Another Game of Czechoslovakian Roulette
Disclaimer: I do not own Roswell or any of it’s subsidiaries.
Rating: Adult
Coupling: You’ll see, lol. All UC
Summary: The gang is lonely once again. What will they do to fill their time?
A/N: Ok, this is a sequel to Becky’s story over at the Crashdown. It was called “A Special Czechoslovakian Roulette.” You REALLY REALLY REALLY should read it. Here’s a link. http://www.crashdown.com/fanfic/afterhr ... ecky.shtml. It will make the circumstances make much more sense. I got permission before continuing this, no worries! Enjoy!
Chapter One:
“Ugghhhh! There is nothing to do in this town,” Isabel said with a dramatic sigh as she looked out of her living room window. Her friends were gathered together on another night of loneliness in Roswell, NM.
“I know, it’s ridiculous,” Maria said joining her friend at the window.
Kyle and Tess were sprawled out on the floor, Max and Michael and Alex were on the couch, and Liz was in the Lay-z-boy. There was nothing to do, and they had seen every movie in the video store at least twice.
“Is there ANYTHING in the house to do?” Max asked, not even looking up from his crossword. He knew the answer. Nothing. Unless they wanted to play a rousing game of Monopoly, but he didn’t.
“Well, you know…” Maria started, an idea forming in her head.
“Spit it out, blondie,” Kyle said, sitting up.
“Well, it’s just a thought, but do you remember our little game of Roulette?” Maria asked, cocking her eyebrow at the group.
Remember? How could they forget? It had not only been one of the weirdest nights for all of them, but also, none of them could stop thinking about that night. Maria knew this, she just wanted to get their brains back into the game.
“Yeah, what about it? I thought we weren’t going to talk about it.” Liz said, but truth be told, her interest was peaked.
“I know, but I DO remember Tess saying something about how the favor would be returned for us,” Maria said motioning for all the girls, “And well, we are all bored, and I figured tonight might be a good night to follow through with that promise,” she said with a grin forming on her lips.
“But how will that work. Going down on you guys it is going to be impossible to maintain anonymity.” Max said, though he was defiantly giving the idea thought.
“Yeah, we would know who we were with,” Isabel said, a little bit of fear starting to come in her voice, but she held it down.
“Well, yeah, that’s true,” Tess said getting into it as well, “But what does it matter now? We are all in the same boat. We have already played this game before. Who cares if we see the face of the person we are with?” she stood up at this. It was a pretty kick ass idea. She almost wished she had come up with it herself.
“I don’t know, this could get weird,” Kyle said.
“Yeah,” Alex said, speaking for the first time.
“Yeah, I mean how could we look at each other?” Liz asked.
“Look, this is how we can do it. The girls pick a bedroom upstairs, there are four so it works. We will number them, and then the guys pick a number. No one will know who everyone else was with, and when it is done, the guys leave at midnight. Then after 10 minutes the girls leave the room. So only you and your partner know. If it takes less time, just stay in the room, if it takes more time, your shit out of luck.” Maria said, having given it more thought.
“Well, I’m in.” Michael finally said.
“Me too,” Kyle said.
“I still think this could be bad, but what the hell. It is only fair that we return the favor,” Alex said.
“Yeah, I’m in,” Max finally said with a sigh.
“Girls?” Maria asked looking at her friends.
“You know I’m in,” Tess said.
Liz say in the recliner biting her lip, “I’m in,” she said against her better judgment. “This is going to be interesting,” she said with a nervous laugh.
Everyone’s eyes went to Isabel’s just as they did the last time they played this game. “Yeah, what the hell,” she said painting on a smile. “Let’s do it.”
Maria grinned from ear to ear. She was horny and was getting to have her own personal sex machine. She was definatly ok with it. “Ok, great. So we will go upstairs, and you should come up in about 5 minutes,” Maria said taking Liz and Tess’s hands. Isabel followed behind and they went up the stairs.
When they got up there, they looked at each other. “Any preferences on rooms?” Tess asked, knowing Isabel was particular about things.
Isabel let out a nervous breath and said, “I want that one,” She pointed at a room that they had all been in many times and the girls nodded in understanding, letting her take it.
Tess chose second, winking at Maria as she picked a room she thought was to be a winner. Maria rolled her eyes and grinned. That girl would never give up. Maria took the guest bedroom, leaving Liz the Master bedroom. As weird as that was, Liz decided it didn’t really matter that much.
TBC…
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Chapter 2
MICHAEL’S POV
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I can’t believe we are doing this again. And I can’t believe, Maria of all people had the idea. Damn, makes me wonder what the hell I’m missing. But I need to get that out of my head. Maria and I split for good reason. I still care about her, but our relationship can’t go anywhere.
Anyway, as I look at Alex, Max, and Kyle I’m getting much different vibes off of all of them. Kyle seems pretty stoked about the whole thing, but that guy is a horn-dog if I’ve seen one. Alex, looks a little nervous. I can’t imagine he had done this before. Then again, what the hell do I know? Max looks like a deer in headlights. Ha, I KNOW he’s never done this.
Ok, well the five minutes are up. “What do you say we just randomly pick rooms like the girls did instead of these numbers,” Max said, snapping out of his daze.
“That’s cool,” I say, and we make our way up to the rooms. I take a deep breath and while Max seems to have a room in mind, and I scratch my head as he chooses, but I shake it off and pick my room next. I don’t really care who it is. Maria would be nice, but it isn’t as if I wouldn’t love to eat from any of their tasty platters. Well, Isabel might be weird, but hey she is hot. We could get through it.
I gently open the door to Max’s room, having decided that was a good choice, and who I find in there doesn’t really shock me. I knew she would be there. She was hopping Max would choose his own room.
TESS’S POV
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Why am I so nervous? This is no big thing. I’ve mastered blow jobs. For this, I just need to lay back, relax, and enjoy. I wonder who I’m going to get? Will it be Max? Do I care anymore? At one time the answer would have been an unequivocal ‘yes’. But now, I don’t know anymore.
Kyle would be good. I bet he’s had practice. Alex grows on me more and more each day. He’s so sweet and funny. Then of course there is Michael. The man does have hands that should be registered as the most beautiful on earth. He is big, strong, and looks like Maria has probably taught him a thing or two in the sack. Mmmm, we’ll see.
Finally, I calm down and sit on the bed. I lean back on the pillows and wait. It doesn’t take long before my guy begins to open the door, and when he steps through, I’m surprised, but not disappointed. There in front of me is Michael Guerin. Mmmm.
“Tess,” he breaths as he looks at me and closes he door.
“Michael,” I say. I don’t really know what else TO say. We are not that close, and we are about to take a whole new step in our friendship.
“Ummm, so,” Michael starts and I can’t help but giggle, but when his face turns to a hurt expression I stop.
“I’m sorry, I’m not laughing at you. I just laugh when I get into nervous situations.” I tell him. I motion for him to sit on the bed with me. When he does I hear him let out a sigh of relief.
“So, you wanna do this?” he asks, looking up at me.
“Yeah,” I nod, liking the idea of this a whole lot more as I see the lustful look he is giving me.
MICHAEL’S POV
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Damn. Here goes. I don’t want to just undress her and do my thing. It needs to be better than that. More intimate, so I slowly lean into her, and she leans back. Soon, my lips cover hers and I hear her let out a breathy moan as I slip my tongue into her mouth.
My hand comes up to cup her cheek and pull her into me. “Tess,” I breath against her lips. This feels so good. I didn’t expect it to feel this good.
I move further onto the bed, laying down next to her and she continues to cling to me, kissing the life out of me, and if I’m not careful I could just lay here and kiss her, leaving my part of the deal out of the equation.
I break from her. “H…How do you want to do this?” I ask, trying to keep the quiver of excitement out of my voice.
