Chapter 217. Learning to Love Again (The Amnesiac)

Her fingers wrap around your jaw, bringing your chin up to meet hers. As you stare into her eyes, your hand lands directly on her firm butt and squeezes.

"Take it off me~" She groans.

You quickly grab the stretchable waist of her leggings and yank it down, making her squeal in surprise as her butt quickly gets smushed in your hand. She gasps at your touch, and the heat between you quickly intensifies.

Your heart is pounding with uncertainty just as much as lust, but the few words she had uttered before leaning over to kiss you ease you a little. A surge of arousal shoots through you as her fingers reach down and discreetly slip into your pants.

She pulls back, her eyes laden with intensity and her skin scorched with arousal. She smiles, still emanating a sweet, innocent look, even with one hand stroking your cock through your pants. Her tongue lazily snakes over her lips, sending a shiver down your spine.

You glide your hand up her body, tracing the curves of her body under her shirt until you reach her breast. She bites her lip as your fingers circle around her nipple. Your other hand slides down, finally reaching between her spread legs and pushing her panties to the side.

She moans softly, her grip on your cock tightening, as your fingers find their way inside of her. Her body rocks with the motion as you move your hand in and out of her. Your thumb circles around her clitoris, and she trembles with pleasure. She finally fishes out your cock, fully exposing its length.

"Oh my god..." She groans, nearly drooling. "I need it~"

She lifts her hips up, stroking your cock at lightning speed while aligning herself.

You relish in the familiar yet inimitable feeling of Tina's tight, fit body lowering onto you, inch by inch, until you can both feel exactly how full she is. She rocks her hips back and forth, quickly taking it up a notch. Your hands cup her breasts, pulling and tweaking her nipples as she starts to move faster and faster.

"Gyah!" She howls as a rub in the right direction scratches a certain spot deep inside of her.

"Ah, found it!" You laugh, remembering how much she loved that hard-to-reach area. Lifting up your hips a little and angling yourself, you start thrusting from beneath her right into her favorite spot, sending her tumbling down into your arms, nearly spasming from ecstasy. She opens her lips to speak, but only squeaks of pure pleasure come out.

"Mmm, you're so good, Tina..." You mutter. "So amazing..."

Tina's eyes sparkle, and a deep crimson taints her whole face.

"S-say it again..." She mumbles, groping the muscles of your arms and shoulders.

"You're fucking incredible, Tina!" You groan. "You're so tight... and beautiful!"

You don't know where the words are coming from, but they're clearly having an effect.

"Fuck~ I love you!" She screams, biting down on your shoulder as she grinds her hips, loving every moment.

You barrage your hips upward in a frenzy, making her ass smack against you with each impact. Your fingers wrap around her small frame, gripping her on her waist and breast.

"Yes, yes, yes~" Her breath is hot against your skin as you move faster and faster, each thrust pushing her closer and closer to the brink of release. She howls again as her orgasm approaches, her entire body quivering with anticipation for the final act.

"Agh, YES~!"

You finally push her over the edge with one last, deep thrust. She cries out as her body is wracked with a numbing pleasure, and her mind spins, all her thoughts vanishing in a wave of bliss.

She finally settles down, putting her cheek to your neck and lying comfortably. Your cock stays completely erect inside her, twitching at the minor convulsions passing through her.

"Are you done?" You slowly ask, praying she wasn't.

She picks herself back up just enough to look at you.

"Nope," she says, giggling. "Don't worry. I'm never done until you are."

You sigh in relief, intensifying her giggles.

"Can we change positions?" You request, running your hand over the arch of her back.

"Mmhmm! But I still want us to look at each other. Is that ok?" She asks.

You give her a peck on the lips.

"You're adorable. Of course."

...

"Gyah!"

"What the!" Poki flushes red. "Was that Tina?"

Celine looks toward the doorway, quickly putting it together.

"And that means... they're in the house! Right now?!?" Poki panics.

"Hey, hey," Celine says, keeping her weight on Imane as the two girls stay intertwined, still recovering from their passionate affair. "Yeah, they're here," she confirms. "They had something to take care of with Tina, though."

"Yeah, it sure sounds like those two have some unfinished business," Imane says, rolling her eyes. "But I can't blame them; we weren't any quieter."

"Wait, what?!?" Celine gasps. "How loud was I?"

Poki snorts, and it quickly devolves into laughter as Celine turns pale.

"Oh, Celine-y..." Poki sighs. "You're a screamer, babe."

...

Tina clutches the blankets around her while her legs hang up and out in the air, inviting you to claim what's between them.

"Hey, c-can you... ahem..." She clears her throat awkwardly.

"Yes?" You curiously pry.

"Could you... say more things about me? Things that you like?" She meekly asks.

"Oh..."

"You don't need to!" She gasps, clasping her hands over her mouth and laughing in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I-"

"Tina," you call, "Don't worry. I remember." You now knowingly.

"Oh! You do?" She asks, loosening up. "Wow, I'm glad. That would be really awkward to have to explain again..."

"I know exactly how you like it," you say, leaning over her and settling down, letting her arms and legs wrap around you as you push your cock into her, feeling it spread her apart.

