Part 5. Truth or dare

“Yes… deeper Toby!”

Sophie lay on her side, her right leg dangled back around Toby’s waist, her right hand held his hand to her breast. His cock thumped into her pussy from behind.

“I love how you say my name.” He growled in her ear.

She shivered as he kissed along her neck. “Toby… don’t fucking stop.”

She adjusted her hips as he fucked her harder and deeper, it felt so good, the angle had his cock thrusting past her G-spot perfectly.

“Yes Toby.” She squealed.

The air was thick with a tangy sweetness. They had been at it for a while, only having a break after their second round to rehydrate. She couldn’t get enough of having his cock inside her, the stretching and thumping had made her vagina ache but she couldn’t care less. Nor did she care about how wet and sticky her bedsheets were becoming, nor was she concerned about his two loads of semen swimming around her womb.

Make that three.

Toby groaned and shuddered, again she felt his cock convulsing inside her. She felt the now familiar warm delighted little shivers run through her.

“Yes Toby cum for me.” She breathed.

She loved the feeling, his hot body squeezed into hers, his breath rasping in her ear. There was something so primal, so right about the feeling of embracing a man’s cock in her pussy and feeling him ejaculate inside her. There was nothing more fulfilling.

“You’re fucking incredible Sophie.” He muttered into her ear. Fingers languidly stroking the hair around her face.

She hummed as they snuggled into each other, so warm and cozy under her sheets. The desire to fall asleep with him was strong, just lie like this all night. Maybe they’d wake and fuck again in the night, maybe they’d fuck in the morning when they got up, maybe in the shower before they rushed off to uni. Like a couple. Like they were in love…

Sophie tensed, her arousal and drowsiness dissipating abruptly.

“You ok Soph?” Toby mumbled.

She didn’t answer, her mind raced.

“Hey?” Toby’s slid his cock out of her and gave her shoulder a quick shake.

“Um…” She stuttered. “Sorry I’m fine.” Her quickened breathing said otherwise.

“Are you sure?”

Fucking annoyingly sweet boy she thought frustratedly.

Before she had thought of the excuse she’d said it. “It’s ok I… it’s just I’m not on birth control.”

Sophie turned to lay on her back, leaving Toby on his side looking sheepish.

“Oh,” Toby replied awkwardly. Sophie stared at the ceiling. “I’m sorry, I should’ve used a condom. Can I get you a plan B or something?”

“…No, no Toby it’s not your fault, I have a plan B spare.” She lied.

“I’ll wear a condom next time I promise.”

“It’s ok but yeah thanks.” She slowly sat up.

“Can I get you anything?” Toby sat up too.

“No, I’m just gonna clean up.” She finally looked at him. “Thanks, for the date.”

“No problem.” He muttered, his eyes flickering down to her chest.

“I’ll text you.” She hoped he would get the hint.

“Cool, um yeah I should get going.” She tried to think it was more a smile than a grimace he gave her but she couldn’t stop feeling bad. She watched as he shuffled out of her bed, guiltily eyeing his bare figure as he bent down to receive his pants. “Could you pass me some tissues please?”

“Sure.” He picked some out the box on her desk.

“Stop your cum leaking onto the sheets.” She muttered humorously, glad of his chuckles in reply.

She rolled out of bed and noticed Toby’s glances while she pulled on some underwear and a dressing gown. He quickly rinsed his hands before putting on his shoes.

“I enjoyed tonight.” He said, wobbling as he put on his trainer.

She stood a few feet in front of him, her arms crossed and her hair now more a frizzy mess than the careful curls she had spent so long doing this morning. “Same.”

She opened the door for him, glanced left and right to see they weren’t being watched, then crossed the corridor to the front door.

“I’ll um… see you around.” Toby muttered, scratching his head.

She nodded, opening the front door and seeing him through it, but unable to fix the awkward lack of embrace. “Yeah… drive safely ok.”

“As long as you’re not in the passenger seat I’ll be fine.”

She smiled. Suddenly, feeling her eyes getting watery, she looked at the floor. “See you.” She said softly.

“Um yeah, see you.”

After closing the door, Sophie leant her back against it, the little hallway now feeling cold and dark.

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted movement in the doorway to the kitchen. Bella stood, Emi a step behind. As they saw her face their excitement faded to concern.

“Soph?” Bella asked cautiously.

“Hey.” She replied in a whisper.

“How did it go?”

“Good.” She nodded and gulped as she tried to hide the sadness that had washed over her.

Bella approached and placed an arm on her shoulder. Before she knew it Sophie was hugging her tightly, swaying a little on the spot.

