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Chapter 3: The Housewarming Party

I majorly tensed up when I heard the doorbell ring. Had we really been in the shower for an hour and a half? I know that time flies when you’re having fun, but this was ridiculous! Clara just laughed at my reaction. “That probably could've been ringing for the last few minutes and we still wouldn't have known."

"A few />
"Relax, Tiger. I said it could've been.” She said, switching back to my pet name. “Besides, did you think they didn't know what we planned to do last night?”

Well that didn’t help me relax! I’d been friends with them for years. This was one way to make it really awkward. I started before she cut me off. “I mean, they probably heard us from the />
“You are SO not helping, Clara.” Damn, I was blushing! I just had sex with a woman who said I had given her the best orgasm of her life, and I was blushing!

She chuckled lightly, “You okay waiting for me to take care of you until later? Or do want to make them wait and listen?”

“I can wait,” I said, immediately wondering why the hell I had said it. Hell, if someone else had said it on my behalf, they’d have gotten a broken nose for their opinion. I definitely didn’t want to wait for later, but what’s said is said.

“If you’re sure.” I nodded since I couldn't see a way to take back what I’d said. “Well, okay.” Was that disappointment I saw in her eyes, or was it just my own disappointment mirrored there? get you cleaned up, that’s why we’re in the shower right?”

“Well, one of the reasons,” I said. “I was only here to wash your back, but something tells me you had other motives.”

damn right,” she grinned. “Now stand still so I get you cleaned up. I really made a mess of you, but I'm glad you keep your pubes trimmed," she said as her eyes fell to my throbbing manhood. "Otherwise they'd be 'hard' to clean after what you did to me…"

“Just don’t take too long, or I might change my mind.” I said. Part of me was hoping she did exactly that, but to my disappointment she was all business. Well, almost all business. She spent a lot more time cleaning my lower body than was absolutely necessary, but before long she was done.

“Alright, out you go. Get dried off, get decent, and go say hi to our friends.”

“When should I tell them you’ll be out?”

“Well, I need to finish washing up so it'll probably be at least ten minutes, twenty if I do my makeup and hair. But at least ten until I look anything close to />
“I dunno, you look really sexy right

she gave me a peck on my lips. “Now get moving, you have to let them inside. Knowing you, you’ll want to do that after you get />
She opened the shower door and ushered me out. As I started to towel off, I could hear Clara humming happily as she washed her hair. When I was done, I wrapped the towel around my waist and crossed the hallway to my bedroom. I quickly opened up each of the drawers trying to find what I was looking for. I found my sock and boxer drawer, and rather than putting on the first one I could find, I looked for a specific pair.

“There you are,” I said grinning. It was a pair of dark orange boxers with black stripes. “Tiger stripes," I said to myself. I figured Clara would get a kick out of these. I pulled them on and adjusted my hardon so that it would be more difficult to notice. I put on a pair of jeans and a random t-shirt before hurrying to answer the door which had been ringing almost non-stop.

Hoping I looked presentable, I opened the door.

Sophie exclaimed, the new place?”

“Was the bed okay?” Abbie smirked. “Or did it take a while to get to sleep?” I had known that I'd be on the receiving end of a lot of teasing, but they made me blush a lot earlier than I’d expected. In the end I ignored both questions.

“Sorry it took me so long to get to the door,” I apologized. “I wasn’t finished in the shower and Clara still isn’t ready yet.” I left out the part about showering together. If they didn’t know, I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell them. “Come inside.” I stepped aside to allow them into the apartment.

“I’m sure you did,” Sophie laughed at my ever increasing embarrassment. After I closed the door behind them, she asked, />
“So?” I echoed. She crossed her arms instead of actually asking the question. That gave me the idea to mess with her. “So… sew buttons on a balloon get a big bang out of it?”

“He’s got you there, Sophie,” Abbie giggled as she elbowed her friend in the ribs.

“What do you mean? He just admitted there was some big bangin’ going on last night.” Sophie grinned triumphantly. “And probably this morning too, if I had to guess. Oh, I must be right!” She said as she pointed at my face. “See, he’s blushing even more now!”

I conceded, “but that’s enough out of the peanut gallery for now. We can talk later while we unpack.”

“But I have so many questions,” Sophie many times did you do it? What positions? Did you take care of her needs? Did you eat her out? Did the two of you talk dirty? What was your />
Abbie pulled Sophie out of the kitchen and over to a stack of boxes. get to work.”

Sophie stammered.

“Felix said we could talk while we unpacked,” Abbie said.

It wasn’t long after we opened the first box before Sophie prompted me once again, />
“We already went over the balloon thing,” I stated neutrally.

“Oh no you she snapped. “You said we could talk while we unpacked, and I’m going to hold you to that.”

I’d known it wasn’t going to be that simple to escape from their questions, but I still wasn’t entirely comfortable talking about it. Abbie might let me spill the beans at my own pace, but Sophie was not known for her patience. She was relentless when pursuing something she wanted. Whether it was a man, a new pair of shoes, or simply information, Sophie didn't rest until she got what she truly wanted. Still I had to try.

I said as I looked up from the current box and caught her eye. “I’m new to the dating world, but I don’t think it’s proper to share the details without her knowledge. When she comes out, I’ll tell you anything if it’s okay with Clara. If neither of us is comfortable answering a question,” I shrugged, “then I guess you’re out of luck, but that’s all I can offer.”

“Ugh, fine,” she groaned, “I can always count on you to ruin things by being />
Abbie objected. She was still the only one actually unpacking to this point. “He’s not the only logical one. I’m a computer programmer too, you know.”

Sophie responded, with the maturity for which I was usually known, by sticking out her tongue. “Yeah, but it was his first conquest. Guys are normally all excited to share every detail of that first night.”

“Has Felix ever been a guy?” Abbie laughed. Sophie, still pouting, joined Abbie and started to unpack. Abbie continued, “most of the guys who brag about their are total jerks.” She stuck a thumb in my direction. “They definitely aren’t gentlemen like this guy.”

We all looked up at the sound of a voice from the hallway, “Talking about my new boyfriend?”

Clara had walked in wearing what seemed to be her new favorite outfit, a bath towel. Her hair, which was still wet, was loosely draped across her shoulders. Events of the previous afternoon came to the forefront of my memory. Back then she didn’t have clean clothes to change into, but this time she was doing it solely for my benefit. Well, mostly my benefit.

“A towel? Damn girl, couldn't you find your clothes?” Abbie asked with a smug grin.

“Or did Felix tear them off so quickly they don’t work anymore?” Sophie teased with a matching smile.

Clara didn’t miss a beat, “Oh those? Felix likes this outfit better. Isn’t that right?”

Well, I wouldn’t want it said that I missed my cue. absolutely right,” I said as I leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. She returned it with a soft moan, showing our friends that their teasing wouldn’t embarrass her in the slightest.

Clara broke our kiss to peer around at Sophie and Abbie, who were staring openly, />
“Well, what?” Sophie asked.

“Well, keep unpacking.” Clara laughed. “We have to get everything unloaded, and Felix and I are busy right now. So I guess it’s up to you two.”

“Well, how about-” Abbie was a little flustered by this point and couldn’t deliver a proper comeback. Instead she let out a sigh, “Oh, just, get a room…” And with that she resumed unpacking boxes.

This prompted Clara to raise an eyebrow. “We had the whole apartment to ourselves until you two decided to show up early.”

WHAT!?

I turned to look at the clock in the kitchen. It was only 9:25 and they’d already been here for nearly ten minutes! They were early! What’s more, I was sure they had done it on purpose.

I glared daggers at the two. Sophie withered under my gaze. “It was Abbie’s idea,” any evidence of a smirk vanished in an instant.

“Oh no you Abbie said defensively. “I’m not taking the blame for your idiot idea.”

“I don’t care whose idea it was!” I tried not to shout, but I definitely raised my voice. “If you didn’t come up with it, you still agreed to it!”

“Felix, calm down,” Clara squeezed my arm lightly. “You know they didn’t mean any harm. They just thought it would be funny.”

I said. I was more than a little angry. “Because they showed up early I wasn’t able to-” I cut myself off once I remembered I had company.

“Oh Abbie gasped.

“You mean he Sophie said before her voice trailed off.

Clara shook her head. “Nope. He gave me the biggest orgasm of my life, and then the doorbell rang before I could take care of him.”

“Well, fuck…” they muttered as if in stereo. Their guilty faces would’ve put a basket of puppies to shame.

Sophie offered.

“Jesus, I’m so sorry, Felix.” Abbie echoed the sentiment.

I took a few deep breaths as I tried to calm down. “It’s okay you two.” I said at last. “I’m just a little… frustrated right now. In more ways than one, I suppose.”

They each muttered their thanks, but I wasn’t finished. “I expect the both of you to work really, really hard to get these unpacked. After that, we can all relax, maybe play some games, drink that mountain of alcohol Abbie bought yesterday.” That got them to giggle slightly. “Does that sound fair?” They nodded and got back to work unpacking.

Clara muttered from her place on my arm. “Remind me never to make you angry.”

“I’m not really angry, just a little… peeved.” I said after finding what probably still wasn’t the right word.

“I know, and just look at how scared they got from you being Angry is probably on a whole other level.”

She was probably right. I didn’t get angry often. When I did it wasn’t pleasant for those I was angry at. I rarely lost my cool, and I wasn’t one of those people who shouted and ranted when angry. It was more of a quiet fury. One time, after I’d been furious with David for some reason, he said it was like I was a classic Bond villain. Apparently, I actually seemed close to calm, but each word was so deliberate and precise it made me seem far more angy than relaxed. In general, if I was angry at you, it's likely you deserved it.

This wasn’t my finest moment since I was angry for selfish reasons. They did cause more than a small inconvenience by deliberately arriving early, but they were my friends regardless. I walked over to Sophie who was once again unpacking another box of movies.

“Find any dirty movies yet?” I asked jokingly.