“Here,” she says, laying down fully on the bed. She takes my hand and pulls me on top of her, kissing me on the neck. I’m sure I’ll lose my mind before she moves the hand that she his holding to the button of her jeans.
I get what she is doing and nod as I unbutton her jeans, unzip them, and begin moving them down her legs. As they fall off of her, I can smell her arousal. Is that for me? Or the situation in general.
I’m not sure if she wants me to completely undress her, but I don’t have to ask as she pulls her own shirt off and unclasped her bra. She is beautiful. Her breasts are a little fuller than Maria’s, and her legs aren’t as long, but she is still hot.
I move back up her body and let her kiss me again, but this time she pulls up on the hem of my shirt. “Can…can I feel your skin against mine?” she asks almost timidly. I’ve never seen Tess act this way in my life.
I smile at her and pull my tee-shirt over my head. Her hands run up and down my chest, and the hard on that I’ve had since she touched me the first time, is really starting to pain me. But I put all that in the back of my mind as I kiss down Tess’s body, coming up on her silk covered pussy. I can’t wait to taste her.
I hook my thumbs on the side of her thong and pull it down her legs. When she is free from the confines of all of her clothes, I start to spread her legs. I can see how wet she is, and I hope to god I can make her come. Because if I can’t I might die.
I dart my tongue out for the first taste, and as her sweet, spicy flavor invaded my taste buds I can’t help but moan.
TESS’S POV
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“Mmmm,” I moan as his lips come into contact with my throbbing clit. This man is a god. He continues to lick me and I’m writhing under him. “Fuck,” I groan as he brushes my clit with his nose when he moves down to my wet opening. Immediately I feel embarrassed for my outburst.
But Michael looks up at me, and gives me the sexiest wink I’ve ever seen. I know I can let go with him. I know he likes it.
All thoughts are ripped from my brain as he brings those beautiful hands into the equation. He slips a digit into me and I sigh. “Yes..” I hiss, unable to stop my hips from bucking into him. I want, no need, more of him. All of him. “God, harder,” I groan, not knowing if it is Kosher to give demands, and still unable to stop myself.
MICHAEL’S POV
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All I can think is how much I want to make Tess purr. The moans and grunts she is making, are making me even harder than I was before. “Oh Fuck, Michael. RIGHT THERE!” she groans as she latches onto my hair and plants my face to her cunt.
I slip another finger into her and pump her faster and faster. I know she is close. I rub myself against the bed spread as I wrap my lips around her erect clit, and suck. “Fuck, Michael, I’m coming!” she moans and I lick her clean as she comes hard.
The feeling of her pussy walls milking my fingers only makes me wish I was inside her. Finally, I remove myself from her. I don’t want to, but I know she is extra sensitive right now, and I want to her to be able to ride out her orgasm.
I lay down next to her and watch as her chest heaves and her cheeks return to their natural color. Then she looks at me. She looks me up and down, and with an evil grin on her face she points to my crotch. “You wanna take care of that?” she asks.
I gulp and look at her. I really need to. It is painful. I’m in actual pain. But I can wait. “Nah, I’ll wait.” I say, smiling.
“Please?” Tess asks. “I wanna watch.” Wait. Did I just here her right?
TESS’S POV
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“I’m serious,” I tell him. I can tell he thinks he had miss heard me. Apparently that was all he needed to hear, because soon, his hands go to his belt and he unbuckles it. He unbuttons and unzips his pants, pushing them down his legs.
His boxer’s follow and let me tell you. The rumor about the big hands, is obviously true in Michael’s case. His dick is huge. I watch him look at me on last time before closing his eyes and wrapping his own hand around his cock.
“Mmm,” he moans as he moves his hand up and down his shaft. I can see him intensly concentrating as he fucks himself with his hand, and it only serves to make me wetter.
“Tess,” he moans as he quickens his pace. He’s thinking about me. Not Maria, not Isabel, ME. I smile as I watch his face contort. And then it is over. He comes all over his chest, and slowly robs himself to prolong his orgasm.
I smile at him as he looks back up at me. Then we get dressed. I plop back down on the couch and look at the clock. “11:00,” I say. “It’s 11:00. We’ve got an hour. What do you want to do?” I ask him.
He lays back on the bed, still tired from his orgasm. “Let’s just lay here,” he says. “Let’s just talk.” I smile at him. In the 3 years we have known each other, Michael and I have never talked. I nod and that’s where it begins. Our friendship.
TBC…
MICHAEL’S POV
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I can’t believe we are doing this again. And I can’t believe, Maria of all people had the idea. Damn, makes me wonder what the hell I’m missing. But I need to get that out of my head. Maria and I split for good reason. I still care about her, but our relationship can’t go anywhere.
Anyway, as I look at Alex, Max, and Kyle I’m getting much different vibes off of all of them. Kyle seems pretty stoked about the whole thing, but that guy is a horn-dog if I’ve seen one. Alex, looks a little nervous. I can’t imagine he had done this before. Then again, what the hell do I know? Max looks like a deer in headlights. Ha, I KNOW he’s never done this.
Ok, well the five minutes are up. “What do you say we just randomly pick rooms like the girls did instead of these numbers,” Max said, snapping out of his daze.
“That’s cool,” I say, and we make our way up to the rooms. I take a deep breath and while Max seems to have a room in mind, and I scratch my head as he chooses, but I shake it off and pick my room next. I don’t really care who it is. Maria would be nice, but it isn’t as if I wouldn’t love to eat from any of their tasty platters. Well, Isabel might be weird, but hey she is hot. We could get through it.
I gently open the door to Max’s room, having decided that was a good choice, and who I find in there doesn’t really shock me. I knew she would be there. She was hopping Max would choose his own room.
TESS’S POV
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Why am I so nervous? This is no big thing. I’ve mastered blow jobs. For this, I just need to lay back, relax, and enjoy. I wonder who I’m going to get? Will it be Max? Do I care anymore? At one time the answer would have been an unequivocal ‘yes’. But now, I don’t know anymore.
Kyle would be good. I bet he’s had practice. Alex grows on me more and more each day. He’s so sweet and funny. Then of course there is Michael. The man does have hands that should be registered as the most beautiful on earth. He is big, strong, and looks like Maria has probably taught him a thing or two in the sack. Mmmm, we’ll see.
Finally, I calm down and sit on the bed. I lean back on the pillows and wait. It doesn’t take long before my guy begins to open the door, and when he steps through, I’m surprised, but not disappointed. There in front of me is Michael Guerin. Mmmm.
“Tess,” he breaths as he looks at me and closes he door.
“Michael,” I say. I don’t really know what else TO say. We are not that close, and we are about to take a whole new step in our friendship.
“Ummm, so,” Michael starts and I can’t help but giggle, but when his face turns to a hurt expression I stop.
“I’m sorry, I’m not laughing at you. I just laugh when I get into nervous situations.” I tell him. I motion for him to sit on the bed with me. When he does I hear him let out a sigh of relief.
“So, you wanna do this?” he asks, looking up at me.
“Yeah,” I nod, liking the idea of this a whole lot more as I see the lustful look he is giving me.
MICHAEL’S POV
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Damn. Here goes. I don’t want to just undress her and do my thing. It needs to be better than that. More intimate, so I slowly lean into her, and she leans back. Soon, my lips cover hers and I hear her let out a breathy moan as I slip my tongue into her mouth.
My hand comes up to cup her cheek and pull her into me. “Tess,” I breath against her lips. This feels so good. I didn’t expect it to feel this good.
I move further onto the bed, laying down next to her and she continues to cling to me, kissing the life out of me, and if I’m not careful I could just lay here and kiss her, leaving my part of the deal out of the equation.
I break from her. “H…How do you want to do this?” I ask, trying to keep the quiver of excitement out of my voice.