“It’s ok.” Bella whispered. “It’s ok.”

A lone tear fell down Sophie’s cheek, collected by Bella’s blonde hair.

“I’ll put the kettle on.” Emi said, turning back into their kitchen.

Sophie was guided through to the couch. She spotted they had been watching an old repeat of Downton Abbey, one of the only shows the three of them could get through without one of them complaining. On the coffee table lay one of Bella’s half finished crochet, she picked it up, wiping her tears so she could see it clearer.

“It’s pretty.” Sophie muttered.

Bella gently took it out of her friend’s hands and placed it back on the table. Taking her hands in her own instead. “Talk to me Soph.”

Sophie smiled weakly.

“Did something go wrong…”

“No.” She shook her head, it ached a little. “No he was nice.”

“Then what happened?” Emi asked softly as she passed a steaming cup of tea, before sitting down on her other side.

“Thanks Emi.” She knew her flatmate didn’t agree with her sexual exploits and was probably disgusted by how smelly she was after the sex. But still, she put her personal views aside when she saw her friend in distress and Sophie appreciated that.

“It went fine, more than fine, he was sweet and kind and funny and…”

“Go on.”

Sophie took a sip of tea. “Nothing bad, he just told me the story of his brother, he died a few years ago. A road accident, the person responsible got off. It’s why Toby decided he wanted to be a lawyer.” She took another sip, noticing Bella’s eyebrows raise. “After that I…” She trailed off.

Bella caught on. “You couldn’t find a way of disliking him?”

“I guess I… yeah.” She took another sip. “And I guess I bottled it. I think I hurt him.”

“How did you hurt him?” Bella’s head titled in concern.

“I just, it was going well and, I must of been so unclear because he asked me what kind of relationship I was looking for?” Bella took away her mug as she had started to shake. “And I said I wasn’t looking for a relationship.”

The girls grimaced.

“I dunno I think he seemed a little disappointed…” Sophie spoke slowly. “So I said we could have a more casual relationship instead.”

“I assume he agreed?” Bella asked.

Sophie nodded. “I dunno, I just feel like I’m leading him on or… using him…”

“Or just feeling guilty and wanting to please him?” Emi asked quietly.

“No I… it’s not like I don’t enjoy being with him.”

“And…” Sophie could feel the disappointment in Emi’s tone, even if she tried to hide it. “What exactly do you wish you said when he asked what kind of relationship you wanted?”

Sophie stared at the floor, weakly stating. “I don’t know.”

Bella’s voice was slow and cautious when she asked. “Is this happening because of Hayden?”

Sophie shuddered and closed her eyes. Another lone tear slipped out. She had tried to deny it, to herself and to her friends, but it was true. Toby had been the first boy she had slept with in over 6 months. The first guy she had slept with since that break up with her ex.

“Oh Sophie…” Bella cried, hugging her tightly, cooing like a mother would to her child. She rocked her gently as Sophie’s tears accumulated on her shoulder.

“That… bastard.” Emi spat.

“It’s so stupid.” Sophie sobbed.

“It’s not stupid!” Bella grabbed Sophie’s face, wiping her tears with her thumbs.

“But it is.” Sophie mumbled. Tears fell down her cheeks as that feeling she’d done so much to suppress returned. It felt like someone had pulled the plug out from underneath her, all of life’s colour draining away and being left with the empty echo of her old dark beliefs. “I’m stupid, I shouldn’t let it get to me but it does, I’m so weak.”

Emi put her arm around Sophie’s slumped shoulders. “You’re not stupid and you’re not weak, ok? The bastard treat you like crap Sophie and he did it because he was an insecure… pathetic pile of turd looser! So don’t give him the satisfaction of believing one sodding word that he said.”

Sophie snorted, Emi’s uncharacteristically bad language surprised her enough to jolt her out of her depressed haze.

“Pffft.” Bella smirked. “Insecure pathetic pile of turd looser! Perfect Emi.”

Sophie gave a wan smile. “I know he is, I just don’t want to go through that crap again with someone else.”

“You won’t go through that again Sophie.”

Bella nodded in agreement. “Most guys aren’t like him Soph… In fact there is no other guy like him. They’re all different.”

Sophie, still trembling, shook her head. “I just don’t know what Toby is like… or will be like. Hayden… was nice and charming and shit then turned to… well…”

“Be a complete cunt, yes, but he’s nothing like Toby though is he?.”

Sophie bit her lip, thinking over how many signs she may of missed, how wrong she may have judged him. Her vision blurred by her attraction, her neediness.