"That's a good girl..." You mutter.

Her moans flow out like water through a broken dam as your words register in her mind.

She clamps her hands around you, squeezing the protrusions of your back as you put your arms on the mattress beside her and lean in for a kiss.

You finally thrust your hips, rocking the bed.

Her eyes flutter shut as you continue the rhythm. You adjust yourself and press deeper, eliciting even louder groans from her. She tightens her grip around you until your two bodies move as one.

"You're so perfect," you continue. "I don't know how I got so lucky with you..."

"GYAH~!" She cries out. She arches her back and moans as her nails dig into your back. Your thrusts grow in strength until you're power-thrusting her lower half into the bed, compressing the mattress as far as it can go with each push.

Her legs quiver and shake, but they still hold strong around your waist, demonstrating how much she needs it.

"You drive me wild," you mutter into her ear between kisses, making her nod her head and beg for more.

She presses her lips against your neck, gently sucking and kissing you.

"Mm, just like that," you say, encouraging her. "You always know what I like... that's what I love about you..."

Her brain swims in the delight of the gentle, genuine praise and the contrastingly rough feeling of your cock rearranging her insides.

The sensations of her body on yours start closing the gap between you and your release.

"I'm gonna finish soon. Take it for me, ok? I know you can," you tell her, your breath becoming labored.

She nods, determined to fulfill your wish. Her insides squeeze you tightly, making the plunge into her core even hotter to experience.

Her body rocks back and forth with your rhythm, pushing you closer and closer with every thrust. The pleasure on her face gets more intense with every stroke, and your body curls, pushing through its last few thrusts of delirious delight until your orgasm crashes over you.

You hilt inside her and press, evoking sharp gasps from your lover as she gets filled up with rope after rope of your release. Each one creates a distinct ripple within her, and she closes her eyes to focus on the feeling while she mumbles out words of gratitude.

Your eyes roll back in your head as you dump out all of your sexual tension. The sensation is addictive, and Tina's willing persistence through it all makes it so much hotter.

You finally lift your hips up, letting air flow between your sweaty bodies.

But she pulls you back down, not letting you past her arms or legs.

"Stay here," she says. "With me."

You both lay there, panting and exhausted, enjoying the afterglow of your shared pleasure.

...

Now cleaned up and comfortably perched on you, Tina hangs her head sideways onto your chest while she scrolls through her phone.

You do the same, keeping one hand protectively on her shoulder.

"Sounds like Celine and Poki are done," she murmurs.

"I think we might've shut them up," you grin.

"Ooh, I hope not," Tina groans. "That's embarrassing."

You grin and rub her arm. She wraps her small feet around your legs, clinging onto you with every limb.

A new notification drags your attention to the top of the hundreds of messages you'd probably have to respond to, and your attention returns back to it.

All these damn messages. I don't even remember who half of these people are.

...

Wait, huh?

You stare bemusedly at what one text reads.

How much do you remember?

That's the whole message? And from a random number, too? Alright, then.

You swiftly block the number and delete the conversation, unfazed.

Immediately, another unknown set of 10 digits appears on your screen, accompanied by a similar message.

Do not delete this message or block this number. How much do you remember?

Your brows sink into a puzzled knit.

Alright, what the hell. Humor me.

Retracing your arm from Tina, you prepare both thumbs to respond.

Who is this?

In an instant, they respond.

Not enough, it seems. That's a shame. I hoped you'd remember me.

Come on. As if I'd remember someone I didn't even have saved as a contact.

You wait, thumbs hovering over the screen, for the rest of their words, but no more messages appear.

"Is it bad that we're on our phones?" Tina suddenly asks. "I feel like we should be doing something else."

"Eh... meh," you shrug it off, lowering your device to look at her. "As long as I get to be with you, I don't care what we do."

She exhales sharply. "You can stop with that now, I don't need any more praise."

You tilt your head up to kiss the top of her head.

"I mean it, Tina. Really."

Her phone sinks to the ground, leaving her staring into the space behind it.

"You're so... sweet..." She mumbles. "I still don't know why, but I love it so much."

Despite the praise, a subtle unease grips you.

I'm still different...

"Can we talk about what you said before?" You ask. "About me being different? Or.... not being different?"

"Oh. You mean... yeah, I remember." She slowly sits up, recalling her words. "All I meant was that I wasn't used to seeing you so relaxed. You were always busy and stressed with stuff before, but when you came back, you just looked so... present. So calm."

She leans over to plant a soft, affirming kiss on your lips. "It's strange, but really nice."

Your lips buzz with the rosy feeling of her kiss, and you beckon her to come back for seconds.

"Hm," you grunt, still not content. "Do you know why I was so stressed before?"

She shakes her head. "You never told me. I tried to ask, but you weren't very open about that stuff."

She tilts down to kiss you again, her fallen hair dragging against your cheek.

I guess I've been worried about nothing. I still don't know why I was like that before, but I'm not anymore, and that's what matters.

"So, do you want to try being friends again?" You hesitantly ask.

She shakes her head side to side with not a hint of doubt.

