Chapter 205. Three New Faces (The Amnesiac)

You slide your hand along the railing, taking slow, measured steps down the stairs.

Why do I feel scared? Come on, they're just people! People I... don't remember at all.

You finally get halfway down the stairway, and your line of sight expands to the three bodies in the living room.

You take one more step, accidentally making the wood beneath you creak.

They all turn at once, and a collective gasp escapes them.

None of them move a muscle, unable to rip their eyes away from you. Their silence sends a chill down your spine.

You walk the rest of the way down the stairs, wiping your palms on your jeans and joining them in the living room.

You awkwardly sit down and clear your throat, giving them the time to regain themselves and sit on the other couches, placing themselves as far from you as possible.

As they move, you finally get the opportunity to look them over, now that they weren't watching you like a hawk.

The girl on the left was a short, fair-skinned woman with a curvy frame, sporting blue-gray hair tied up into a messy bun. Her light red top wrapped around the side of her upper arms, revealing the skin of her bare shoulders that extended into the tight fabric over her healthy chest, which you immediately pull your gaze away from. Her dark eyes lock with you as she sits down, carrying a pleasing warmth despite the nervous anticipation she was emanating.

You turn your gaze to the girl sitting on the loveseat in the middle, who you instantly recognized from the skirmish that had occurred upstairs. Her long, brown hair fell straight over her shoulders and down onto her skinny frame. Her thin legs were pulled up sideways onto the seat, making her appear even smaller than she was. She fiddles her hands with each other, unsure of what to do with them, and you catch her gently biting her bottom lip from anxiety.

You finally turn to the girl on the right, sitting upright with perfect posture. Her curly black hair hangs around her neck, hiding bits of her face. Her clothes cling tightly to her body, revealing the outline of her fit, sculpted form. Her narrow, stoic eyes almost manage to hide the nervousness she was feeling, but as your gaze meets hers, her naturally emotive expression reveals itself.

You open your mouth to speak, trying to get over how stunningly beautiful these three girls were as quickly as possible.

"I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!" The girl whose name you had learned to be Tina blurts out. "I really didn't mean to scare you like that, it's just been so long since we've seen each other, and... oh, god, you don't even remember me! I must seem so creepy and weird! No one would like-"

"Tina!" The girl to her left quietly snaps.

She hangs her head, pursing her lips tightly.

"It's ok," you finally speak.

The sound of your voice, a tone they hadn't heard in months, makes all of them sit up a bit straighter.

"I know it's been months, and you're all feeling a lot of emotions right now," you beckon toward the other two ladies as well, trying to cool everyone's tension. "Why don't we get to know each other again?"

The three girls slowly smile, feeling a bit more at ease. But as you adjust yourself in your seat, you can still feel their eyes burning into you.

"I'm Sydney," the darker-skinned girl on the right says, leaning forward to hold out her hand.

"Sydney," you repeat. "Nice to meet you... again?" You say, cringing a bit as you realize how formal this was becoming. You gently take hold of her hand, not expecting the strong handshake that followed.

She retracts her hand after a second, wrapping her other one around it and resting her elbow on her armrest.

"I'm Celine," the fairer-skinned one sitting on the couch to the left of you says, giving a little wave.

"Hey, Celine," you wave back, smiling.

The final girl speaks up. "And I'm-"

"Tina," you cut in, grinning. "I know."

She pouts again, lowering her head. "Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. I know I freaked out, but I... enjoyed your hug," you console her.

Her head snaps up. "Really?"

"Of course! You smelled pretty good. UM, I mean, uh..." You clear your throat, mentally face-palming at what you were saying.

Her lips slowly curl into a wide smile, against her attempts to quell it.

"So, um..." Celine draws your attention away, which you were very grateful for. "How much do you remember?"

"Well, that's hard to answer," you sigh. "I remember a lot of general stuff, but very little about the people in my life. But spending time with my girlfriends has let me remember each of them a lot more over time."

Celine's eyes dart down to her lap. Sydney's thumbs nervously twirl around, and Tina's forehead creases, all at one particular word you had uttered.

"Hm...?" You look around, confused.

"So, you remember over time?" Sydney asks, looking up again.

"Well, certain emotions can trigger memories for me. Especially romantic ones."

"Oh..." Sydney nods.

A light pair of footsteps slowly grow closer, and you turn to see Rae approaching the four of you, wearing a hoodie that was a few sizes too big for her.

Wait, is that mine?

She smiles sweetly at Sydney and Celine, then manages a half-grin in Tina's direction as she sits down next to you.

She grips your hand with both of hers and places it in her lap, running her small fingers over yours.

You smile at the sight of her gently massaging your hand, happy to see that she was no longer hesitating to touch you.

You look back up to the other girls to see Sydney looking out the window and hiding a clenched hand in her pocket, Tina staring down at the floor, subtly brushing her hair over her face, and Celine clearing her throat as she uncrosses and recrosses her legs.