“Here,” she says, laying down fully on the bed. She takes my hand and pulls me on top of her, kissing me on the neck. I’m sure I’ll lose my mind before she moves the hand that she his holding to the button of her jeans.
I get what she is doing and nod as I unbutton her jeans, unzip them, and begin moving them down her legs. As they fall off of her, I can smell her arousal. Is that for me? Or the situation in general.
I’m not sure if she wants me to completely undress her, but I don’t have to ask as she pulls her own shirt off and unclasped her bra. She is beautiful. Her breasts are a little fuller than Maria’s, and her legs aren’t as long, but she is still hot.
I move back up her body and let her kiss me again, but this time she pulls up on the hem of my shirt. “Can…can I feel your skin against mine?” she asks almost timidly. I’ve never seen Tess act this way in my life.
I smile at her and pull my tee-shirt over my head. Her hands run up and down my chest, and the hard on that I’ve had since she touched me the first time, is really starting to pain me. But I put all that in the back of my mind as I kiss down Tess’s body, coming up on her silk covered pussy. I can’t wait to taste her.
I hook my thumbs on the side of her thong and pull it down her legs. When she is free from the confines of all of her clothes, I start to spread her legs. I can see how wet she is, and I hope to god I can make her come. Because if I can’t I might die.
I dart my tongue out for the first taste, and as her sweet, spicy flavor invaded my taste buds I can’t help but moan.
TESS’S POV
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“Mmmm,” I moan as his lips come into contact with my throbbing clit. This man is a god. He continues to lick me and I’m writhing under him. “Fuck,” I groan as he brushes my clit with his nose when he moves down to my wet opening. Immediately I feel embarrassed for my outburst.
But Michael looks up at me, and gives me the sexiest wink I’ve ever seen. I know I can let go with him. I know he likes it.
All thoughts are ripped from my brain as he brings those beautiful hands into the equation. He slips a digit into me and I sigh. “Yes..” I hiss, unable to stop my hips from bucking into him. I want, no need, more of him. All of him. “God, harder,” I groan, not knowing if it is Kosher to give demands, and still unable to stop myself.
MICHAEL’S POV
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All I can think is how much I want to make Tess purr. The moans and grunts she is making, are making me even harder than I was before. “Oh Fuck, Michael. RIGHT THERE!” she groans as she latches onto my hair and plants my face to her cunt.
I slip another finger into her and pump her faster and faster. I know she is close. I rub myself against the bed spread as I wrap my lips around her erect clit, and suck. “Fuck, Michael, I’m coming!” she moans and I lick her clean as she comes hard.
The feeling of her pussy walls milking my fingers only makes me wish I was inside her. Finally, I remove myself from her. I don’t want to, but I know she is extra sensitive right now, and I want to her to be able to ride out her orgasm.
I lay down next to her and watch as her chest heaves and her cheeks return to their natural color. Then she looks at me. She looks me up and down, and with an evil grin on her face she points to my crotch. “You wanna take care of that?” she asks.
I gulp and look at her. I really need to. It is painful. I’m in actual pain. But I can wait. “Nah, I’ll wait.” I say, smiling.
“Please?” Tess asks. “I wanna watch.” Wait. Did I just here her right?
TESS’S POV
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“I’m serious,” I tell him. I can tell he thinks he had miss heard me. Apparently that was all he needed to hear, because soon, his hands go to his belt and he unbuckles it. He unbuttons and unzips his pants, pushing them down his legs.
His boxer’s follow and let me tell you. The rumor about the big hands, is obviously true in Michael’s case. His dick is huge. I watch him look at me on last time before closing his eyes and wrapping his own hand around his cock.
“Mmm,” he moans as he moves his hand up and down his shaft. I can see him intensly concentrating as he fucks himself with his hand, and it only serves to make me wetter.
“Tess,” he moans as he quickens his pace. He’s thinking about me. Not Maria, not Isabel, ME. I smile as I watch his face contort. And then it is over. He comes all over his chest, and slowly robs himself to prolong his orgasm.
I smile at him as he looks back up at me. Then we get dressed. I plop back down on the couch and look at the clock. “11:00,” I say. “It’s 11:00. We’ve got an hour. What do you want to do?” I ask him.
He lays back on the bed, still tired from his orgasm. “Let’s just lay here,” he says. “Let’s just talk.” I smile at him. In the 3 years we have known each other, Michael and I have never talked. I nod and that’s where it begins. Our friendship.
TBC…
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Chapter 3
LIZ’S POV
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Oh god, I’m going to kill Maria for talking me into this. What am I thinking? If I get Max, I don’t know what I’m going to do. Probably come on the spot. If it’s Michael, I don’t think I’m going to be able to keep my attraction for him a secret. Kyle? One word, WEIRD! And Alex? I mean what can I say, but I don’t think our friendship would ever be the same.
I’m pacing the room now. I’ve got to calm down. I sit on the bed and take a deep breath. Whoever it is, I’m going to prove I can do this. I’m not perfect Parker. I can be spontaneous and sexy. Well, at least I think I can. But what do I know? The first and only blow job I ever gave was the night we played this game in the Crashdown.
The farthest I’ve gone is kissing with Max, and this is way beyond kissing. Will it be different if I’m not with him? Oh enough! I lay back on the master bed and get comfortable as I wait for which ever guy is coming to pleasure me. Wow, I sound like a romance novel. Eat me out? Is that better? No. Whatever.
ALEX’S POV
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As I push the door open, I have to say I don’t really care who is behind it. No matter who it is, it will be weird. Ok, well if it was Isabel that would make me pretty happy, but anyone else? Maria is hot but my best friend. Liz is not really my type, besides she is like my sister. And Tess? I think that girl could eat me alive.
Whew, ok here I go. Oh God. Liz Parker. “Ummm, hey Liz.” I say nervously and looking at her I can tell she is just as nervous. What the hell am I doing? I’ve known this girl since 4th grade. Well, 5th grade according to her. Whatever.
“Alex,” she says, as she motions for me to sit on the bed next to her. Well, here goes. As I sit down, she puts her trembling hand over mine. “This doesn’t have to be a big deal.” She says. I chuckle. Yeah, not a big deal.
“Yeah,” I say. “We can just do this, and forget about it.” I say. That is my plan. We’ll see if it works.
“Yeah, absolutely.” Liz says as she paints on a smile. I know she is as worried as I am. “Ok, so you wanna do this?” she asks, and then she quickly covers her mouth with her hand. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m not…” she started but I laugh as stop her.
“You’ve been spending too much time with Maria. Stop babbling. I know what you meant. Besides, it is only right that after you and the girls gave of yourselves, that we return the favor.” I say, winking at her. Yeah, my attempt at flirting with a girl I see as a sister.
“Ok,” she says, and I can see her relaxing a little bit.
LIZ’S POV
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“So…” I start, wondering how he wants to do this.
“Let’s make this as easy as possible,” Alex says smiling at me. I nod and lay down completely on the bed. Alex moves in next to me and wipes the hair out of my face. He kisses my lightly on the lips. It was nothing passionate, just a gentle kiss from a friend. I am relaxing.
I smile at him as he moves his shaking hands to the button of my pants. He quickly unbuttons the button fly and starts to pull them down my legs. His breath is coming out quicker and quicker. “Alex, have you done this before?” I ask before I can stop myself.
He looks up at me and nods. “Yeah, I with…” But I stop him.
“No, I don’t wanna know.” I say with a laugh. He smiles warmly at me and continues pulling my jeans off. I’m glad he is leaving me shirt on. I’m just not ready to be completely naked in front of him.
With my jeans off, Alex kisses his way back up my legs. I think he is trying to get me ready for what he is about to do, but the fact is, the whole idea of having someone make me come is hot enough to get me wet anyway. It doesn’t matter if it is Alex or if he uses a little foreplay.