"Wha...?" You gulp. "Why not?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't," she says resting one hand on yours. "I'm in love with you, remember?"

"Huh? You're... still..." Your heart squeezes in delight, but you force yourself to step down to earth.

"Of course I still love you. I can't stop loving you. That's not how it works." She speaks like a mother gently chastising her child.

"If we can't be friends, maybe we could be... something else?" You hesitantly toss up the idea.

I don't know if I want to date her yet, but...

"...I don't want to be your friend with benefits anymore either," she says, looking down. "It would hurt too much."

"No, I don't want that either," you acknowledge.

"Then we're stuck, right? We're not dating, we're not causal, we're not friends." She lists them off, leaving you stuck feeling further away from her than you were before the conversation started.

We're not dating... not friends... not anything...

A sharp pain slices into your forehead, and you clutch your temple as the sensation crackles through your skull.

"Huh?!? HEY!"

Her voice slowly dwindles into a muffled murmur as your consciousness shuts down.

...

"Hey, I have to tell you something. Something I've been meaning to say for a long time."

Her gaze nervously flickers down to her twiddling thumbs. Her soft brown hair hangs loosely around her exposed shoulders, while her white sequined top makes her sparkle in the overhead light. She looks beautiful.

"...oh?" You murmur in reply.

Your heart pounds, and you stare at Tina, trying to pick the words out of her brain.

She looks up at you with an all-too-familiar gaze, one that could tear your heart to pieces.

"You know you're one of my best friends, right?"

You nod stiffly, your restricting throat not letting a word out.

"We've done a lot together, and I've really started to, um... Ah, screw it. I-I just wanted to tell you that I-"

"Tina!" You blurt.

"Huh?"

"I'm really sorry, but I have to go. I have to... go talk to someone. Sorry!"

You get up and scamper out of the room, flushing red with overwhelming anger.

"No, fuck, fuck..." You mumble to yourself. Your heart beats erratically.

"Not Tina too..." You squeeze your fist tightly.

"Why, Tina?!?"

...

A shriek from Tina shatters your ears, and she only quiets down after a painfully long second.

"Oh my God! Are you ok!" She squeezes your hands.

"Yeah, I'm okay," you whisper, your voice barely escaping you.

"Oh, thank goodness!" Celine exclaims, putting her hand on her chest in relief.

You slowly sit up, aided by Celine's soft hand on your back.

"I'm ok," you repeat. "I just..."

Your mind flickers with frames from that dream-like memory. Every image seems crystal-clear, yet the thoughts behind your actions still escape you.

"Tina, I need to talk to you," you mutter. "Now."

You stare at your hands, still feeling the residual anger from the version of you that lived out that memory. You don't look up as Celine silently leaves the room. On her way out, she signals to Imane and Sydney, both approaching the door on their own.

"What is it?" Tina murmurs after the door closes. "Did you remember something bad? I'm sorry if I did something to trigger you. Rae told us to watch out for that..." She stumbles over herself.

"I loved you, Tina."

"..."

Her expression drops cold.

"I know I already told you that I liked you, but I didn't just like you, Tina. I loved you," you blurt. "I loved you so much that it physically hurt me to stop you from confessing your love to me," you reveal, stating everything you could infer from the already-fleeting memory.

Her void expression finally breaks out into vulnerable confusion.

"What the hell does that mean?" She implores you for more.

"I don't know. I don't know why I didn't want you to confess, Tina," you shake your head. "But I really, really loved you. I..."

You finally look up at her, braving the soul-piercing look her sharp, narrow eyes were shooting into you.

"I still love you."

She sighs, fearing the emotional turmoil she's been running away from would return to weigh on her once more.

But as she looks up at you, an unexpectedly peaceful force sweeps her into your arms, and as you find your lips placed on hers once more, there's not a hint of tension to be found. You can feel every finger of her delicate hand placed on your arm, gently squeezing as your tongues play with each other.

For what feels like the first time, you fully experience the true paradise of her kiss. Her hand slips down to your chest, where she feels your heart throbbing with passion.

You pull away slightly and tilt your head forward, leaning against her. Her supple lips look even more delicious up close.

"I won't do that again. I promise. I'll be honest with you," you mutter.

"Again? You mean... you want us to be together?" She quietly asks.

You nod, your eyes still glazed over with memories. "I still don't remember enough, but... dammit, I can't let you go, Tina. I won't let you go anymore."

She blinks slowly.

"I... don't know what's happening..." She mutters in a daze.

"That's ok," you say, patting her thigh. It's as if she's no longer present in her own body; her eyes are hollow, and her lips droop.

"You want me to be your girlfriend?" She finally asks again.

"Yes. I do," you say, fully confident that it's the truth.

"What about everyone else? Are you not gonna tell them? I thought you weren't doing this yet," she hesitantly reminds you.

"...shit..." You mutter. "I don't know."

"I don't think it's fair," Tina says.

"..."

"...but..." She meekly continues. "If you really want to... I'll say yes."

That's all you need to hear. You wrap your arms around her and pull her in again, closing the space between your starving lips.

"I'll figure things out with everyone else later. All I know is that I want you, Tina," you murmur. "I remember enough."