"I think we should talk about everything that's happened between us. That might help me remember more," you start, pulling your hand away from Rae to gesture to the girls.

Their postures loosen, and they quickly nod along.

"Um... Celine? Do you want to go first?" You ask, seeing the veins in her neck tense as you address her.

"Oh, uh... sure," she says, glancing around as everyone's attention shifts to her. "I have a lot to say," she says. "Um... oh, where do I start?" She scratches her head.

"You two met four years ago," Sydney starts, easing her along.

Hmm, about the same time I met Rae.

"Y-yeah. We met at a party you came to as Rae's plus-one. We started talking, and after you worked it out with Rae, I became... your second girlfriend," Celine quietly whispers, turning red.

"Wait, WHAT?!?" You snap your head in Rae's direction, seeing her turn red.

"Ahh, oh no. I..." Celine mutters to herself.

"She was... my girlfriend?!? You said my relationships with them were only casual!"

Rae gulps, rubbing your hand to calm you down. "I said that you eventually decided to make them casual. They weren't always casual."

She grimaces at her wording and shakes her head. "I'm sorry I didn't say it before. I wasn't trying to trick you, I just didn't know how to say it..."

You look around at the other girls, seeing similarly revealing expressions on their faces.

"How many of them did I date?"

"Out of these three?" Rae clarifies.

"Out of everyone. All of our friends, even the ones I don't know of yet."

"Almost all of them," she instantly responds.

You slump forward until your head rests in your hands.

"It was only supposed to be casual with most of them," Rae starts explaining, while the other girls watch. "It was just fun. But then... things changed. Whenever they had life problems or needed help, you were always right there to comfort them and help them through it. You couldn't help it, you had to help them if you could. And it made it really, really tough for them to not fall in love with you," Rae says, recollecting. "And you fell in love right back. Every time."

You turn back up to Celine.

"What about you? If we've dated, we must've stopped at some point. If I only chose four girls to be with, why didn't I choose you?" You think out loud. "What happened?"

Celine remains dead quiet. Her eyes crinkle, and she immediately squeezes her eyes shut.

No one takes a breath, fearing what was about to happen.

She barely holds on for a second longer before a waterfall of tears starts spilling from her eyes.

She staggers out of her seat and begins to sprint out of the living room, nearly stumbling over her own feet as she races out.

You stand up with a gasp, feeling pure regret shoot through you.

Rae's hand pulls you back, holding you in place, while Tina stands up and runs after her.

"Fuck me..." You groan to yourself, sitting back down.

...

"It wasn't your fault," the girl sitting at the kitchen counter next to you says, with one hand wrapped around a half-filled coffee mug.

"Hmm?" You lower your glass of water from your lips and set it down.

"About Celine. I know you're blaming yourself for her breaking down."

"...of course I am, Sydney," you shake your head, sinking into the seat next to her. "I shouldn't have said that."

"Hey, listen. I know that you'll keep beating yourself up over this if I let you. So can I get your mind off of all this for a bit?" She asks.

You sigh. "How?"

"Let's talk!" She cheerfully responds.

"About...?"

"...are you kidding me?" She monotonically says.

You turn to her, confused.

"You don't remember anything about me, and you're asking me what we should talk about. Where are your manners?" She crosses her arms and lowers her chin, appearing strangely intimidating, but in a caring way.

"...oh. Right. Maybe I forgot those too..." You scratch your head, managing to get her to release a hint of a smile.

...

"Haha!" She snorts, making you double over in laughter again. You have to catch yourself on the counter before you fall out of your seat, but you manage you steady yourself upright, aided by Sydney's hand on your upper arm.

"Oh, lord..." You groan, holding your hand over your stomach, hurting from laughing. "That's an amazing story. I'm gonna..." You pause to catch your breath. "I'm going to say that next time I see Leslie and Miyoung. They'll be so embarrassed that I know... hehe..."

You continue giggling immaturely with Sydney, not realizing that her hand was still on your arm, absentmindedly sliding down to your forearm.

As you feel her soft fingers soothingly brush the back of your hand, you quickly sober up and look down.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." She awkwardly says, pulling away. "Bad habit."

"...why is it a bad habit?" You inquire.

Her eyes widen for a moment. "You know why. Because we're not together."

"We... we were together, once?"

"Come on, did you forget already? Is that amnesia hitting you a little too hard?" She laughs. Through her joking tone, you can sense the pain she was biting back in her wavering voice.

"No, I remember what Rae said," you reply. "I just find it so hard to believe. Especially with you. I mean, you're a supermodel..."

"Not a supermodel," she rolls her eyes, smiling. "Just a regular model. And I'm mostly past that now."

"Well, I think you're gorgeous."

"..."

She looks down at her lap.

"Sorry if that was out of line. I just... ah, I don't know," you sigh.

"We were together for two years."

"..."

"We broke up when you decided to choose your final four and move in with them," she admits.

You put your hand on hers, feeling your heart clench at her expression, clearly reminiscing on a memory you didn't have access to.

"I'm sorry," you whisper.

