened to call the cops on my dad."

I heard her voice begin to break. "Then dad followed me home and screamed at me from outside my door until one of my neighbors said he was calling the cops. I didn't know what to do. I didn't feel safe there so I just wanted to come here cause your mom said I could and I didn't know where else to go." She had started crying. I held her tightly and rubbed her back as she cried. "But then you were busy so I just locked myself in my room and started drinking to distract myself."

"I'm so sorry Sam. I didn't know your dad was abusive to you. But your safety is more important than me having time with Bella. I wish you had told me, I absolutely would've let you come over right away." I realized I shouldn't be faulting her in a time like this. "Sorry, that's not your fault. I'm just mad at myself for not realizing it was this bad.

She shook her head. "It never was this bad before. This is the first time he's ever done anything like this."

I didn't know what else to say, so I held her to me, letting her cry it out. Eventually she fell asleep and I slipped out of the room.

I called the plaza and asked for mom. If you recall, this was only supposed to be for emergencies, but I knew mom had taken a liking to Sam and would want to know what she was going through.

"Oh that poor girl. Well thank you for letting me know Rich. Do I need to come home?" She asked after I explained everything to her.

"No, it's fine. She's asleep right now, I'm gonna take care of her." I paused. "I think we need to help her out, at least until she's back on her feet."

"I think you're right." She answered, picking up on my implied suggestion. "Let her rest for now, and have her stay the night. I'll bring it up with her in the morning."

"I will mom. I'll let you get back to it, have a good night." I told her.

"Bye Rich."

I returned to my room and cuddled back up with Sam. My eyes grew heavy and I fell asleep with her in my arms.

I was awoken by Sam climbing on top of me and beginning to fuck herself on me. She had slipped my clothes off as I slept, and removed her own as well. She started going hard and I could see she was trying to make herself feel better but it wasn't working. "Sam, slow down." I said but she shook her head.

"No, let me do this, it's fine."

I took a breath and reached up, grabbing her by the shoulders. "Sam please, just hold on a second."

"No, I'm fine!" She shouted. I pushed myself up and wrapped my arms around her, forcing her to stop.

"This isn't what you need." I said.

I could see she was crying again. "Please. I just... I just need to do this." I knew what she meant. She just wanted to feel like she could be in control of something.

"I know. But not like this." I kissed her, and she kissed me back. It worked like I'd hoped. I released her from my arms and laid back. She slowly started to move again. Grinding on top of me, I felt her begin to calm down and her body relaxed. Her tears slowed, and she began to move faster. She moaned out again as she savored the feeling.

I let her handle everything, doing nothing more than slightly pushing my hips up towards her as she moved. Whenever she wanted something, I let her tell me to do it, whether it was grabbing her breasts or holding her hands. She leaned down and kissed me again.

We held each other like that for what felt like eternity. Neither of us wanted to let go. After a long time she whispered again. "Take me." I nodded and turned to lay her down. She left her arms wrapped around me, and as I gently placed her onto the bed, she wrapped her legs as well. We made love there in my bedroom, lit only by pale moonlight that shone through my window. I went for nearly an hour, slowly thrusting myself in and out of her, she moaned softly, just gazing at me with her beautiful brown eyes. In that time I felt her climax at least 3 times, but there could've been more.

Finally I felt the pressure build inside of me. "Sam." Was all I said.

She nodded understanding me. "Please." She responded. I let go, and with a feeling of release stronger and hotter than I'd felt with her before, I filled her burning cunt. She smiled and kissed me as she felt it. I lowered my body to hers and we stayed entwined with each other like that for a time, I don't know if it was minutes or hours. Eventually I pulled back, and she whimpered as I slid out of her. Despite having cum already, I remained completely hard.

I slid off the bed and gave her another kiss before I walked to the bathroom. When I finished I took some toilet paper and cleaned the remaining semen off of my dick before flushing it down and washing my hands. I walked back into my room and began to get dressed again. "Are you hungry?" I asked Sam quietly. She nodded. "I'm gonna go make us some food. When you're ready, clean up and come out to the kitchen.

I saw on the clock that it was just after midnight. But not caring what the hour was, I went to the fridge and prepared everything I needed to make omelettes. It was my specialty, and the best thing I could quickly prepare. I heard Sam walk into the bathroom as I began cooking. She came out still beautifully naked as I poured the first bowl of eggs into the pan. She smiled at me, seeing me cook, and walked over to me, giving me a kiss. "Careful, if that grease pops the wrong way you're gonna be in for a bad time." I said, easing her away from the stove. She looked behind me and reached for mom's apron that hung from the wall.