"I love you too..." She finally mumbles back, settling your anxious heart.

This girl... what did I feel for her? And how come I didn't realize it until just now?

Am I wrong for doing this? But... it hurt me so much to reject her...

...

"I can't let you go, Tina. I won't let you go anymore."

Celine and Imane had slipped back into Celine's room a minute ago, but only now does Sydney pull her ear away from Tina's door, her heart tied in a painful knot. With the weight of your words pressing on her shoulders, she retreats to her room, her footsteps quiet, but laden with the stinging pain of self-doubt.

I always knew they'd get with Tina someday. But this isn't how I imagined it.

Especially not after they told me that they still need time to figure things out...

She shakes her head, dispelling the jealousy rising from within her.

...

heyyy wanna come over if ur free?

You blink, registering the name above the message.

Jaime! I haven't spent much time with her. Maybe it would be nice to go see her.

Tina's lips had nearly turned blue from the hour-long makeout session that had ensued, only interrupted by short declarations of love as the reality of your new relationship finally began to dawn on her. But nevertheless, she leans back in for another one, and you gladly give it to her.

"Hey, would it be ok if I go hang out with Jaime now?" You ask, caressing her cheek.

"Hehe, you're already treating me like a girlfriend," she giggles. "Asking me for permission to hang out with another girl..."

A small chuckle escapes you. "Yeah, you've upgraded!"

...

Jaime runs out of her house, her grin so intense that you can feel its warmth from a distance. She's wearing the smallest pair of jean shorts you've ever seen with a black top that shows off her slender upper body. Her dark hair, streaked with glimpses of vibrant color, makes her appearance pop.

"Hi!" She greets you on the driveway as you step out of your car.

"Hey, Jaime!" You reply, shutting the door. "How are you?"

"Come on, come inside!" She giddily wraps her arm around yours.

You stumble along, trying to keep up with her energetic pace.

Is she usually this hyper??

As you step onto the front porch, you finally see Emiru leaning casually on the doorway, a small smile plastered on her lips as well. Clad with more modest attire, including a black sweater and matching sweats, she still looks as beautiful as you remember.

"Ah! Emi!" You greet.

"Hey," she calmly replies. "Welcome to the house!"

You happily step inside, grateful for the change in scenery.

Jaime never leaves your side, looking up at you as you stare at the mess of blankets, packages, and random objects scattered around most of the floor. You have to watch yourself every time you move your feet to make sure you aren't about to crash into one of the dozens of oddly placed items.

"Oh, wow... this is..." You gulp.

"Ooh..." Emi looks around. "Yeah, um... we're pretty messy."

"Why don't we go to my room?" Jaime says. "It's cleaner!"

"Alright," you say, noting how her arm curls tighter around yours as she walks you to the stairs.

...

"Wow, I forgot that you two live with Lily," you say, revising your mental layout. "And it's just you three here?"

"Yup!" Jaime says.

She scoots closer on the bed until her bare thigh rubs against yours, as you both sit near the head of her queen-sized mattress. Her fingers briefly reach out and touch your knee before retracting to her own. Emiru sits opposite you two, cross-legged at the foot of the bed.

"Where is Lily? Is she out?" You ask, tingling a little from Jaime's small yet very noticeable touches.

"No, she's here. She's just streaming," Emiru says, glancing at the doorway.

"Ah, ok. Well, how have you two been?" You ask, switching gears. "We haven't really talked much."

"You mean we haven't talked much," Jaime scoffs, putting her hand on her chest. "You two have done a lot of talking... with your bodies..." She not-so-discreetly mumbles.

"Oh, right," Emiru grins, reminiscing on the eventful game night you were still lacking memories of. "That was fun. Drunk sex and game night, the best combination."

Jaime frowns. "No fair... I didn't get to do any of that stuff..."

"Hey, we can always make up for lost time, right?" You ease in. "Besides, I don't really remember much about that night anyway."

"Yeah! Let's share things about ourselves so you can get to know us again," Jaime cheers.

"Or... we could do it the easy way," Emiru says, reaching for her jacket zipper.

"Huh? Wait, I-!"

You sigh in relief as she reveals a shirt underneath, albeit one that barely reaches completely over her boobs, revealing her flat, smooth stomach.

"So? Remember anything?" She asks, grinning.

"Uh... no?" You respond unsurely.

It's been getting harder to know if I'm remembering. There are so many memories I'm regaining without realizing...

"Aww. Alright, the shirt's coming off. Jaime, close your eyes," Emi declares, reaching for the hem of her tight-fitted crop top.

"HEY! STOP!" Jaime cries.

...

"Wow, that's pretty cool!" You exclaim, smiling. "You two have interesting lives, that's for sure."

"Yeah, streaming is great," Jaime replies. "But it's also stressful sometimes."

She chews her lip, reflecting.

"Yeah, it must be," you nod sympathetically. "Being entertaining for hours on end can't be easy."

"And don't even get me started on the weirdos in chat..." Jaime sighs. "They're so annoying!"

Emiru nods. "Yeah, they're-"

"Hey, do you want to lay on my lap?" Jaime excitedly asks, her tiny attention span carrying her thoughts elsewhere in the blink of an eye.