She shakes her head. "Don't be. It was something you needed to do."

"But I still hurt you," you sigh. "And I'm sorry I did that."

She places her hand on yours, sandwiching it between hers.

She scoots closer before finally looking up again. Her lips part, but no words come out.

Your eyes flicker down to them, seeing the softness of her lips. Her gaze snaps down to yours, before quickly pulling up again.

"Sydney..." You whisper, feeling the space between you becoming much more intimate.

"Yes?" She shivers, all her usual confidence gone in an instant.

An urge overtakes you, and you let it take control, bringing her hand up to your shoulder and leaving it there. You put one hand on her hip.

"Can you help me remember?" You suddenly ask, sending a shiver down her spine.

She gasps quietly, realizing what you were offering.

Your mind races, despite the calm look you were giving her.

What would Rae think about this...? And Leslie, Miyoung, and Aria...

Is this wrong? Then why does it feel so...

You close your eyes as her lips press into yours, pushing away every thought in your head. Her lips feel even softer than you could have imagined, and her faint scent eases you.

Your mind floods with recollection as parts of the mental dam of your amnesia shatter.

You feel her slipping away, her lips only gently brushing across yours. You lean forward to capture them once more, but she pulls away with a gasp.

"No. We shouldn't do that! We're not together. We..."

Your hand shoots out to grip hers, holding her in place as she stands up.

"I know we're not together," you say, temporarily pushing aside all the memories of the girl you had just kissed to focus on the present. "But we... we used to..."

...be... casual...?

Your voice trails off as a particular set of memories comes to mind.

No, that can't be right.

She watches you closely, seeing you realize the same thoughts that were swirling in her head.

"Wait..." You mutter, trying to decipher the feelings of your past self. "Were we...?"

"No. We were never really casual after we stopped dating," she whispers, shaking her head. "You just thought we were. But I was always in love with you."

You shake your head, still in disbelief at the memories that had taken their course through your mind.

"I was too, Sydney," you finally respond. "I was too."

She angrily rips her hand away from you and clenches it at her side.

"Don't say that. You chose those four because you loved them. Don't say stupid stuff like that now."

You stand up, expecting her to walk away. But she stands still, her conflicting feelings tearing her up inside.

"I still loved you," you whisper. "Even after I chose those four. Whenever we hung out, it felt the same. I wanted you, but I knew I couldn't have you. I... I'm so sorry, Syd."

Her breathing becomes labored, and she clutches onto the back of the chair in front of her, leaning forward.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. I don't know what happened, or why I never told you. But I never stopped loving you, Syd."

"It's true," a third voice speaks from the doorway, making Sydney yelp in surprise.

You turn to see Rae leaning against the wall.

"You two were still lovebirds, even after everything went down. You wanted to be with her," Rae continues, speaking to you. "But you didn't choose her."

"What? So it's true? Why?!?" You blurt, bewildered at how you could have possibly chosen to break up with her.

She shrugs. "You're the only one who knows the answer to that."

"..."

Why can't I remember something as important as that?

What could have led me to cut out everyone except the four I chose?

Why not five? Or six? Why not Sydney? Why not Celine?

You clutch your head, feeling the stress starting to get to you.

"Hey, stop overthinking," Sydney gently shakes you.

You stand upright, pushing away those thoughts.

"No, I need to think. I need to remember."

You walk upstairs, curtly leaving Rae and Sydney behind.

"I'm scared, Rae," Sydney mutters.

"Me too. Why are you scared?" Rae turns to her.

Sydney gulps, shaking her head in annoyance. "I really thought I had gotten over all of this. But all it took was one fucking kiss, and now I feel just like how I used to..."

...

You storm up to your bedroom, angered by how little you could recall.

Every time I think I'm remembering a lot, another bombshell comes down, and I realize I remember nothing.

You swing open your door to the sight of the last person you expected to see in your room again.

"T-tina?" You call out, to the girl staring wide-eyed at you.

"H-hey..." She stammers back. "Can we talk? I'm sorry I'm in your room, I just needed to see you," she says, her tone becoming soft and serious.

You quickly nod in response, feeling a wave of uncertainty settle uncomfortably into you.

"Is this about what happened earlier?" You ask.

"Um... yes. But... something else, too," she mutters.

You sit down beside her on your side of the bed, preparing yourself for whatever was to come.

She lowers her chin, letting strands of her smooth hair fall over her face. She sighs, loosening her tense shoulders from the tension she had been carrying. Then, she finally looks up at you.

Her eyes let you see straight into her mind, showing every doubt and vulnerability she was feeling.

"Tina...?"

You weren't sure whether your memories were unlocking, or if her expression was just having that much of an effect on you. Regardless, you wanted nothing more than to wrap her in a tight hug.

"I love you."

Her voice immediately cracks, and she grimaces as she clears her throat and starts again.

"I love you. I know that that might be weird to you. And... I know I shouldn't be saying it," she mutters, glancing toward the doorway. "But I never did."