Annie and I got mom that apron for Christmas when I was 7. She wore it for a few days after Christmas when she cooked, but almost never wore it anymore. Sam put it around her neck and tied it behind her. The sun bleached "Cook With Love" text inside of a heart was barely visible on the front. "There, now I'm fine." She said with a smile. Her large breasts peaked out on either side of the apron, making me return to full length.

I let out a low growl. "You are playing with fire there, miss."

She grinned devilishly. "Then do something about it." I gave her a look but reluctantly returned to the task at hand.

I made her omelette first, letting her pick what she wanted inside of it before folding it and plating. She grabbed for it as soon as I set it down but I quickly took the plate and held it up high. She gave me a look that was a mix of upset and angry. "Kiss the cook." I joked, and she cracked a smile, rolling her eyes and standing on her toes to kiss me. It was of course at this moment that the front door swung open and mom walked in. I nearly dropped the plate I was holding but managed to set it on the counter. Sam spun around pressing her exposed back side to me. "Mom," I said, looking at the clock to make sure I hadn't read it wrong. "You're home early."

She stared at us surprised for a moment before she let out a laugh and answered. "Yeah I left right as we closed because I wanted to check on the two of you. Now I see that wasn't necessary." I saw Sam's cheeks and ears turn red. Mom walked right up to her and gave her a hug, not caring that she was naked beneath the apron. "How are you doing sweetie?" She asked.

"I'm alright. Rich really helped me feel better." She said nervously.

Mom smiled at her. "Good. Well why don't you go get dressed real quick so you can eat while it's warm." Sam ran to my room to put her clothes on.

"You know, Christmas night when you and Annie gave me that apron, I wore it like that for your fath-"

"MOM!" I screamed, cutting her off. "Gross I do not wanna hear about that."

She laughed. "Alright sorry I couldn't resist. Now get cooking, I'm hungry too so make me one." I rolled my eyes and grabbed two more eggs. Sam came out a minute later now dressed and put the apron back up on the hook. Mom had sat down at the table, bringing Sam's plate with her, and Sam joined her. She waited for a moment before my mom said, "Oh don't wait on us sweetie it's getting cold." Sam smiled and cut into it.

"Thank you Rich." She called through a mouthful of egg. I smiled at her and flipped the eggs in the pan.

A few minutes later I had finished cooking and joined mom and Sam at the table. Sam had already finished eating, and mom was halfway through her omelette. "So, Sam." Mom said after swallowing a bite. "Rich and I have something we'd like to talk to you about." Sam looked at her nervously. "Oh don't worry, it's nothing bad. We'd like to offer you to move in with us." Sam looked shocked.

"Really?" She asked, and mom nodded.

"Rich told me about what happened, and with everything regarding your situation we want to help you." Sam looked at me and I nodded. "Obviously it would just be temporary, and we don't want to force you t-"

Sam cut her off. "Yes! Sorry. Yes. I'll move in with you. Thank you so much. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She got up and hugged mom, and I saw she was crying again. She walked over to me and hugged me too, then she pulled me into a long kiss.

"Okay, let the boy breathe." Mom said, chuckling. Sam let me go and had an embarrassed smile.

"Sorry." She sat back down, this time next to me.

"We can work out the details of everything tomorrow. For now once Rich finishes up you two should get some sleep. I'll clean all of this up for you." I don't think Sam could've stopped smiling if she wanted to.

After I finished eating Sam and I returned to my bedroom. We both laid down but I didn't think Sam would be getting any more sleep that night. At one point I think she assumed I'd fallen asleep, and she let out an excited squeal. I struggled not to laugh and to keep a straight face when I felt her turn over to look at me. Right then though I realized something I should've before I even suggested helping her out. How would I explain this to everyone?

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Okay I know this chapter is short but I wanted to get a complete chapter out to be able to provide an explanation of what happened and talk about the future of the story. So this chapter came up a little short because I didn't wanna draw it out any longer with another act.

When I started this story I entered a phase of writing that was unprecedented for me. My previous attempts were short, maybe 10k words at most before I gave up. Yet here I am with 120k for this one. But now the spark is all but gone. Even though I thought it was coming back, it wasn't. The story is still there but I really have to force it out instead of it just flowing like before.

I had to find times where I could buckle down and put more than 3 words onto the page at a time, which was already difficult, but with work and then also me just being lazy and playing games or going out, it just kept getting away from me.

So what does that mean for the future of this story?: Honestly? I have no idea. I would love more than anything to be able to finish it properly, but knowing how I can be, I wouldn't bet on that being what happens.

I'm gonna try to keep writing, but it's gonna be a very slow process, most likely with months between chapters. I know that's not gonna be for everyone and I do apologize, but it's the best I can offer.

If anyone is really curious and doesn't want to wait that long, just leave a comment or message me privately with any questions you might have about the story and I'll happily answer them.

I'm gonna leave it there for now, and hopefully I'll see you sometime soon for chapter 10