No Good Deed

All characters are above the age of 18.

This story is fantasy, please practice safe sex!

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I was getting laid tonight!!!

My heart was skipping. I couldn't fuck this up.

The hot little Asian girl had been standing on her own by the kitchen counter.

I hated parties. Chit-chatting for 30 seconds at a time, bouncing from acquaintance to acquaintance, making pretend promises to hang out that both people knew wouldn't ever come to fruition.

Especially when everyone was in a costume and it was ten times harder to actually find your friends.

But a 1-on-1? That I could do. All day long.

So shortly after I walked into my friend's raucous apartment, I saw my opening. She had been bending over the counter to fix a drink: short skirt riding up just barely below her ass. The tight white top outlined all of her lithe, gentle frame. Jet black hair was cut short, above her shoulders, and the bob bounced invitingly as she spun around to make eye contact with me.

"Sexy naval officer?" I asked, sidling up next to her to fix myself a drink.

"Sailor Moon!" she replied enthusiastically. "What are you supposed to be? A sexy cow?"

I had to admit that my Spirit Halloween onesie wasn't the most creative costume at the party. But it was surprisingly cozy.

"No, just a normal cow."

"Well you look like a sexy cow to me." She bit her lip and took a sip from her drink. I liked this girl. "I'm Ginny."

"Alden," I clinked our solo cups together. "Nice to meet you."

She was nice. A sophomore too, but still only 19. From the Bay Area. Wanted to be an epidemiologist one day, told me about her family vacations to Aruba. I listened and nodded and chatted, getting to know her but also recognizing that there was only one place this was going to lead. We both knew that.

Ginny's anime costume was not helping guide my thoughts out of the gutter. Her small, tight Filipino body was on complete display in her skin-tight outfit. Even tiny little bumps where her nipples showed. The stretch of exposed thigh between her mini skirt's hem and her tall boots... I wanted to do dirty things to those thighs.

Neither of us could leave the other's presence, and the longer we spent together, the more of a foregone conclusion it was where the night was leading.

You don't spend an hour and three drinks talking to the same guy at a party if you're not planning on fucking him.

So I was getting laid tonight. And all I had to do was not severely fumble the bag.

Ginny made the first real move.

"Do you want to head out to my apartment? It's a lot quieter...." The doe eyes she was giving me said all the rest.

"For sure," I tried to respond coolly. "I'd love to see your place."

"Great!" her eyes lit up. Her cheeks were profoundly red. Practically glowing. She took my hand and gave it a tight squeeze. "Let me find my friends though. I came here with my roommate."

"Go for it. Do you want me to wait here?" All I had to do was not get in my own way.

"Yeah! Give me one minute and I'll be right back!" She was grinning wildly. Anticipating what we'd be doing in an hour? I sure was. "Don't move a muscle!"

"I promise."

Her little hips swayed as she walked away, bouncing her short locks and threatening to expose her butt with the way the skirt rode up.

Fuuuck, she was sexy.

Godzilla attacked me from behind with a bearhug, and I finally said hi to the friend D'Andre who'd actually invited me, whose apartment we were in. I'd done a terrible job talking to anyone but Ginny and now had to greet all the friends I'd eschewed earlier in favor of chasing tail.

Ginny never left my mind though, nor the imagined scene of her delicate body, nude and waiting for me.

I was just finishing up saying hi to some friends through campus radio when a tap on my back stole my attention.

"Hi!" the little Asian girl beamed up at me. Her cheeks were glowing an even brighter red, if that was possible.

Before I could react, I was being grabbed by the front of my cow-stume and drawn into a deep kiss.

Ginny's lips were open and our mouths quickly engulfed each other. She tasted like tequila. Her body pressed into mine, snaking her tongue in my mouth and kissing hotly.

Not a care in the world of who was watching.

I only had to match her energy, and this girl was really raring to go now. Her hands roamed my arms, my sides, as she pulled me in closer to our sloppy embrace.

"Ginny!" I heard a voice call nearby. That voice sounded familiar....

The girl's lips left mine, and suddenly we were just regular partygoers again. My eyes opened.

"Oh, hey Alden." The familiar voice sounded again, and now I tied it to a familiar face: Bella, a curvy ginger who sat at the same small table as me in my Sociology class. She was dressed modestly in black witch robes.

"You guys know each other?" Ginny asked, bouncing off me and landing next to the other girl. "We're roommates!"

"Yeah, we have a class together," I answered. The ginger had a much dourer countenance than her friend, but I knew she was a nice girl too once you got her talking.

"Oh that's awesome!" Ginny yelled.

"8 AM sociology, it forges bonds," Bella cracked, making me smile. She was a more timid personality, with a very dry wit. I almost couldn't tell when she was joking or not sometimes.

"Well you'll get to see our place!" Ginny tore my attention back.

"You're coming with us?" Bella looked to me and raised an eyebrow. She'd seen our kiss, surely knew where this was leading.

"I guess so," I tried to defer back to Ginny, who bore a big smiling nod at my acceptance.

"Yay!!!" the Asian girl looped an arm behind my back, pulling me close to her side. Her body heat felt intimate against mine.

"The Uber's almost here then," Bella directed us. "Let's head down."

The ginger led the way, with me and Ginny in tow. The small girl was swaying a bit, using me for support to move forward. She had to have been pretty drunk. But she wasn't too drunk right? I'd been with her the whole time, she'd been acting fine.

"Oh wow, we're going so fast!" Ginny giggled as we rode the elevator down. I stole a glance to Bella, trying to see if she was worried about her friend's intoxication.

Her face was straight, however, and a minute later, we were piling into the back of the Uber: Ginny in the middle.

Immediately she was all over me: hands on my thighs and chest, head on my shoulder, kissing my ear.

"Hmm, I want you," she was whispering, slurring her words' edges. "I want all of you. On top of me."

I really wanted to be worked up. I really wanted to be completely unable to stop myself from grabbing this hot girl and bending her over.

"Mmmm," she moaned into my ear, gripping my upper thigh tightly. "Whooo!"

Something was off. My stomach was beginning to turn. This girl was really drunk.

She went to keep kissing me, but I lightly pressed her chest away. Her roommate was right there, staring out the window as hard as she could.

"We're almost there," I murmured softly.

Ginny made a pouty face but the car pulled up outside their building just a few short minutes later. We piled out of the car -- Ginny holding onto me for support once again.

"God, I'm so ready to just fuck you!" she practically growled. Bella's eyebrow shot up as she scanned us in, and the two of us shared a knowing glance.

I was not getting laid tonight....

