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The music shakes the entire house, the bass vibrates your chest as you weave your way through the crowd for another drink. You're on the verge of losing your buzz, liking to stay on the edge of tipsy and buzzed but never past that. As the cheap alcohol fills your cup a strong arm wraps itself around your shoulders, you brace yourself and look over to your roommate. Daniela. Her red hair still perfectly held up in her ponytail as she downs the rest of her own drink then sloshes it in your direction.
"Be a dear?" She slurs.
You take the cup, filling it with seltzer water and a splash of alcohol. She'll thank you later. She takes the cup from you and downs it in one go then whooping to get the entire house charged again. Before she can run off again, you grab her by the collar of her sports coat. Daniela halts and turns around to look at you with those big doe eyes of hers; one golden and one blue.
"Have you seen Angie?" You yell.
"She was by the pool."
You release Daniela like a stray cat running back to its colony, she dives back into the sea of people and is lost amongst bodies. The pool is at the back of the house, just as you arrive you find Angie, fully clothed, doing a cannonball right into the pool. Everyone around cheers, and some even opt to join her as they too jump into the heated pool. The steam from the pool wafts into the cool air, the amount of bodies now occupying it only intensifies the amount of steam, giving the pool a ghostly aura. You walk up to the edge, squatting down as Angie pops up out of the pool. Her blond hair sticks to her face, as her signature flower headband sloops to one side, she smiles up at you with a big, broad grin with her dimples on full display. She wades over to you, that big grin that you love so much turns into one of mischief, but before you can react she grabs you by your shirt and drags you in.
The water is startling but warm, you poke your head up to gasp for breath as Angie heaves with laughter. You send a huge wave her direction, showering her in water and making her cough out the bits that get into her mouth. She retaliates and it turns into a full blown splashing war amongst everyone in the pool. Eventually you convince her to get out, she follows you to the nearest bathroom where the two of you drunkenly walk in to try and dry off. Angie props herself up on the counter, you snicker as she attempts to remove her yellow jacket only to wind up twisted inside it.
You stumble over and unzip it, maneuvering your hands over her slim shoulders so the jacket slides off onto the counter behind her. She shivers as the wetness soaks through and now turns cold in the crisp bathroom, you too shiver and shift closer to her to conserve body heat. Angie looks up at you, you look back, locking eyes with her perfect mixture of gray and blue that drag you in. Your eyes flash down to her lips, they're so pink and inviting, and when her tongue darts out to wet them you suddenly get jealous. That should be your tongue.
It's just the alcohol talking, but you can't deny how it only amplifies that deep urge you've felt since you first laid eyes on her. Her intoxicating happiness could brighten the darkest of caverns with just her aura, the way she does a little bounce when she's excited. How can you not fall helplessly in love with such a beautiful being? It's debatable who initiated it, but you find your lips locked with hers, her hands traveling up your back and around your shoulders. Your breath quickens as you push her back into the counter, her back hitting the large mirror behind. She spreads her legs, allowing you to slide between them before they wrap around your waist to pull you impossibly closer. Your hands slide up her smooth thighs, stopping at the edge of her shorts as you continue to kiss her deeply.
"Touch me" she begs breathlessly before returning her lips to yours.
With her permission you proceed, traveling your hands to the top of her shorts and unbuttoning them. She squeaks and rolls her hips to give you better access as you slide one hand down her panties. Your fingers stroke between her folds and circle around her clit making her moan into your mouth. She gently grinds her hips into your fingers for added pressure as you continue to stimulate her clit. It's difficult to tell if she's wet from the pool or because of you, but you shift between her clit and rubbing between her folds to get your fingers lubed up. Slowly you lower your fingers and ease two of them inside her, she moans loudly and arches her hips. As you finger her, your thumb continues on her clit simultaneously circling it while driving your fingers in deeply. Angie's moans are muffled by your lips, that is until your lips travel down her neck. She covers her mouth with the back of her hand to keep herself quiet as you attack the sensitive skin.