You open your mouth to respond with confusion, then stop yourself as she takes another deep breath in.

"I promised myself I was gonna confess to you one day... how much I loved you. Even if it didn't change anything, I was going to tell you."

"..."

"And then you got into the accident. I thought you were dying, and I had never even told you how I felt. I kept it inside all those years..."

She solemnly shakes her head.

"But now you're here. Everything's changed, I've changed, you've changed... but I still love you. And I have to tell you now. I have to. Or else I never will."

"...tina..."

"So... there it is. I love you. I love you. I love you."

She slumps over, hunching her shoulders as she buries her head in her hands.

"Tina..."

"No, it's ok. I'm ok. Just... forget I said anything," she whispers.

"I'll be honest, Tina... I don't think I can forget that," you sigh.

"..."

"..."

"Maybe I should go," she continues whispering, almost inaudibly.

"Oh, you don't have to, I-"

"No. I... I'm going," she pushes herself off the bed and awkwardly walks to the door, trying not to look at you. "Bye."

...

"Hey, are you ok?" Leslie gently nudges your shoulder. "You've been staring at your food."

"Hmm? Oh." You blink, realizing how little you had eaten from your plate. "I'm not hungry."

"Babe," she puts a hand on yours. "Is everything ok?"

"...I don't know. There's so much I still don't understand yet," you sigh.

"Aw..." She leans her head onto your shoulder and wraps an arm around your waist. "Yeah, things must be really confusing for you right now."

You slowly nod. "And I still need to talk to Celine..."

"Oh... Celine!" Leslie suddenly yells, making you jolt up.

You look at Leslie, only to see her staring into the kitchen. You turn your gaze, and there you see Celine, with one hand on the handle of the opened fridge door, wearing her pajamas.

"H-hey..." She nervously calls out, clearly not intending to have been caught.

"Why don't you two have a chat?" Leslie says, making you wince at her brazenness. "I'll leave."

She stands up and walks upstairs, leaving the two of you alone in the kitchen.

First Sydney, then Tina, now Celine... today's just full of hard conversations.

"Celine," you start, raising your voice a little so she could hear you from the kitchen. "Do you want to talk? I'd like to apologize, but if you don't want to, that's fine too."

She smiles and brings a bottle out from the fridge. "I'd like that."

You grin, feeling more relaxed upon seeing her smile.

She must not be that mad at me for what I said, then...

"What are you drinking?" You ask.

"Soju," she holds up the bottle. "Want any?"

"Yeah, sure," you reply, finding it much more appetizing than your now-cold food.

...

"So... you're not mad?"

She rolls her eyes.

"How many times are you gonna ask me that?" She replies.

You take another large sip. "Just making sure."

"I could never be mad at you," she admits, unwilling to hold back her true thoughts.

She suddenly takes a gigantic swig, managing to down nearly a quarter of the bottle.

"Woah, how much have you been drinking?" You ask, realizing how many bottles she had already finished.

"Oh!" She looks down at the empty bottles. "...oh..."

You silently watch her face pass through multiple expressions in a matter of moments.

"I didn't mean to..." She puts her bottle down. "I usually don't drink this much..."

Her face contorts as she speaks, and you immediately realize why.

"Celine? Is that true?"

She looks up at you, surprised at your question. "Y-yeah! I'm not... mmm..." She pauses, contorting again.

"Celine..." You gently coax her.

"No, I always drink this much. Usually more," she blurts out, unable to hold her lie up any longer.

"I started drinking a lot more after you got into the accident," she reveals.

You rub your forehead, fearing the story that was to come.

Not again...

It hurts me so much to hear how drastically every single one of them was affected by my accident. And I can't even remember them...

You shut off your thoughts before they start spiraling to listen to Celine's story.

"I didn't know what to do," she admits, shamelessly opening another bottle and taking a small sip. "Without you, everything felt so empty. It didn't matter that we weren't dating anymore, I still felt like I had lost a piece of myself with you..."

You feel a sliver of memories begin to unlock from her heart-wrenching words.

"I drank everything in my fridge the night you went into a coma," she starts tearing up.

She stops speaking to recompose herself, but you can see her will weakening.

"Celine..." You start, not wanting to see her cry. "...I'm sorry..." You lean forward and pull her into a hug. Her arms wrap tightly around you, and her chin rests comfortably on your shoulder.

She starts crying anyway, releasing soft whimpers as she holds you closer.

"Why are you sorry?" She chokes out.

"You've been hurting so much because of me."

"NO! Not because of you!" She forcefully exerts, releasing more authority than you had ever heard from her.

"Wha-?"

"It's not your fault. It's not."

"Celine..." You keep her in your arms, putting one hand on the back of her head. "I remember now why I fell in love with you."

"Huh? What?!?" She jolts away, so jarred by your words that her flow of tears instantly stops. She rubs her eyes, drying them up so she could see you clearly.

"Uh... sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," you quickly say, looking down. "I just remembered how we got together. And how much I adored you when I first met you... your kindness, your strength." You continue staring at the ground, trying to pull more memories from the abyss.