“But you’ve learnt.” Emi shook her gently. “You’ve learnt that someone can treat you badly and that you shouldn’t let them get to you. Because of that you can’t be hurt like you did before.”

“Maybe… I’m just… scared you know?”

“We know, and it’s ok sweetie.” Bella arms squeezed around her neck.” You know why? Because if Toby or any other guy hurts you then I’ll cut off his balls and force him to eat them.”

“Maybe you should talk to Toby, just tell him enough so that he doesn’t misunderstand?” Emi suggested gently.

Sophie gulped at the idea of telling Toby about her past with Hayden. She knew Emi was probably right but still. Sophie’s limbs ached, she was tired, too tired of all this shit. She slumped back into the cushions with a sigh.

“Maybe Em.” She rubbed her eyes. “If it stops Bella from feeding him his own balls.”

~~

Wednesday-

Sophie: Hey U free tonight?

Toby: Hey. Ye, what u thinking? Toby: Want to come round mine?

Sophie: Yeh if that’s ok with you?

Toby: Sure what time?

Sophie: When’s earliest?

Toby: 7? I can cook if u like

Sophie: U don’t have to but I’d like it

~~

“Argh!” Toby smacked the saucepan down and pressed his palms to his eyes. He looked down at his button down shirt and felt even more frustrated. No idea if he was overdressed or not.

“Getting some 5 star pussy and your still fucking miserable man.” Sam was finishing up his pot noodle, reluctantly agreeing to being the hell out of the house by the time Sophie arrived. “You smell good though. I’d fuck ya.” He commented usefully.

Frustrated and confused Toby just didn’t understand. “Are all girls so fucking complicated?”

“Yeah.”

Toby stabbed a tomato menacingly.

“I don’t know why you’re so pissed though mate, can a casual relationship with her be so bad?”

Yes, was the answer, yes it could because he’d spent every night this week either dreaming about her, lying awake thinking about her or stressing over how he could possibly make himself good enough to have her.

“I don’t know how to do this?” Toby sighed.

“What cook pasta?”

“No, fuck.” He viscously chopped at a red pepper. “I just don’t know how to do… casual.” And he knew Sam wouldn’t be much help either.

“You’re panicking cos she’s out of your league.”

No shit.

“I mean you must be doing something right you’ve fucked her three times already. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

Yet she threw him out after last time, like she was fucking bored of him already. Probably went to have a laugh about him with Bella as soon as he left.

“I mean it’s kind of been her instigating so far…” He luzzed the pepper in the saucepan and got attacking some onions next.

Pasta, what a fucking dumb idea, she’d probably be laughing about that too. Him trying to carry on from their date like she hadn’t said she wasn’t fucking interested in anything romantic. She’d eat the free meal to save herself the trouble of cooking herself.

“You really are some jammy bastard you know that? Couldn’t have invited Bella round too huh? But nah keeping all the action to yourself.”

Another thing annoying him a bit, Sam wanted in with Bella, he’d asked for her number after he said they had hit it up at the cafeteria. Bull shit he thought. Bella was ready to fuck anything that moved after she broke up with that guy Max and he didn’t want the two of them messing up his chances with Sophie.

“Not gonna be inviting any girl round after this.” Toby grumbled.

“Oh come on man, if you’re being like that no girl in the world is gonna shag ya.” Sam threw his pot in the sink and leant against the counter to peer at him, eyebrows raised. “Casual means casual, so chill the fuck out and see where it goes.”

“But… I need something to you know… get the excitement building.” He needed something good, something to keep her interest in him.

“Hmm something to get her wet huh?” The smug bastard smirked. “Why don’t you eat from the same bowl?”

Toby winced incredulously. “What are you like a fucking four year old?”

“Hmm… something over dinner.” Sam watched as Toby scrupulously measured out the right amount of pasta sauce. “You remember Kizzie?”

“Uh…” Toby raised his head. “Kizzie? How could I forget that fucking calamity?”

Kizzie was Sam’s ex. “She loved playing truth or dare, like she’d be bouncing off the fucking walls she was so horny like.” Sam grinned at the recollection.

Toby meticulously turned the hob to the right setting before setting the alarm on his phone. Truth or dare, Jesus Christ.

~~

74, 76, no a few more further down.

What did you mean Toby?

When you asked what our date was, like what did you think it was?

What did you want it to be?

80, 82, a couple more then.

Do you really like me?

84, there’s his fiesta must be that one.

Or were you trying to make it clear you were only interested in having sex with me?

86, 88. That’s the one now shut the fuck up Sophie.

The house was squashed tightly into the long terrace with the front door leading right onto the pavement, jigging a little on the doorstep, she told herself it was the cold rather than her hormones jumping with the excitement of being with Toby again.