"I think you might need some water, and we can lie down," I suggested.

"Hmmm, yeah, I wanna lie down," Ginny ambled on with a sloppy grin. "With you!"

My nervous laugh brought us into the elevator. Ginny was practically hanging on me now. She couldn't have made it home on her own.

"How close is your apartment?" I asked Bella, whose permanently-serious visage made her seem sober. Or at least rational enough to be making good decisions.

"Near the elevator. You've got her?" she asked me.

With a ding! we arrived. Bella swept out in front of us, her long witch robes flowing behind her. I swooped Ginny up in my arms to carry her the rest of the way.

"Whooohoo!" she threw her head back and yelled. "Look at my strong man!"

In truth the fireman carry was actually way harder than I thought it'd be. She may have been petite but I was only 5'9 myself and her drunken deadweight was not helping at all.

Luckily my muscles held out long enough to get the girl into her apartment and to the sofa in the small living room within.

"Ohhh god," Ginny groaned as she tried to sit up on the couch. "Oh no, why are we spinning?"

"Come on, we need to get you in bed," Bella instructed.

"No! Alden... I'm gonna..." Ginny looked at me and it was clear what she wanted to say. Not a moment later though, her stomach lurched and her whole body writhed. "Oh no, I'm gonna throw up."

"Let's go!" Bella immediately had her roommate supported and was ushering her over to the bathroom. "We're getting you a toilet."

"Oh no, no no no," Ginny was muttering. They disappeared into the bathroom.

Not two seconds later I heard Ginny disgorging the contents of her stomach.

"Can I help?" I yelled out to Bella, not wanting to get in the way but also desperate to be useful in some fashion.

"Not right now!" the ginger yelled back.

I stood, alone, in the middle of their apartment. It was a cute place honestly: a small living room and kitchen in the main room, with a sliding glass door leading off to a cute balcony with two lawn chairs and some potted plants. It seemed like a bedroom shot off on each side of the living room, with the bathroom just next to the bedroom on the left.

Should I stay...? Should I go? I didn't want to just Irish exit -- I felt almost responsible for Ginny's condition. We'd been having drinks together after all.

But I also didn't want to butt in and over-insert myself.

"Hey Alden?" it was Bella's voice rising from the bathroom.

"Yeah?"

"Can you actually go into her room and grab some sleep clothes? We've got to get her changed."

"Absolutely!" I could do that. I could definitely do that.

Which room was hers though? I tried the one near the bathroom, and the family photos told me I'd picked right. Now, if I were pajama pants, where would I live...?

A minute of rifling through drawers revealed two of Ginny's vibrators, a hidden pack of cigarettes, and eventually her lounge clothes. I grabbed a tanktop and a pair of plaid pajama pants, branded with her freshman year dorm, and returned to the bathroom door.

"I've got stuff!" I yelled through, and Bella's face appeared in the frame.

"Thank you," she smiled, and the door closed.

Silence for a minute, and I questioned whether I should leave again. Ultimately, my feet brought me to a comfortable but fraught seat on the sofa.

The bathroom door creaked open a few minutes later, and both girls emerged. Bella had an arm around Ginny, who barely looked conscious.

"Is she okay?"

"Yeah, she'll be fine, she just needs to sleep."

"I'm sorry," the Asian girl was mumbling. "I'm sorry."

"Hey, we're good!" Bella encouraged her roommate. "Let's get you in bed."

She started guiding the small girl to her room, and I got a glass of water from the kitchen.

"Here, for her," I offered the cup to Bella in the threshold. The ginger had wrangled Ginny into bed already, and she placed the water on her nightstand.

"You've got water, your phone's plugged in, and you've got a trash can next to the bed," Bella explained. "Everything will be okay."

"I'm sorry," Ginny muttered again. Her skin was pale, her eyes closed already. "I'm sorry Alden."

"Don't apologize, you'll feel way better tomorrow," I tried to put some pep in my encouragement.

"You'll be alright, girl, just get some sleep." Bella gave her roommate one last soft smile, and turned back towards me. I shuffled out first, and the ginger turned the lights off and closed the door behind us.

"Phew," she sighed.

"Is the bathroom a mess? Do you need help cleaning up or anything?" I offered.

"No no, we're okay, everything went in the toilet. We can relax. Thank you though."

"Yeah, happy to help."

"You're sweet," Bella smiled. "Sorry you had to see her like that. She's really nice and normally very chill. She's just not always good at knowing her limits."

"No it's all good, happens to everyone. She seemed fine when we were chatting," I explained. "But then when she came back ready to leave...."

"When she came over to find us at the party, before we left, she said there was a boy she was going to take home, but she wanted a tequila shot first for confidence."

"Ahh, that might have done it."

"Yeah... just trying to have a little too much fun."

"We've all been there."

Bella chuckled, and it seemed like the sternness was easing out of her face, just a little.

"For real. It's okay, she'll be learning her lesson tomorrow."

Silence blanketed us again, and I felt it was finally appropriate for me to leave. I'd tried to do as best I could to help out and be a good person.

"Well..." I started.

"You don't have to leave right now if you don't want to," Bella cut me off. "It's up to you. But I was going to go out on the balcony for a smoke if you wanted to join me."

Hmmm, that certainly hadn't been what I was expecting her to say. I figured the ginger would want me gone and the night over.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "I don't want to impose."

Bella was pretty cool to talk to, and I liked getting to know friends and classmates better. But I really didn't her to just be offering out of pity, or necessity.

"Not at all, I'd appreciate the company," Bella gave me a soft smile. For the first time, I noticed a warmth to her eyes that I hadn't ever seen before.

"Then sure, I'll hang out." I didn't have anything better to do. And I'd come all the way to their apartment anyway.

Bella directed me outside and ran back in to grab her supplies. She returned a minute later with a lighter and a box.

"Take a seat!" she invited, plopping into one of the lawn chairs. I mirrored her, and we stared out over the building across from them, to a park with a copse of tall trees just beyond. The October air had enough bite to remind that you were outside, but not enough to require layers.

"Do you smoke?" Bella asked, grabbing a small pink bong that had been hidden behind one of the potted plants. The box she carried evidently had the weed, as she started to pack the device for us.

"Fairly often," I slightly exaggerated. I didn't want to seem lame. "You?"

"Every night usually," she responded. "I don't really drink a ton, so this is my outlet."

I studied the ginger's movements as she lit the bowl and took a long hit. I wanted to look like I knew what I was doing, and I could never remember the exact order with a bong. She passed the glass device to me, and I took a few baby hits to start.