"I also remem... ber... um... u-u-uh..." You turn into a stuttering mess as you look up and see what had become of Celine.

From how swiftly she had pulled away, one of her breasts had popped out of her partially unbuttoned pajama shirt.

"Oh!" She looks down and quickly realizes what had happened.

Holy, how are they that BIG- NO! Stop thinking! Abort!

You turn around, nearly stumbling over yourself in your efforts to look away.

"Hehehe," she cutely giggles as she fiddles with the buttons of her shirt. "You're so cute."

You don't say a word, trying to stop the flush coming to your cheeks. She continues giggling childishly, revealing that the alcohol was really starting to hit her.

"Turn around, you baka," she teases. "You've seen me before."

You breathe a sigh of relief and turn around.

In front of you was the sight of Celine taking another swig from her bottle while both of her breasts hang out in the air, completely unsupported by a shirt.

"W-Woah! Celine!" You shout, unable to tear your eyes away from the heavenly sight. "We're in the living room!" You lean down and reach for her top, lying at her feet.

Shit, she must be drunker than I thought-

"Hey!" You exclaim as she digs her foot under her top and kicks it away, continuing to giggle.

"You're so red! Haha!" She holds the bottle up to cover her mouth, laughing.

"Celine, come on," you try to reason with her, but you find it harder with her large breasts jiggling in the air as she laughs. "What's gotten into you?"

"Hmmm, maybe I wanna tease you," she grins evilly, an expression you didn't know was possible on her.

"Wha-? Since when are you even capable of teasing me?" You chortle back. "I remember being the one who always teased you," you say, crossing your arms.

"Mmm, noooo," she shakes her head. "I tease you all the time, you just don't remember..." She continues giggling.

"Really? You're not lying?" You raise an eyebrow, ready to see her crumble.

"What! I... would never...?"

"Swear on our relationship?"

"..."

"..."

"Mmm, I hate you..." She grumbles. "Fine. You always used to tease me. But now it's my turn!" She confidently retorts.

You shake your head, chuckling. "Oh, Celine... What you could possibly tease me w-w-with..."

You stare, slack-jawed, as she playfully presses and pushes her boobs together.

She playfully molds them in her hands, watching you. "Hm, these were always your favorite..."

"You used to love... ah..." She shudders a bit as she recalls some vivid memories she hadn't thought about in a while. Her thighs gently rub together for a moment before she brings herself out of it.

"Wait... what do you mean...?" You ask, watching as she continues cupping them in her hands and jiggling them around teasingly.

"I mean..."

She slowly slides off of the couch onto her knees, making you release a shaky breath as she looks up at you, the new angle making her even more appealing.

"Celine..." You exhale.

A deep, powerful desire explodes within your body, and the instant flood of lust nearly overwhelms you.

Your resolve can't take the sight of just watching such a gorgeous girl get on her knees, and you clench your fists by your sides.

"Come on... do you remember...?" She asks, suddenly seeming to sober up a bit as she pushes her breasts together again. Her cheeks turn red, and her chest heaves as you look down at her, a hardened look of lust growing on your face.

You automatically unzip your pants, making her grin lecherously as your fully erect cock pops out.

"So you do remember..." She whispers.

You align your cock with the deep valley between her chest in a practiced motion, finding her height perfect for the job.

She wraps her boobs around your shaft, perfectly enveloping it in warmth. Your tip pokes out the top of her cover, and she gives it a kiss before starting.

"Ah~~" You groan, taking in the unique experience.

Her lips hang ajar as she starts shifting her upper body back and forth, jerking off your cock with her chest. The feeling of your warmth pressing up against her and sliding smoothly back and forth was enough to send thrills of ecstasy through her, and she quickly gets wet with arousal.

"You used to love using my... these...." She starts. Despite her lustful and alcohol-infused state, she still hesitated to say any vulgar words, which you might've thought was cute if you weren't too busy getting the best titjob of your life. "Every day we had the time, we would," she gasps as your hips buck, shooting more pleasure through both of you.

"Gah~, fuck, that's good~~" You blissfully sigh. "I can't believe I'd forgotten this."

In a moment of awareness, you look up, realizing how exposed the two of you were. However, as Celine starts dipping her lips down to take the tip of your cock into her mouth with every pump, you find it harder and harder to care.

You pull her fallen hair from both of her her shoulders and hold it up, letting her go to work. The incredibly smooth skin of her breasts feels divine, and you don't hesitate in letting her know.

"Keep going," you groan. "You're amazing at this..."

The sound of loud clattering comes from the kitchen, and you snap your head to the right, fearing the worst.

Tina holds one hand over her mouth as she stares at you, the other still frozen in place above where her empty cup had fallen.

"Tina..." You say. "Um... sorry...?" You're at a loss for words. Celine was still going, not bothered in the slightest by Tina's presence.