She rang the bell and stood back, her arms wrapped tightly across her chest. It wasn’t long before the cold and dark November night was cracked open with a warm glow. Toby’s tall handsome frame appeared, a sheepish grin on his face as he spotted her on the doorstep. Her heart rushed.

“Hey, come on in. You alright?”

“Yeah thanks, um you?” She made her way into the warmth. She thought he looked even hotter than before, casually wearing a white t-shirt and black jeans, his hair messier than usual.

They had a moment as he closed the door behind her, she could feel his warmth, smell his woody perfume. Which was new by the way. Sophie’s breath hitched as he looked down at her, a hand meeting her waist.

“I’m good…” He cocked his head at a ringing from down the hall. “But um hey come on.” She followed him through the narrow hallway into the kitchen. She sniffed the air interestedly. “I uh… cooked us some pasta, I know you prefer steak but we uh had that the other night.”

“It smells delicious Toby thank you.” Sophie forced herself to wake up from her needy state to be a bit more normal. “You need any help?”

“No, I got this.” He said as he removed her coat and draped it over a chair before scampering back to the hob, the sound of bubbling and sizzling echoed through the kitchen.

“Are you sure?” She tried not to laugh. “Don’t want you getting burnt again.”

“I uh…” He threw a colander in the sink before cautiously carrying along the boiling pasta. “In the fridge Soph. Wine.”

She opened it, entirely unimpressed by its contents, then found the bottle. “Mmm, you mean business don’t you? Where’s the glasses?”

“Worry about that in a sec.” He took the bottle and threw a chug into the saucepan. “Toby’s special carbonara!” He proclaimed, lifting the bottle to salute her.

~~

Their conversation halted, Toby finished his pasta in silence trying to think of how to move this forward.

Fuck it he thought, here goes. “Truth or dare?”

Her eyebrows raised. “Sorry?”

“Um…” Toby cleared his throat. “Truth or dare?”

“Ok… truth.” She replied cautiously, eyeing him over her fork.

“How’s the pasta?” Toby winced.

“Damn I have to tell the truth…” She smirked teasingly.

She flinched and giggled as he flicked a stray bit of grated cheese in her direction.

“No! No it’s really quite tasty. Honest. You know… guys are hot when they can cook.” She leant forward. “Truth or dare?”

Relief washed over him. “Um… ok then, dare.”

“Down that glass.”

Toby downed his half full glass of wine with a wince.

“Ok.” He hiccuped slightly and straightened. “Time to turn it up a gear… truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Ok. Apart from the obvious, where do you enjoy being kissed the most?”

She paused then gave a cute little laugh as she stroked the stray strands of hair behind her ear.. “Um… under my ears.”

“Dare.”

She smirked. “Kiss behind my ear.”

He awkwardly shuffle his chair around to hers. Leaning towards him she brushed her hair back, biting her lip daintily. His heart fluttered. He felt her warmth, her vanilla scent. The skin along her bare shoulders was so smooth, he grazed his lips along making them both shudder before he reached behind her ear. Sophie hummed in appreciation. His wet lips and tongue gently caressing the tender skin.

“Truth or dare?” He whispered in her ear before kissing again.

He could taste her breath on his as she turned. “Dare.”

“Down that glass.”

She looked a little disappointed but took the filled glass he offered. “Trying to make me loose my inhibitions hmm…” she gulped some down, “giving me dares…” she gulped down more. “What are your intentions Toby?” She smirked downing the rest.

“Maybe you can ask and find out… truth.”

His muscles tensed with excitement as she wriggled onto his lap, straddling his hips and whispered seductively in his ear. “Hmm… what are you going to do to me Toby?”

His cock grew in double time. He could feel she wore no bra as their chests pressed together. “I’m gonna take you upstairs and give you the time of your life…”

Sophie bit her lip. She must know by now just how much it turned him on.

“Can I ask you a truth?” Toby place his hands on her waist, her tight leggings letting him feel her soft warm curves.

“I don’t think that’s how this works Toby…”

“Do you have any kinks?”

Her eyes widened. “Huh…”

“Well… if you have… maybe I’d do it with you?”

Her shallow breathing was turning ragged as she looked down timidly at his chest. “I guess, I like guys who are sweet and passionate.”

“No… sexual kinks Sophie…” He traced his thumb along her cheek.

“You first.” She huffed.

“Ok… I like when you make noises in my ear.” He moved so their mouths were level each others ears. “And I can feel your breath, as you…”

Sophie gave the tenderest of moans and giggled when he shivered. “Oh ok.”