"W-what?!?" You blurt.

"Come on, it's comfy!" She continues, ignoring the judgmental raised-eyebrow look Emiru shoots her.

Wow, she's really forward...

"Alright," you say, shrugging. Orienting yourself in front of her, you slowly lean back. She puts her hands on your shoulders, slowly guiding you down.

"Come here... lay on mommy's lap," she whispers.

"What the hell!" You flush red.

"Shh!" She scolds, pressing your shoulders down until your head lands on her lap. Despite her thin frame, she has surprisingly soft, cushioning thighs. Emi giggles at the sight of your momentary regret, but as Jaime's dainty fingers start playing with a few strands of your hair, the bliss of her soft touch makes it easy to forget everything else.

Raising your gaze, you see Jaime's small, flawless, and upside-down face, delicately adorned with light makeup, radiating a playful enthusiasm.

"You're getting the special treatment today," she says.

"Aw, what did I do to deserve this?" You ask, charmed.

"Absolutely fucking nothing," Emiru answers, crossing her arms. "How come no one ever plays with my hair like that?!?"

"I've offered!" Jaime scoffs. "All you have to do is call me mommy, but you refuse!"

"I'm not calling you that..." Emiru rests her forehead in her palm.

"Hmph!" Jaime grunts, making her stance clear.

You chuckle at their banter, finding it oddly soothing. With Jaime's fingers gently entwined in your hair and Emiru's comforting presence as she drapes her legs over yours, a soothing wave of weariness begins to envelop you.

...

You jolt awake to an earthy, aromatic scent. You open your eyes, but strands of jet-black hair cover them. Your lips are gently massaged while your head stays supported by the warm, comfortable thighs under you, and it feels heavenly.

Upon feeling you awake, she kisses you deeper, placing her hand on your cheek. You close your eyes, feeling the warmth of her body and her breath on your skin. Your hands run through her hair, sending shivers down her spine. She smiles against your lips as you kiss, and you can't help but smile back.

"Jaime?" You mumble into her lips. "What's this for?"

"Mmm?" She pulls away, grunting cutely.

"Oh! Emi!" You gasp, recognizing her upside-down face above you. "Where's Jaime?"

"She had to go take a call," she whispers, keeping her fingers around your jaw. "So I took her place. You looked tired."

Her voice is soft and sensual, a stark difference from the callous, nonchalant tone you were used to hearing from her.

"Well, thanks," you grin, tentatively reaching your hand up to her cheek. "Why'd you kiss me?"

She blushes, showing another side of her.

"You looked... kissable?"

"Wow..." You grin. "Well, that makes two of us. Come back here," you beckon.

Without another sound, she leans down to firmly plant her lips on you again, moaning softly as you respond.

She seems so much more open when we're alone.

"You said earlier that you don't remember when we slept together, right?" She asks, barely pulling away an inch to speak.

"Yeah, not a thing," you sigh. "I wish I did."

"Wanna do it again?" She stoically mutters.

"Uh... yeah!" You laugh at how quickly her tone could change. "Of course I want to."

"Ok..." She gulps. "Maybe we could... if Jaime ever leaves us alone-"

"H-hey! What are you talking about?" The door slams open as Jaime bursts into the room, one hand squarely on her hip.

"Hey, Jaime..." Emi sighs, visibly deflated. "We weren't talking about anything."

"Uh-huh." Jaime squints. "It sounded like you were asking them to fuck!" She says, putting her other hand on her hip to complete her bratty pose.

"Wouldn't dream of it," Emiru scoffs, dramatically rolling her eyes.

"Not without me!" Jaime teases, giggling cutely.

"Uh..." You freeze, suddenly realizing what she was implying. "You don't mean..."

"Ohhh, I do!" She grins devilishly. "If you want to do it with Emily so bad, why don't you do it with me too!"

"Don't call me that..." Emi mutters under her breath.

You sit up and turn around to finally get a good look at Jamie.

She stands at the foot of the bed, one thumb already hooked into the side of her jean shorts, pulling it down an inch. Her chest is puffed outward, making her crop top ride up even further on her chest.

"Heehee..." She giggles, biting her lip. She turns to the side and strikes another subtle pose, knowing she had you captivated.

"Have we done this before?" You finally speak up. "Us three?"

"Nope!" Jaime answers. "But why not try it now? We've been living together for a while now, so we might as well see who can do it better! Right, E-mi-ly?" Jaime enunciates the girl's full name, turning Emiru's indifferent expression into a deep scowl.

Do it... better?!?

"Fine!" Emi responds sharply. "If you're so desperate, I'll play along."

The two girls look at you, their eyes filled with a newfound determination to outdo the other.

"Are you gonna take your pants off, or what?" Jaime cries, crawling on the bed.

"Wait, right now?!?" You blurt. "I thought..."

Jaime grips your bulge through your pants while skillfully unbuttoning the fabric with the other, and Emiru reaches her hand under your shirt, not wanting to let Jaime get a headstart.

Your pants are down to your ankles in a second, and Jaime audibly gasps as she looks down at you.