Your teeth sink in, followed by sucking the flesh until a proud, purple hickey appears. Angie squeaks once more, her hips lifting further and further as you curl your fingers inside. Once you hit her spot she bites down on herself to hold back the low, droning groan she releases. Her legs loosen around your waist, spreading further to give you more room, one of them rising up and driving your fingers deeper. Her walls are tightening around your fingers, just on the verge of orgasming when everything comes crashing to a halt. A loud, booming knock on the bathroom door startles you and ruins the momentum, Angie groans loudly to the point of almost yelling out her frustration.
"However many are in there, come on out! Party's over."
The voice was male, commanding, and all too familiar. One of the neighbors must have called the police; you look at Angie with wide eyes as you remove your hand, she looks around the tiny room before her eyes lock on the nearby bathroom window. Following her gaze, you silently agree by rushing to it and prying it open while she fixes herself and follows after you.
You make it back to the apartment, Daniela did too surprisingly, considering she barely made it to the couch before passing out. You help Angie to her room, striping her of her wet clothing and into something dry, then laying her down onto her bed with ease before attempting to flee to your own room. She has none of that. She reaches her arms out for you, begging you to join her, and it wouldn't be the first time you've snuggled with her but...what about when she remembers tomorrow? Will be remember tonight, tomorrow? You decide to risk it anyways; you run off to your room to get changed before returning and crawling into the warm embrace of her.
The next morning Daniela is gone by the time you wake up, how someone can drink the weight of an elephant and still get up at 6am to go workout is beyond you. After you pry yourself loose from Angie's grip, you proceed with your morning routine of brushing your teeth, making the coffee, and making your world famous hangover cure breakfast. When you hear the water going your heart starts to hammer in your chest, hard enough that it feels like the music did last night. You had hoped to be gone before she woke up, but you know deep down you couldn't avoid it; you live with her! Swallowing nervously, you turn away from the doorway when you hear the water shutoff in the bathroom. Focus on cooking. You hear her footsteps pitter patter into the kitchen, from the corner of your eye you can see her pouring a singular shot of coffee, and the entire rest of the cup full of milk and creamer. She sips it and moans a little which sends a chill up your spin and a sudden tingle hit you as your mind races to last night.
"Good morning" she finally says, her voice raspy and sleepy.
"Morning" you answer quickly.
You continue to cook in silence, she makes her way to the table and when you're finished you serve her up a plate then sit across from her. The awkward silence is only broken by the occasional scraping of a fork on plate, each of you taking slow methodical bites and avoiding eye contact. You finish first, and try to flee by taking your empty plate to wash but Angie stops you, her hand shooting out over yours and grasping it gently. Every muscle tenses, you look over your shoulder at her and she's looking right at you with those god damned eyes that make you melt.
"Listen um-about last night-"
"It's my fault. I overstepped. I'm so sorry. I-It was the alcohol which isn't an excuse and I'm really sorry" you ramble, the flood gates bursting.
"Shut up" she orders in her serious voice.
She never uses her serious voice.
Instantly you quiet down, watching as she stands and removes the plate from your hands before cupping your face with both of her hands. Her eyes look back and forth between yours as her thumb soothingly strokes your cheek.
"I'm going to give you one chance and one chance only; you can come with me to my room and finish what you started and we can figure out the logistics later, or you can not and I'll forget the whole thing ever happened. You have five minutes to decide."
She leaves you with your choice as she makes her way back to her room, you pant heavily as your logical brain argues with your horny brain. You dart for her room, opening the door a little too enthusiastically and finding Angie already naked on the bed with a knowing grin. Closing the door you kneel on the bed but she stops you, shaking her head until you get up from the bed and undress yourself. After that she allows you on the bed, you crawl up to her and feel her radiant heat on your exposed body. She wraps her arms around your shoulders and pulls you to her, kissing you deeply and heatedly. You sink into her, her warm soft body molds into yours and her knees rise up to keep you entrapped between her legs. You kiss Angie back, adding pressure to it and slowly letting her adjust to laying down while your hands roam her body, examining every curve and dimple and dip she has to offer.