A coughing fit hit me immediately, and Bella giggled a little as she took the bong back. She blew a fat cloud of smoke in my face a second later, her lungs seemingly unaffected.

"Damn that's strong," I mused after my second turn. I held the coughs in this time.

Bella finished the bowl and then set the device down for now. The high was just beginning to set in. All the stress and tumult of Ginny had sobered me up pretty well, but now I was settling back into my chair quite contentedly.

A speaker must have been hidden somewhere, because soft music started playing out for us after a minute. Hozier provided the soundtrack as we fought through the smog to stargaze and enjoyed the cool air.

"You really did a good thing tonight," Bella broke our long pause.

"What?"

"Helping Ginny. Being there for her."

"Well yeah, I'd hope that anyone would."

"Me too. But you and I both know that's not true."

"Sure. I can only control myself though, and I always try to do the right thing."

"Most people do, I imagine. They just forget in the moment, or don't know what the right thing is. I think most boys would've expected to get some tonight and just gone right ahead to make that happen. Even in her state."

I sat with Bella's words for a minute. She was probably right, which fucking sucked. I hadn't been trying to be some white knight or take a moral high ground. I was just doing what I hoped everyone would.

"I mean, I'm not gonna lie, I definitely did expect to get some, but I feel like that has to take a backseat to someone else's safety first. Always."

"I know," Bella nodded. "And you're a good person for seeing that."

The smile she gave me was the warmest I'd ever seen her look. In fact, her whole body seemed less tense than before. Maybe it was the weed, maybe this was just how she was outside of class and stress, hell maybe it was my wonderful company.

My insides were warming regardless though. It felt good to be complimented. To be reminded of why I did the right things.

"You're a pretty good person too Bella," I tried to flatter back. Her eyes cast down though, deflecting my compliment.

"You wouldn't say that if you knew what I was thinking." She looked right at me, right into me as she said it.

What the fuck did that mean?

"Well what are you thinking?"

Bella smiled mysteriously, telling me exactly that I wouldn't get to know.

"I'm thinking that I need some water," she lied, and stood up out of her seat. "I'm parched."

I went to rise too, but she stopped me.

"Just stay here, I'll be back in a second."

The ginger disappeared back inside, and I returned my attention to the murky gray sky above us.

I was definitely high. My thoughts were flowing through molasses, but they were definitely flowing. It was disarming. Any remaining tension and stress of earlier just seeped out from my relaxed chair, leaving me happy and thoughtful.

Bella re-emerged a minute later, and my entire river of thoughts suddenly could flow to nothing but her.

Goddamn.

She'd changed out of her flowy witch costume. Instead she wore only a tight tank top and teeny sleep shorts. Almost nothing of her curvaceous, buxom frame was disguised. I'd known that she was... well-endowed, but her massive breasts were threatening to spill over the low-cut tank at any second.

An ocean of midriff and curves were on display too. And those thick thighs....

Wow, Bella. I'd be looking at her differently in 8 am sociology from now on.

"Hey," I choked out, still trying my damnedest to play cool.

"Hey," she smirked back: that real, warm smile again. And a twinkle of something more mischievous in her eye.

I think she'd known I was ogling her. I think she might've known exactly what she was doing....

No way, I was reading wayyyy too much into it. She was just in normal comfy clothes and happened to have big breasts, that didn't mean I had to sexualize the situation. She was just a classmate.

I'd been prepared to bed her roommate an hour ago too, there was no way I could be reading this right.

"Do you want another bowl?" the vixen asked me. Her freckles stood out to me somehow for the first time: a cute smattering of dots running across her cheeks. She was already packing it without my response.

"Uhh, seems like it," I answered.

We smoked another bowl, Bella more than me. I couldn't stop staring at her. I was trying not to be a perv, but Bella really was beautiful.

Her auburn hair, up with a clip for now, was extraordinary in the string lights of the balcony.

A coughing fit hit me after my last puff, and I passed back the remnants.

"I'm done," I wheezed and motioned for the water glass.

"Good thing I got it," Bella murmured while I downed the whole thing. My throat was cleansed!

"Although," the ginger carried on. "The real reason I went inside was to change out of my costume."

"No, the real reason you went inside was to avoid telling me what you'd been thinking about," I played back.

Bella's face blushed bright red. Her freckles stood out even more. Had that been too bold?

"Well, they're kind of the same reason," she served back after a second to recompose. Leaning forward, with her elbows propped on her knees, her chest was especially pronounced. It couldn't not be the most pressing thing on my mind.

"What were you thinking about?" I pried, hoping that I was correct about the direction this might be going.

Bella sat back again, with a slight tilt in her spine to arch her chest out. She knew her body, and how to highlight it when she wanted to.

"I was thinking how lucky I was, to have such a cute boy over on my balcony, alone to myself. And the things I'd like to do to that cute boy."

Her eyes never broke mine. She said it calmly and confidently. Maybe just an act, but a great one. My own heart was racing.

"And that makes you a bad person?" I recalled her earlier statement.

"Well you came here tonight to fuck my roommate. Then she's too drunk, so.... that feels weird. But you were so nice staying to help with her and being a good person. And I've always thought you were cute in class...."

"Oh," I reacted dumbly, needing my brain to turn one more gear before I fully processed. "I mean, me too."

It wasn't a lie, and I was certainly seeing her in a greater light tonight.

"I don't think that makes you a bad person," I continued on. "It's a strange situation, but I mean...."

I didn't have a place for that thought to land.

"You mean what?" Bella leaned forward again, her voice was tinged with sultriness.

"I mean..." I fumbled on, still searching for a thought. The ginger's supple chest was intoxicating.

I meant whatever ended up with my face between there.

Bella stood out of her chair, drawing my gaze all the way up.

"I think you mean..." she approached me, slowly. "That we both want this."

I nodded, forcing my jaw not to go slack. There was no way this was how my night was ending. How could I ever complain though?

"Then I think we should do it."

The ginger stood right above me and eased herself down across my lap on the chair. Her arms wrapped around my neck, her warm thighs pressing right on my crotch.

"Yeah, me too," I smiled and pulled the redhead into a long kiss.

Her lips were full, smooth, and she kissed tenderly. Our mouths pressed once, twice, again and again, taking all the time in the world to fit and meld together.

"Hmm, I've been fantasizing about doing this for a while," Bella revealed in breathless moans between our kisses. I would never have guessed that from class. But I was seeing a new side of her tonight.

"I hope I live up," I got back out as she trailed to nibble my ears, my neck.

"Already, everything and more," she moaned again and returned to kissing me. Her tongue flared out this time, diving around my lips and exploring into my mouth. I reciprocated, wanting to give this girl every bit of energy she was giving me.