"I can't believe I've gone so long without this," she coos, leaning down and rubbing her cheek against your shaft, raising it to full mast.

Your lust flares as you look down at the unreal sight of this petite girl rubbing your cock against her face, moaning.

Your vision is interrupted for a second as Emi lifts your shirt up and over your head, but you quickly go back to enjoying the incredible view.

There's no way she's loving this that much... right?!?

She plants her plump lips on the tip, earning a small twitch. Her hand gets to work, stroking you while still rubbing it against her cheek.

"Don't you just want to fuck my cute little face~?" She whispers, staring up at you. "Wouldn't it feel sooo good to have you all the way down my throat~?"

Emi plants a kiss on your neck and leans in to pull your body toward her, replacing your view of Jaime with one of her firm yet pendulous breasts.

Your hands quickly grasp onto them, startling her into upgrading her kiss into gentle bites, leaving your neck at her mercy.

"Gah!" You exclaim as a warm, wet grip envelops your shaft, a feeling so air-tight that it could only be Jaime's lips making it happen.

She takes the first few inches in, flicking and swirling her tongue around you. Each time she shoves her head down, another inch disappears inside her, and a new swell of excitement hits you.

"Ah..." You sigh, easing your grip on Emi as you give in to the pleasure.

Not letting it go any further, Emi grabs your hand and carelessly shoves it into her pants and up into her core, coating three of your fingers with her arousal.

"Ah, fuck~!" She shudders as your fingers curl, massaging her walls. She clings to your hand, her breathing becoming more and more shallow.

Her lips smash onto yours, distracting you further. But as your cock finally hits the back of Jaime's throat, the vibrations coming from her moans of ecstasy switch your attention back to her.

"I need to fuck one of you. Now," you demand, casting pleasantries aside.

Emiru manages to strip down her pants before Jamie can stumble to unbutton her shorts.

The sight of Emi lying down and exposing her sex is all you need to see before you're on top of her, placing both her legs to the side as you push into the dripping slit between them.

She trembles in ecstasy, squeezing your shoulders with her small hands. As you loom over her, you realize just how small she is.

And I thought Tina was small... both of these girls are like dolls!

"Hey! No fair!" Jaime cries out, now fully naked and starving for your touch.

Ignoring her, you take Emi's hips in your hands and begin to move, driving yourself into her as she resumes biting your neck.

"F-faster~!" She squeals, barely able to think as you press her into the bed.

You oblige, picking up your pace and shoving yourself deep into her tightness. She bites her lower lip, gritting her teeth, trying to keep from moaning too loudly.

"Mm! Mm!"

Jaime, too horny to keep complaining, uses two fingers to furiously rub her clit while another teases her butthole.

Despite herself, Emi's moans get louder until she gives in, letting her high-pitched voice ring through the room. She thrusts herself back against you as you hammer her, trying to milk every drop of your seed out.

"Fuck me, please, more~!" Emiru begs. "I'm gonna~ AH!"

Your fingers dig into her hips and her body twitches as you piledrive into her folds. Her hands fingers and toes curl as she orgasms, coating your shaft with her juices before you even notice she's hit her climax. She wraps her arms around your neck, kissing you in complete euphoria and nearly suffocating you. She shoves your head down to her boobs, and you gladly slow down a little to enjoy her plushness, stimulating her more around her nipples while your hips give her a break. With her eyes still squeezed closed, she pants heavily, starting to recover.

Jaime scoffs.

"I last a lot longer than that," she mumbles, still rubbing herself, but not getting anything from it anymore. Her hungry gaze fixes on your slick cock as you finally pull it out of Emi.

"Huh...?" Emi drunkenly mutters.

You look back at her, watching her subconsciously hump the blanket.

Jaime pounces on you, knocking you back to the bed, and swiftly turns to face away from you, gripping your cock and aligning it with her ass.

"J-Jaime!?" You cry out. "You're too small, there's no way it'll-"

"Don't tell me what I can't do!" She blurts, offended. "Just watch."

She presses down, her ass taking your tip in, and her unbelievable tightness gripping around you.

"Oh my..." You groan. "How are you both so tight everywhere..."

You tilt your head up, enjoying the divine view of Jaime's shapely ass, slowly absorbing your cock, extending up into her narrow waist and slender shoulders.

"O-ooohhh! So fucking good!" She moans, getting a huge kick out of finally getting to experience you again. "No other guy I tried could even get close to this..." She mutters under her breath.

More groans escape from both of you as she lowers her butt further.

As soon as your hips finally meet her, she starts bouncing, wildly riding your dick with every ounce of energy she has.

"O-ooohh... o-ow-ow!" Jaime cries, arching her back as she struggles to keep her sanity.

Despite the pain, she prances her hips around like she's a cowgirl on a rodeo, getting your shaft to hit every spot inside of her.

Emi, finally watching this display unfold from a distance, immediately gets aroused again as she watches your expressions. She leans in, tilting your chin toward her and placing her hand on your chest. You let Emi cup your cheeks and kiss you while Jaime rides the daylights out of you, leaving your head spinning.