“No,” Sophie sighed before adding, “Can I check your hard drives? I’m sure I’d have more luck.”

you dare!” I said in feigned horror. Well, it was mostly feigned. “You don’t want to see the kind of stuff programmers look at!”

Abbie admitted. “The stuff we watch would… Let’s just say it can get a little weird.”

Sophie laughed, “now I’m curious. Where’re your hard drives?”

“Maybe later,” I lied. There was no way I was going to watch my stash with friends. “Besides, it’s encrypted. There’s no way anyone but me could access it. Well, Abbie could probably get through, I suppose.” I admitted after a brief pause.

she muttered. “So what kind of stuff do you watch?”

“Well, it’s probably stuff you wouldn’t understand too well,” Abbie said.

Sophie just waited for a real answer, so I decided to mess with her again. “It’s true. You’ve seen The Matrix right?”

“Of course! Well just the first

the only good Matrix,” I pointed out. “Well you remember Tank right?”

“The tech guy right?”

“The operator, yes,” I corrected. “Well he could only view the matrix in computer code.”

“O Clara groaned from across the room, obviously seeing where this was going. I could tell Abbie also knew exactly where I was going, because she was failing to hide an enormous grin. Sophie, however, sat listening intently.

“Well, he was able to decipher the computer code into actual images. He could tell when a hot chick was walking by in the matrix just from looking at the code. So yeah,” I shrugged, “It’s kinda like that.”

“Fuck you!” Sophie shouted, realizing she’d been had. “That has to be a lie!”

“Of course it is!” Abbie laughed. “Reading code isn’t a fun way to relax and ‘take care of />
“But dreaming in code is the worst,” I pointed out.

Sophie said. no way you can dream in code.”

Abbie blew out her breath before saying, “Yes we can, and it’s frikkin’

I had to agree with Abbie. “Waking up after a full night’s sleep and still feeling like you pulled an all nighter isn’t on the list of my favorite things.” It was definitely a stressful night’s sleep when you only dream in code. Normally I only had that issue if I went to bed while working on a big project, but even those few times were definitely unpleasant.

After hearing the truth Sophie still didn’t know what to believe, “If you guys are pulling my leg, I’m gonna kick both of you in the crotch,” threatened Sophie.

“Fair enough,” Abbie shrugged.

My voice cracked slightly in surprise. not fair at all!”

Clara said, crossing her arms, “I’ll need him later. All of him.” she added with a wink.

Abbie said. “Felix and I aren’t pulling your leg Sophie.”

Sophie said at last. Then, looking at me she added, “Looks like your family jewels are safe.”

Clara replied. “Crushed gemstones aren’t nearly as useful.” Yikes! That definitely made me wince.

Sophie continued . “Why doesn’t Clara have to help us unpack?”

We all looked over to Clara who was standing by the couch in her towel, “Excuse me?” she asked rhetorically. “I’m not even dressed yet, Towels aren’t the best thing to wear for unpacking.” she pointed out as if she wasn’t to blame for her current outfit.

“Well go get dressed, you lazy bumpkin! You’re just making it for Felix.” Abbie laughed before receiving a well deserved glare from me. She added quickly.

“Well, maybe I’ll just help unpack naked.” Clara said causing both of the other girls to giggle.

“Oh no you I said. As much as I would enjoy her beautiful body, I knew that wouldn’t help me be productive. I crossed my arms and continued, “If you do that, the only people unpacking will be Sophie and Abbie.”

Abbie exclaimed, “Why just us?”

I began, “best case scenario, I carry Clara off to my bedroom and leave our two friends out here unpacking while they listen in.”

Sophie groaned breathily. the best case scenario? What’s the worst?”

“I ravish her right here, right now, and fuck her in front of you both.”

What I saw in Clara’s eyes caused me to worry. Her eyes shimmered with a mischievous glint that told me she might actually follow through with that plan. I was serious about what I’d probably do. If she stripped down right now, I was probably going to lose control of my inhibitions entirely. I don’t know what the difference was between today and the past, but she now had that effect on me.

I lusted after her. I was infatuated by her. I felt like I was in love with her.

I tried to interrupt any fiendish plans she had by continuing. “As much as I want to do that with you right now, it would be incredibly rude of us to leave our friends to unpack my stuff.” Damn, I really didn’t want to say this next part, but I did anyway. “So please, Clara, go put on some clothes. Then come back to help us.”

Clara’s face was a battleground of emotion. She clearly wanted to spend more time alone with me in a manner that mere friends couldn’t, but she couldn’t deny the logic behind my statement. she muttered, stomping her bare foot to emphasize the point. With an accusing stare she added, better make this up to me. />
I agreed.

Clara walked off down the hallway in a huff, leaving the three of us out in the living room to unpack. We all simply stared after her until she closed the bedroom door none too gently.

Abbie said after a moment. “who the hell is this guy who replaced Felix?”

“What do you mean by that?” Sophie asked.

“Could you have ever imagined Felix being that forward with a lady?”

“I suppose you’re right,” Sophie nodded. “He’s never been that bold with people. I mean, it took weeks for him to be comfortable after we met in the />
“You thought that was a long time? In high school he was barely able to talk to people who he wasn’t friends with. More so if they were women.”

“You know,” I began, before I continued in mimic by talking in the third person, “Felix is right here, and he can hear everything you’re saying.”

They both laughed somewhat nervously at my joke. "I suppose we should keep unpacking?” Abbie asked. “I suppose,” Sophie agreed.

And so, we continued unpacking. A few minutes later, Clara showed up wearing her clothes from the day before. She joined us, and the four of us resumed unpacking, chatting all the while. After a few hours, we’d made great progress, so we decided to take a short break for lunch and eat the leftover pizza from yesterday. After lunch we got back to unpacking. We continued to chat about nothing in particular, and by five o’clock, we were finished.

My apartment now looked totally habitable. The shelves were organized with books, magazines, and movies. The sitting room furniture was arranged so that it would allow us to talk just as easily as watch movies. The spare bedroom was used for storage as well as computer usage. I had a desk set up to be used for work just as much as play. The master bedroom and bathroom were now organized as well as could be. All in all, it was really nice for a first pad.

It was home.

Sophie groaned as she collapsed on the couch. finally />
tired already?” Abbie teased. “We still have a metric crap-ton of liquor to take care of tonight.” She pointed at the bottles that we’d arranged on the table. This evening was going to be fun, that’s for sure. Abbie had purchased more alcohol than we normally went through in a handful of parties. All for a single housewarming party.

“And how much is a ‘metric crap-ton?” Clara asked as she wound her arm around my waist.

I put my arm around her shoulder and gave her a light squeeze. “About half a shitload,” I smiled as I kissed her on the forehead.

Sophie shot up, suddenly rejuvenated. get this party />
Sophie was always ready for a party, but I had other plans. “Not yet,” I said.

Felix!” Sophie whined. “Why not?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the disappointment on her face. “We need to eat supper before we go crazy. Otherwise we’ll all pass out before we can even make a dent.” I looked at each of them in turn as I said. “Besides, I have to take three ladies out to dinner to thank them for helping me move into my new place.”

Clara rested her head on my shoulder as she asked, “Where are we going?”

“That nice Italian place called />
“Jesus, that place is expensive!” Abbie said in shock.

“Well, you three helped me move in, and that’s definitely worth it. Besides,” I reasoned, “it’s a lot cheaper if you drink water rather than wine.”

Sophie exclaimed. “Why can’t we have any alcohol with supper?”

I raised my eyebrows incredulously and made a point to look at the table almost covered in booze. I asked.

"Fair point," she admitted.

“Um, Felix," Clara said softly. "We’re not really dressed for any place that expensive.”

“It’s okay. Edwardo’s is really dark and most of the tables can be closed off by curtains,” I pointed out. “So let’s go. I’m the chauffeur by the way,” I added with a wink.

Abbie called.

I just shook my head, “Nope, my girlfriend gets the front seat.”

After a short bit of grumbling, the three girls walked out the door with me.

Edwardo’s wasn’t that far away, but it did take a few minutes to find a place to park. While it’s true we were underdressed for the place, I had a reservation and we were seated almost immediately. We were seated at a round table in a corner where most of the light literally came from the candles on the tabletop. The girls decided that we didn’t need to close the curtains because it was so dark and people wouldn’t really be looking at us

Our waiter, Bocelli, (I’ll be damned if that was his real name, but that’s what his nametag said.) gave us glasses of water. After taking our salad orders he asked us, “Is this on separate bills or all />
I suppose we did look out of place with our less than formal attire. “Just one check please,” I raised my hand. “I’m taking my moving crew out for dinner.” That comment earned me a punch on each arm, from Clara on my left and Abbie on my right. “Ouch, joking.” I muttered before correcting myself, “I’m taking my FRIENDS out for dinner.” This time I only got a punch on the left from Clara. “Oh, right, I’m taking my I stared dramatically at Clara, “and two of my other FRIENDS,” now it was time Abbie and Sophie turn to receive a stare, “out for dinner.”

“Very good sir,” Bocelli smiled in what seemed to be genuine amusement. “I’ll be back with your salads in a few />
“Move in crew?” Sophie hissed from the other side of the table.

“Just Clara elbowed me in the ribs.

“First of all,” I addressed Sophie first. “If you expected me to be serious just because I have my own apartment now, you’re going to be very I turned to Clara with a very different look, “And Clara, I’m sorry. That was a genuine slip of the tongue, and I apologize.” I squeezed her hand to emphasize my sincerity.

okay, Tiger.” she kissed my cheek before whispering in my ear. “I’m sure you can find a way to use a ‘slip of your tongue’ of yours to make it up to me.” I probably should’ve been worried about the other two hearing that remark, but I found myself far too excited to care.

Abbie asked. that about?”

her pet name for me.” I explained. “It took her a bit to find one that worked.”

“Not that long,” Clara protested.

After a moment of thought, Abbie replied, “I can think of worse names.”

“Like or ‘little Sophie offered.

“Or ‘Mr. Chuckle />
“Stop it you two,” Clara laughed. “Tiger works fine.”

I agreed before looking to my right, “Really, Abbie? Chuckle berry?”