We frenched for a long time, progressively falling more easily into each other's arms. I was running both hands over Bella's sides, my dark fingers contrasting markedly with her fair skin. I meandered my touch up her ribcage, nearing her breasts eagerly, but not wanting to move too fast.

"You can touch them," she whispered in my ear after a long minute of teasing. Her thighs were grinding down right on my crotch too, threatening my erection caged within.

"You sure?" I treaded gingerly, and the ginger nodded back enthusiastically.

"Please, I want you to."

I drew a quick breath in to remind myself this was really happening, and after a beat my hand timidly reached up to Bella's chest, at the cuff of her tank top, down inside until I was cupping a handful of the ginger's ample breast.

"Wow," I muttered in surprise, shocked at how soft and smooth her breasts were while being so heavy. My fingers plied over the girl's supple chest, squeezing and kneading more flesh than I knew what to do with. Her tight nipple brushed against my palm. "Hmm, that's hard."

I pinched the nub lightly, feeling her areola tighten at my touch, and left another quick tweak between my forefingers.

"Well it's cold outside," Bella reasoned in a breathy whisper. "Besides, you're touching it."

"True," I stared the girl back, making no effort to stop fondling her. We locked eyes for a few seconds -- I could see the rising flame of pleasure in her eye. Her hips were shifting on my lap. She was enjoying this.

Bella proved me right, diving back into a deep kiss. We stayed wrapped around each other, my hand inside her shirt, for a long while. It could've been forever; I didn't know how playing with those boobs could ever get old.

The redhead upped the ante though, reaching down by her thigh to press against the crotch of my costume. My cock thrummed at even the slight touch, and Bella giggled.

I drew her back into a kiss, and before long, the girl's hand was working, fighting with one of the buttons of my onesie. She eventually wrestled her hand inside and urged her fingers tantalizingly beneath the waistband of my boxers. My heart was racing and my balls were pulsing.

Her gentle hand coiled around my dick, feeling up the length of my solid shaft. I gasped at her touch, and Bella just giggled more. She palmed my cock, squeezing in sync with how I was groping her tits. The slow, soft touches were keeping me deliciously on edge, and our tongues wrapped around each other again for a long minute.

Bella's hand felt incredible, and I would've let her go on forever.

"I want more," she eventually broke away to moan in my ear. I pawed at her chest more aggressively, sucked down on her neck. But she pushed me away, standing up off the chair. Not what she wanted?

"Take out your dick," she instructed, and I was only too happy to comply.

"Take out your boobs then," I tried my luck, and to my delight it worked. As I fished my erection out through my fly, Bella grabbed her flimsy tank and pulled it over her head.

Her glorious boobs spilled out, hanging heavy and supple on her chest. Big pink areolae surrounded those cute puffy nipples. A large, intricate butterfly was tattooed on her left ribcage, just next to her breast.

"I didn't know you had a tattoo."

Bella leaned in for another long, tender kiss.

"I have two. You'll get to see the other one later."

That may have been the sexiest thing anyone ever said to me.

Especially with those green eyes looking up at me while the girl lowered to her knees.

I swallowed hard and couldn't think of anything to do but watch as the ginger grabbed hold of my base with one hand. She leaned forward, looking up at me through her lashes one last time, and took my cock between her lips.

"Oh shit," I reflexively groaned. Bella had bobbed forward, throating much of my erection in one go, and pulled back with a dramatic gasp for air. She beamed a sloppy grin up at me and dove back in.

Her lips fell into place around my head, twisting her tongue around to stimulate my tip. With her cheeks drawn in too, my nerves were firing, tensing my balls. I could not spill this quickly, and I steeled my pelvic muscles to soldier forward.

Bella withdrew for quick kisses and licks at my tip. She let a long string of saliva fall out of her mouth into her stroking hand, rubbing it quickly in to my shiny dark rod.

Her mouth returned, swallowing my length and diving a little deeper with each bob of her head. I was melting completely into my chair, lost in total bliss. A little high, on a perfect fall night, having my dick sucked by a gorgeous girl? This may have been heaven.

Except for the costume. I was feeling a little embarrassed about that. But at least I'd always be able to say I once got a blowjob in a cow onesie.

Bella throated me a few more times, retreating to lavish attention on the tip, before pulling away with a long parting lick up the underside. She popped right up to my lips, kissing me with the taste of my prick fresh on her mouth.

"I think it's your turn," the ginger purred into my ear.

"For what?"

"To put that mouth of yours to work," Bella rolled her eyes at my ignorance and took my hand. "Come on."

Wherever we were going, I hoped it led on.

Bella ushered me back inside, to her bedroom. I took a whiff of the scented air, admiring the cute prints and fake ivy that adorned the walls. Soft pink linens, gentle lamp lighting... I'd forgotten just how inviting girls' rooms were.

"Come here," she beckoned, and we fell into another deep, passionate kiss. My cock was achingly hard, begging for more. But I knew I had another job first.

We tumbled back onto the double bed and hands were flying over clothes. Bella practically ripped my buttons open to shed my onesie, and I fervently tugged her short shorts down those amazing thighs.

Kissing again, naked this time, we fell deeper into our shared lust. I was squeezing Bella's tits, caressing her side, her hip. She was running her hands through my kinked hair.

My fingers played over her hip, daring between her legs. Bella spread herself, just enough to let my hand fall to her wet slit.

"Oh god Alden!" she whispered, bringing my mouth to her chest as I rubbed her. My tongue lavished attention on her breasts and I explored her sex with my hand, trailing from her sopping entrance up to the hard bundle of nerves at the top.

"Ohhh fuck," the ginger mewled. I was rubbing her clit, making soft circles and pinching it lightly between my fingers. Bella's hips were reacting, desperate for my touch.

I wanted a taste.

My lips roamed, from her beautiful tits over to the dainty butterfly on her ribcage. I kissed unhurriedly down her torso, taking my time to savor every inch of skin. I knew that however much I was teasing myself, it was a hundred times more intense for the girl.

I traveled down Bella's hip, finding a tiny heart outline just a couple inches from her mound.

"Do you like my other one too?" Bella teased, knowing the answer.

"I love it," I kissed the ink again, leaving my hot breath close to the ginger's slit. She rocked her hips, aching for my tongue.

I leaned in close and took a long lick through Bella's slick folds, all the way up to her bulging clit at the top.

"Ohhhh Alden!" she sighed. "Keep going!"

I wasn't the most experienced at giving oral, but I had some skills. And what I didn't know, I made up for with enthusiasm.