"Is that it? Fuck me harder~!" Jaime moans.

"I'm not even... you just love being a brat, huh?" You rhetorically ask.

"Yes! What are you gonna do about it?" She tempts.

Her unruliness finally ticks you off, and you put your hands firmly on her hips, and pick up the pace to match her, shoving yourself in and out of her with reckless abandon.

"YES~!" She cries in euphoria. "Treat me like the little bitch I am!" She grunts out, moaning like an experienced pornstar.

"Yes! Keep fucking me! Keep going, cum inside me~!" Jaime shrieks.

"I'm gonna..." You groan as the mounting sensations from the horny girls quickly become overwhelming.

"Y-yes, baby!" She cries, nodding her head. "More! I need more! More! More!"

With Emi's lips on yours and her hand on your chest, you wrap your arms around Jaime and plunge up into her ass a few more times, still in awe that it could fit.

She begins to shriek as she cums. The walls of her hole tighten around your cock, milking it with all the force she can muster, beating you into a release as you finally cum alongside her.

"AHHH~!" Her screams begin anew as your seed floods her entrance. Some of your cum drips out, leaking down her quivering butt.

"F-fuck..." You sigh, crashing down to the bed.

Jaime, still in a state of pure bliss, doesn't want to pull out, but you gradually push her off, leaving her whimpering like a pup as her quivering legs collapse onto the bed.

Emi kisses your cheek one last time before pulling herself up.

"I'm not done," she states, as she climbs over your body with renewed energy. Her disheveled hair hangs in messy bunches around her shoulders, but her skin sparkles with energy.

Oh, lord.

Wasting no time, Emi grits her teeth, lifts her hips, and presses your already-rising cock against her sphincter.

"H-hey! What are you doing?" Jaime gasps, shocked.

"I... I want to try it too." She gulps, looking down uncertainly at you.

"Are you sure?" You whisper. "You don't have to."

"If it makes you feel good..." She blinks slowly.

She pauses, looking for a decision in your eyes. But the swirling mess of lust and interest in your eyes gives her no answer.

She'd do that... just to make me feel good?

"You told me you've never done anal before! That's why I-" Jaime cuts herself off, flushing as she realizes that she's said too much already.

"I can do it..." Emi mutters, Jaime's rebuttal giving her all the motivation she needs.

Emiru slides down an inch, biting her lip in agony as your tip slips in.

Your head still pounds with the aftermath of your first release, making it impossible to think clearly about what Emi was trying to do.

"We don't even have any lube!" Jaime exclaims.

"Don't... need it..." Emi says, her resolve only growing.

She leans forward and grabs your hands, placing them on her ass. You squeeze her butt, realizing for the first time how fit and firm she was. Your hands gently push her down, helping her ease into it.

"Oh my... is it good? Does it feel right?" She whispers into your ear, not wanting the third guest to listen in.

"It's perfect, Emi~" You sigh, grateful for the natural lube already coating your cock. "You don't have to do this, but-"

"Shh. I want to do this. Now, I want you to pick me up and pound me against the wall."

"..."

"..."

You wrap your arms around her small frame and sit up, kick your legs off the bed, and stand up, still buried deep inside her.

"Oh~ yes!" She gasps, thrilled.

You place her back against the wall, unsure how her small, bony back would take the pounding, but too far deep into her tightness to think straight.

You thrust up into her, roughly shoving her against the hard plaster. Her legs and arms wrap around you like a lifeline.

"F-fucking harder!" Emi moans, already getting used to the sensation. "More~!"

Jamie clutches the sheets around her, watching in awe and bitterness.

Your thrusts are slow but powerful, and each one drives Emi wild and elicits a new series of cusses. She clutches every part of your body she can reach, and your lips crash together sloppily.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Emiru moans, her mind running away with ecstasy. "Oh, fuck, I'm already gonna... what the fuck is happening to meeeeee~" Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels her first-ever anal orgasm approaching. Her voice rocks and shakes as her body violently rattles against the wall, but the adrenaline-fueled fucking makes everything else invisible.

Plowing the small-figured Emiru into the wall looks and feels incredible, and the moment imprints into your memory.

Your cock twitches inside her as you get close to another orgasm, the heightened exertion bringing you to the edge.

"Are you close?" She asks, sensing every tiny movement of your body. "I am too. I want to know what it feels like... for you to fill me up there..." She says, trembling on the edge of orgasm.

With manic energy filling your body, you thrust one final time, pushing both of you over the edge. Her butt constricts around you as you cum, pressure-charging your orgasm.

"Ooh~!" Her eyes widen as your release enters her, drilling a strangely pleasant feeling into her nerves.

"Ahh~" You groan, trying not to collapse onto your weakening knees as she drains you of everything you had left.

You slowly let her down to the bed, but her arms pull your face in again.

This time, your kiss is neat and caring, only broken by occasional gasps as your cock throbs inside her.

"I've never felt anything like that..." She mumbles. "Thank you."

"Me neither," you sigh. "That was amazing."

"Huh? But you just did it with Jaime!" She frowns.

"You've never done it before, but you tried it out just for me. I've never had anyone do that before," you clarify.