“Yeah, do you like it?”

“No! God no!” I said to a chorus of laughs around the table.

While we were still laughing, returned with a tray full of salads. After he’d placed them in front of us he asked, “Is there anything else I can get you for now?” When we shook our heads he continued, “Just call if you need anything. The chef wanted me to tell you that your meals should be out in under ten />
“Thanks Bocelli,” Sophie gave him her most dazzling smile. “These salads look great.”

very welcome, miss,” he returned her smile. “Do you want me to close the curtains to give you some />
Clara reached into my lap and gave my dick a squeeze, “Maybe a little privacy would be a good thing.” I jerked forward in my seat causing all three of the girls to laugh.

the waiter smiled and shook his head as he closed the curtain. He poked his head back through and added, “Just don’t get too wild.”

His head receded from between the curtains. “What the hell was that for?” I asked Clara. in public and at a very fancy restaurant. I don’t want to get kicked out.”

“Relax Tiger,” she said soothingly. not gonna do anything to crazy. I just wanted to give you some P.D.A.”

“Public Displays of Affection, really?” I asked incredulously. “What, are we in high school or />
“To be fair, Felix.” Abbie chimed in. “You didn’t really get any of that in high school. So maybe Clara’s trying to make up for that,” she shrugged.

Sophie reasoned, “he seemed fine with it. Maybe even a little />
just imagining things,” I mumbled, unsure if she actually was. Either way, I figured now was a good time to change the subject. “So what do you ladies want to do for our party />
“Get wasted,” the hardest partier, Sophie, suggested.

“Play games,” our group tactician, Abbie, proposed.

“Go right to bed,” my girlfriend said as she gave my leg a squeeze.

I said as I looked Clara in the eye. “So what games do we want to play?” I asked as I addressed the other two.

Abbie blurted out. She loved to play strategy games.

“Oh no,” Clara groaned. “Why not Apples to Apples or Cards Against Humanity. Drinking and strategy do not go hand in hand.”

“Oh, Abbie whined. “Drunk Risk is the best! Besides, you two almost beat Felix and me when we were half passed out.”

“Sorry, Abbie. I don’t think we’re playing that kind of game tonight,” I told her.

“Fine, fine,” Abbie said. “What about you, Sophie? What do you want to play?”

Sophie took a long sip of water as she thought about it. A smile stole across her face as she leaned back and crossed her arms. “Truth or Dare,” she stated finally.

I said dully. that a game for horny college kids?”

“Alright then, Felix,” she replied. play truth or dare only on the condition that you’ve never played it before,” she said with a sly grin. “So, have you played it?”

Never. I’d never played Truth or dare. Not a single time in high school, and not once while I was in college. I was a social recluse remember? “No,” I confessed, “I’ve never played before.”

“Well then it’s settled,” Sophie said gleefully. “Tonight is Felix’s first game of truth or dare. And believe me,” she said looking at Clara and me in turn, “I’ve got lots of questions for the pair of you.”

“I knew you weren’t asking enough questions while we unpacked,” I pointed a finger at her accusingly. “Were you planning this all day?”

Sophie crossed her arms and smirked in satisfaction, “maybe not. Either way, this is going to be a blast.”

Abbie cupped her face in between her hands, “Dear God. One guy, three chicks, and a ton of booze… This is going to be a wild housewarming party.”

“I know,” Sophie’s smile grew, Her eyes widened as she added, “It’s gonna be amazing.”

“Jesus, Sophie,” I said. “How do you make everything sound like it has a sexual />
“Oh, I find a way.” she replied in a sultry tone.

gonna need some ground rules,” said Abbie. “Some of us, well, all of us,” she corrected herself, “are in />
“That is a new problem for us, isn’t it,” I mused aloud.

Clara cocked an eyebrow in my direction. “Our relationship is already a problem?” She smiled a bit to soften the blow, but I felt hollow in the pit of my stomach none the less.

I took her hand and squeezed it in apology. With a small smile I listed the first step of what I’d just done, “Step one, open mouth?”

The rest of the table droned automatically in response, “Step two, insert foot.”

“You know,” said Clara, gonna have to shorten that phrase if you use it too much. But Abbie’s right. We should some rules for the game />
Sophie muttered under her breath.

“The rules don’t limit the dares,” Clara said in an attempt to placate her friend. just to make sure we don’t do something to jeapordize our love lives.”

‘Love lives.’ The phrase struck me like a mallet. Maybe I wasn’t the only one who felt that way. No, I reminded myself, that’s a common way to refer to relationships. Why was I so earnestly looking for some confirmation of my feelings being returned? I suppose I shouldn’t have been so wrapped up by my emotions, but in my defense it was my first real relationship.

“Those rules sound good to you, Felix?” Abbie’s question snapped me out of my introspective train of thought.

I said stupidly. “Sorry, I kind of zoned out for a few minutes there.”

“Did your ADD make you lose your train of thought?” Abbie smirked.

That was normal for me. While my other disorders were very well managed, my ADD was probably the most prevalent issue. The meds helped somewhat, but simply put they didn’t solve things entirely. They were used to me zoning out in the middle of a conversation, but they usually didn’t didn’t take offense at it.

“I didn’t lose the thought train. I just switched directions, changed lines, bought a plane ticket, got on a boat />
“Thought so,” Abbie nodded as I confirmed her suspicions. “We just wanted to know if the rules we came up with were okay with you.”

I confirmed before asking. “So, what are the rules?”

“You don’t want to know the rules you’re agreeing to first?” Sophie laughed.

“I don’t read the iTunes agreement, but I say yes to that,” I pointed out.

“Fair point,” Sophie conceded. “Oh, looks like you’ll have to wait to hear what you agreed to.”

I looked up and saw that Bocelli had returned with our meals. I’d ordered a chicken pasta bake that I liked; Sophie some kind of lasagna; Clara a shrimp pasta; and Abbie a chicken alfredo. “Anything else I can get you while I’m here?” the waiter asked.

Clara took a whiff of her meal and asked, “Mouth wash?”

A ghost of a smile tried to spread across his face. “Does it have too much garlic, miss? Would you like another dish made with less?”

“Heavens no,” she laughed. “I love the taste of garlic. It’s their terrible breath that I can’t stand.”

Bocelli, who had maintained his professional attitude well up until this point, nearly lost control as he failed to stifle a laugh. “I’ll see if we have some extra mints for the table,” he chuckled. He shook his head, smiling as he walked away.

“I get the feeling we’re not his normal clientele,” said Abbie.

“No, really?” Clara said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. “Dressed, the way we are, acting the way we are, and you say we don’t fit in? I can't believe it.”

“Lets just eat,” I laughed. “Besides, I want to hear what rules you ladies set up for tonight.” The other three agreed and we began to eat. They took turns telling me about the rules for the game.

The rules were pretty simple. Every Truth had to be answered no matter what. If the Dare only included you, then it also had to be completed. However,if the Dare required two or more people, there was an opportunity to decline on the basis of staying true to our significant other. If there was something that we were dared to do with someone else, either party could opt out if they thought it went too far. Obviously this had to be done within reason, and if overused could be vetoed by the rest of the group. Last but not least, any dare between myself and Clara had to be completed.

I’d already accepted the terms without knowing what they were, and hearing them didn’t make me want to renege on my word, but the last rule did cause me to feel a bit of hesitation. It wasn’t the Dare that had me worried but the audience. I was comfortable doing anything with Clara, anything for or to her as well, but doing that in front of my friends could get super awkward to say the least. In the end I just had to hope that neither Sophie nor Abbie would ask us to do anything too wild.

“So Tiger, you okay with those rules?” Clara asked finally after she had finished eating.

“I already accepted the terms and arrangements didn’t I?” I asked through my last mouthful of pasta.

she took my hand in hers. “As long as you’re okay with it.”

“Let me put it this way,” I gave her hand a light squeeze. “I’m comfortable with it if you are. If you’re not I gave a small shrug, “I wouldn’t be comfortable either.”

“Thank you, Felix,” she said softly as she leaned in close for a short kiss. I don’t think either of us wanted a kiss that tasted like garlic, so it was close-lipped and pretty modest. Even so it wasn’t the greatest time for Bocelli to walk up with the bill.

“So that’s why you wanted mouthwash,” he said with the smallest hint of a smirk. Abbie and Sophie cackled with glee as Clara and I both blushed slightly. Apparently she could withstand any jibes from her friends without a reaction, but a stranger was another story entirely. “Here you go, sir. I can take it from you whenever you’re ready.” He said as he handed me the bill. I took a look at the total. For the quality of restaurant and number of people, I was pleasantly surprised that it wasn’t over eighty dollars.

“You ladies can go out to the car, if you’d like,” I suggested. “I’ll be out after I pay for dinner.”

“Are you sure?” Abbie asked.

“Yeah, we can wait.” Clara agreed.

“I won’t be long. Besides,” I shrugged, something I want to ask the waiter.”

“If you’re sure,” said Clara. I nodded. “Okay then, let’s go out to the car while he pays for his ‘move in crew.’ I’ll go to the convenience store that’s next door to buy some />
As the trio walked towards the door, I heard Sophie ask Clara, really hoping for some adventurous Dares for the two of you, aren’t you. Wow, Abbie, just look at Clara’s smile! Maybe we should pick up />
I couldn’t make anything else out after that. A few minutes later Bocelli returned to pick up my credit card. I figured now was as good a time as any, so I asked him my first question. “We really weren’t your normal type of customers, were we.” I guess that one was less of a question, but I still wanted to know.

“You were different,” he said at last,“but I enjoyed serving the four of you />
“Different, huh?” I laughed. almost as bad as />
“I suppose that does sound a little rude,” he amended quickly. “I actually found your table refreshingly normal. You didn’t act all stuffy and try to fit in. I admire the fact that you were comfortable even though you were likely out of your comfort zone.”

“I’m a good actor,” I remarked with my best deadpan expression.

the waiter laughed, “you were funny enough to make me laugh. That makes a good evening in my books.”