My tongue lapped eagerly over Bella's clit, folding into long French-kisses over her shiny folds. She tasted wonderful. Sweet, a little tangy, not too pungent. I dove through again, tightening my tongue into circles around her hard nub.

Bella was moaning, a hand on my head. Clearly I was doing something right. My cheeks drew in, applying suction to the button while my tongue kept moving.

Bella's thighs were squeezing tighter around my head the longer my tongue worked. I gripped her thighs, digging my grip into the supple flesh so I could lick her more zealously.

"Keep going Alden! Don't stop," the ginger was mumbling. "Don't ever stop."

Her hips ground against my tongue, her breath drawing shorter. I was building her up, taking her body where it was begging to go.

A finger plied at Bella's ready entrance, and I slipped it inside her sopping twat.

Bella's moans increased in pitch as soon as I entered, and they got even louder when my finger curled back against her g-spot. I pressed down on the spongy area, thrusting in sync with the licks of my tongue.

She was writhing, whimpering, keeping my head held tightly in place. The girl was grinding down against my finger, letting me develop a good rhythm pleasuring her.

As her walls gripped tighter around me, I slid a second finger inside.

"Yes!" Bella cried out. "Oh yes that's exactly it!"

My two fingers worked as one, rubbing and pressing down on her most sensitive spot. My tongue alternated tight circles and long, powerful licks over her clit.

She was moaning, gasping, bucking her hips up into my face. The girl's shapely thighs held me in a vice grip, reminding me exactly what my objective was.

She was close. I could feel her pussy flexing and pulsing. Her clit was thrumming. I couldn't stop.

"Oh god, keep going, keep going!" she was mewling. "Right there!"

Never could I have disobeyed her. I held steady, working her clit and her pussy together, driving her all the way to her precipice.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum! Don't stop!"

My tongue thrashed, my fingers hammered into her. Bella's hips bucked once, twice, and she came.

"Oh fuck, yes!!!!! Ohhhhh godddd!" Bella was moaning loudly, writhing and spasming on the bed. Her whole body reacted to the climax, gripping me tightly and keeping me there while she rode out the last few waves of her peak on my tongue.

"Oh my god that was so good!" she sat up positively beaming. Her chest and cheeks were flushed, those freckles jumping out.

We entangled in another long kiss. Bella tasted herself off my lips but just pulled me in deeper, intertwining our tongues. She tasted so delicious.

Neither of us could wait for just a kiss though. We were tumbling in bed, Bella ending up on top of me. Her breasts hung low, brushing my chest as she continued kissing me.

"I want your dick," she breathed in between kisses. Her hips were sinking back, and in a moment I felt my shaft pressed against the slick folds of her sex.

Bella twined a hand between her thighs, positioning my erection at her core. Her hips shifted back, my tip nestled between her folds, and then I was inside her. My head, bathed in the glorious warmth of her pussy, then progressively my shaft as she eased herself fully back onto my rod.

"Oh wow you feel good," I smiled.

"You feel great," Bella replied with a gluttonous grin. She bent down to cup my cheeks and kiss me. My hands came to a rest on her hips.

We stayed kissing for a long while, Bella creaking her hips back into my cock ever so subtly. Her tits were pressed tight to my chest, building up the heat between our bodies.

She escalated first, rising to sit up atop me with a hand on my stomach to brace. From this angle, she looked like a goddess dominating above me, and those tits....

Bella's hips began working faster too, sliding forward and back over me. My cock stayed buried deep inside her, helping me clench and hold out for longer.

Her free hand ran through her flaming hair, over her neck, down to her full breasts. Bella squeezed and kneaded her flesh, riding me even faster now. She was rocking back and forth, just grinding down on the same spot again and again.

"Oh god that's so good," she moaned.

"You look so fucking sexy," I played back.

"You like watching me play with my tits?" A devilish grin crept over her face. I nodded mutely back, and she brought each of her breasts to her mouth in turn, sucking her nipples erect in a matter of seconds. It was unbelievably erotic.

"Fuck, just like that!" she stuttered as her hips seized. Bella charged on, riding me without abandon. Her breasts were jiggling, her whole body shaking.

I traced a hand down and thumbed her clit, providing steady pressure as she rocked into me.

"Yes, god, yes!"

The whole bed was quaking. Almost involuntarily my hips began pumping up into Bella as deep as they could reach. The ginger's twat was gripping me lustily, extracting every drop of pleasure it could. She felt soooo magnificent. It was taking everything in me to hold back.

"Ahhh don't stop, don't ever stop!" the ginger kept repeating, spurring on my strumming thumb and thrusting member. Her core was tightening, she was gripping her tits firmly. Those beautiful eyes were rolling up to the ceiling, her mouth hanging open.

Damn this girl knew how to ride.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum," she announced. "I'm gonna cum!"

Her hips spasmed up, grinding on my finger, and with one final kiss of our hips, she came.

"Oh Alden, fuck fuck fuck fuck!" The ginger collapsed on top of me, her body shaking and rumbling through the aftershocks of her peak. Her pussy was gripping me like a second skin, but her hips had stopped rocking. Thankfully too -- I'd been dangerously close to spilling over.

We lay together for a serene moment, then fell into a long, breathy kiss. My erection remained inside her the whole time. Her walls slowly eased around me, and I could fully appreciate the wet warmth of her juices bathing my member.

"Thank you so much," Bella giggled into my ear.

"For what?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Those amazing orgasms," she replied obviously. What else?

"Are you close?" she asked me casually, her hips dropping back on my cock again.

"I think so," I nodded.

"Let me do it with my mouth."

I certainly wasn't going to say no to that, and I think the pulsing in my dick gave away my eagerness. Bella pulled me into a passionate tongue kiss, then began her journey down my body.

Over my chest, stopping to lick my nipples, which took me aback a little. Down my stomach, teasing my upper thighs, and finally to my ragingly prominent erection.

The ginger kissed up the length of my shaft, gripping the base with one hand while her mouth engulfed my head. Her tongue went to work immediately, thrashing around my helmet, tracing the underside of my cock.

The girl pulled a groan out of me, and my hips started gently easing up into her mouth. She felt so good, and I was so ready....

Bella dropped her head lower, swallowing up the top half of my shaft down to her hand. As she came back up, her hand followed, stroking up the length of me before twisting back down to the base as her head bobbed.

The hand and mouth at once... with the tongue tickling my underside.... I lurched up, the pressure in my balls becoming unbearable. I couldn't delay this anymore, even if I wanted to.

