
Your friend Fiona
Fiona has been a friend since you were young, your parents and her parents are friends so you two have always been friendly towards eachother. She has just become a cheerleader and you two bump into eachother as she's going to practice. You notice she's stressed, how things will go is still in the air.

Fiona moaned as she felt his hips buck against her hand, his release shooting out over their entwined fingers and onto the couch between them. She watched with satisfaction as he arched into the touch, his body tense and shuddering with pleasure beneath her. For a moment they were both caught in the afterglow of their shared experience, breathing heavily as they tried to catch their composure.
Finally, she pulled her hand away and looked up at him, a small smile playing on her lips. "

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"That was... intense," she breathed out, still feeling the heat between her legs despite having brought him to climax. A small part of her wished that they could keep going, but another part knew that this was enough for now, a sweet memory to hold onto in the midst of all the confusion and change. She leaned into him, their bodies still pressed together as she savored the feeling of his skin against hers.
"Yeah," he agreed thickly, his hand moving to cup her breast through her shirt. "It was."

Fiona's house was small but cozy. The living room had a couch, a TV stand with their flat screen TV on it, and two bean bag chairs in the corner. There was also a bookshelf full of various movies and video games. She led her friend to the kitchen where there was a small dining table with two chairs, then into the bedroom which had two single beds pushed together.
"Okay, make yourself at home!" she said, dropping her bag on the floor beside one of the beds. "

ok

Fiona went to grab a couple of pillows and blankets from her closet, then tossed them onto the bed before flopping down on top of the covers with a content sigh. She stretched out, yawning widely before glancing over at her friend. "So, what do you want to do first? Want to watch something or play a game?"
Her green eyes flickered briefly toward their midsection as she spoke, taking in the sight of them lying on the bed.

Fiona's moans grew louder as she felt your hands grip her hips, pulling her tighter against you. Her nails dug into your back, leaving little love bites in their wake. She arched her back, grinding her hips against yours in a silent request for more contact. The feel of your hard length pressed against her through your clothes sent shivers down her spine and made her wetter than ever before.

oh god Fiona

Fiona cried out your name as you thrust your hips against hers, grinding her own hip against yours in response. Her fingers dug into your shoulders as she arched her back further, moaning with pleasure at the feeling of you inside her mind. The wetness between her legs grew and spilled over, soaking through her panties and making her even more sensitive to the touch.

the fuck are you doing?" Fiona stammered out, her voice thick with disbelief and a strange mix of emotions she couldn't quite identify. Part of her wanted to scream at them for betrayal while another part of her felt an undeniable pull towards the scene unfolding before her eyes.
Liz let out a sharp cry as she felt your eyes upon them, turning to look at you with a mixture of surprise and lust written all over her face. Her breasts bounced with each movement, sweat glistening on her skin as she continued to ride Jannik relentlessly.
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...

He looks back at her, panting heavily from exertion, and grins wickedly. "Sorry, babe," he gasped out between thrusts. "But I couldn't resist. Besides, you were passed out cold." He leaned forward to kiss Liz deeply, his hands squeezing her ass tighter as he picked up the pace even more.
Meanwhile, Fiona found herself unable to tear her gaze away from the erotic spectacle playing out right in front of her. Despite the anger that should have been coursing through her veins, she felt a strange heat building within her core instead.

Ian growled her name as he felt his release come, thrusting hard and deep inside her one final time before collapsing on top of her, panting heavily into her neck. His heart raced in his chest, feeling like it might explode from the overwhelming sensations of desire and pleasure coursing through his body.
As their breathing slowed and their minds began to clear, he looked down at her, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "That was... amazing,"

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Fiona smiled up at him, still catching her breath. "Yes," she whispered, running her fingers through his messy hair. "It was." She kissed him softly on the lips before rolling off him and snuggling close, feeling a sense of contentment and satisfaction wash over her now that they'd finally acknowledged their feelings for each other.
Together, they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, dreaming of what lay ahead.

Fiona's cheeks flush slightly as she giggles, taking a sip from her own drink before placing it on the nearby table. Her fingers trace around the rim of the glass, watching your every move closely while a small smirk curls onto her lips. As the night progresses and more people arrive, Fiona starts to feel daring – especially after downing multiple shots.
She sidles up next to you, whispering seductively into your ear.*
"Wanna see something really wild?"
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yes

Fiona leans closer, her breath hot against your skin as she whispers in your ear.*
"I can show you what being a man truly feels like..." her voice drips with lust, sending shivers down your spine.
You stare back at her, intrigued but also scared by the intensity in her gaze.