I said, “One last question.” He just waited for me to continue, “Is Bocelli your real name?”

“Oh, God no!” he exclaimed. “Oops, please excuse my language sir. My real name is Jonathan, or John. The owner wants us to seem like a genuine Italian staff, so we all get these goofy names.” His smile faltered when he realized what he’d said, “Please don’t tell my boss I said that.”

“Why would I do that?” I asked rhetorically. “Maybe if your service was poor, but nope, my lips are sealed.”

he bowed his head slightly to show his appreciation. “I’ll be back with your receipt.”

True enough, he returned a couple minutes later. I gave him a tip, not an extravagant one but it was decently sized. I made my way out to the car and waited for my friends to return from the store. A few minutes later, they walked out of the CVS carrying one bag each.

“Did you get one of each flavor?” I asked sarcastically.

“No, don’t be silly. The shoes were on sale,” Abbie responded with an appropriately sized eye roll.

I suppose I should’ve expected sarcasm in return. let’s get going,” I sighed. As I pulled out onto the main street, I decided to ask again. “So what did you get? I mean, that can’t all be />
“Oh, you know…. stuff,” Clara said ambiguously.

I shook my head to emphasize my frustration. “If only there was some way I could get you to answer that question truthfully. Like a game where you had to tell the truth, unless of course you chose-”

“Fine, fine.” Clara said. “I’ll tell you what we bought.”

“I got the mouthwash!” Abbie volunteered. “They almost forgot it.”

“Did not!” Sophie protested. “We just wanted to get the other stuff first.”

“The other stuff

for Truth or Dare,” Sophie said. Apparently, she actually thought that was an answer.

“But truth or dare doesn’t need any- Screw it. I’ll just find out

“Trust me,” Clara laughed, enjoy it.”

Well that just made me more curious. But despite my best efforts, they didn’t tell me anything more throughout the entire ride back to the apartment. I offered to carry the bags in, but they seemed to think, correctly, that I had some ulterior motive. I followed them up the stairs.

Prior to that weekend, I had tried to avoid any overt glances at their bodies. I don’t know what was different about today, but now I was just admiring the view of the three ladies who were in front of me. Abbie was definitely the most slender. She didn’t have curves like the other two, but her legs were definitely well toned. Sophie was probably as close to Abbie’s opposite as you can get. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t fat or even chubby, but her weight was in all the right places. I’ve never considered myself an ass man, but even I would have to admit that it was a great one. Finally there was my new girlfriend, Clara. Her ass wasn’t as firm as Abbie’s or as shapely as Sophie’s, but in my eyes it completed her as the perfect woman.

We were at the door to my apartment long before I was done admiring the three women before me. I unlocked the door and we walked into my new home. Before I’d even closed the front door, Sophie asked, “Who wants what to drink?”

“A pitcher of screw drivers should satisfy me for the night,” said Abbie.

“Jesus, a pitcher?” Sophie said. She looked impressed. “Well how about you Clara?”

“Hm, how many Mike’s do we have left?”

“Five regular lemonade and six Sophie answered.

I didn’t know Abbie had bought cherry. That was my favorite kind, so I spoke up, “I’ll take a Mike’s Cherry />
“Alright then, Felix. Are you going to have more than one this time?”

“You know I I sighed in frustration.

such a Sophie groaned in frustration.

“My meds make the alcohol much more potent that it would for you.” I said reasonably. “I mean, I didn’t even finish my drink from last night, and I woke up in bed with a woman that I’d been dating less than a day.”

“Hey if you’re going to talk about me, at least let me get my drink order in,” Clara gave me a wink. “I’ll help finish off whatever Felix doesn’t drink, and then tackle the rest of the Mike’s if l still want more, I’ll help Abbie finish off her />
“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Sophie said as her face lit up with excitement. “Seriously Felix, at least have two drinks. Each counts as four right? So two should be fine-”

“The first drink counts as four,” I interrupted. “The second drink is another eight, the third is sixteen, and so on and so on.”

“Gah, I hate math! Then just have two. I drank more than that before when I-”

“Alcohol isn’t the only problem,” I pointed out. “Alcohol also increases the potency of my actual medications. Even though those don’t go up at the same rate, it’s still not a good thing.” Sophie’s face fell. I hadn’t expected her to be so disappointed. She wasn't trying to get me drunk, she just wanted to make sure I had a good time. “Tell you what,” I said. “I’ll drink one full bottle of hard lemonade and then I’ll share a bottle with Clara.” A smile lit her face back up while I was still talking.

I continued, “I need you three to make absolutely sure that I have no more to drink than that.” I looked each of them in the eye to make sure they knew how serious I was. “Having more than that is seriously dangerous for me. I need each of you to promise me that you’ll cut me off no matter how much I want more to drink. Deal?”

They each nodded solemnly in agreement. “We />
“Alright then,” I smiled, get this party />
My smile seemed to be infectious as they each started smiling with me. A few minutes later we were in the living room drinks in hand. Sophie had decided to make a large pitcher of vodka and orange juice to share with Abbie. Clara sat on the couch beside me while Abbie was in the recliner and Sophie sat in a chair across from us.

There was a long silence before I finally asked, “So… how do you decide who goes first?”

“Ha!” Sophie shouted in triumph, “You talked first so you get the first />
not how that Abbie said while Clara nodded in agreement.

“So, why should rules matter? Felix goes first,” Sophie wasn’t going to take no for an answer. “So Felix, Truth or Dare.”

And thus began my first game of truth or dare. I chose truth and got asked a predictable question about last night. I figured that would be the theme of the evening. The first several rounds we all chose truth. Almost every time either Sophie or Abbie had a turn, they picked either Clara or me to ask about our first night together. Sophie asked me about what kind of porn I really watched, and Abbie asked Clara the same thing, but all the other questions we got were about last night and the following morning. For now though, it was Clara’s turn though.

“So, Felix, truth or dare?” Clara asked with an evil grin.

I was a bit surprised. This was the first time she had chosen me, and I hadn’t chosen her yet. After a long moment I said, “Uh… truth.”

“Aw, she teased. “Were you afraid I’d ask you to do something fun with me?”

Damn! This would’ve been the perfect chance to finish what we’d started during our morning shower! “Can I change my answer to dare?”

“Too late. Sorry, Tiger,” Clara patted my arm consolingly. just have to wait a little longer. So, what to She thought for at least thirty seconds until finally, “Ah, I’ve got it. What was the worst part about your />
I answered immediately, />
that the name for the ‘swearing Abbie asked. I nodded.

a real thing?” Clara asked.

I nodded again, "Only about ten percent of people with Tourette's have it."

Sophie sat back and crossed her arms, “I think it’d be pretty cool to be able to swear and not get in trouble no matter what you said.”

My jaw clenched in anger. Abbie also tensed up. She'd known me the longest, so she knew what was coming. I spoke slowly, trying to hide my anger as best I could, “Sophie, you love Ryan right?”

“Of course,” Sophie nodded.

“Even though you love him, you still get angry at your fiance sometimes, right?” She nodded again. “But when you’re mad at him there’s still some things you would never say to him. Now, just imagine one of those things that you would never say to him, even in anger.” I gave her a moment as she pursed her lips in thought. “Now, imagine you just said that terrible thing to him, not when you were angry at him but at a tender moment when you would usually tell him how much you loved him.”

She cried out in shock. “Why would I do that? I would never-”

how coprolalia works,” I stated firmly. “It's not just random outbursts of profanity. It’s not just curse words when you’re upset. It’s not swearing angrily at a coworker. The swearing tic doesn’t just include profanity; it often makes you say the worst possible thing, at the worst possible time to the people you love the most.”

“Felix, I-I,” Sophie stammered, “I had no idea. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright, I know you didn’t I said gently. “Hardly anybody realizes what it means to have Coprolalia. However, I do know one way you can make it up to me; just tell me one thing.”

“Name it,” she agreed seriously.

“Tell me, truth or dare?” I said with my goofiest wink and smile. While the others laughed, Sophie was just relieved that I didn’t have any hard feelings.

She took her time to think about it. No one had picked dare yet, and I figured that Sophie would be the first to choose dare.

Or maybe not…

“Alright lets see,” It took a bit but I found a question that should be good enough. “Yesterday you said that you blew the delivery boy to get his help moving the heavy stuff up to my />
not a question,” Sophie pointed out.

“Did you?”

she admitted confidently.

Clara, Abbie, and I shouted in utter astonishment.

“But, but, but,” Abbie stammered. “But, you’re engaged to Ryan!”

“He and I have an… />
“What the hell kind of arrangement is that?” I was shocked. Not only had she cheated on her fiance, but she wasn’t even ashamed to admit it.

“Maybe I should make you waste a with that question,” she murmured thoughtfully. “Well, I guess I should just tell you now.” The three of us breathed a sigh of relief. “Ryan and I have what would be called a nontraditional Sophie continued. “I know it might not look it, but Ryan, like me, is very open about his sexuality. Both of us are wild in the sack and have libidos that are out of />
“Even if we had sex every night for the rest of our lives, we still wouldn’t be satisfied and it might get, well, boring.” Sophie shrugged as we listened impatiently. “We love each other and we don’t want to lose that because of a dull sex life. So Ryan had an idea, he proposed that we have an open relationship with a few,” she searched for the right word, “rules. But to put it bluntly, we’re />
I should’ve had dozens of questions ready to ask, but I was just too shocked by this development. It seemed that Clara and Abbie had the same problem. We just sat with our mouths open wide as we listened to Sophie’s story.

“But even swingers can have problems with jealousy. After all, that’s part of the fun.” How could jealousy be fun? I wondered. Before I could ask Sophie continued, “So Ryan decided that we could sleep around as long as we kept three rules.”

Finally, one of us found our tongue. “What are the three rules?” Clara asked.