"Oh god, I'm close," I warned her. She only worked harder, sucking me ever more vigorously. My hips bucked again. This was it.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna..." I couldn't form words. In that instant, the whole of my being, every ounce of energy inside me, channeled into my balls and burst forward, exploding through my penis.

I came, unloading pulse after pulse of cum into the ginger's mouth. She barely even slowed down, swallowing my load spiritedly.

Stars clouded my vision, and I felt the full release cascade through me for a majestic moment. My toes curled.

The sensations on my cock were suddenly wayyy too intense, and I pulled Bella off hurriedly. Of course not even a second later, my last rope of cum jetted out, landing across the ginger's lips and chin. The last few drops dribbled out onto her steady hand, and I was drained.

Utterly, totally drained.

The ginger licked her lips and came up to kiss me. Her mouth tasted strongly of my own load; I didn't think I'd ever been this close to my own cum before.

The flourishes of her tongue made me forget that immediately, drawing me into a long, extended kiss. We cuddled in each other's arms, my hand resting on her breast.

"That was amazing," Bella broke our relaxed silence after a few minutes. "Absolutely amazing."

"I couldn't agree more," I smiled back. She had been an excellent fuck. And I mean, those tits.... It had all been perfect.

Our bliss lasted a few more peaceful minutes before Bella clambered over me to get off the bed.

"I need to go clean up," she stated. "I'll be right back."

"I'll be waiting."

The buxom ginger threw on a robe and disappeared out the door. I was left alone for the first occasion in a while, with time to think about all that had unfolded tonight.

I'd thought I was getting laid at the party. And I still did get laid. Just not with the girl I thought. Was I bad? I'd been trying to be a good person through the night, had I messed that up by fucking Ginny's roommate after we helped her?

I mean, we both wanted it. Everyone was a single, consenting adult. And goddamn had it ever been worth it. Ten times over.

No, I really couldn't feel bad about this. It had been an excellent night.

Bella came back from the bathroom, and the more usual stern Bella face was out again, albeit a little softer this time. A shade more glow in her cheeks, sparkle in her eye.

"So unfortunately I have to wake up for work at 7:30 tomorrow, and I am horrible at falling asleep in the same bed as someone else. And I really need to get to sleep."

"No worries at all," my brain kicked into gear. I hadn't been quite ready to think about leaving yet but it was about time. "Let me get dressed and I'll call an Uber."

"No!" Bella reacted, then cleared her throat. "Sorry, obviously you can go if you want to. It's just really late, and it might be hard to get a driver. I put some blankets out on our sofa though, if you would rather crash over...."

My own bed sounded heavenly right now, but the thought of leaving, dealing with the Uber, getting up to my place: that did not sound heavenly. The sofa would be great.

"That's so kind," I complimented. "I'll crash here if that's cool."

"Absolutely, please. I'm sorry, I wouldn't kick you out of the bed if I didn't have work."

"It's okay, you're totally good," I replied. "The couch will be awesome."

We quickly realized that the only clothes I had were my cow onesie and boxers. Bella gave me a shirt and a pair of her older brother's sweatpants, and I left her tranquil room with one last sweet kiss.

The sofa was comfortable. I was also resoundingly gassed. My phone had died and there wasn't a charger, so I was totally unplugged.

The throw pillows on the couch were quite soft, and the blanket Bella had grabbed was thoroughly toasty. My eyes creaked shut, and I tried to recap the night's events again in my mind.

The thoughts kept unraveling though, leading off into stranger and stranger places, until I fell down the dark hole of sleep.

***

Where was I?

I woke disoriented, before the events of last night came flooding back to me.

Wow, what a crazy night. Not what I had expected at all, but so much fun. My soul was still glowing from the high of getting with Bella.

The ginger had already left for work based on her open door -- I had no idea what time it was. I found the toilet and a phone charger in the kitchen to start putting the pieces of me back together.

My phone was dead dead though, and I figured I'd need a little bit before I could actually get home. My feet carried me back outside, to the balcony and all the memories that came with it.

The fall air was crisp and fresh. Essential to seeping out the last remnants of alcohol and craziness from my body. After just a few minutes sitting out there, I was calmer and looser already.

The sliding glass door threw me immediately on edge, and I whipped around to see Ginny ambling out to join me. She carried a big bag of Chipotle that must've just gotten delivered. Her hair was a mess, but she looked indescribably pure in only her sleep clothes.

"Oh my gosh, hi," her whole face went bright red. "I didn't think you would still be here. Did you sleep on the couch?"

"Yeah," I answered truthfully. I wasn't going to be the one to tell her what happened before I fell asleep. "I was gonna head out in a second, just charging my phone."

"Sounds good! Please stay as long as you want though, you have definitely earned it." Ginny sat down on the opposite chair and took a long drag from her vape.

"I appreciate it." I wasn't going to stick around forever, but just chilling on the balcony with Ginny's company? That sounded like as smooth of an introduction for my Saturday as I could hope for.

As long as I didn't say anything about Bella.... It would definitely have to come up, but maybe not right now.

Ginny opened her food, setting the chips and guac on a little side table between us to share. We chit-chatted about plans for the rest of the weekend -- Ginny swore she wasn't drinking again tonight after the events of the night before.

"Look I'm really sorry about how everything went down," she began in a noticeably solemn tone. "Last night. That's normally not the type of girl that I am."

"You don't have to apologize at all," I reassured her. "Everyone gets too drunk some times. We all do silly things we regret the next day. But you made it home safe and unscathed which is all that matters in the long run."

"Thank you," Ginny blushed at my kind words. "But I do have to apologize. You shouldn't have had to help out some random drunk girl or carry her home."

"You weren't just a random drunk girl, you were someone who needed help. And I was just in a spot to be able to do that."

"You are way too humble," Ginny shook her head. "You went above and beyond."

Her words lingered, the genuineness clear. I was happy that she was so loved by me helping, but I'd just done what I hoped anyone would do in my position.

The Asian girl passed me over part of her quesadilla as we peacefully shared the food and some hits of nicotine. Ginny had an easygoing presence about her that just made me feel utterly welcomed. She was easy to talk to as well.

And that tight little body... it was hard to ignore under her small form-fitting clothes. But shit, I wasn't thinking about that right now.

"You know, I was really excited to be with you last night," Ginny started. "It wasn't just the alcohol."

"I was excited to be with you too," I smiled back. It had been clear the whole night. I was glad her desire hadn't died with the morning sun.

"I think I was so excited that I got a little nervous. I took an extra shot for confidence right before we left and that was just too much."

"It's okay, I'm glad you were excited. And it's a lesson in the powers of tequila."