As he approaches my underwear, which is not my best, to say the least, (hey, how did I know this was going to happen tonight?) he gently tugs them off of me.
“If you want me to stop, Liz, I will,” he says looking back up at me.
“No,” I say shaking my head. “Keep going,” I reassure him.
ALEX’S POV
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When I did this at band camp a year ago, it was nothing like this. The girl was my girlfriend at the time, and not my best friend. Besides, I wasn’t expected to perform, and since I wasn’t going to see her again after that night.
This is quite different. As I pull off her panties, I am glad to see she is wet. I don’t know if I can do foreplay. I can jump into this, but I can’t make out with her, fondle her, or anything like that. Too, weird.
I push her legs apart and place them over my shoulder before reaching out and flicking her clit with my tongue. She tastes good. That is for sure.
She lets out a breathy moan as I kiss her wet pussy. I like her again and see her arch her back. Apparently I’m doing something right. “Alex…” she sighs as I enter a finger into her. Her eyes are screwed shut and she may be picturing Max, but I don’t care, because truth be told, I’m picturing Isabel.
I thrust my finger in and out of her, hooking it around to touch her g-spot. “Oh God!” she moans and I smile against her as I look up and see her mouth formed into a perfect ‘o’ shape.
I decided another finger needs to go into her. As I slip it into her tight pussy, she moans my name again. This isn’t so bad.
LIZ’S POV
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Holy shit! I didn’t know it could feel this good. “Mmmm,” I moan. He knows what he is doing. Which I have to say surprises me. I don’t know why, but Alex just doesn’t strike me as a sexual being.
None of that matters now as he had three fingers in me, curved up to stimulate my g-spot and he is liking my clit like it is his favorite ice-cream cone.
I’m close. I’m really close. “Yeah, right there,” I moan. I didn’t think I’d be so vocal, but he is doing wonders to my body, and I can’t control myself.
He quickens his pace, thrusting into me faster and faster. “MMM, Yeah,” I groan, knowing I’m ready to come. “I’m gonna come, Alex.” I warn him as I arch my back and buck into his waiting mouth.
I come hard around his fingers and he licks me clean. He kisses my inner thigh and then moves from me. “Here you go,” he says handing me my previously discarded clothes. I smile and quickly put them back on.
I don’t know why I’m so uncomfortable being naked in front of him. He just got and up close and personal view of my cunt. Whatever.
When I’m dressed. Alex sits back down on the bed next to me. “Well, that was a step forward in our friendship,” he says with a chuckle.
“Yeah,” I say looking back at him. “You know, this doesn’t have to be weird. It’s over. Let’s forget it,” I say finally.
“Yep, I’m with you Parker,” Alex says with a smile before talking me and kissing me.
TBC…
LIZ’S POV
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Oh god, I’m going to kill Maria for talking me into this. What am I thinking? If I get Max, I don’t know what I’m going to do. Probably come on the spot. If it’s Michael, I don’t think I’m going to be able to keep my attraction for him a secret. Kyle? One word, WEIRD! And Alex? I mean what can I say, but I don’t think our friendship would ever be the same.
I’m pacing the room now. I’ve got to calm down. I sit on the bed and take a deep breath. Whoever it is, I’m going to prove I can do this. I’m not perfect Parker. I can be spontaneous and sexy. Well, at least I think I can. But what do I know? The first and only blow job I ever gave was the night we played this game in the Crashdown.
The farthest I’ve gone is kissing with Max, and this is way beyond kissing. Will it be different if I’m not with him? Oh enough! I lay back on the master bed and get comfortable as I wait for which ever guy is coming to pleasure me. Wow, I sound like a romance novel. Eat me out? Is that better? No. Whatever.
ALEX’S POV
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As I push the door open, I have to say I don’t really care who is behind it. No matter who it is, it will be weird. Ok, well if it was Isabel that would make me pretty happy, but anyone else? Maria is hot but my best friend. Liz is not really my type, besides she is like my sister. And Tess? I think that girl could eat me alive.
Whew, ok here I go. Oh God. Liz Parker. “Ummm, hey Liz.” I say nervously and looking at her I can tell she is just as nervous. What the hell am I doing? I’ve known this girl since 4th grade. Well, 5th grade according to her. Whatever.
“Alex,” she says, as she motions for me to sit on the bed next to her. Well, here goes. As I sit down, she puts her trembling hand over mine. “This doesn’t have to be a big deal.” She says. I chuckle. Yeah, not a big deal.
“Yeah,” I say. “We can just do this, and forget about it.” I say. That is my plan. We’ll see if it works.
“Yeah, absolutely.” Liz says as she paints on a smile. I know she is as worried as I am. “Ok, so you wanna do this?” she asks, and then she quickly covers her mouth with her hand. “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m not…” she started but I laugh as stop her.
“You’ve been spending too much time with Maria. Stop babbling. I know what you meant. Besides, it is only right that after you and the girls gave of yourselves, that we return the favor.” I say, winking at her. Yeah, my attempt at flirting with a girl I see as a sister.
“Ok,” she says, and I can see her relaxing a little bit.
LIZ’S POV
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“So…” I start, wondering how he wants to do this.
“Let’s make this as easy as possible,” Alex says smiling at me. I nod and lay down completely on the bed. Alex moves in next to me and wipes the hair out of my face. He kisses my lightly on the lips. It was nothing passionate, just a gentle kiss from a friend. I am relaxing.
I smile at him as he moves his shaking hands to the button of my pants. He quickly unbuttons the button fly and starts to pull them down my legs. His breath is coming out quicker and quicker. “Alex, have you done this before?” I ask before I can stop myself.
He looks up at me and nods. “Yeah, I with…” But I stop him.
“No, I don’t wanna know.” I say with a laugh. He smiles warmly at me and continues pulling my jeans off. I’m glad he is leaving me shirt on. I’m just not ready to be completely naked in front of him.
With my jeans off, Alex kisses his way back up my legs. I think he is trying to get me ready for what he is about to do, but the fact is, the whole idea of having someone make me come is hot enough to get me wet anyway. It doesn’t matter if it is Alex or if he uses a little foreplay.
As he approaches my underwear, which is not my best, to say the least, (hey, how did I know this was going to happen tonight?) he gently tugs them off of me.
“If you want me to stop, Liz, I will,” he says looking back up at me.
“No,” I say shaking my head. “Keep going,” I reassure him.
ALEX’S POV
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When I did this at band camp a year ago, it was nothing like this. The girl was my girlfriend at the time, and not my best friend. Besides, I wasn’t expected to perform, and since I wasn’t going to see her again after that night.
This is quite different. As I pull off her panties, I am glad to see she is wet. I don’t know if I can do foreplay. I can jump into this, but I can’t make out with her, fondle her, or anything like that. Too, weird.
I push her legs apart and place them over my shoulder before reaching out and flicking her clit with my tongue. She tastes good. That is for sure.
She lets out a breathy moan as I kiss her wet pussy. I like her again and see her arch her back. Apparently I’m doing something right. “Alex…” she sighs as I enter a finger into her. Her eyes are screwed shut and she may be picturing Max, but I don’t care, because truth be told, I’m picturing Isabel.
I thrust my finger in and out of her, hooking it around to touch her g-spot. “Oh God!” she moans and I smile against her as I look up and see her mouth formed into a perfect ‘o’ shape.
I decided another finger needs to go into her. As I slip it into her tight pussy, she moans my name again. This isn’t so bad.
LIZ’S POV
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Holy shit! I didn’t know it could feel this good. “Mmmm,” I moan. He knows what he is doing. Which I have to say surprises me. I don’t know why, but Alex just doesn’t strike me as a sexual being.
None of that matters now as he had three fingers in me, curved up to stimulate my g-spot and he is liking my clit like it is his favorite ice-cream cone.