“One: We are never to sleep with someone unless we’re relatively certain that they’re clean. Even then we have to use condoms. Two: We go to the doctor and get tested for STDs every month. Three: We never have any secret lovers. After I have sex with someone, I have to tell him about it as soon as I get a chance, and vice versa of course.” A wild look came over her eyes as she added, “Those have been some of the wildest nights. When I told him about those two guys I met at the bar,” she let out a soft moan at the memory. “He fucked me so hard that I couldn’t walk normally for days. An open relationship is probably the best thing for us and our future together.” With that she drained the last part of her screwdriver and went to get herself a refill.

“Holy shit,” Abbie whispered from her chair. “I had no idea. Did either of you know about that?”

I just shook my head dumbly. In the end, it was Clara who replied. “I didn’t have a frikkin’ clue!”

“I don’t know if I could be in a relationship like that,” Abbie muttered in bewilderment. Then a smile stole across her face, “but it sounds like it’s just the kind of life for Sophie. Even though it’s not for me, it still sounds really fucking hot!”

“So, where were we?” Sophie had returned and sat back down in her chair. “I believe it’s my turn to choose someone. Let’s see, eenie, meenie, minie, you,” she said pointing at Abbie. “Truth or dare?”

“Oh, fuck it, dare!” Abbie said getting a cheer from the rest of the group. We finally had our first dare of the game, and I figured that Sophie would make it a doozy.

“Finally the game is about to get good!” Sophie said giddily. “Take off your bra!”

it?” Abbie said in surprise. all I have to do? Jesus, I don’t know why I was afraid to pick dare.” Without another word she lifted her shirt partway up and unhooked her bra. As she pulled it out from under her shirt both Sophie and Clara let out hoots of encouragement. Before I could get a good look at her breasts, she pulled her shirt back down. Abbie twirled her bra around provoking more cheers from Sophie and Clara and even a smile from me as I became even more aroused. Abbie laughed as she launched her black negligee in my direction.

I asked incredulously as it landed on my shoulder.

Abbie laughed in reply. “The dare was to take off my bra, not get />
“Not that,” I said as I picked her bra off my shoulder. “I meant, why did you throw it at me?”

Sophie was the one who answered my question. “What do you mean?” she asked rhetorically. “Guys love it when we throw our clothes at them.” I suppose I couldn’t disagree with that.

“My turn to Abbie said getting us back to the game. “I suppose I’ll go with Sophie.”

she answered confidently.

Abbie nodded. “Well, you had me take off my bra. So I’m going to have you take off your panties.” Abbie smiled victoriously, “Lets see you take those off while you keep your pants on.”

“Well, that would be a tough,” Sophie agreed. “But I />
“Oh no you Clara said. “You can’t back out on a dare if it only includes you.”

“Those were the rules we agreed to after all,” I nodded.

Clara cocked an eyebrow in my direction, “you sound a bit too eager there, Tiger.”

“Hey, I’m German,” I said defensively. “You know we’re sticklers for rules. Except when it comes to driving all the way through Belgium to attack France, I />
“It’s almost like they did that in every war isn’t it,” Abbie said with a chuckle. “But German war tactics aside, you do have to follow through with the dare.”

“No, I mean, I literally Sophie explained. “I can’t take off something that isn’t there,” she reasoned.

“Jeez, I thought panty free friday was yesterday.” Abbie teased. “Fine, just take off your shirt then.”

“Fair enough,” Sophie shrugged out of her shirt, pulling it slowly over her head. I tried not to look but it was too hard. (Yes that is a pun… sue me.)

I looked over at Clara whose breathing had become faster and more shallow. Aparently she was getting almost as excited by Sophie’s show as I was. Suddenly her eyes widened in surprise. “Holy shit!” Clara gasped. I heard Abbie say something similar so I looked to see what had them both shocked. Truth be told I missed what made them so surprised, but I did turn just in time to see Sophie’s bra sailing my direction.

Sophie said, just after her bra hit me squarely in the face. “Oops, sorry. Looks like my warning came a little too late.”

I laughed. “Am I just a bra magnet or something?” I picked the lacy, red brazier off of my face and tossed it over by Abbie’s. Then I got my first look at Sophie’s naked tits. They were bigger than Clara’s. Her nipples were also bigger, almost the size of pepperoni. Her left nipple was pierced which probably shouldn’t have surprised me, I mean it was Sophie after all, but I wa surprised nonetheless. They weren’t as perky as Clara’s, but they were still amazing. I probably looked like a deer staring into the headlights of an oncoming car.

Sophie put her arms behind her head and leaned back as she burst out laughing. “Oh my god! If you could see your fucking faces right now!”

“If you could see your massive fucking tits…” was Abbie’s wide eyed reply.

That broke me out of my daze. I had a girlfriend now, why was I staring? Probably because of my Y chromosome I suppose, but that’s not a good excuse. It took a lot of effort to tear my eyes away from the sight in front of me, but I somehow managed to look at Clara. She was staring openly at Sophie just like I probably had been.

I lightly squeezed her thigh to get her attention. Startled, she looked at me with those green eyes, she muttered.

“It’s okay,” I reassured her. pretty big aren’t they.”

“I wish mine were that big.”

“Why? Yours are perfect.” I said in total honesty. Sophie’s boobs might be bigger, but in my eyes, Clara was far more sexy. “Plus, Sophie is gonna have major back problems when she gets older,”

With a squeeze of my hand and a grateful smile she said, “Thanks, Felix.” She lifted her chin and parted her lips slightly, practically inviting me to kiss her. Well, I certainly wasn’t going to turn that offer down. I wouldn't even have turned it down even if we hadn't used mouthwash.

I leaned down to and just as our lips met she let out a soft moan. Initially I’d planned on just a short kiss since our friends were here, but Clara had other ideas. Even as she forced her tongue into my mouth, her hands snaked around to the back of my neck as she pulled me closer. for an even deeper kiss. She leaned back further into the couch, all the while pulling me with her. I tuned out my surroundings. Our friends. The room. The game. All of it faded into the background. It was as if the only thing that existed, was the only person that mattered, Clara.

As we continued to kiss, the intensity grew. Through the fog of lust, I could hear someone trying to get our attention, but it was pretty easy for me to ignore them. Clara had trouble with it after a little bit. She broke away from the kiss and gave Sophie a glowering look, “God damn it! What? Can’t you see we’re busy?” she snapped.I continued to kiss Clara’s neck, but I was now paying at least some attention to their conversation.

“Clara, truth or dare,” Sophie said. Even though I couldn’t see her, I could tell by her tone of voice that she was smiling.

Clara groaned. “I just want to get this over with so I can get back to Felix.”

girl. Just pick dare. I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

“Fine, but you better make this worth it,” Clara muttered threateningly, />
I stopped kissing Clara and looked up at Sophie who was still topless. She had a wicked grin on her face. she began, “I dare you to give us all a striptease. Oh, and give Felix a />
Clara glanced nervously in my direction before saying, “I’ve never actually, y’know, given a lap dance before.”

“Well it’s easy, but I can demonstrate how if you want me to…” Sophie’s voice trailed off suggestively.

If looks could kill, Abbie would’ve dropped dead just from being in Clara’s peripheral vision. “Not a chance, Sophie,” Clara was glaring daggers at her topless friend. you dare try anything with Felix. He’s MY />
“Sorry, hun,” Sophie said defensively. “I didn’t mean that I was gonna take yours. I was going to demonstrate on Abbie.”

“Wait, say what and who’s now?” Abbie giggled in surprise. “Why would you give me a />
you paying attention Abbs? Clara doesn’t know how and you’re the only other person here to help me Sophie said all this as if it was perfectly reasonable. The other three of us raised our eyebrows in suspicion. We all had a pretty good buzz going, but I had a feeling that Sophie was trying to instigate something more.

“Thanks for the offer, Sophie, but I think I can figure out how to give a lap dance,” Clara said with a cute giggle.

That laugh made me want far more than a lap dance. I wanted to give her pleasure like I had that morning in the shower. I wanted to make her moan in ecstasy. I wanted- Damn, I just wanted her! “Clara, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. ” I don’t know if I was trying to convince her or myself. Either way, it didn’t work.

Clara just got up from the couch and asked, “You got any music to dance to?”

“Probably not the kind you want,” I admitted. “But there’s a jack if you want to plug your iPod into the stereo.”

she mumbled to herself. “I’ll just get this playlist set and… Ah, there we go!” She cried triumphantly just as the music began to play.

Immediately, Clara began to dance. As she swayed to the music, she slowly walked over towards the couch where I was sitting. I say walked, but her movements were so graceful, so fluid and sensual that my mouth went dry with anticipation. She never broke eye contact with me. Not even once. My erection began to throb uncomfortably in my jeans, almost begging to be released.

When she was nearly halfway across the room, she started to remove her shirt. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse revealing her blue bra and let her shirt drop to the floor behind her as she continued walking towards me. Dear God, she was good at this! I found myself wondering if she’d done it before. Thankfully, that train of thought didn’t last long as all the blood from my brain rushed to my second head. Finally, Clara broke eye contact, but only for the briefest of moments. She glanced over to where the other two were sitting. When her green eyes were once again focused on me, she tilted her head in that direction. Apparently she wanted me to look at Abbie and Sophie.

I reluctantly refocused my attention away from the redheaded goddess walking towards me and redirected it to the others across from me. My eyes bulged in their sockets as I saw what Sophie and Abbie were doing.

Apparently the alcohol was starting to get to all of us. Abbie was biting her lip as she stared wide eyed at Clara. She had unbuttoned her shorts and had her hand between her legs. I couldn’t get a clear look, but if I had to guess, I’d say she was working her clit furiously trying to get some release. Sophie was even less restrained than Abbie. She was staring at Clara with a wild look in her eyes. Her short skirt was down around her ankles while three of her fingers pumped in and out her pussy. Sophie pulled her fingers out of her slit and looked directly at me. Shit, I was busted. She just smiled and sniffed her glistening fingers. Then, one by one she sucked her juices off each finger. Then with a conspiratorial wink, she nodded in Clara’s direction.