Tina steps closer, ignoring the cup, and walks into the living room. You finally get a good look at her, and the sight of her booty shorts and thin nightshirt sparks a new flame within you.

You were so hypersexed from Celine's actions that even Tina's walk seemed seductive, and as you look up from her body into her eyes once more, you start to see the effect your gaze was having on her.

"Tina, do you want to..." You exhale, barely thinking.

She gives the most subtle of nods, as if afraid of being caught.

Without saying another word, she steps up to you, hesitantly.

"We need to talk about this," she says quietly. "If you... if we start doing this..." She looks down, seeing Celine from your angle.

"I know. We'll talk about everything later. But right now..." Your voice trails off as Tina grasps your shirt and looks up at you. "I want you."

"I want you too," she breathlessly murmurs back, lost in your eyes.

You lean down slightly, and her lips collide with yours. She breathes you in, cupping both hands around your jaw and pulling you closer. Her lips smooch yours with an energetic passion, and you let her dominate the kiss. Her hands clutch at your shirt, sliding under it and pulling it up. You break away from the kiss to tug it off and toss it aside.

Celine finally pulls away from your cock, leaving your skin much colder in the open air.

"Oh, Celine! I didn't even ask if you were ok with this..." You awkwardly remind yourself.

"Of course I'm ok with it," she smiles. "Just like old times."

Old... times...?

Oh my.

I guess that means I have a lot of pleasant memories incoming...

...

You push into Celine, feeling a sensation even tighter than her boobs envelop you. She lies on her back on the carpeted ground, arching her back and moaning sharply as you pierce her. Your cock presses into and parts her tight walls, making her have to clamp her hand over her mouth to not alert the rest of the house.

You sit up on your knees, letting your hip thrusts carry you into her while your body stays upright.

"Ohhh... fuuuck," she groans out through her fingers, making Tina snort and giggle.

"Woah, Celine, you really like it, huh?" She quietly says, giggling.

"Mmmm... yeah..." She blissfully moans, ignoring Tina's joking tone and the word that had just slipped from her mouth.

You pull out and push in, taking in the feeling of her wonderfully tight body. Her legs wrap around your waist, keeping you close.

Tina crawls on top of Celine and straddles her in reverse, facing you. She grabs your chin and kisses you, returning to your earlier position, but this time, her naked body was sitting on Celine, who didn't seem to mind one bit.

You reach your hand down to Tina's snatch, feeling how wet it already was.

"Haaa~" She groans into your lips as your finger gently dips inside her. "More, please."

You play with her outer lips, riling her up even more as you slowly approach her slit.

Your hips continue to thrust into Celine, gently rocking the three of you.

You finally push your fingers into Tina, startling her as you start with three at once.

"OH MY-"

You roughly press your lips against hers, silencing her. You wince as you get the feeling that someone in the house had heard her sound, but you had no intention of stopping regardless.

I know most of them are probably awake, but hopefully they're still streaming...

Tina bucks her hips back and forth, riding your fingers. Celine wraps her arms around Tina's grinding hips, up above her waist, and to her breasts, where she gropes her soft mounds.

Tina squeals as she gets stimulated from all sides. She reaches her hand down to squeeze Celine's hand over her breast, signaling her to press harder. In return, her other hand rubs Celine's clit as you continue fucking her, sending her into another echelon of delight.

You close your eyes as Tina pulls you in for another kiss, wrapping an arm around her neck while keeping the other on Celine's thick thigh to hold her in place.

"AH!"

You pull away instantly at the sound of Celine's shrill cry and look over Tina's shoulder to see what was wrong.

Her gaze is locked in the distance, and you curse to yourself before you even look.

Ah, shit, now we're fucked.

You turn to see Sydney standing at the bottom of the stairwell.

"Sydney..." You mutter, not expecting her to be the one who discovered you.

"I'm... gonna go," she quietly mutters, turning around.

"No!" Tina cries out. "Don't go!"

"W-what?" She turns around, her brows furrowed in immediate confusion. "Why?"

"Because..." Tina hesitates, unsure if she should say what was on her mind. "Because you want this too... don't you?"

"What?!? What makes you think I'd... I'd..." Sydney starts, quickly losing her confidence mid-sentence.

"Yeah, Syd, I think so too," Celine adds, still lying on the floor with her legs spread. You turn a bit red as you realize that in the mix of confusion, you hadn't even pulled out of her.

"There's a lot we need to talk about... but let's get rid of the tension first," she smiles.

"You... actually want me to?" Sydney wrings her hands nervously. "But... do you?" She speaks directly to you.

You smile, hoping to ease her tension. "Do you even have to ask?"

She smiles back after a moment, confirming your hope. "Well, you did say I was a supermodel, hehe," she flips her hair proudly.

"And I meant it," you nod.

"Well, in that case, I guess I can... uh..."

She stands awkwardly, now unsure of how to get started.

"Erm..."

A flurry of movement from the stairwell draws your eyes, and you watch as a short figure scampers down the steps at lightning speed. Before you can react, she's running over to you, her eyes widened.

