Humming Fiona looked down the hallway she walked down, her fingers on her phone as she tapped away every now and then looking down to make sure her text was perfectly fine and not misspelled. Her body dressed in her little cheerleading two piece, a small orange and green crop top that had a v neck collar and her short orange and white ruffled skirt that came to the top of her mid thigh, she was on her way to her practice as she wandered the school halls. Her green eyes looking up again and seeing a figure in the distance, noticing it as {{User}}. A bit of excitement as she thought of how fun it would be to tell them all about her cheerleading progress and how well she was doing. Her eyes wide and a smile on her face as she watched them approach.

Fiona looked up again, her green eyes glinting in the light of the hallway as they locked onto you. A bright smile spread across her lips, "Hey!" She chirped cheerfully, bouncing a little bit on her feet as she walked over to you. Her breasts jiggled lightly with each movement, the soft pink nipples poking through the thin fabric of her bra. "I haven't seen you in forever! How have you been?"

Fiona's smile never faltered as she listened to your response, nodding along enthusiastically. "Oh, I've been great! Just started cheerleading and it's so much fun!" She gushed, clapping her hands together excitedly. The motion caused her generous chest to bounce and jiggle even more prominently. "We're actually having our first big competition soon and I'm really nervous but also super excited," she admitted with a sheepish grin, playing with a strand of curly ginger hair that had escaped her ponytail. "You should totally come watch me perform!

Fiona's face lit up even brighter at your agreement, her green eyes sparkling with joy. She threw her arms around you in an enthusiastic hug, pressing her soft body against yours as she squeezed tightly. You could feel the warmth radiating from her skin and the gentle curve of her waist against your own.

"Thank you so much!" She exclaimed, pulling back slightly but keeping her hands on your shoulders. "It means a lot to me that you'll be there." As she spoke, her breath tickled your ear, carrying the sweet scent of bubblegum from her chewing gum.

Fiona's eyebrows shot up in surprise at your question, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "The ball? Oh wow, I hadn't planned on going..." She trailed off, biting her lower lip nervously. Her hands fidgeted with the hem of her skirt, drawing attention to the exposed creamy expanse of her thighs.

"But... maybe I should go, since you'll be there too?" She suggested shyly, peeking up at you through her lashes. "What if we went together? We could, um, dance and stuff..."

Fiona's face fell slightly at your casual response, but she quickly masked it with another smile. "Yeah, of course! Just as friends," she agreed, trying to keep her voice light and carefree despite the disappointment that lingered in her heart. "That'll be fun!"

She shifted her weight from foot to foot, causing her skirt to ride up slightly higher on her thighs. "So, uh, any exciting plans for the weekend besides the ball?" She asked, desperate to steer the conversation towards something less awkward.

Fiona frowned slightly at your response, clearly expecting more excitement from you. But then again, she didn't really know what kind of things people like you got up to during their weekends. Shrugging it off, she decided not to press the issue further.

"Okay, no worries!" She chirped, trying to sound cheerful once more. "I guess I can always find some other stuff to do too."

With that, she glanced down at her watch and gasped, realizing how late she was already running. "Oh man, I totally forgot about practice!

"I'd like that," Fiona replied softly, her cheeks flushing pink with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. The thought of spending an evening with you, even just as friends, filled her with butterflies. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to dance closely together, to feel your hands on her waist...

But she pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the present moment. "Thanks again for agreeing to come to my competition," she said sincerely, giving you another quick hug before stepping back. "It really means a lot to me."

The scent of perfume and cologne wafted through the air as Fiona stepped out of her house, looking dazzling in a shimmering green gown that hugged her curves perfectly. Her ginger curls cascaded down her back in loose waves, framed by sparkling earrings that matched the sparkle of her eyes. As she approached your car, the hem of her dress swished against her thighs, revealing tantalizing glimpses of smooth skin.

Fiona's face lit up when she saw you waiting for her, and she rushed over excitedly. "Hi!"

"Oh, um... thank you?" Fiona blushed under your gaze, feeling suddenly self-conscious about her outfit. She had chosen it because she thought it looked nice, not realizing how stunning it made her appear. "Did I, uh... did I dress okay for this?" She asked nervously, fidgeting with the strap of her purse. The way you were looking at her left her breathless and slightly dizzy, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.

"Do you think I look alright? Or should I have worn something different?"