I looked back at Clara who was currently bent over with her ass right in front of me as she shimmied out of her capri pants. As she straightened, she stepped out of her pants and turned back to face me. I honestly don’t think it’s physically possible for my dick to get any harder that it was at that moment. I desperately wanted to take her right there in the living room. I honestly didn’t care about our friends being present. I started to stand up so that I could kiss her. So that I could touch her. But Clara roughly shoved me back into the couch as she climbed onto my lap.

“Not yet, Tiger,” she scolded. “I still have to give you a lap dance.” She began to grind her hips up and down my legs.

I moaned. I was genuinely worried that she was going to make me cum before too long. I tried to focus on something else, anything else. I closed my eyes and tried to go through the spelling of different names in ASCII byte format. Then turned them into binary. While ASCII is almost pointless to memorize from a usefulness standpoint, it takes a lot of concentration so it was perfect for this situation. Somehow, my nerdiness actually helped me stave off my impending orgasm.

When I no longer felt close to cumming, I opened my eyes to see Clara still grinding away on my lap. “Welcome back, Tiger,” she said playfully. “Mind helping me take off my bra?”

“Am I being timed?” I asked

“Only if you take longer than last night,” Clara laughed. I put my arms around her as she leaned into my chest. In less than five seconds, her bra was unhooked. “Oh, nicely done” she said softly. “Much faster than last night. Must be all that you did on the floor this morning,” Clara said with a suggestive wink.

Clara shrugged out of the bra’s shoulder straps. However, before the cups fell away from her breasts, she used both hands to push her breasts together. “You ready for this, Tiger?” she whispered in my ear.

“You know it,” I said with a huge grin. Without another word she let grabbed a hold of her bra and tossed it onto what was quickly becoming a pile of women’s underwear. Her nipples were already hard. Apparently all of us, including Clara herself, were quite turned on by the show that she’d put on. Her pale, flawless skin would’ve put the finest porcelain china to shame. Her pale breasts had a near luminescent quality; they looked so light, so pure, so… perfect.

Clara pulled her shoulders backward and put her arms behind her back. Since she was perched atop my lap, she was actually looking down at me slightly when she asked, “So, Felix, do I look pretty?”

Now that was a stupid question. I began, “You look more than beautiful.” By the look she gave me, I could tell that was the right answer, but I wasn’t finished. “You look ravishing. You look absolutely exquisite. You’re astoundingly hot, stunningly gorgeous, not to mention incredibly sexy. So, no. I wouldn’t say you look pretty. Pretty doesn’t even begin to describe how amazing you are.”

Clara closed her eyes and her chest rapidly rose and fell as her breathing increased in pace. Her body shivered in excitement as she let out a soft whine. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that my compliments sent a mini orgasm throughout her body. “Holy fuck!” she exclaimed after she’d recovered her breath. “How do you do that?”

“Do what?”

she laughed. “How can you not be aware of how good you are with words?”

“When I was younger I ate a thesaurus,” I joked. “But I’m only telling you what I actually see.”

“Come here you,” Clara leaned forward and pulled me into a deep kiss. It wasn’t very long, but it was definitely enough to keep the testosterone and adrenaline pumping through my veins. “I just have one question for you,” she said as our lips parted.

that?”

“Truth or dare?”

As if I would pick Truth when a nearly naked woman was inches from my cock. I pretended to think it over. “What do you ladies think?” I leaned to the side to address Abbie and Sophie. “Should I pick truth or- Jesus Christ!” I exclaimed in shock. “Clara, get a look at those two!”

Clara turned to see Sophie sitting in the arm of Abbie’s chair. I’m not sure how the situation had developed, but Clara was just as surprised to see our two friends kissing. No, not just kissing, making out. Sophie was completely naked and had one hand under Abbie’s shirt and the other inside her panties fingering Abbie's slit.

“Holy shit!” Clara said breathlessly. “I didn’t know that Abbie was bi.”

“Maybe it’s just the alcohol. Or maybe…” I waited until I had Clara’s attention.

Clara turned back to look me in the eye, “Or maybe what?”

“Or maybe I’m not the only one who thinks that you’re the sexiest thing since sliced bread.” It took me a moment to hear how stupid that sentence sounded. “Wait! That did NOT come out right!” Clara started to laugh at my mistake, so I decided to change the subject. “Dare, I’ve decided dare. Bring it on, dare.”

“Another slip of the tongue, huh?” she smiled broadly. I just shrugged. “Remember at the restaurant, when I told you how to make up for your slip of the tongue?” Oh God, that’s right! Clara continued, the dare.”

My face lit up like it was both my birthday and Christmas at the same time. “You mean you want me to-”

“No, Felix,” my girlfriend interrupted with a sultry smile, “I DARE you to eat my pussy right here on this couch. But first,” she unzipped my jeans, get this guy some air. I don’t want him to suffocate before the end of the night.” Clara stood up and started to pull off my jeans.

“Well, if you insist,” I lifted my hips to help her take off my pants. When she finished removing them I asked, “Did you want me to keep my shirt on, or should I just wear my boxers?” Clara didn’t answer right away as she was staring at the tent in my shorts. Since she was distracted by what was going on downstairs, I decided that I’d just take my shirt off.

Sophie cheered, scaring the shit out of Clara and me. “Yeah! Take it off!” Sophie was still sitting on the arm of the chair, but she and Abbie weren’t kissing anymore. Abbie’s face was beet red. She was also breathing heavily with an excited smile. If I had to guess, I’d say that Sophie made her cum.

“So,” Abbie’s voice faltered. After a breath she continued with her question, “So whose turn is it?”

“I just dared Felix to eat me out,” Clara boasted.

“Cool, can we watch?” Abbie’s question startled me slightly, but Clara didn’t miss a beat.

“If you want to, I suppose. After all, Felix is going to get a good look,” she added with a wink.

“You know it!” I said with a chuckle as I got to my feet.

Abbie gasped about the same time Sophie raised her eyebrows and said, “Ooh, nice!”

I asked.

“I think they’re talking about this, Tiger,” Clara said as she reached down and grabbed my tented boxers startling me. She reached up and gave me a kiss on the cheek before whispering, worry, I’ll take care of that in a bit.” She then sat down on the couch with her legs spread wide.

I got down on my knees and noticed that her underwear was soaked. I ran my tongue along the entire length of her panties, provoking a sigh of contentment. Then, I looked her in the eye as I pulled them down revealing her naked sex. While I was still holding Clara’s underwear in my hand, I buried my face in her snatch.

“Shit, finally!” Clara moaned breathlessly. “I’ve been waiting for this all night.”

“You and me both,” I said without taking my mouth away from her, so it really sounded like, “Yumen me mboph.”

she asked laughing.

“You and me both,” I repeated after I took my mouth away from her pussy momentarily. Before returning to licking her, I tossed her panties onto the pile of bras at the other end of the couch. “I don’t think we need those right now, do we?” I asked. It was just like the question from that morning when she decided to leave her bra off for breakfast. Without another word, my mouth descended to her puffy lips.

Clara let out a lewd moan as I resumed licking her. Her hips writhed as my tongue flicked across the outer and inner folds of her pussy. Clara’s pelvis kept bucking wildly until it was getting nearly impossible to continue. I tried pressing my hands against her hips to hold her in place, but that alone didn’t keep her from wriggling out of control. I felt proud that I was giving her such great pleasure, but this was starting to get out of control. “You need to hold still if you want me to keep going,” I warned before I went back to work on her

“I can’t Clara struggled to answer. When she did manage some words, they were panted out between help it. It feels so fucking-HOLY SHIT! This feels so fucking />
“Wow, Felix,” Abbie laughed as she sat down next to Clara on the couch. She had removed her shirt and shorts and was now wearing only a pair of simple black panties. “You must be pretty good at that.” Was that jealousy I heard in her voice?

I looked up at Abbie, momentarily taking my attention away from Clara. Abbie’s boobs were smaller than either Sophie’s or Clara’s. That being said, I don’t think there’s such a thing as unattractive breasts. Abbie’s face was flushed, though it wasn’t quite as red as it had been before. I said with a smile, “but if Clara keeps thrashing around, I won’t be able to keep going.”

“Do you need us to hold her down?” Sophie offered.

“Not yet,” I shook my head. “I’ll try something else first.” After one final kiss to Clara, I moved my head away from her snatch. She groaned in frustration as I stopped licking her. She began plead for me to continue, but I had another plan.

I grasped both of Clara’s thighs and pulled her hips slightly off the edge of the couch until she was in a reclined position. I placed one of her legs on each of my shoulders and pulled her even further towards me. Now, she was almost flat on her back and in a perfect position for me to continue.

I got back to work with an enthusiasm that Clara wasn’t expecting. I call it work but, even with my limited experience, I knew I would always enjoy doing this for her. Clara squealed in ecstasy while her hips twisted and wriggled in my grasp, but this position was much better for control. Despite how much she was moving, I was able to easily hold her in place.

“Goddamn that feels good!” I heard someone exclaim from my right. Without taking my tongue away from Clara’s slit, I looked over to see Abbie on the couch without her underwear. She was half reclined, just like Clara, while Sophie's face was buried between Abbie’s legs as she ate her friend out. Abbie was starting to get really riled up by what was being done to her. “Jesus Christ that feels so- FUCK!” was all Abbie got out before before her words became an unintelligible babble of euphoria.

“Hey, Felix,” Sophie said to get my attention. “Wanna see something cool?” I slipped a finger inside Clara as I withdrew my tongue from Clara’s pussy. I looked over at Sophie who was still applying her skills for our friend’s benefit. I got a good look at Abbie’s vagina as Sophie took her mouth away from it. Abbie had a lot more pubic hair that Clara or Sophie. But the hair was pale blonde like the hair on her head, so it would’ve been hard to see if I wasn’t so close to her.

“Watch closely,” Sophie instructed. She held up two fingers and, with her palm up, she inserted them into Abbie’s vagina. “I’m going to show you how to send a girl over the edge by hitting her G-spot.” If I hadn’t been paying paying attention before, I definitely was now. Sophie put her other hand on top of Abbie’s mound and pressed down slightly. “Are you following along?” Sophie asked. I nodded. “Good! Now, do what I do.”