I’m close. I’m really close. “Yeah, right there,” I moan. I didn’t think I’d be so vocal, but he is doing wonders to my body, and I can’t control myself.
He quickens his pace, thrusting into me faster and faster. “MMM, Yeah,” I groan, knowing I’m ready to come. “I’m gonna come, Alex.” I warn him as I arch my back and buck into his waiting mouth.
I come hard around his fingers and he licks me clean. He kisses my inner thigh and then moves from me. “Here you go,” he says handing me my previously discarded clothes. I smile and quickly put them back on.
I don’t know why I’m so uncomfortable being naked in front of him. He just got and up close and personal view of my cunt. Whatever.
When I’m dressed. Alex sits back down on the bed next to me. “Well, that was a step forward in our friendship,” he says with a chuckle.
“Yeah,” I say looking back at him. “You know, this doesn’t have to be weird. It’s over. Let’s forget it,” I say finally.
“Yep, I’m with you Parker,” Alex says with a smile before talking me and kissing me.
TBC…
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Chapter 4
Kyle’s POV
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Holy shit! Here we are again. How did I get lucky enough to fall into a group of friends with crazy ideas like this? I’m not going to ask questions. I’ll take it. I’m almost pacing as we discuss how we are going to pick rooms. To tell the truth, I don’t really care. Isabel would be nice. She is beyond hot. Maria is also a winning choice, and truth be told, I’m leaning to wanting her. Liz doesn’t do it for me, but hey as sex act is a sex act. They are all good to me. And Tess, well she’s Tess. Who wouldn’t want to hit that?
The guys and I go up the stairs, and after Max picks his room, and enters. We look around. For some reason I’m drawn to a door. I’m not even sure which room it is. I’ve only been upstairs in the Evans’ house a few times. But this door is calling to me, so I figure Buddha must have a reason. I walk over to it, and turn around, seeing that Michael has already picked his room, and Alex is headed to another.
I gently turn the knob and take a deep breath before entering. Here goes.
MARIA’S POV
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This is going to be good. I know a little weird, but hey I’m horny. Not to mention, there is a certain someone that I’m hoping will pick my room. Hey, I’ve got a 25% chance. Either way, I’ve got a 75% chance of getting someone GOOD.
Michael is a sure bet. I’ve been with him. He knows what he is doing. I know I’ll come like there is no tomorrow. Max could be awesome. All that brooding intensity can only mean that he can do wonders in bed. Damn. Then there is my dirty little secret. Kyle Valenti. I mean, those mechanic’s hands. Mmmm. And no matter how short his is, he oozes sexiness from every pore.
God, I need to stop or I’m going to wet the sheets of this nicely made bed. What is taking so long. I just want to see who it is. And I hope to GOD it isn’t Alex, because I don’t know if I could do that.
I hear the knob turn. Here goes nothing. I look up from the bed, very interested in who it is that will be with me tonight. When Kyle walks through the door, my breath quickens and my heart races. Oh god, this can’t be happening to me. I want to pinch myself, but that would look weird.
“Maria,” he says, his face not betraying how he feels about being coupled with me for the night. I get a hold on my emotions and play it cool as well.
“Hey Kyle,” I say. Hey? Am I a fucking idiot? Ugghhh.
I motion for him to come over to the bed I’m sitting on. As he moves closer to me I can smell his scent. A scent that I’ve learned to recognize. I’m not secretly in love with Kyle or anything like that, I’ve just had a crush on him for the last year. Besides, who wouldn’t be excited for Kyle Valenti to go down on them?
KYLE’S POV
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Yes. It’s Maria. I don’t think I could tell you how happy I am for that. But is this going to make our friendship weird? “So, ummm, this doesn’t have to get weird,” I say. Yep, LAME!
“Kyle, this was my idea,” she reminds me with a slight laugh. “If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to,” she quickly adds. Oh baby, I definitely want to do this.
“No I want to,” I say in return. She looks at me surprised and then cocks one of her beautifully manicured eye-brows at me.
“Really? Why?” She asks.
“Well, let’s just say I’m happy it’s you,” I tell her. Fuck! Why did I say that?
“I’m happy it’s you too,” she says. I’m shocked to hear this. I thought for sure she wanted it to be Michael. I mean, at least he knows how to please her. But Michael Guerin is the last person I want to think about right now. Because right in front of me is the girl of everyone’s dreams, and she is mine for at least 2 hours.
I move in closer to her on the bed and she lays down on the pillows behind her. Damn. Pinch me!
MARIA’S POV
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Oh God. He’s going to kiss me. Kyle Valenti is moving into me, and he is going to kiss me. As he moves into me, his lips are a breath away from mine. I make the final move for him and lean forward to capture his lips in mine.
“Mmmm,” he moans into my mouth as I slip my tongue into the warmth of his mouth. “Maria,” he moans into me, as I pull him closer to me, feeling those well-worked out muscles of his chest against me.
May hands move into his hair and I run my fingers through it, scratching his scalp. “Kyle,” I moan as he moves his mouth down my neck, sucking and licking my heated skin.
His hand are all over me, and as he reaches for the buttons of my shirt. He looks up at me and I say, “Go for it, Kyle.” He smiled and kisses me again before beginning on my shirt buttons again.
As he open’s my shirt I watch him look at me. Is that awe I see in his eyes? “Maria, you’re beautiful,” he says, not looking at me in the eyes. I can’t help but blush.
“Thank you, Kyle.” I say, but that is all I can get out before Kyle attacks my mouth again. My hands immediately go to the hem of his shirt. I tug lightly on it and he lifts his arms to allow me to pull it off of him.
My lips find his neck as I pull him closer to me. I don’t even notice Kyle remove my bra until I feel his wet mouth come into contact with my nipple. “Oh god, that feels good,” I groan as he licks and sucks me.
KYLE’S POV
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My body is on fire. As Maria is moaning me name, I can’t help but be painfully hard. She is amazing. Her hands touching me send shockwaves through my system. “Kyle, don’t stop,” she moans, pushing my head further into her ample tits.
I have no plans to. The more I touch her, kiss her, the more I forget what exactly my reason for being here. Didn’t all of this have a point? I can’t even think about that right now. All I can think of is the fact that Maria DeLuca is under me and she is purring and writhing at my very touch. Who would have known this night would go so well.
She spreads her legs and I settle between them, getting into a more comfortable position. She wraps her legs around me to keep me close to her. Hate to tell you, baby, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m in heaven.
MARIA’S POV
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I can feel his cock pressing into my thigh, and without thinking, I move my hands down to the button of his fly. I gently move the zipper down and start to push his jeans down his legs.
As he kicks them off I slide my hand into his boxers and take hold of him. “Holy shit,” he hisses as I wrap my fingers around him.
Then he seems to come to his senses. He removes m hand from him and shakes his head, “No, that isn’t what where are here for,” he says with a smile as she takes my hand in his, lacing his fingers with mine. He kisses my neck again before he moves down to my collar bone.
He sucks on my shoulder for a second before moving back down to my nipples. He takes one into his mouth at a time, and it is all I can do not to scream at the top of my lungs.
He doesn’t stay there long as he moves down my stomach, placing light kisses on my skin. I giggle slightly and he looks up at me with a sexy smirk and asks, “Ticklish?” I nod at him and he continues to kiss me, finally reaching my skirt.
A strong hand moves up my leg and under my skirt, until Kyle’s knuckles are rubbing me through my cotton underwear. I wish it was a thong, but what can I do about it now, “Kyle, please,” I moan with need.
He reaches around me and unzips my skirt, pulling it over my hips and off of my body. Next my panties come off. I should be more self-conscious, but all I can think about is how much I want Kyle’s sexy mouth all over me.
He kisses my knee-caps with such gentle ness that I could cry, only my need is driving me. I spread my legs for him, letting him see how wet I am. For him. He moves back up my body, but continues to ignore where I need him the most.