“Now your turn.” He breathed. Neither moving from each others ears.

“I like watching doing it in the mirror.” She nibbled lightly at his lobe and he unconsciously shifter his hips to allow his bulge to rub against her crotch.

“Deal.”

Sophie squeaked and clung onto his neck as he lifted her up, leaving their plates behind as he carried her out the door to the stairs. She kissed his ear and his neck giggling away.

“Ah shit.” he muttered struggling and wobbling on the first step.

Next thing he knew she had wriggled from his grip and pinned him against the bannister. Her soft lips felt firm as she kissed him feverishly before she tore his t shirt up his torso, once off she turned and scampered up the stairs like a cat.

“Which one?” She shrieked as he tackled her on the landing, cushioning her collision with the wall before attacking her neck with his mouth. Then after lifting her top over her head he delightedly kissed down her throat to her bare tits that swayed with her heaving breath.

“Mmm.” She hummed as his tongue reached briefly to her nipple before he tore away down the hall and into the bathroom. When she followed him through the door he grabbed her, making her face the large bathroom mirror that covered the wall. Seeing his arms wrapped around her sultry torso and his face leant down to nestle into her hair made him proud and even more aroused.

“Is this where you want to be fucked baby?” He husked in her ear, watching her breasts heave as she panted in excitement. She bit her lip harder than ever and nodded profusely.

“Baby girl.” She told his reflection. “Call me baby girl.”

“Ok…” He mumbled nibbling the side of her neck, he watched her eyes narrow. “Baby girl.” His hands found her soft plump mounds, the perfect amount of handful to grab and knead to both of their delight. She watched and moaned as his fingers squeezed her red swelling nipples.

Jolting him with excitement her hands began fiddling with his belt, wriggling her hips for leverage she shimmied his jeans down his thighs. His boner pressed against her soft cushioning arse through the thin fabrics of his boxers and her leggings. Hungry eyes met, they squeezed together, sharp neediness enraged his cock before she released it.

Through her humming and his groans he ground his freed cock against her arse. “You’re gonna watch me fuck you baby girl…”

With surging anticipation like the opening of a show curtain her leggings slowly peeled down to reveal her plush wet lips. His erection felt her nude arse with glee, trailing down and pushing through her thighs they watched his purple glans appear below her sweet folds.

Spiked with excitement, he rubbed his throbbing tool against her hot sex. The opulent Beauty in his arms squirmed. Watching him squatting a little behind her, his face drowsed with arousal, he growled at the thought his cock was about to push into this girls pussy.

“Put it inside me Toby… fill me up.” Sophie drooled. She placed her leg up on the counter, spreading herself for him. Leaning back into his ear she breathed. “I want to watch you breed me.”

Toby’s world spun. “C…condom?”

She shook her head and hummed excitedly. They kept eye contact as he pushed against her cunt, her moist entrance resisted then gave, stretching snugly around his cock.

“Oh,” he groaned as she pushed her hips back. His glans slid through her wet warmth, passing the tight ridges as he was buried inside her.

“Yes you feel so good stretching me out.” Sophie whined. “So fucking big.” Her gorgeous petite figure buckled against him, her mouth open and gasping. Toby’s teeth were gritted, his eyes bore into her with lust as they began rocking.

“You’re so fucking hot.” He panted.

“Oh yeah.” She winced and let her tongue drop to her chin as she panted cutely with light little moans.

“You’re fucking… oh yeah.” She pushed her hips back enough to bottom him out. His toes curled, his mouth gaped as his fingers dug into her waist.

She leant back into his ear. “Yes baby fuck me harder.”

The increasing pace bounced her tits, encouraging him to go faster and harder. Her sighs turned to moans then to squeals.

“Babygirl like that huh?” He growled, his fingers gyrating on her swollen clit. “Babygirl like watching herself get fucking pounded.”

Sophie found herself pinned by his other arm as it squeezed around her neck, her eyes widened and a cry of delight escaped her lips. Her hand pressed desperately against the mirror, the perspiring skin sliding a little with a squeak.

“Oooh my gooodddd…” She rasped, flushing face tilted to the right to accommodate him licking and biting her neck under her ear. She began to quiver, waves of her orgasm passed through her. He kept his thrusts hard and deep. She babbled in delight, hand slipping further down the mirror. He felt her vagina’s clenches as it got wetter with her cum.

“That’s it cum for me baby girl.” He growled in her ear, his cock aching from how tight she was becoming. Sophie whimpered as she went limp, her mouth wide as she fell back, twitching into his tight embrace.