"Rae!" Your heart pounds in your chest, and your face tightens, preparing for whatever she was about to do to you.

"BABY!" She nearly screams, managing to quiet herself to a semi-normal volume at the last instant. She comes to a stop right in front of you, looking into your eyes with an indescribable expression.

"Rae, I'm really sorry, I thought-"

"You're supposed to tell me when you're having an orgy! Did I not tell you that?" She puts her hands on her hips.

You blink twice.

"Oh, wait. I actually forgot to tell you that," she realizes, resting her finger on her chin. "Well, I'm telling you now!"

"W-wait... so..." Your brain processes at a turtle's pace, while Rae was moving at a hyper speed around you.

"Sydney, get over here and strip!" She points to the girl standing at the stairwell.

"Tina, make out with me," she instantly commands, swiftly turning around to the other two girls under you.

"And Celine... damn, you're hot," she eyes her up and down.

You watch, bewildered, as her words spark the girls into action.

"Rae... what the fuck is happening? What are you doing?"

"Babe, you have no idea how much I've missed this," she groans. "We'll talk later. But now, less talking, more fucking."

"..."

"And start with Tina. That poor girl needs it."

...

You lie on your back on the comfy sofa, feeling your face being squeezed by Sydney's legs as you make love to the sweet spot between her thighs. She gently pushes her hips back and forth, begging for more while trying not to suffocate you.

"Mmmmm, fuck, yes~~" She quietly begs, putting her hands on your chest.

On the other end of your body, Tina was stretching herself out on your cock as she rides you in cowgirl, leaning back and reaching her hands back to hold herself up by gripping your thighs.

"Ahhhhhh~... ffffuuuu~" Tina releases a continuous groan, too fried with pleasure to form any words.

Both of their groans and stifled screams of pleasure send vibrations through your body, letting you know just how good of a job you were doing.

The fingers on your left hand continue curling and pressing into Celine's slick folds, making her squeal in bliss as you blindly slide your fingers in and out, aided by her grinding hips. Her hand grips yours, ensuring she could pull you in deeper when she wanted.

"Yes, baby, more..."

Your other hand was engaged in the same activity, being subject to how Rae lifted and dropped her hips, groaning a little louder every time your fingers got deeper.

"Fuck, soooo good," Rae groans.

You hear the clear sound of sloppy kissing coming from above you, and you realize that Tina and Sydney were the culprits. Your cock twitches wildly at the thought, and Tina shudders in place at the sensation. Your hands get more active, getting soaked in each girl's respective juices.

You feel your loins begin to fire up from Tina's creamy, tight pussy engulfing your cock, and you open your mouth to warn her, only to get stifled by Sydney. Over the fleshy sounds of your fucking and the sex-driven kisses, you weren't sure if she'd be able to hear you anyway, but you try your best, releasing a few groans of warning before bursting.

Her eyes widen as your warm seed shoots into her, and she sinks down on your shaft, soon pushed over the brink of her orgasm.

Her thighs clutch your legs, and she rides out her high, the first one she'd felt in over a month. Sydney holds her up, ensuring she wouldn't pass out from ecstasy. Once she regains feeling in her legs, she slowly gets off of your cock, leaving some of your semen dripping out of her.

Ah... that was nice...

Wait... uh...

Sydney gets off of you, and you glance around, realizing that none of the other girls looked close to satiated.

"Wait... do I have to go again?" You meekly ask.

"Uh-huh," Rae nods.

"But... I don't know if I..." You hesitate.

I don't think I've lasted more than one round before. Or maybe I just haven't tried to...?

Sydney and Celine giggle, swapping a knowing glance.

"What? What is it?"

Sydney places one hand on your softened cock, now slick with lubricant, and strokes it up and down once.

It perks back up to full hardness, immediately responding to her touch.

"Oh!" You exclaim. "Ha, lucky me..."

Rae rolls her eyes, and Celine snickers as she changes positions.

"Nope. Not luck."

"Not... luck?" You repeat.

"Practice," Rae says, leaning in close and making your skin tingle as her warm breath lands on it. "Lots and lots and lots of practice."

...

You push into Sydney, feeling her legs stretch out on either side of you as you take her in missionary. Her fit body makes her pussy a tight squeeze, and you feel her inner walls grip you tightly as you thrust in and out.

"Oh my god..." She holds on to both of your arms, digging her nails into your triceps as you hold yourself above her. Your lips dance with hers between her moans, and she loves every second of attention you give her, throwing her prior hesitation to the wind.

In such an intimate position, there weren't many ways for Rae and Celine to get in on the action, so they sit behind the two of you, gently making out while fingering each other when they could. Rae absentmindedly reaches over and massages your scrotum from behind, sending shivers of delight through you.

"Mmm, you're still sensitive down there?" Rae teases. "Let's see just how much..."

She swoops down to where your hips were thrusting into Sydney and places her tongue against your balls, making you twitch and start pumping your hips even faster. She can't move fast enough to match your motions, but she gets a long lick in every time you pull out, making you release your longest groan yet.