He places light kisses on my inner thighs and I spread my legs wider, hoping he will get my signal. He does, because not seconds later I feel his warm tongue against my pussy. “Oh Kyle!” I moan, arching my back to get his mouth closer to me.
KYLE’S POV
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Now I understand the Alien love of all things sweet and spicy, because that is exactly what Maria tastes like, and I can’t get enough of her. As I thrust my toung in and out of her I use my fingers to flick her clit lightly, not wanting to over stimulate her. “Jesus Kyle! FUCK!” she moans, and I have to say, I love to here he talk like that.
She is making me harder. To the point where I have already begun to poke out of my boxers. My cock is rubbing against the silk sheets under me.
I move my mouth and fingers away from her for just a second, and I head her let out a groan of disappointment. “Don’t’ worry baby,” I say, “I’ll take care of you.” I tell her, and I have every intention of doing just that.
I slip two fingers into her pussy, and she is so wet, I can’t even believe it. I thrust in and out as I lightly kiss her clit, “Oh yeah,” she groans again, a content smile forming on her lips.
My tongue gets a little more forceful as I roughly lick her clit, thrusting my fingers in her at the same time. “Right there,” she groans and as she runs her hands through my hair, I feel her small nails scraping my scalp. She holds me closer to her and I lick her harder and faster.
“Fuck, oh yeah! Don’t stop. KYLE!” she screams as her pussy clamps down on my fingers. God what I wouldn’t give to feel that against my aching cock. Got to put those thoughts away. It’s never going to happen.
I move back up the bed and watch her naked body quake in the aftershocks of her orgasm. Damn she is fucking beautiful. As she finally comes back to earth, she smiles at me and then pulls me down onto her, sucking the breath out of me with the most passionate kiss I’ve ever experienced.
“Mmm, now it’s time to take care of you,” she says with a smirk. My cock jumps at the thoughts of what she could have in mind.
MARIA’S POV
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Looking at Kyle as he watches me, and looks at me with reverence, I can’t help but want to relieve his tension as well. I gently push his boxers down his hips and he looks back up to me with confusion. “You don’t have to,” he tell me. I know, but I want to.
“Kyle, I want to,” I tell him, giving him and encouraging smile. He nods and allows me to take his boxer’s completely off. “Come here,” I say pushing him back down on the bed.
I take this moment to look at Kyle’s naked form in front of me. He is beautiful. More defined than Michael, and just all around different, but he is sexy. I move to his lips, kiss them lightly before moving down to where I know he needs me. He is so hard. Did I do that? I think so.
As I hover over his cock I feel him run his fingers through my hair. Another gentle act that sets my skin on fire. I gently let my tongue dart out and lick the tip of his cock. “Fuck…” he hisses at the contact, I smile and get bolder.
I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock and allow my tongue to swirl around it. “Maria, god” he moans.
I gently move more and more of him into my mouth, finally deep throating him. Then the thought strikes me. All of this feels familiar. I know I’ve done this before. But how can that be. The thoughts leave my head and I fuck Kyle with my mouth the best I can.
His hands are still in my hair, but he isn’t forcing me on him. He is being gentle and sweet, just enjoying the experience. Is this the same Kyle I knew before tonight?
I gently reach under him and message his balls and I thrust faster on his mouth, taking my time to lick, suck and kiss him thoroughly. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby,” he moans. I love hearing that term of endearment on his lips.
I quicken my pace and soon he comes down my throat, moaning my name. I love that too.
KYLE’S POV
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So, it WAS Maria who gave me that mind blowing blow-job at the Crashdown that night. I know it was her. Feeling her do it again made it clear in my mind.
When my breath evens out, I look at Maria. She is beeming at me, and I smile back at her. “You’re really good at that,” I say.
“Yeah, well…” she laughs.
“Even better than the first time,” I hint.
Maria’s eyes grow large and confused. “Oh my god, it was you,” she says, understanding. “Wait, how do you know?”
“I’d never forget a blow-job like that,” I say. Then I lean in and kiss her again, gently. I cup her face to bring it closer to mine and smile as she moans into my mouth.
“Kyle, that was amazing,” she says. “The whole thing was amazing.”
“Well, thank you.” I smile.
“I don’t just mean that. I mean you. It wouldn’t have been the same with someone else.” She says. Wait, is she saying what I think she is saying?
“Huh?” I ask for clarification.
“I mean, I wanted it to be you tonight. I know you’ve got something going on with Tess, that’s fine. But I’m glad we got this.” Maria says. I can see she is nervous. Afraid of how I will react to her revelation, so I lean in and kiss her again.
“I wanted it to be you too. Tess and I have nothing going on. We are friends, that it. To tell the truth, I figured you would want Michael.” I admit.
“Well, you are better at this than Michael,” she says with a grin, and we are laughing again. I kiss her once more and hold her close. Finally she looks up at me and says, “You know, we still have and hour in here.”
“You read my mind.” I say, moving on top of her again.
TBC…
Kyle’s POV
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Holy shit! Here we are again. How did I get lucky enough to fall into a group of friends with crazy ideas like this? I’m not going to ask questions. I’ll take it. I’m almost pacing as we discuss how we are going to pick rooms. To tell the truth, I don’t really care. Isabel would be nice. She is beyond hot. Maria is also a winning choice, and truth be told, I’m leaning to wanting her. Liz doesn’t do it for me, but hey as sex act is a sex act. They are all good to me. And Tess, well she’s Tess. Who wouldn’t want to hit that?
The guys and I go up the stairs, and after Max picks his room, and enters. We look around. For some reason I’m drawn to a door. I’m not even sure which room it is. I’ve only been upstairs in the Evans’ house a few times. But this door is calling to me, so I figure Buddha must have a reason. I walk over to it, and turn around, seeing that Michael has already picked his room, and Alex is headed to another.
I gently turn the knob and take a deep breath before entering. Here goes.
MARIA’S POV
*************
This is going to be good. I know a little weird, but hey I’m horny. Not to mention, there is a certain someone that I’m hoping will pick my room. Hey, I’ve got a 25% chance. Either way, I’ve got a 75% chance of getting someone GOOD.
Michael is a sure bet. I’ve been with him. He knows what he is doing. I know I’ll come like there is no tomorrow. Max could be awesome. All that brooding intensity can only mean that he can do wonders in bed. Damn. Then there is my dirty little secret. Kyle Valenti. I mean, those mechanic’s hands. Mmmm. And no matter how short his is, he oozes sexiness from every pore.
God, I need to stop or I’m going to wet the sheets of this nicely made bed. What is taking so long. I just want to see who it is. And I hope to GOD it isn’t Alex, because I don’t know if I could do that.
I hear the knob turn. Here goes nothing. I look up from the bed, very interested in who it is that will be with me tonight. When Kyle walks through the door, my breath quickens and my heart races. Oh god, this can’t be happening to me. I want to pinch myself, but that would look weird.
“Maria,” he says, his face not betraying how he feels about being coupled with me for the night. I get a hold on my emotions and play it cool as well.
“Hey Kyle,” I say. Hey? Am I a fucking idiot? Ugghhh.
I motion for him to come over to the bed I’m sitting on. As he moves closer to me I can smell his scent. A scent that I’ve learned to recognize. I’m not secretly in love with Kyle or anything like that, I’ve just had a crush on him for the last year. Besides, who wouldn’t be excited for Kyle Valenti to go down on them?
KYLE’S POV
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Yes. It’s Maria. I don’t think I could tell you how happy I am for that. But is this going to make our friendship weird? “So, ummm, this doesn’t have to get weird,” I say. Yep, LAME!
“Kyle, this was my idea,” she reminds me with a slight laugh. “If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to,” she quickly adds. Oh baby, I definitely want to do this.