Grinning, he slowed his pace. Savouring the euphoric view of this hot horny angel quaking with her orgasm as he fucked her cunt in the mirror. He caressed her pussy with care, releasing his tight hold round her neck.

“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” She gasped as she caught her breath. The ways she looked at him was with pure adoration.

“You’re so fucking hot.” Toby growled before kissing her heatedly, wrestling her tongue while feeling the vibrations of her moans. He couldn’t help but start fucking her a little harder again, her pussy was glorious.

“Mmm… wait baby.” She moaned in his ear. “I want to watch you cum on my face…”

His face lit up with a smirk as he watched her flushed petite body kneel down below him side on to the mirror. His rock hard cock, throbbing red and purple was then engulfed into her mouth, he watched his tall masculine frame fucking her cute sultry face like she was his whore. Her hands were scrambling around his jeans on the floor and finally she lifted up his phone.

“Mmm hmm.” She hummed her approval as she slid it onto the camera and passed it to him. Even sharper adrenaline washed through him as he saw her sucking his cock through the screen and pressed record.

One hand massaged his balls while her other stroked his shaft as she used the heated suction of her mouth to bring him closer and closer to release. Her face more beautiful than ever with her cheeks hollowed and eyes glittering with arousal.

His hips were thrust forward. The warm pressure built and built and his mouth dropped open as she brought him past the point of no return.

She rapidly stroked his cock, her tongue out in waiting, eyes wide watching herself in the mirror. Every muscle from his knees to his chest constricted hard as blissful heat fired through his throbbing shaft and out his tip. They watched the first few bursts erupt across her face, trailing from her fringe to her cheeks and then into her mouth. His knees buckled as he felt her tongue slide across the underside of his glans.

Sophie moaned and whimpered wildly as his cum pooled in her mouth. She began lightly sucking as his cock twitched through the remainder of the orgasm. He caressed her hair adoringly.

“Holy fuck.” He gasped. Mind blown by how erotic they looked in the mirror. His face showed the look of awe he felt.

He shuddered as she gave his cock a nice last suck before it left her lips with a pop. Standing up, she took the phone from him and filmed herself in the mirror. Posing seductively, her tongue drooled white cum filled saliva down to her tits, she hummed and moaned like a slut. Her eyes crossed, her makeup ruined. Her hand massaged the spunk around her tits.

“Mmm I love your cum baby.” Sophie purred before sucking the drool back in, she swallowed his cum down her throat and giggled. Stoping the recording she turned to him with a flushed grin.

“Don’t ever share that.”

His heart thudded. He didn’t care that her lips still tasted of his cum. He snogged her, tasting the sticky saltiness that he’d left behind. Squeezing her body into his, he kneaded her arse as she wrapped her hands around his neck.

“Shower?” He mumbled against her lips.

She hummed in agreement.

The mirror was opposite the shower, he made her watch as he ate out her pussy before he fucked her against the glass door, hot steaming water cascading down their backs. They both came again, he just about managed to pull out in time and unload across her arse.

By the time they’d finished, the room was steamed up like a sauna. With both of them flushed from head to toe.

~~

“Hey, you want to stay the night?” Toby asked as he waited dripping wet for her to finish using the towel.

“No… I should get home.” She muttered, unable to stop her self feeling a little embarrassed.

Sophie’s hair was still damp and tied in a messy pony tail as they made their way downstairs, she’d had to clean the rest of her makeup off with some tissues and she still felt pretty heated. She could hear voices in the kitchen, she blushed a little as she realised her coat and purse were still in there. They hadn’t cleaned up after themselves either.

Sam and Josh jeered as Toby walked in ahead. She had to hide her flushing face behind her hand, pretending to stroke her hair behind her ear.

“You two enjoy your dinner?” Josh smirked, sending her a wink.

“Yeah don’t worry we’ve cleaned everything up for you.” Said Sam.

Toby’s smile was embarrassed, he passed her purse and coat before groaning. “Yeah lap it up you two.”

“Not gonna thank us huh?” Sam called as they walked back to the door.

She was a little surprised when Toby started putting his shoes on.

“Wait, no you don’t need to give me a lift Toby.”

“I’m not letting you walk home this late.” He grabbed his keys and opened the door. “Unless you really don’t trust my driving that is?”

The bitter cold wind was freezing through her wet hair and she was made glad of the lift. She could tell he was again a little disappointed by her turning down spending the night, her chest tightened, her mind raced as she considered what she could tell him.

“Hey um…” She shifted awkwardly in her seat as they turned onto the main road. “I’m sorry for not spending the night with you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well I… I thought you might be a little disappointed.”