"Ah, yes, keep doing that," you sigh, using your hand to clutch one of Sydney's bouncing breasts and use it as leverage.

Tina remains recovering on the side, still too dizzy to join in again, despite the temptation.

Celine boldly decides to help Rae out, getting down on her knees and licking your sensitive skin.

"Ahh~" You can barely moan out before you cum, your orgasm supercharged by the incredible feeling of two tongues pressing into your sensitive spots on the base of your shaft and testes.

Your release floods into Sydney, pushing her through another orgasm of her own.

She sloppily grabs your hair and tugs you as close as your bodies could be, craving your touch everywhere.

Her hips buck up into yours, evoking the last remnants of her orgasmic pleasure.

"Nooo, that was too soon," she pants, not wanting to let go.

You smile. "Don't worry, love," you peck her on the lips. "We'll have more chances."

"What did you call me?" her eyes widen.

You gulp, realizing the word that had just slipped out of your mouth.

"Love. You're... my love," you restate.

She already knew that you were still in love with her before the accident, but feeling an entirely new set of emotions pass through her as you utter those words.

"You..." She starts, hesitating on her next words.

"Sydney, I know you're going through a lot right now, but I need that dick," Rae unabashedly states, unable to take her eyes away from your half-sheathed cock.

"Hm? Oh, r-right," she says, finally unlocking her legs from your waist to let you up.

You slowly sit back, feeling the workout you'd been put through start to take its toll.

"Rae, I might need a break-"

"You'll get a break after we're done," she commands, climbing on top of you.

You swallow your complaints, feeling your cock somehow get hard yet again at her touch.

"Do you really need a break?" She whispers. "It's ok if you do, I know it's been a while."

To her utter delight, you shake your head no.

...

Celine's boobs take up your entire vision, as your lips and tongue explore her fleshy mounds. Her gasps and moans make them shake even more, and you gratefully motorboat the pair when you can.

On your other end, Rae was dropping and grinding on your cock so voraciously that you thought she might damage it, but the pleasing warmth of her insides told you otherwise.

"Rae..." You manage to get out from underneath Celine's treatment. "What happened? You've never been like this before..."

"Ahh~ I just love doing it with more girls around... it's soooo much hotter," she gasps out, right as one of her hip movements causes your cock to graze her g-spot. She instantly attacks it again, repeating the motion.

Tina cups your cheek and leans in for a kiss, dragging you away from Celine's tits. Celine slightly whimpers a complaint, but you move one hand away from Rae's wildly jiggling butt to grope her boob and squeeze her nipple, making her coo with appreciation.

Despite it being the third round of the night, the feeling of Rae's irresistible pussy all over you while all the other girls pleased you from all sides brought you close to the edge faster than you expected.

You hold on as long as you can, ensuring Rae could release the sexual tension she was clearly needing to deal with.

You thrust your hips up, fighting against your tiring thighs, pushed forward by Tina's sweet kisses.

Rae drops her hips back on you with an extra tight squeeze, making your eyes nearly roll back into your head.

"I'm gonna cum..." You moan, turning to Tina and letting her dig her tongue into your mouth while she rubs herself to orgasm.

"Mmm... me tooooo...." Rae squeezes her eyes and cums, barely making a sound as the pleasure rushes to her head.

Within a few seconds, the flood of her juices finally makes you release as well, giving you a throbbing orgasm that gets delivered straight into Rae. Your hips give out, and your body lays back on the floor completely, too utterly exhausted to move.

Your cock pulses a few last times, making Rae groan one final time as she feels your release filling her up.

She slowly gets off of you, relying on Sydney's help to get up.

"Celine..." You mutter, looking up at her. "I don't think I'll be able to-"

She silences you with a kiss, then pulls away, smiling sweetly.

"It's ok. We can finish together another time," she selflessly grins. "Do you need help sitting up?"

"No, I got it." You curl your body and sit up, groaning.

The girls sit around you, catching their breaths.

"It's... pretty late, right?" You say, trying to find where your clothes were.

"Yeah, I think so," Celine says.

"I guess... we should... go to sleep now?" You mutter, awkwardly looking around at the girls. Now that your sexcapade was complete and everyone's horniness was satisfied, the elephant in the room was now extremely visible.

"Um..."

"Well..."

"I guess..."

"Ok. I'll go back to my room now. Rae, you wanna come along?"

"Sure... you might have to carry me though."

...

You finish climbing up the stairs with Rae in your arms, bridal style. She wraps her arms around your neck, giving you a kiss on the cheek as a reward.

Once you get out of earshot, Tina finally speaks up.

"Was that a bad idea?"

Sydney looks up. "I... don't know. I hoped it would make us less awkward, but it might have done the opposite..."

Celine smiles reassuringly. "I'm sure it'll be fine. Besides, I needed that."

"Yeah, me too."

"Oh, absolutely."

Tina giggles. "I'm glad we can all agree on that..."