“No I want to,” I say in return. She looks at me surprised and then cocks one of her beautifully manicured eye-brows at me.
“Really? Why?” She asks.
“Well, let’s just say I’m happy it’s you,” I tell her. Fuck! Why did I say that?
“I’m happy it’s you too,” she says. I’m shocked to hear this. I thought for sure she wanted it to be Michael. I mean, at least he knows how to please her. But Michael Guerin is the last person I want to think about right now. Because right in front of me is the girl of everyone’s dreams, and she is mine for at least 2 hours.
I move in closer to her on the bed and she lays down on the pillows behind her. Damn. Pinch me!
MARIA’S POV
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Oh God. He’s going to kiss me. Kyle Valenti is moving into me, and he is going to kiss me. As he moves into me, his lips are a breath away from mine. I make the final move for him and lean forward to capture his lips in mine.
“Mmmm,” he moans into my mouth as I slip my tongue into the warmth of his mouth. “Maria,” he moans into me, as I pull him closer to me, feeling those well-worked out muscles of his chest against me.
May hands move into his hair and I run my fingers through it, scratching his scalp. “Kyle,” I moan as he moves his mouth down my neck, sucking and licking my heated skin.
His hand are all over me, and as he reaches for the buttons of my shirt. He looks up at me and I say, “Go for it, Kyle.” He smiled and kisses me again before beginning on my shirt buttons again.
As he open’s my shirt I watch him look at me. Is that awe I see in his eyes? “Maria, you’re beautiful,” he says, not looking at me in the eyes. I can’t help but blush.
“Thank you, Kyle.” I say, but that is all I can get out before Kyle attacks my mouth again. My hands immediately go to the hem of his shirt. I tug lightly on it and he lifts his arms to allow me to pull it off of him.
My lips find his neck as I pull him closer to me. I don’t even notice Kyle remove my bra until I feel his wet mouth come into contact with my nipple. “Oh god, that feels good,” I groan as he licks and sucks me.
KYLE’S POV
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My body is on fire. As Maria is moaning me name, I can’t help but be painfully hard. She is amazing. Her hands touching me send shockwaves through my system. “Kyle, don’t stop,” she moans, pushing my head further into her ample tits.
I have no plans to. The more I touch her, kiss her, the more I forget what exactly my reason for being here. Didn’t all of this have a point? I can’t even think about that right now. All I can think of is the fact that Maria DeLuca is under me and she is purring and writhing at my very touch. Who would have known this night would go so well.
She spreads her legs and I settle between them, getting into a more comfortable position. She wraps her legs around me to keep me close to her. Hate to tell you, baby, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m in heaven.
MARIA’S POV
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I can feel his cock pressing into my thigh, and without thinking, I move my hands down to the button of his fly. I gently move the zipper down and start to push his jeans down his legs.
As he kicks them off I slide my hand into his boxers and take hold of him. “Holy shit,” he hisses as I wrap my fingers around him.
Then he seems to come to his senses. He removes m hand from him and shakes his head, “No, that isn’t what where are here for,” he says with a smile as she takes my hand in his, lacing his fingers with mine. He kisses my neck again before he moves down to my collar bone.
He sucks on my shoulder for a second before moving back down to my nipples. He takes one into his mouth at a time, and it is all I can do not to scream at the top of my lungs.
He doesn’t stay there long as he moves down my stomach, placing light kisses on my skin. I giggle slightly and he looks up at me with a sexy smirk and asks, “Ticklish?” I nod at him and he continues to kiss me, finally reaching my skirt.
A strong hand moves up my leg and under my skirt, until Kyle’s knuckles are rubbing me through my cotton underwear. I wish it was a thong, but what can I do about it now, “Kyle, please,” I moan with need.
He reaches around me and unzips my skirt, pulling it over my hips and off of my body. Next my panties come off. I should be more self-conscious, but all I can think about is how much I want Kyle’s sexy mouth all over me.
He kisses my knee-caps with such gentle ness that I could cry, only my need is driving me. I spread my legs for him, letting him see how wet I am. For him. He moves back up my body, but continues to ignore where I need him the most.
He places light kisses on my inner thighs and I spread my legs wider, hoping he will get my signal. He does, because not seconds later I feel his warm tongue against my pussy. “Oh Kyle!” I moan, arching my back to get his mouth closer to me.
KYLE’S POV
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Now I understand the Alien love of all things sweet and spicy, because that is exactly what Maria tastes like, and I can’t get enough of her. As I thrust my toung in and out of her I use my fingers to flick her clit lightly, not wanting to over stimulate her. “Jesus Kyle! FUCK!” she moans, and I have to say, I love to here he talk like that.
She is making me harder. To the point where I have already begun to poke out of my boxers. My cock is rubbing against the silk sheets under me.
I move my mouth and fingers away from her for just a second, and I head her let out a groan of disappointment. “Don’t’ worry baby,” I say, “I’ll take care of you.” I tell her, and I have every intention of doing just that.
I slip two fingers into her pussy, and she is so wet, I can’t even believe it. I thrust in and out as I lightly kiss her clit, “Oh yeah,” she groans again, a content smile forming on her lips.
My tongue gets a little more forceful as I roughly lick her clit, thrusting my fingers in her at the same time. “Right there,” she groans and as she runs her hands through my hair, I feel her small nails scraping my scalp. She holds me closer to her and I lick her harder and faster.
“Fuck, oh yeah! Don’t stop. KYLE!” she screams as her pussy clamps down on my fingers. God what I wouldn’t give to feel that against my aching cock. Got to put those thoughts away. It’s never going to happen.
I move back up the bed and watch her naked body quake in the aftershocks of her orgasm. Damn she is fucking beautiful. As she finally comes back to earth, she smiles at me and then pulls me down onto her, sucking the breath out of me with the most passionate kiss I’ve ever experienced.
“Mmm, now it’s time to take care of you,” she says with a smirk. My cock jumps at the thoughts of what she could have in mind.
MARIA’S POV
************
Looking at Kyle as he watches me, and looks at me with reverence, I can’t help but want to relieve his tension as well. I gently push his boxers down his hips and he looks back up to me with confusion. “You don’t have to,” he tell me. I know, but I want to.
“Kyle, I want to,” I tell him, giving him and encouraging smile. He nods and allows me to take his boxer’s completely off. “Come here,” I say pushing him back down on the bed.
I take this moment to look at Kyle’s naked form in front of me. He is beautiful. More defined than Michael, and just all around different, but he is sexy. I move to his lips, kiss them lightly before moving down to where I know he needs me. He is so hard. Did I do that? I think so.
As I hover over his cock I feel him run his fingers through my hair. Another gentle act that sets my skin on fire. I gently let my tongue dart out and lick the tip of his cock. “Fuck…” he hisses at the contact, I smile and get bolder.
I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock and allow my tongue to swirl around it. “Maria, god” he moans.
I gently move more and more of him into my mouth, finally deep throating him. Then the thought strikes me. All of this feels familiar. I know I’ve done this before. But how can that be. The thoughts leave my head and I fuck Kyle with my mouth the best I can.
His hands are still in my hair, but he isn’t forcing me on him. He is being gentle and sweet, just enjoying the experience. Is this the same Kyle I knew before tonight?
I gently reach under him and message his balls and I thrust faster on his mouth, taking my time to lick, suck and kiss him thoroughly. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby,” he moans. I love hearing that term of endearment on his lips.
I quicken my pace and soon he comes down my throat, moaning my name. I love that too.
KYLE’S POV
***********
So, it WAS Maria who gave me that mind blowing blow-job at the Crashdown that night. I know it was her. Feeling her do it again made it clear in my mind.
When my breath evens out, I look at Maria. She is beeming at me, and I smile back at her. “You’re really good at that,” I say.
“Yeah, well…” she laughs.
“Even better than the first time,” I hint.