Using my left hand, I slipped my index and middle finger inside Clara in the same manner as Sophie. At the same time, I took took the palm of my right hand and pressed down firmly on Clara’s pelvis. Clara groaned slightly, but it didn’t seem to be from pleasure. “Not too hard,” Sophie warned. “It looks like you’re pressing a little too hard for her. Girls are pretty sensitive in that area.”

I eased off on the pressure I was applying with my hand. I said as I looked Clara in the eye. “If there’s anything that I try that doesn’t feel good, please just tell me. After all, I’m new to this, remember?” I added with a wry smile.

Clara said. “I just want to make sure that you’re enjoying yourself too.”

I asked laughing. “I’m between the legs of the most beautiful woman I know, a woman who happens to be naked at the moment, and you think I’m not enjoying myself?”

Clara blushed slightly when she heard me say that, “Thank you, Felix.” It looked like she wanted to say more, but for some reason she held back.

Sophie said suddenly, “are you ready for Felix to continue?” Clara nodded so Sophie continued to give me instructions. “Using your fingers search for a small bump along the wall of her vagina. When you find it, massage it with your fingers.”

I tried to do as she asked, but all I could find were small bumps, channels, and nubs. I couldn’t tell which part she meant. After all, as I had told Clara, I was new to this. After searching for and failing to find it I finally admitted, “I can’t find it.”

“Try varying the pressure you’re putting on her with your right hand,” Sophie suggested. “It’s the spot that sticks out further the more you press down.”

I did as Sophie recommended, and after a few seconds I had found it. It was a lot closer to her entrance than I had expected it to be. My fingers were just a bit over halfway inside of her as I started to massage that spot. Immediately I noticed a reaction from Clara. “O my God!” she screamed. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter by the second. “Shit! That feels good!”

“Looks like you found it by the sound of things,” Sophie said proudly. “I suppose that means you want me to do that too. Am I right Abbie?” she asked as she looked up at her friend.

“Yes, please, yes!” Abbie begged. Sophie must have started giving Abbie the same treatment because she threw her head back and started writhing the same way Clara was. Only a little while later, Abbie let out a loud cry, “Oh God, I’m gonna cum!”

“Me too,” Clara gasped as she looked over to Abbie. “It feels so good, I’m gonna cum soon too.” Abbie looked back at her. Their faces were mere inches apart when Clara suggested, cum together. Let’s cum at the exact same- FUCK!” Her eyes widened as she let out a loud cry. Clara’s eyes seemed to roll back into her head before they snapped shut.

Abbie agreed, cum at the exact same fucking time!” What she did next shocked all of us. Sophie and I both gasped in astonishment. Clara’s eyelids fluttered open in surprise as Abbie put her hand behind Clara’s head, pulled her close, and kissed her full on the lips. Even though Clara was caught by surprise, she quickly overcame that feeling and started to return the kiss with great interest. They both closed their eyes as their tongues danced lustfully.

Clara’s nostrils flared in excitement as the two of them moaned blissfully. It was like nothing I’d ever seen. Oh sure, I’d seen lesbian porn on the internet, but seeing it in person and it being two friends that I’d known for years? But nothing on the internet was anywhere close to as erotic as the scene in front of me. I suppose I should’ve felt jealousy. After all, Clara was my girlfriend and she was kissing someone besides me, but instead I only became more aroused. I took my right hand off of Clara’s pelvis and replaced it with my mouth as I began to lick her clit rapidly.

It seemed that Clara was the first to cum. Her thighs clamped tightly around the sides of my head as her orgasm took hold. Liberal amounts of Clara’s juices flowed out from inside her. Abbie refused to release her from the kiss even though Clara was thrashing about even more wildly than before, so Clara wrapped her hands behind Abbie’s neck as they continued to make out wildly. Muffled as they were by the kiss, Clara’s moans grew in intensity until it sounded like she was screaming into her friend’s mouth.

Then, Abbie’s orgasm hit like a tsunami. Abbie’s eyes snapped open as a wave of pleasure swept over her. This time it was Clara who held the pair joined at the lips. Abbie tried to break away, but Clara refused to let her go. Both of them continued to moan louder and louder until finally, almost a minute later, their orgasms subsided.

Clara’s legs relaxed from around the side of my head and I looked up to see Clara’s flushed face looking back at me. I could almost feel her juices dripping down my face. After wiping some of it off, I got to partway to my feet and leaned forward for a kiss. “Did that feel good?” I asked.

The look in her eyes, it almost looked as though she was ashamed. “Sorry, Felix,” she muttered />
What is she sorry for, I wondered. “If you’re worried about the mess, don’t be. After all,” I continued with a goofy smile, “it tastes a lot better than ‘salty That was how you described my taste wasn’t it?”

not what I meant, Felix,” Clara averted her gaze, refusing to look me in the eye. “I meant- I meant the part about me and />
So that was it! She felt guilty, no. She felt that she had betrayed our relationship. I suppose if she’d kissed another man I’d agree with her, but that wasn’t fair. I mean, women can have girlfriends too right, and they can even get married in some places. So why did I see this differently? Maybe it was just the male perspective to see only other men were a threat. Or maybe it was because of the feelings I had for her that made me so accepting. Whatever the reason for my lack of concern, I still didn’t want her to feel guilty.

But still, what could I say? How could I convert my feelings into words so I could assuage her guilt? I didn’t know what to say, but my silence was saying nothing good. The longer I waited to talk, the more watery her eyes became. I still didn’t know what to say to her, but I guess I had to think on the fly.

I began as I searched for the right words. I didn't think I should use the term 'love' even if it might be true; it was too soon. I took her hand in mine and continued, “Clara, we’ve been friends for years. Friends through thick and thin. Usually I was thick and you were thin, but I digress." I joked, trying and failing to lighten the mood. "Yesterday, you made me realize that I wanted it to be more than friends. I think I’ve wanted it for quite some time, but I didn’t truly recognize that until yesterday.” I swallowed to buy myself time to think. After taking a breath, I continued, “I don’t know if there’s anything that you, or anyone else for that matter, could say or do to change that desire to be more than friends.” I paused for a moment to think. “Now, this might be a bit presumptuous of me, but I can only hope that you’ve felt something similar. Is that right?” I breathed a small relief when Clara nodded. “If you’ve had such a feeling, does that mean that you feel any different after kissing Abbie?”

Her response was immediate, “No! Of course not! But-”

“After kissing her, do you have similar feelings towards Abbie?”

“No! But-”

“But nothing!” I interrupted with an emphatic shake of my head. I grasped her remaining hand and looked deeply into her watery, green eyes before continuing. “Clara, I don’t want you to feel guilty about kissing Abbie. In fact, if I’m totally honest with you, I found it to be incredibly sexy.”

The corners of her lips twitched upward slightly as a small smile crept across her face, “Do you really think so?”

“Of course I did! What guy wouldn’t get excited by a scene like that?” I laughed. Clara still looked skeptical so I decided to try giving her some proof. “If you need evidence, all you need to do is look />
Her brow became creased in confusion, “Look downstairs? What do you mean look down-” Her face suddenly flushed as she let out a small, “Oh.”

“Wow, Felix,” Abbie said while giggling, “it looks like you rolled a natural twenty on your diplomacy check.”

Sophie just looked confused.

“It’s a role-playing joke.” I explained.

“Oh, you and Clara have already tried Her look of confusion had turned into one of self satisfaction.

Abbie was laughing so hard that she was holding her ribs. “No, not like that,” I sighed. “As in Pathfinder or D&D. That kind of role playing game!” when the look on her face didn’t fade I realized. “Son of a- You knew!” Abbie was no longer the only one laughing once Sophie and Clara joined her. I let the anger pass and let out a deep sigh, going to be a lot of this in the future isn’t there?”

“Hey if you’re not going to change from getting a girlfriend, you can’t expect Sophie to change.” Clara replied with a smile. All the guilt and doubt was gone from her eyes. In their place I saw the same tenderness and appreciation that I felt towards her. “Thank you, Felix. Hearing you say that makes me feel so much better.” She squeezed my hand. “But, Felix, I should point out,” she went on, “that even though I like your taste, I can’t help but feel that you’re making me feel way

“Aw, but I thought you’d like the boxers,” I said playfully as I stood from the couch.

“I do, Tiger. Oh I do enjoy them,” her eyes fell to the orange boxers I’d chosen that morning. “Tiger stripes suit you perfectly,” Clara said with a smile as she sat up and grabbed the waistband of my boxers. “But I think it’s time we finally finish what we started in the shower this morning.” Without waiting for a response she pulled my boxers down revealing the state of my arousal.

The look on Sophie and Abbie’s faces was absolutely priceless. Their wide eyes were focused on me. More accurately, their eyes were focused on my hardened manhood. I hoped the fact that they were speechless was a compliment on its size rather than a critique. Clara however didn’t have any doubts. catch flies if you leave your mouths wide open like that.”

Clara’s words seemed to snap Abbie out of her dazed state. Her mouth closed so fast that I almost expected to hear her teeth clack together. Her gaze flitted from place to place, from my dick, to my face, then to Clara’s. Sophie however wasn’t at all distracted by Clara’s taunt. Her eyes remained fixed on me. She even went so far as to reach out towards my shaft. Clara slapped her hand away. even think about it!” Clara’s tone conveyed a threat that her words didn’t. The message was clear, even to me, ‘Keep your hands off my boyfriend. Or else!’

Sophie frowned, and with a of disappointment, she sat on the couch on the other side of Abbie to watch us. When it was clear that Sophie wasn’t going to interfere again, Clara looked up at me and said, “Now, where were we? Oh, that’s right, the shower.”

Clara’s soft hand wrapped around my dick and began to gently stroke along its length. Copious amounts of precum had already been released throughout the evening, and she utilized every drop to lubricate me as she rubbed up and down the shaft. First she beat out a slow rhythm, then faster and faster. I let out a moan of appreciation as I closed my eyes. I felt Clara’s other hand cup my balls. Her hands worked together in perfect rhythm, one stroking while the other massaged. The sensation was almost overwhelming.