He gave her a glance. “There’s no need to apologise, like you said we’re casual.” He scratched his chin. “And both times have been uni nights.”

“Yeah I guess.” She hesitated for a few moments, staring unseeing out the window. “But um… It’s not exactly why I said no it’s um.” She paused again.

“Go on.” Toby’s voice was tentative but soft.

Leaning back against the headrest she exhaled sharply. “It’s nothing you’ve done wrong, but you were the first guy I’ve had sex with in a while so um…”

“I uh remember Bella saying.”

A jolt of embarrassment hit her as she remembered what things Bella had said that evening.

“Look I get it.” He said with a fidget. “I actually haven’t been with anyone for about 18 months.”

Now that did surprised her. “Really? Just no girlfriend you mean?”

His head twitched a little awkwardly. “No I uh… no sex for that time.”

“Well I wouldn’t have guessed it.” She laughed. “But also that explains how hard you fucked me that first night.”

He laughed awkwardly. “Yeah I guess.”

“You were a damn animal.”

“Hey you started it!”

“Started it?!” She smacked his arm playfully.

“You literally dragged me into your flat and started taking your clothes off.”

Sophie snorted. “It was your insistence to treat me for them burns.”

“Tore off your clothes then lunged at me!”

“Exactly what you wanted.”

“Then dragged me into a threesome!”

“And you fucking loved it you can’t complain!”

“No…” He struggled to keep a straight face when she snorted. “I guess I can’t.”

Sophie relaxed as they giggled and teased away for a few more minutes’s, her thoughts of talking through her past trauma soon forgotten.

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“Good morning.”

“Morning Em’s.”

“Well how did it go?” Emi asked as Sophie walked in for breakfast the next morning.

“It went ok yeah…”

Emi eyed her, motioning with her spoon for her to continue.

“You really want to know?”

“Emi wants to know all about what you and Toby did in that mirror.” Bella teased as she grabbed a carton of orange juice from the fridge.

“Please use a glass Bella and no I wanted to ask if you talked to him about your feelings.”

Sophie cringed. “Well I told him it had been a while since I had a relationship and that I was sorry I didn’t want to stay the night.”

“Nothing else?”

“He understood, you know he said he hadn’t had sex for like 18 months?!”

Bella dribbled a little orange juice in surprise. “What?!”

“Yeah, he seemed a little embarrassed about it.”

“Bull shit!” Bella proclaimed.

“Is it really that hard to believe.” Emi muttered, most of her focus now back on her porridge.

“Well… he…” Bella waved her fists, gesturing a little air hump.

Sophie snorted. “I dunno. Maybe he was just trying to make me feel better, either way he…”

She was interrupted by three hard thumps on the front door, making them jump in surprise.

“Who the fuck is that?” Bella hissed. The other two shrugged. “Is it not Christopher?”

“No and he always rings the bell anyway.”

Seeing neither of her roommates wanted to answer Bella strode down the hall. There was another few bangs.

“You do know we have a bell right?!” She called.

Curiously and a little apprehensive Sophie moved to the kitchen doorway to watch as Bella opened up.

“Waaahhaaay… Here she is!”

Bella froze, completely ignoring her orange juice as it fell to the floor. “What the fuck are you doing here?!”

The man waltzed across the threshold, scooping Bella into a hug in which she didn’t move one bit.

Sophie tensed as he spotted her over Bella’s shoulder. They shared a moment of recognition, an even bigger grin spreading wide across his face.

“Well well if it’s not Sophie my dear gorgeous.” Proclaimed the man Sophie recognised as Bella’s step brother in an excitedly camp tone.

“Again, why the fuck are you in my digs Jay?” Bella demanded, stooping to pick up her spilt carton.

As Jay approached, Sophie was hit by a spicy wave of tobacco as he stooped down to lay a light kiss on the back of her hand. Stood frozen in her dressing gown her mouth could only gawp like a fish with no idea what to say.

Maybe a decade older than them, he was dressed in something Sophie thought a biker would wear on a tropical vacation. Under a quite shiny leather jacket his orange Hawaiian shirt was only buttoned up to half way up his chest. On that bare chest lay two silver chains and about a dozen star tattoos. He had a pretty impressive brown tan, which had to be fake. Same went for his dazzlingly white teeth. Black hair fell raggedly down to his shoulders. He was handsome, maybe a little rougher than Sophie remembered but if she remembers right there was a large tattoo of a naked angel sprawled across his back. You could tell from a mile off that this guy was a celebrity, maybe not that famous, but sure did he make the damn most of it.