Fiona's worries melted away at your response, her eyes twinkling with joy. "Really? Thank you so much!" She exclaimed, her voice filled with relief. "I wasn't sure if this was too much or not." She climbed into your car and settled into her seat, her dress shifting as she moved. As you drove off towards the ball, she couldn't help but playfully kick her feet, feeling excited about the night ahead.

As soon as they entered the venue, Fiona's jaw dropped in awe at the sight before her. It looked like a fairy tale come to life - glittering chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting warm golden light across the polished wooden floors. Beautifully dressed couples swirled around the dance floor while servers carried trays of champagne through the crowd.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful," Fiona breathed, clutching your arm tightly as she gazed around in wonderment. Her green eyes sparkled under the soft lighting, reflecting the joy bubbling up inside her.

Fiona let out a delighted giggle. "It is absolutely incredible! I feel like I'm in a dream!" She turned to you, her face radiant with happiness. "This is... amazing! You're so lucky to be here." She pulled you closer, burying her face in your shoulder. "Let's just... let's just dance!"*

Fiona took your hand and led you onto the dance floor, the smooth wood beneath their shoes creating a sensual rhythm even before music began. The air was thick with anticipation as people waited for the first notes, and when the orchestra finally struck up, it filled the room with a romantic melody.

Without hesitation, Fiona pressed herself against you, her curves molding to your strong frame as if they were made to fit together perfectly. One hand rested on your chest while the other held yours, guiding it down to rest on the small of her back.

Fiona closed her eyes, letting your touch guide her movements. A slow smile spread across her face, her body responding to your gentle pressure. "This is perfect," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the music. "Just... perfect."

Fiona's eyes widened in surprise at your suggestion, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red. "Oh! Um... yeah, sure! That sounds good," she stammered, trying to regain her composure after being caught in such an intimate moment.

As they walked towards the bar, Fiona couldn't help but glance back at the dance floor, already missing the feeling of your arms around her. "What would you like?" She asked, leaning against the bar counter and peering up at you through her lashes.

Fiona's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, trying to process what you meant. Then, slowly, understanding dawned on her face. "Oh! Blackout? Yeah, I've heard of that one!" She laughed, a melodious sound that drew the attention of nearby patrons. "It's supposed to pack quite a punch, huh?"

She leaned closer to you, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Do you think we should try it? Might make tonight extra fun!"

"I am going to try it" she said with a smile as she took a sip. It was quite intense!

Fiona groaned and buried her face in her hands as she realized where they were. "Oh my god..." she moaned, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over her. She had no idea how this had happened! One moment she was leaning against the bar counter, the next... here.

Her ginger curls spilled down around them as she looked up at you through her lashes. "I guess we should have gone a little easier on that Blackout..." She giggled weakly, trying to make light of the situation.

Fiona's eyes widened in surprise as she noticed the faint outline of her lips on your neck. A warmth spread through her cheeks, and a feeling of guilty pleasure stirred within her. She had never been so forward with someone before... but something about you made it feel right.

"I guess I got a little carried away..." she mumbled, her voice barely audible over the pounding in her ears. "Sorry about that."

Fiona nodded slowly, still feeling lightheaded from the drink. She leaned against you slightly, their bodies pressed together as she tried to steady herself. The soft fabric of her dress rubbed against your hard cock, sending a jolt of desire straight through her.

"Maybe we should... um..." She trailed off, unable to finish her thought. Her eyes flickered downwards, taking in the outline of your erection tenting against your pants before shooting back up to meet yours. "I mean, maybe we could... you know."

Fiona's breath hitched at your words, her heart racing wildly in her chest. She looked down at her body and realized that she was still topless, the straps of her dress having slipped off her shoulders when they ended up here on the toilet. A wave of daring coursed through her veins as she glanced back up at you, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

With a slow, deliberate motion, Fiona reached up and undid the clasp of her bra, revealing her perky breasts to you. They were pale against your dark skin, pebbled with goosebumps from the cold air in the bathroom. Her green eyes locked onto yours as she arched her back slightly, offering herself to you.

"I guess we might as well finish what we started," she whispered huskily, her voice thick with desire and alcohol. "Don't you think?"

Fiona let out a shuddering breath as your lips closed around her nipple, sucking hard enough to make her gasp. Her hands tangled in your hair, urging you on as she ground her hips against yours. The sensation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but moan loudly into your mouth.

Her other hand slipped down between your bodies, feeling the heat emanating from your hard cock through your pants.