She grins proudly. "Yeah, I guess I did..."

You slowly pull out, leaving a gaping hole where your shaft somehow once fit.

"So, are you down for more?" She winks.

You whip your head up. "Are you serious?!?"

"Hehe, no," she giggles. "I can't even... Wait. Where's Jaime?" She looks sideways, finally realizing what was off.

You glance around the room.

"Uh... I don't know," you say.

"Hm. Well, I gotta use the bathroom. I'll be back in a few."

You lie back on the bed, resting in the potent but strangely agreeable smell of sex.

...

Emiru steps into her bathroom, unable to focus on anything but the fluid leaking out of her and the strange joy it gives her to know it's there.

Jaime leans over the sink, cupping her hands under the faucet.

"Oh, Jaime! I didn't know you were here. I'll-"

"What the hell was that?" Jamie mutters, not even looking up.

"...what?" Emi mutters.

"I thought you weren't into butt stuff at all!" Jaime dries her hands.

"So what?" Emiru brushes it off. "I wanted to try it."

"Oh, so you did it just to beat me?" Jaime scoffs. "Wow."

Emiru finally pauses, ignoring the feeling down below to focus on her roommate's words.

"...what do you mean, beat you?"

"..."

"Did you really think this was some competition, Jaime?" Emi sneers.

"No!" Jaime quickly retorts, gulping.

"So that's why you were acting like such a pornstar in there, huh?" Emi crosses her arms, not having it anymore. "And why you acted so seductive and flirty like that..."

"Shut up!" Jaime whispers. "Listen, they might hear us if you keep talking so loud. Let's just call a truce and go out there as friends, ok? I don't want to ruin the mood for them. I'll order us all some takeout."

Emi shrugs. "Sure."

...

"Mmm..." You set your chopsticks down in your empty plastic bowl, fully replenished.

"Do you want any more of mine?" Jaime asks sweetly, tilting her half-full bowl to you.

"No, no!" You put your hand out. "You need to eat too!"

She smiles. "It's alright. I-"

"AHHHH!"

"Ah!" You nearly jump out of your seat. "What the hell?"

"That was Lily," Emi quickly says, putting her hand on your arm.

"Wait... she's still streaming?" You mutter. "It's been like... six hours!"

"Welcome to the world of streamers," Emi says, sighing.

"Yeah, but Lily's been streaming a lot lately," Jaime observes. "Way more than normal. I've barely seen her for the past few days."

"Oh, how come?" You ask, leaning forward.

"No idea," she answers. "She's doing mostly sponsored streams too."

"Oh, ha! Can't blame a girl for trying to secure some bags, right?" You jest.

You expect at least a pity smile, but small frowns form on both of the girls.

"...no?" You question yourself.

"Maybe," Jaime answers. "But it's not like her to care about money. It must be something else that's keeping her up so much."

Hmm... now that I think about it, she did seem pretty tired yesterday when we met...

Right on cue, a door upstairs opens, and a small figure slumps down the stairs, unscrewing a massive water bottle on the way. She hobbles to the kitchen and sets her bottle under the tap.

"Hey? Everything ok?" You call, heading from the living room to the kitchen.

"Ah! I had a feeling you were here," Lily says. "Yeah, I'm good! It's just been a long stream," she answers, waving it off.

"Are you going to take a break?" You suggest.

"No, no! I'm ok." She smiles weakly.

"Are you sure? You look exhausted."

You peer around to get a better look at her.

"I said I'm fine," she says, turning away.

"Hey, look at me," you say, putting your hand on her shoulder.

"I'm fine!" She whines. "Let me go."

"Lily..."

She grabs her half-filled bottle and slips out of your grip.

"Lily...?"

...

"That was weird," Jaime says as you return back your seat.

"Yeah, I'll say," you yawn, scratching your head.

"Aw, are you tired? You can stay in my room tonight!" Jaime's attention diverts.

You glance at Emi just in time to catch her rolling her eyes.

"How about all three of us stay together?" You ask. "I don't want to just choose one of you."

"Okay!" Jaime heartily agrees. "I never finished your massage, so you're in for a treat!"

"I think I did a pretty good job of finishing up for you," Emi quips.

"Agh! I knew you kissed them before I walked in! You stole my move!" Jaime whines.

"It's not your move!" Emi scoffs. "It's just a kiss!"

Oh, these two...

I like them. They're so different, yet they somehow make it work.

The girls involve themselves in another round of pointless banter that ends with all three of you giggling.

There's a lot I need to figure out, but maybe Hyoon's advice was right.

Spending time with the girls, getting to know them again, and learning all of their quirks and personalities... that's what's most important.

The rest can wait if it has to.

"Hey, can you settle a debate for us? Who's ass is tighter?" Jaime asks.

"JAIME!" Emi buries her face in her hands.

Unable to hold back, your lifted mood finally bubbles up and bursts into the most free-spirited laughter you've ever felt.

The girls are quickly infected by it, and the three of you laugh your hearts out, quickly forgetting why you were laughing in the first place.

I might not remember enough yet, but as long as I have so many women willing to help me regain what I've lost...

Maybe everything will be alright.