When she releases your shoulders you kiss down her neck, pausing to admire the hickey still present there. Then you go between her breasts, taking one in your hand and the other in your mouth. You suck her nipple, flicking it between your tongue and using your teeth to gently bite it. She moans loudly like she wanted to last night, tossing her head back into the pillow and arching her back. You suck her nipple until it's nice and hard, then let it go to give the other one the same treatment. When both her nipples are hard and coated, you bite down on the side of one of her breasts, sucking the flesh until another mark is visible. She will be yours, and everyone will know when you litter her body with your teeth.
You kiss down her naval until you reach between her legs, she spreads them to show how wet she already is. She rocks her hips upward and you take the bait, lowering your face between her legs while your arms wrap around her thighs. You trail your tongue along her folds, savoring her before breaking through and finding her clit. Your tongue swirls her clit around until you find just the right way she likes it, side to side with a little pressure added. You tease her entrance with your tongue before licking back up to her clit, her little moans encouraging you.
"I need you inside me" she breathes out.
With her command you let go of one of her legs and waste no time lubing your fingers with the mixture of her arousal and your spit before slipping them in. She arches her hips and moans again, thank goodness Daniela is gone. Angie's hands find their way to your hair, grabbing a fist full and pushing you down into her. If you stopped breathing, it would be worth it. You fuck her hard and deeply, pushing your fingers as far as they'll reach then curling upward and pushing up into her g-spot. She bucks her hips when you do, gasping loudly and shuttering from the intensity. Your mouth and fingers work in tandem, while your mouth stimulates her clit, your fingers continue to thrust in and out of her.
It doesn't take long before her hips begin to rise and gently grind against your face, she shoves you down and rides your face all while you continue to fuck her. Angie gasps and everything tenses, her thighs squeeze your head and arm to keep you in place as her orgasm rips through her. Her thighs tremble and shake as you lick her and she rides out her orgasm using your tongue for stimuli. When she comes down she releases your hair, and gently pulls you up and away from between her legs. You pull your fingers out and crawl back up her, kissing her deeply as she tastes herself on your mouth. With a buck of her hips and rolls you over, pinning herself on top of you and giving you little time to react.
She worships your body; covering every exposed inch with kisses and tender touches, all while avoiding the place you actually want her. She teasingly kisses your thighs and abdomen until you whine in protest. Then she decides to have mercy, her mouth finding its way to you and devouring your whole cunt. Her tongue lashes out and rolls your clit making you mouth and your heart race with excitement. It's been so long since you've been touched. She uses her tongue to tease you, flicking your clit and licking up and down your cunt with delicious pressure. You roll your hips eagerly and she gets the hint as she plunges her fingers inside you.
You moan lowly, lifting your hips more as her fingers hit every pressure mark, they curl and hit your spot every time making you see stars. Angie continues to suck your clit, gently caressing with her teeth and making you shudder from the feeling. You pant heavily as your hips lift slowly, the sensation of warmth climbs your body starting in your hips. Your head feels fuzzy, all you can focus on is the feeling of her fingers thrusting inside you and her tongue writing magical words.
"Faster, please. I'm so close."
Angie obeys. Her thrusts increase and she buries her face between your legs, letting her tongue amplify it's current objective. You gasp and grab the sheets tight enough your knuckles turn white when at last the orgasm hits. It ripples over your body, you shudder and quiver as your entire body tenses and trembles with pleasure before coming down with euphoria and warmth. Angie helps you ride it out, slowly pulling her fingers out and leaving you feeling empty but satisfied. She kisses back up your body until she reaches your lips, and you pull her to you closely locking your lips with hers.