“You know,” Jay said jovially as he laid a lazy arm around Sophie’s shoulders. “My adorable little sis here has been… ghosting me!” His left arm leapt dramatically into the air as he pulled Sophie even tighter into his side.

“Um…” Sophie muttered, she felt a little woozy.

“No no… in fact you’re wrong.” Bella sauntered over pointing her carton accusingly. “I actually blocked your smelly arse!”

“Blocked me? Why?!”

“Why do you fucking think? Maybe because you said I should drop my art career and become a whore!”

“Whoa did I?”

“You said I’d be good at it!”

Jay’s lips twitched into a smirk. “Listen here sweet cheeks there must’ve been some misunderstanding, I’m sure I only meant it as a compliment…”

“A compliment? You fucking dipshit, has that molly been giving you brain damage?!”

But Jay had turned round and sauntered into the kitchen. “Oh hello there, I do apologise for all this commotion!” Emi sat rigidly, taut as stone as he approached, Sophie winced. “Where are my manners, my name is Jay but you my sweet may call me JZ if you so please.”

Emi looked him up and down, completely ignoring his outstretched hand.

“May I ask you again why the fuck are you here?” Bella said indignantly.

Jay pouted his lips before turning away from Emi. “Well little sis why do you think I’m here?”

Bella only raised her eyebrows and glared.

It suddenly hit Sophie though, it was the first weekend of December, and last year…

“Well my dears, what I have done to make sure my wonderful little sis and her most gorgeous of roommates.” To this he gave a heavy wink. “Can attend our annual glitterthong at the JZ residence, this Friday night!”

Sophie’s insides jolted.

“No shit, you do realise that’s tomorrow? Could’ve have given us some warning?” Bella huffed.

“Well you block… never mind, I apologise Bella for whatever comments I may have made. But I’ve gone through all this effort to find you and make sure you can attend!” His arms spread wide he nodded his head enthusiastically. “Cmon… Cassie and I would be heartbroken if my favourite sis couldn’t attend…”

“Step sis.” Bella muttered.

“Oh don’t be like that…”

“You’d be too pissed to notice…”

“Sophie how about you honey I’m sure you’d like to attend?”

She stuttered. “Um well thanks for the invite…” she looked at Bella cautiously.

“See sis, Soph wants to attend!”

A little smirk raised on Bella’s lips. Emi stared at Sophie incredulously, she refused to meet her eyes.

“Is she still with Max?” Jay whispered in Sophie’s ear. She shook her head. He cheered. “Well good I always thought he was a cunt. But still you are well encouraged to bring a number two. What about you Soph met anyone special huh?” He poked her ribs teasingly.

“Yep.” Bella said. “His names Toby.”

“Oh he sounds like a real stud this Toby, you get him along with you Soph yeh?”

Sophie’s stomach jittered at the thought, considering what happened last time... “Um, I’ll ask but…” she gave Bella a pleading look to decide if she was going.

“Fine I’ll go.” Bella said. Crossing her arms.

“Vapow! I knew you girlies wouldn’t let me down!” Jay gave Sophie a wet kiss on the forehead. “Oh it’s going to be fucking electric I’m telling ya, you wait to see what we have planned for you, it will blow. Your. Fucking. Minds!”

Emi turned to put her bowl and glass in the sink.

“And you my dear… any roommate of these two is a roommate of mine we would love to have you attend!”

Emi cocked a cold eyebrow. “How about no?”

Jay mocked being perplexed. “Well then uh no problem of course.” With a flick of his hair he turned back to Bella and Sophie. “8pm ladies! And Bella bring any spare fella you like, but if not I’m sure there will be enough guys willing to suit ya there, there is no doubt about that!”

“Fine now fuck off so we can eat our breakfast!” Bella grinned, this time receiving his hug a little more enthusiastically.

Sophie had mixed feelings watching him leave. JZ’s parties could be truly wild she knew, even Bella wouldn’t tell her everything that she’d seen when out with JZ and Bella was capable of telling her some real crazy shit. Sophie had only ever attended once before, she’d got more invites and had turned them down, so what had changed she wondered.

And as for taking Toby? Well. Maybe that was why she’d said yes, she was sexually active again after all and that was why she wasn’t going before. Plus the idea of going with Toby and…

Sophie bit her lip tight. Watching Bella jump up and down as she fret over what they would wear. Something skimpy for Bella obviously but for her?

The slick sensation in her pussy told her she was getting wet. Lewd ideas and vision’s flashed vivid in her mind. Last year how horny she had became, the bodies, the dancing, the drugs, the nudity, the sex…

And what it had made her do…

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Thanks again for reading, we’re about halfway and it’s time to take this story up a gear…