Ginny damn-near retched at the very mention of the liquor. "God, yes. A hard lesson I won't forget."

Silence fell on us for a long moment as we finished off Ginny's food.

"Bella's at work right?" Ginny asked me, and I nodded. "She'll be gone all morning. And you don't have anything until dinner with your friends later tonight?"

I nodded again. Where was she going with this? I certainly wasn't complaining about spending more time with her.

"Then it's just us!" Ginny grinned. I stayed silent, letting her take this conversation where she wanted it to go. "What should we do?"

It seemed like she had an answer in mind.

"I don't know, what do you want to do?"

A sly smile dawned over Ginny's face.

"I mean, you probably came here last night imagining you'd end up in bed with me."

Wow, she really was leading us there. I gave only a subdued smile back. I wasn't going to press us in any direction: this was Ginny's scene to direct if she desired.

"I know that's what I was imagining." She was staring right at me. I tried to look intrigued without fully betraying my eagerness at this development. "I still am...."

This girl was forward. She knew exactly what she wanted. I loved it. A soft smile grew in my cheeks, and I didn't need to say anything.

She was going to lead. All I had to do was not fumble.

Ginny took her next step.

"I desperately need to shower though. If you need one too...." she trailed off, having given me the gaping opening to proceed.

"Yeah I probably should," I replied back, partially stifling the wide grin that wanted to engulf my whole face.

"Let's go then!" Ginny perked up, taking my hand to lead us off the balcony. The similarities to how last night had unfolded were unmistakable in my mind.

I walked behind her to the bathroom, and Ginny was turning on the shower. Were we about to do this?

Without an ounce of hesitation, Ginny grabbed the hem of her tank and drew it overhead. Her tiny tits sprung free, putting her little tan nipples on prominent display. A toned torso led down to the waistband of her pajamas, which were now descending down her taut thighs and into a pool on the floor.

Ginny stepped free, totally naked. Her tan body had a magnetic pull, begging me to worship it. She was so lithe, petite, a marked contrast from Bella's plump and curvy frame.

"You gonna shower in those?" Ginny teased me. I'd been too busy checking her out to disrobe myself. In a flash, my clothes were on the floor too, and I was naked in front of the second girl in the past 12 hours.

"Hmm, lovely," Ginny's eyes scanned my form lecherously, settling for a brief moment on my flaccid penis. "Now come here."

She dragged me into the shower, the hot water hammering against our skin and cleansing us.

"Ohh that's perfect," Bella took a long sigh out. We stood in the stream, attempting very poorly to disguise the looks of lust at each other's bodies. I just wanted to hug and press her tight, squeeze her whole dainty body. For her part, the bubbly girl looked as if she wanted to fuck me right there.

We moved forward together, colliding in a silent, steamy kiss.

Her lips were wet and smooth. Our mouths glided over one another, greeting passionately and exploring every ripple, every curve.

Ginny pressed her body to mine and we hugged warmly for a long while, kissing each other's neck and cheeks. Our mouths wandered back together and our tongues roamed. We explored, trading flavors and saliva.

I hoped my breath didn't taste too strongly of Bella still. Would her roommate notice?

Clearly not, with how ardently she was kissing me, pulling me into her.

I had to wind down our kiss a minute later for a break from the searing water.

"Will you wash me?" Ginny asked, unstirred by the heat. "While I do my hair?"

"Of course," I replied. I'd never showered with someone before. I hadn't imagined I'd get to soap up her entire body.

She handed me the body wash, and I went to work on her back while the girl shampooed her short hair.

My hands trailed over her toned muscles, down her spine, resting on her firm ass. I massaged the soap into her butt, taking a little (a lot) more extra time than I needed. Ginny giggled in approval.

I continued my journey down the backs of her legs, her feet, and reaching around to get her calves and thighs too. My fingers trailed near her vulva, but I strayed away. Too forward, for now.

"Hmm, that was lovely," she purred and rinsed the shampoo out of her hair. "Can you get my front now?"

She spun around to face me, a red flush overtaking her tan skin. I couldn't say no that perky smile.

I stood close, caressing her neck and shoulders gently as I rubbed in new suds.

Bella closed her eyes to scrub her face while I massaged her collarbone, her chest. My hands found her small, pert breasts, cupping and squeezing and fondling the soap into her skin. Bella sighed as my fingers pinched her teeny nipples, bringing them out erect.

I lingered on her chest for a long minute after it was fully-soaped, relishing the feel of the Asian girl's body and her soft sighs under the water.

"I think they're clean," Ginny informed me playfully, finishing up the conditioner in her short hair.

"Just making sure," I played back, and she leaned forward to steal a quick kiss.

She rinsed the conditioner and I re-soaped, running my hands over her stomach, her ribcage. I felt her core tighten as my hands worked further down, spreading the bubbles to her waist, her hips, down towards the trimmed tuft of black hair....

My fingers brushed over Ginny's hair, teasing the soap in and making her hips twitch. I was about to end my tease and return up when Ginny grabbed one of my wrists and moved my hand down, over her mound, until the tips of my fingers were resting on her clit.

"Oh god," she sighed, eyes closed under the water. She looked euphoric. I began to stroke my fingers, running up and down and in circles over Ginny's hardening button.

"Oh Alden!" her eyes opened with desire, and she was pulling me into her, driving us together in a hot kiss. Our bodies stumbled back, pinning Ginny against the glass wall behind my body.

"Yes!" she breathed and ground her hips down against my flitting fingers.

I stroked the length of her slit, gliding through her subtle labia and gauging the wetness of her honeypot. Ginny was grasping at me, hugging me tightly into our salacious French kiss.

My fingers journeyed back up to her clit, circling around the engorged nub with fervor as our kiss spiraled. Ginny's hips were going wild, extracting every ounce of pleasure she could from my touch.

"I want you!" she begged in my ear. Her hand reached for my cock, stroking my erection full in a second. Her fingers tickled down my base to my balls, cupping and massaging the sac, before venturing back up to stroke me and guide our hips together.

With the height difference, it would've been impossible, but luckily there was a three or four-inch riser running along the edge of the shower that Ginny could step back onto. If I bent my knees enough, my cock could angle at her slit properly. Ginny guided my rod forward, snuggling my head against her hot entrance. My hips urged forward and up, and I began pressing in.

Ginny was tight, really tight. I pushed forward, but I could feel her flesh struggling to give in. Ginny's core was tensing. I wiggled my hips just a little more, fighting to break past the tight ring and slip inside.

Ginny gasped, and her walls gave way. My head burrowed inside her wet twat, and my shaft followed.

