Part 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/stupidslutsclub/comments/1c9y67h/slut_bingo_part_1_wet_dreams/
Relevant challenges:

• Bang for roof (shared across all other updates)
• Fuck in the home of someone you wouldn't want to get caught by

After my outrageously intense first night, I was feeling sore and a bit overwhelmed. So for my next challenge I decided to try my luck at pulling a girl in the hope it would be a bit less physically demanding. I've always enjoyed playing with other girls; we generally put more effort into our appearance and are just cuter and more suggestible. I could never date one, but for an evening of fun I was totally down.

My first stop was a queer bar, but as this was a weeknight it was depressingly quiet. After a couple of drinks and some banter with a drag queen I cut my losses and moved on to a student bar with cheap cocktails. The crowd there skewed much younger and there were quite a few groups of gals getting weekday wasted. Perfect.

I tried chatting my way into a few circles of friends but had little luck; most were either wary or too drunk to hold a conversation. But I am nothing if not persistent and eventually I managed to play the tipsy-and-overly-happy card and hug and compliment my way into a big booth with some students (first years I think?). To be honest, their conversation was trash and preoccupied with university drama and social media references, but I had worked hard to get an opening and couldn't bail just yet. I managed to test the waters with a few flirty or sexual conversation starters (you have to be careful to not weird out the straights though) and generally this ended up devolving back into gossip about people I don't know.

I had noticed that one of the girls was much less chatty, but had been eyeing me up all night. She was quite plain looking, almost bookish, the kind of girl before the makeover scene in a rom-com where they'd look so much better with a proper haircut, better glasses and clothes that didn't go out of style half a decade ago. I got the sense that she was shy; she was very slim, and it was as if she was trying to take up even less space and vanish into the booth cushions. Still, she wasn't caked with orange fake-tan, which I couldn't say for most of her friends. And most importantly, she seemed interested.

I needed an opening so when the DJ put on a song they seemed to like I resumed my tipsy Energizer Bunny routine and dragged them onto the dance floor. It took a bit to get them going but soon enough they were getting into it, and a few others joined for good measure. I was dancing with everyone and as a girl you really can get away with so much more. Shy girl's dancing matched her overall demanour; it was as if she was trying to turn invisible. I took her hand and coaxed her out of her shell, getting her to mirror me as I slowly ratcheded up the hoeishness. Eventually she was grinding up against me and I finally managed to get a proper smile out of her. Knowing it wouldn't last forever, I turned her around and gave her a peck on the lips. She looked startled, a deer caught in headlights, and froze for far too long. But when I winked at her and leaned forward, she found whatever liquid courage was bubbling in her belly and went all in. Not a bad kisser actually. And soon enough we were full-on snogging while her friends tittered around us, our hands running through each others' hair and bodies.

After a while we came up for air and I needed to keep things moving. "Get a drink with me?" I pleaded with my best puppy-dog eyes. She nodded, and we waited in the bar line for probably the worst espresso martinis I've ever tasted. We were buzzing though, and after she made a few attempts at small talk I went straight in with the "So what's it gonna' take to get you to invite me home then?". She looked startled again. Much more rattled than the first kiss. She told me she had to find her friends and disappeared. Fuck, I'd blown it.
But she did return after all. She'd gotten her friends' blessing; I got the sense that they were excited for some new gossip. While she lived with her parents (thank god, if she had lived alone the challenge would have been for nought!) they were apparently still out tonight too. So now she was stressedly looking up train times. I took pity on her and ordered us an Uber.

As soon as the car door closed she just didn't stop talking. Apparently she had caught feelings for some guy she'd had a 'situationship' with, whereas he'd continued to fuck anything that moved. She was clearly very hung up about it all. To be fair, apparently even several of her more outgoing 'friends' were in on it and she couldn't even make a fuss, so I guess that's why I was getting the torrent of angst now. It was all a bit pathetic, but I mentally took note, because I had a feeling it might come in handy (all of that in a later update). In the meantime, after she'd gone on long enough and longer still, I shushed her with some more snogging and tried to see how many of her clothes I could get off before we arrived back at hers.

Home for her was a pretty standard terraced house. I tried to keep her calm while she fumbled with her keys, guided me into her room and apologised for the non-existent mess; all the usual stuff.

I wanted those stylistically challenged clothes out of my sight and she was happy to follow my lead. I was all over her, kissing my way around and playfully batting her hands away any time she tried to cover herself. Eventually she got the hint and started feeling me up instead. I worked my way down and began eating her out. She was very receptive, although when I played with her butt it was clear that a finger in her arse was not on the cards just yet. I didn't have a strap-on with me but I did have a little bullet vibe to help out, and managed to get her to cum into my face at least twice.

Then it was my turn. She was visibly nervous and kept making excuses, but I just grabbed her hair and held her down there until she got over herself. She was wayyy too meek about it, and was a bit overwhelmed when I tried to get her to use the vibe, fingers and her tongue at once, but I was enjoying seeing her increasingly get into the swing of things.

It took a long time, but it felt like I might just be able to get over the edge. And then, of course, her fucking parents stomped into the house. She went ghost-white, but instead of freezing like usual she pretty much threw me into her wardrobe. I was tripping over a pile of shoes and honestly taken aback by the aggressiveness, but it was clear that I'd really picked the kind of place I (or at least she) wouldn't want to be caught.

After suffering through the sound of muffled chatter with her parents, I heard her bedroom door open again and she helped me back out, much more gently than before. From here out we communicated using the notes app on my phone. Her parents room was closer to the front door, so there wasn't really an easy way to get me out (my bang for roof was secure, thank god!) So we settled into bed and I just spent the time teasing her again. It was a fun little game; I'd try and coax a moan out of her, and she'd glare but not be able to do anything about it. I loved torturing her like that. Eventually things petered out and we cuddled up and fell asleep.

The following morning was fairly tame. She still seemed happy which was nice. I was stuck back in the wardrobe for a bit while her family had breakfast, which started off funny but ended up annoying and cramped. I mainly just sat on my phone planning further adventures. Once they buggered off I decided it was time for payback so I forced her to eat me out in the living room and made a point of being extra noisy. We exchanged numbers it was only as she entered it into my phone that I realised I'd never even asked here name (Hayley). And as I stepped out the front door, so ended Part 2 x

I’m new to these write-ups so if you’re still reading, thank you. I’m happy to receive any feedback in the comments, and any suggestions for future challenges after the bingo ends. I crave creativity and mental masochism, so I’ll only consider things if they’re actually interesting, boundary-pushing and challenging.