“Shit, that looks fucking hot!” Sophie exclaimed. I opened my eyes just in time to hear Abbie agree softly, />
“Ha!” Clara laughed. “If you think that was good, just wait ‘til you see what’s next.” Not a moment after she finished talking, my cock was fully engulfed in her lips. The pleasure was so intense that I didn’t think I’d ever get used to how good her mouth felt. Each time, it somehow felt even more amazing than the last.

“Jesus, you’re good at that,” I said panting.

“Thanks, Tiger,” Clara said with a conspiratorial smile, “but my friends call me Clara.”

“Clara… Jesus,..” I chuckled. “If I had to choose, I’d definitely pick you for my Rather than answering, Clara just sighed and shook her head as she returned her attention to the task at hand. (Well, task at mouth really, but that’s besides the point.) Her lips resumed moving up and down my full length. All the while her tongue seemed to move independently, licking and sweeping along the bottom and sides of my cock.

I tried to relax to hold off my impending orgasm, but the pleasure was just too great. A couple minutes later, I had reached my limit. “Clara, I’m almost there. I’m gonna cum,” I warned.

“It’s okay, Tiger,” Clara said encouragingly, “cum whenever you want. Just let it go.” She put her lips around just the head of my cock and began to swirl her tongue rapidly across my glans. That was the final straw. With a shuddering sigh of gratification, I began to cum.

Despite the warning Clara still seemed to be surprised by it. My first two spurts went directly into her mouth, but then, whether by reflex or design, Clara took my dick out of her mouth and redirected it at her face. Her mouth remained open, and little of my remaining load ended up in her mouth. most of it splashed along her cheeks and down her neck. My final spurt of semen had almost no force behind it and it dripped onto her chest just above her cleavage. Clara closed her mouth and swallowed. The sight was even more arousing knowing that she didn’t swallow it for the taste. Rather, she did it to show how deep her feelings towards me actually went.

I was lightheaded and near speechless in my post orgasmic state. “Wow, that was… I mean, you I suppose even though I could talk, that wasn’t an actual reason to do so. My legs were shaking, and I wasn’t sure if they’d continue to support me if I remained standing. There wasn’t room on the couch since it was covered in naked women, so I sat in the chair recently vacated by Abbie. My erection began to subside as I closed my eyes. I felt totally spent.

“Holy shit!” Abbie cried out. “Felix, get a load of this!”

I opened my eyes to see something that made me reconsider how exhausted I actually was. Sophie had leaned across Abbie’s lap and was licking my load off of Clara’s face. When Sophie had finished cleaning Clara’s face with her tongue, she swallowed and moved down to Clara’s breasts and began suckling on her tits. That sight alone was enough to keep my dick from going entirely flaccid. I wasn’t really hard but it probably wouldn’t take me long to get there. Clara shot me an uneasy look, probably wondering if I was okay with this new turn of events. I just gave her a reassuring smile and blew her a kiss which seemed to put her at ease.

After a minute or so of Sophie continuing to suck on Clara’s nipples, Abbie started to get a little impatient. After all, Sophie was draped across Abbie’s lap and no rent was being paid for the space. So Abbie wetted three fingers with her mouth and shoved them into Sophie’s pussy. I say shoved, and that’s a pretty accurate deion of what Abbie did. She didn’t gently push them in; she forced all three fingers deep inside causing Sophie to moan into Clara’s breasts.

Apparently Sophie liked it when other people took control because as Abbie continued to finger fuck her pussy, she moaned even more loudly. it Abbie,” Sophie groaned through a mouthful of tit, “Use your fingers to fuck my cunt!” Apparently I wasn’t the only one to be shocked by Sophie’s language, because Abbie’s fingers paused for the briefest of seconds before resuming their previous pace. she commanded. Abbie complied and picked up the pace. “No, not faster!” Sophie scolded. “Harder! Frig my pussy harder!”

By this point, I was nearly back to my full length. I began to stroke myself, not hard enough to cum but definitely enough for it to feel good. Sophie moaned louder and kept surprising us with her language. She was now lying on her stomach across Abbie’s lap, as she continued to show us how much she liked to talk dirty. However, she was no longer giving any real attention to Clara, who by this point had noticed my reinvigorated state.

As gently as possible clara eased out from under Sophie and made her way over to my chair. She put a hand on her hip before asking, “See something you like?”

I grinned unapologetically, “I have a pulse and a Y chromosome. Does that answer your question?” I added with a smirk.

“That might not answer my question, but this thing sure does,” Clara firmly grasped my cock in her left hand as she moved to straddle my lap.

For some reason, the part of my brain that wasn’t consumed by lust caused be to ask, “Are you sure you want to do this out here?”

Clara laughed at the absurdity of the question, “Did you suddenly turn shy again? All four of us are already naked. What do you have left to hide?” She made a good point. At this point we were just shy of having a full blown orgy. If Sophie had her way, we all probably would’ve been fucking by now. Clara continued, “I want to show them how much I enjoy your dick in my pussy.”

Well, I wasn’t going to argue with her. I moved forward in my chair slightly to give her a better access to what we both wanted. She used her hand to guide me to the heaven inside of her. The simultaneous sensations I felt from her pussy were as intense as ever: the slippery wetness of her arousal, the throbbing heat as the blood pulsed through her veins, and the stimulating caress of her muscles as they tightened around my cock. Any one of these would be considered absolutely astonishing, but all three? It felt like heaven! I gasped. Clara just smiled as she began to grind on my cock. She started slowly then increased in speed until she found a pace that was good for her too.

At first, I was content to let her take absolute control, but after a minute or so, I decided to help her out. I put my hands just above her hips as I started to move with her. At first, our movements were out of sync. She would grind forward while I would thrust in, etc, etc. It wasn’t unpleasant by any stretch of the term, but I wanted to make sure that she got something out of this too. I tried to match her pace until finally, two minutes later, we were moving in harmony

Moments after we found the right rhythm, Clara’s eyes rolled back and she let out a lewd moan. Her breaths came in ragged gasps as we continued to bang. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!” Clara groaned through gritted teeth. The look on her face was pure rapture. Clara’s moans only grew louder, becoming almost animalistic in nature. Only five or six minutes later, I was getting close to my limit, but I really wanted her to cum as well. It was getting tough to hold off, when she let out a shout, “Holy shit, Felix. Yes, right there, right- OH FUCK!!!” Clara collapsed forward onto my chest. Our faces were mere inches apart, when she said the words every guy wants to hear. “Felix, I’m gonna cum.”

“Me too babe,” I said smiling. cum together.” Those words set something off inside of her that made her lose control. Clara let out a cry and forced her lips onto mine for a passionate kiss. I closed my eyes, trying to savor every moment as our tongues danced. I could feel the vibrations on her tongue as she moaned into my mouth.

Everything we were doing was so new to me, so exciting, that I wasn’t sure what set me off. Was it the fact that we were kissing so passionately? Was it our friends being mere feet away as Clara and I screwed? Was it the heavenly sensations of her pussy around my cock? Was it the fact that I’d never felt as close another person the way I did towards Clara? Or was it a combination of all of these factors? Whatever the reason, I began to cum.

I groaned into Clara’s mouth as I climaxed. Even though the sensation was absolutely heavenly, I continued to thrust into her pussy throughout my orgasm, mentally begging her to cum. Shortly after the first spurts hit the walls of her pussy, Clara’s orgasm hit. She grabbed my face in her hands as she began to kiss me even harder. I could feel her muscles spasming around my cock. It was as if she was milking every single sperm out of my body and into her vagina. Her orgasm lasted far longer than mine, but I was definitely fine with that. I continued to kiss her until after her orgasm had subsided. Our lips parted slowly and we each stared into each other's eyes.

Clara was the first to speak. “Thanks, Felix,” she said, slightly out of breath. She rested her head on my shoulder before whispering in my ear, “Felix, I want you to know that I-” Her sentence cut off abruptly.

“That you what?” I queried.

My question seemed to surprise her. “That I-I…,” Clara swallowed, trying to compose herself. “That I really enjoyed that,” she finally managed.

I had a hard time believing that. Don’t get me wrong, I was pretty sure she enjoyed the sex, but I couldn’t believe that was what she’d wanted to say. I had no idea what she had stopped herself from saying, but It definitely wasn’t something as simple as, ‘I enjoyed it.’ Whatever she was originally going to say, I decided not to make a big deal out of it, “Me too, but I think that I’m probably done for tonight.”

still your limit, huh?” I nodded. “Well, that gives us something to work on in the future.” Clara said with a smile.

“Wait we’re done with truth or dare? We didn’t even use the supplies that I bought!” Sophie’s question startled me. In all honesty, I’d pretty much forgotten about my other guests, and from Clara’s reaction, it seemed that she had forgotten as well. “If you two are going to bed, then what do Abbie and I do?” Sophie asked. She was sitting next to Abbie on the couch. Sophie’s legs were opened slightly and her arm was draped over her friend’s shoulder.

Abbie was sitting in a manner more typical of a lady with both her arms and legs were crossed. she chimed in, “we drank too much to drive home. So where do we sleep?”

“You can sleep anywhere but the bedroom,” I shrugged. “The two of us already have that room reserved.” Sophie muttered something about being a spoilsport, but I just ignored her and looked at Clara, “Ready for bed?”

“With you? Anytime.” Clara replied.

We walked to my bedroom hand in hand and fell asleep in each others arms. I didn’t dream that night, but even if I had, no dream could’ve compared to my past two days with Clara as my girlfriend.

**Author’s note**
Well, I should’ve figured that the chapters would grow in length. I apologize for the wait, but I’d rather give you something good to read than several mediocre stories. Dialog is hard to write naturally.. I thought about including Abbie and Sophie in the actual sex, but I decided to leave that possibility for the future. The next chapter takes place a couple months later, but hopefully I get it out before then. 😉

story by: Junkwithgravy

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Author: Junkwithgravy

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