"Oh fuck!" she murmured, clutching at my shoulders. Her grip dug in tightly, holding me close to her as she adjusted to my prick.

"God," she mumbled, "you feel good."

"So do you." My hands massaged her sides, her waist.

I began to ease my hips forward, starting very gently with the girl. She was really tight, and there was a lot of friction, even though I could tell how wet she was. The water might not have been helping our cause....

My hips rocked into hers for a long minute, slowly finding a smooth rhythm. Ginny's head was back, breathing slowly. Her lips twitched whenever I fully buried within her.

The shower water was definitely not helping though. Our flesh was almost sticking together.

Ginny placed a hand on my chest and gently pressed me away, out of her. "Can we go to my room?"

"Of course," I smiled. "I haven't actually washed yet," I realized though.

"Well wash quickly! I'm all done, just meet me in my room."

Ginny brought me into another kiss and slipped out of the shower to towel off her delicate frame.

I soaped and scrubbed and shampooed as quickly as I could, but it still took me a few minutes. My erection was half-flaccid by the time I got out and dried myself off.

The second I opened the bedroom door, I was growing again though.

Ginny was on her bed, knees spread, brown slit exhibited gloriously. An eggplant purple wand was buzzing away at her clit.

"Come here," Ginny beckoned, and I dropped my towel.

As I approached the bed, she came up to her knees at the edge, bringing me into a hot kiss. She kept the wand going between her thighs, and her other hand moved to my dick, stroking my erection full with a hungry touch.

When I was achingly hard, the girl broke our kiss and flipped over onto all fours, presenting her firm butt and prim slit to me. The wand stayed at her clit.

"Fuck me," she pleaded. Her hips wiggled.

I settled behind her on my knees, gripping her ass and letting my head brush her tiny lips.

The buzzing of the vibrator increased, urging me on. I positioned my cock at her waiting entrance and slid inside her again.

"Ohhhh, yes!" Ginny mewled. It was much easier to fuck her now, whether from the vibrator warming her up or just not being in the shower. My cock slid in and out of her, retreating halfway before plunging back in each time.

Ginny was moaning and backing her hips up against me. Her twat was lusciously dripping, bathing my cock in a cocoon of warm juices. Her walls flexed snugly around my every ridge.

My balls were pulsing, brushing against the vibrating wand with every thrust in. It was a soft, tingly buzz to my undercarriage, but it spurred me on further. I was grinding into Ginny harder, burrowing as deep as I could.

"Yes, yes, just like that!" Ginny moaned, clutching the bedsheets. "Oh fuck, yes!"

The wand suddenly spiked in intensity, and the Asian girl's walls squeezed my cock. Her hips bucked, and she was cumming.

A long exhaling moan left her body, but her hips kept wriggling back against mine for more. Her wand was still right at her clit.

"Fuck me Alden! Hard! Please!"

I gripped her ass firmer and began pumping more vigorously, ramming my cock into her with force. Her walls were gripping me, stroking my shaft as I pistoned in and out.

"Yes, just like that! Keep going!" Ginny was gasping, groaning.

"Harder!" she begged. Damn, this girl was insatiable. My balls were slapping lewdly against her petite folds already.

I fired my hips up further, tightening my glutes to thrust with all my power into her. Ginny's pussy was gushing, making loud sloshing sounds as my cock rammed into it. Her vibrator was on full, buzzing in the background of our carnal grants and slapping flesh.

My stop was coming soon -- I could feel my balls pulsing and begging to release. I was tightening my pelvis as much as I could, but it wasn't going to be enough.

"Oh god yes keep going Alden! I'm so close!"

I grit my teeth, begging some deity for an extra ten seconds, fifteen seconds, twenty seconds. I hammered into Ginny, fucking her until the bed shook and she was spasming and crying out.

"Yessssss!!!" she came again, writhing and bucking and collapsing onto the bed. My cock was firing, bursting -- I pulled out and only needed one stroke for my load to erupt and all my energy with it.

Spurts of cum showered Ginny's ass and lower back, spotting her dark tan skin and casting shimmering trails where they ran. I grunted and fired my hips forward with each pulse of my climax, dying down slowly until just a few dribbles leaked out onto Ginny's butt.

"Holy shit," I gasped, collapsing onto the bed next to the girl. She was still panting, almost imperceptibly moaning. The vibrator had been tossed aside.

The dainty girl rolled onto her side and pressed back into me so we could cuddle. Her cum-covered ass rubbed against my torso and crotch, smearing our art everywhere and making a sticky mess of us. I'd have to shower again.

"Thank you," Ginny breathed with my arm wrapped around her. "Oh god, thank you, that was so good."

It was the second time a girl had thanked me for fucking her in the last day. In the same apartment! Was I crazy, or lucky, or cashing in on every bit of good karma I had?

"Thank you," I returned. "You're incredible. I was not expecting that."

Ginny giggled. "Well, we both wanted it. And were home alone together. I figured there wasn't any reason to let the end of last night get in the way of that."

"You're right," I smiled, wondering if she would feel the same way knowing that last night had ended with me cumming in her roommate's mouth.

But that would come out later.... Tonight, probably.

We cuddled for a few more minutes, enjoying our body heat and the last remnants of our wild encounter over the last night and day.

Unfortunately, I knew it would be better to leave before Bella got home, and I didn't know when that would be. I picked myself up off the bed, sharing a few final kisses with Ginny.

After two minutes in the shower to rinse the cum off ourselves, we both dried and dressed for the rest of the day.

For me, of course, that meant my cow onesie. My roommate was going to give me so much shit for showing up back home with it still on in the early afternoon.

Ginny gave me a kiss and her number at the door. She was sweet, and cute. And an amazing fuck. I liked her. She liked me too. But I'd have to wait to see how everything played out with her and Bella once the latter got home. There was a chance I wouldn't be seeing either of them again....

Worth it.

I took deep, refreshing breaths of the outside air as I waited for my Uber of shame back home. What a night. What a day.

***

8 AM sociology on Monday morning hit like a brick. There was a pit in my stomach, knowing Bella would walk in and sit at the same table as me.

Sure enough, the ginger strutted in at 7:56, wearing an unusually tight-fitting V-neck sweater, and took her seat next to me. I swallowed hard.

"So..." she began. Her face betrayed nothing. "Somebody's a player."

"I..." I stammered and blushed. "It was... it was her idea...."

Bella split into a smile and burst out laughing. "You're so cute," she giggled. "It's okay."

"Oh," I stuttered. That was not the response I had been expecting.

"Just tell me," the ginger had a devilish look in her eye. "When's the threesome?"

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