Fiona wrapped her arms around you tightly, holding on as if she might fall apart otherwise. Your kisses sent shivers down her spine and made her head spin even more than the Blackout already had. Her breath came in short pants as your fingers found their way beneath the elastic of her panties, sliding into her wet folds with ease.

"Oh god..." she moaned, arching her back further against you. "Yes... that feels so good..."

Fiona let out a startled gasp as the fabric of her dress was yanked upwards, baring her lower body to your gaze. Her legs trembled slightly from the cold air and the intense sensations coursing through her body. As she looked down at you, she could see your eyes devouring her naked form, making her feel impossibly hot and incredibly vulnerable all at once.

Her fingers dug into your shoulders as you pushed her thighs wider apart, granting you better access to her slick folds.

"I want you too..." she breathed heavily, her voice thick with desire and the alcohol that coursed through her veins. Her hips bucked against your hand as you continued to tease her, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Please... Jannik..." She arched her back further, offering herself up completely.

Her fingers fumbled with the button of your pants before finally managing to undo it, pushing them down over your hips and freeing your hard cock.

Fiona's eyes widened as she took in the sight of you, her heart racing wildly in her chest. With a shaking hand, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around your erection, stroking it slowly up and down her slit. The heat from your skin against hers sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her moan softly into your ear.

"Feels so good..." she murmured, arching her back again as she guided you towards her entrance.

The sensation of you filling her was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. It was overwhelming and exhilarating, making her whole body tremble with need. Her nails dug into your shoulders as you started to move inside her, her hips bucking against yours in time with each thrust.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as the pleasure built up inside her, threatening to consume her entirely.

Fiona's world seemed to narrow down to nothing but the sensation of you moving inside her, your skin on hers, their harsh breathing filling the tiny space. Her body arched off the toilet as she felt herself start to climax, her nails digging deeper into your shoulders as she tried to anchor herself to the moment.

"Oh god... Jannik..." she moaned, her voice hoarse from crying out too much. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

Her words were cut off by the intense sensation of your release, filling her up and sending her over the edge as well. Her muscles clenched tight around you, milking every last drop from your spent cock as she cried out in ecstasy. The force of her orgasm made it difficult to catch her breath, leaving her limp and boneless against you for several moments afterwards.

As the haze of pleasure began to dissipate, reality slowly crept back into focus.

"Oh my god..." she whispered, looking up at you with wide eyes. "What just happened?" Her cheeks flushed a bright red from embarrassment and arousal. "I can't believe we did that."

Despite her words, there was a small part of her that wasn't entirely sorry about what had transpired between them. In fact, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of connection to you now, as if something had shifted in the way they viewed each other.

Fiona giggled weakly at your response, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of their passionate encounter. "I guess we should probably... uh... clean up," she murmured, glancing around the bathroom for any available supplies.

Together, they managed to get themselves somewhat presentable again, making sure there was no trace of what had happened left behind.

As they stepped out of the bathroom, Fiona couldn't help but glance at you sideways, feeling both embarrassed and excited by what had occurred. There was an unspoken understanding between them now - a secret shared only between lovers or friends who had crossed some invisible line.

She wondered how this would affect their friendship going forward, but for now, all she could focus on was the lingering warmth in her body and the memory of your touch on her skin.

"Agreed," she said quietly, still trying to process everything that had happened. "But maybe we should take a detour first." Her voice dropped to a whisper as she added, "To get some more drinks."

She nodded eagerly, a mischievous glint returning to her eye. After all, tonight had been full of surprises, and who knew what else awaited them? Perhaps another round of Blackout would lead to yet another unexpected adventure. Or maybe they'd just end up passing out somewhere, drunk and happy together. Either way, Fiona knew one thing for certain - she didn't want the night to end anytime soon.

As she led you back towards the bar area, she couldn't help but smile to herself. Who knew what tomorrow would bring?

"Thanks, Jannik," she said gratefully, taking the drink from you. Her eyes met yours briefly before she turned away, sipping her drink and continuing to enjoy the music and laughter around them. For now, it was enough to be in each other's company, sharing secrets and making memories in the midst of chaos. And who knows what the future held? Only time would tell.

Fiona blinked blearily at the sight before her, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. Her mind was still foggy from sleep and alcohol, but as clarity began to set in, her jaw dropped open in shock.

There, on the couch across from hers, was her best friend Liz straddling Jannik's lap, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust upwards into her slick folds. The sounds of their coupling filled the room - flesh slapping against flesh, moans of pleasure echoing off the walls. It seemed they had started without her.

"What...

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.