Maria’s eyes grow large and confused. “Oh my god, it was you,” she says, understanding. “Wait, how do you know?”
“I’d never forget a blow-job like that,” I say. Then I lean in and kiss her again, gently. I cup her face to bring it closer to mine and smile as she moans into my mouth.
“Kyle, that was amazing,” she says. “The whole thing was amazing.”
“Well, thank you.” I smile.
“I don’t just mean that. I mean you. It wouldn’t have been the same with someone else.” She says. Wait, is she saying what I think she is saying?
“Huh?” I ask for clarification.
“I mean, I wanted it to be you tonight. I know you’ve got something going on with Tess, that’s fine. But I’m glad we got this.” Maria says. I can see she is nervous. Afraid of how I will react to her revelation, so I lean in and kiss her again.
“I wanted it to be you too. Tess and I have nothing going on. We are friends, that it. To tell the truth, I figured you would want Michael.” I admit.
“Well, you are better at this than Michael,” she says with a grin, and we are laughing again. I kiss her once more and hold her close. Finally she looks up at me and says, “You know, we still have and hour in here.”
“You read my mind.” I say, moving on top of her again.
TBC…
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Chapter 5
ISABEL’S POV
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What if it isn’t him? What if it’s god, like MICHAEL or someone? Eeeewww! No, I think he will pick the room. I’ve been getting vibes from him. I’ve I’m right, he will know I’m here. He will pick my room.
Then again, maybe I’m just mixing signals. Maybe he isn’t sending out vibes. But ever since the night we played Roulette in the Crashdown, I’ve felt him. In my dreams, watching me, everywhere.
I stop pacing the floor and sit on my bed. I picked my own room because the way I see it, if I AM wrong about the vibes I can at least get though this uncomfortable night in a place I’m comfortable.
MAX’S POV
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I’m terrified. Terrified that I’m wrong about this. Terrified that I’m right. What am I doing? I want this. I know she is in there. She has to be. But am I an idiot for wanting this? Am I wrong? Is this infatuation that I can’t get out of my head sick and twisted? Why am I drawn to her? I don’t know.
I have to say, when Maria mentioned playing this game again, I was thrilled. I was thrilled by the thought that I could spend one more stolen moment with the woman that has captured my hormones as well as my heart. They have to be stolen moments because this is wrong. I bet she doesn’t even know it was me she was blowing months ago in the Crashdown. But I knew. I could tell. I don’t know how, but I could.
I take a deep breath and open the door to her room. I think she is in here. I hope she is. As I walk in and see her laying on the bed, waiting for me, I breath a sigh. I don’t know if it is of fear or relief. This would be much easier if it were Liz, or Tess, or Maria. I could do this, and not be connected to it. But with Isabel, I know this night will be about much more than sex.
I don’t know what she is thinking as she looks at me. I’m her brother. She is probably ready to run. But maybe not. Maybe she feels the same things I do.
“Isabel,” I say her name and it almost sounds foreign to me. “I know this is weird. We don’t have to do this,” I say quickly. I don’t want her to think we HAVE to do anything. I want her, but I don’t want her to feel obligated to partake in this.
Her face fell and she motioned for me to sit next to her. “Max, I’m going to tell you the truth.” She said. Here goes. “I want you. I can’t explain it. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.” Isabel said. I can see tears shinning in her eyes, but I’m too flabbergasted to do anything.
As she get up off the bed I finally come to my senses, and grab her hand before she can get out of reach. I pull her back to me, and she falls into me, on the bed. “I want this too, Isabel. I just don’t know what is going on. But I DO want you.” I tell her.
ISABEL’S POV
*************
Oh My God! This can’t be happening. What is wrong with us? Fuck it, do I really care? He is so close to me and I can smell him. He smells like Max. It’s a warm, comforting smell that makes me wet every time I smell it.
I lean into him, a breath away form his lips and close my eyes, taking the plunge into unknown territory. His tongue slips past my lips as he takes my face in his hands. I turn around in his arms. “What are we doing?” I ask, wondering why we have this pull to each other.
“I don’t know, baby. But there has to be a reason,” Max says. “We aren’t related on Antar, maybe we have a past,” he says. Why didn’t I think of that. It is completely plausible. I don’t care. The feelings he is sending through me wont let me concentrate on anything but him and his beautiful lips.
I straddle his legs and roll my head back so he can plant warm kisses down my neck. Soon, he lays me down on the bed, moving his hands to the hem of my shirt. I lift my arms over my head to allow him to pull my shirt off. His hands come up my ribcage to touch my breasts through my lace bra and I can’t help but let out a breathy moan. Oh god, I’m in heaven.
MAX’S POV
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“Isabel…” I moan as her hands come up under my shirt and she pulls it off of me. “You’re so…beautiful.”
“So are you,” she moans as I attack her neck. I kiss her collarbone and move down her chest until I come to the offending lace that is covering her from me. “Can I take this off?” I asked, not wanting to push too far. I’m in heaven, but maybe she isn’t comfortable.
“Yes…” she hisses for me to continue. I move my hand around her and unsnap her bra letting her breasts come into my full view. God, she is a goddess. I flick my tongue out over one of her nipples and hear her moan, “Max, don’t stop.” Not going to happen.
I wrap my teeth around the nipple and bite it lightly and I can tell she likes it because she is writhing under me. Her hands move down my back as she leaves little scratch marks on me. Oh God, this feels good. Perfect. Familiar. I can’t explain it, but I don’t want to at this point.
My hands move to her outer thighs as I move my hands up her legs and under her leather skirt. Its one of the ones that always leaves me hard and wanting. But I’m touching her now. Feeling her. Tasting her.
“Max, please,” she moans. I don’t even know what she wants, but I will do anything for her at this very moment. My hands nimbly make it to the zipper of her skirt and as I pull the material off of her, I notice she isn’t wearing underwear. “Oh god, Izzy,” I groan. This woman is going to kill me.
“I never wear underwear,” she says with a wink. I grin and attack her mouth again. “Max…” she moans again. She is now grinding into my aching bulge. God, she is going to make me come on the spot.
I make my way back down her body, stopping at each of her nipples. And as I feel her fingers running through my hair I move down her stomach. “No!” she cries suddenly. I look up at her confused and she looks back at me embarrassed.
“I mean…” she starts, trying to find her words. “I mean I know that this is what we are supposed to be doing, but I want you, Max. I want you to make love to me. I would understand if that is too much for you,” she says looking down.
It is like a chorus of angels began singing in my head. She wants to make love to me. Can this be real? “It isn’t too much, Isabel,” I tell her, kissing her lightly on the stomach. I move back up her body, and kiss her on the lips.
Her hands move down to my pants as she unbuttons and unzips them. She pushed them, along with my boxers down my legs with her feet and I kick them off behind me. Oh god, here goes.
ISABEL’S POV
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I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe I’m getting the one thing I want. And Most of all I can’t belive that I’m not freeked out by it. I take Max’s cock into my hands and guide it to me. I can tell he is as wrapped up in these sensations as I am.
He slowly glides into me and I feel him reach my barrier. He is taking my innocents and I wouldn’t want it to be anyone else. He crashes his lips to mine and he takes my hands in his as he plunges into me, breaking my hymen. “Mmm,” I groan with pain. But it doesn’t hurt as badly as I expected.
“Baby, I’m sorry,” he says, looking me in the eyes with such tenderness and passion.
“It’s ok,” I assure him. “I’m fine.”
He smiles and kisses me again before pulling out and plunging back in. “Oh god!” I moan, all pain completely gone as his cock brushes against my g-spot.
“Isabel, you feel so good,” He moans as he moves into me faster and faster, he is still being gentle though. He is making love to me, not rushing to his orgasm. God I love this. I love the feeling of him inside me. It is amazing, and yet I feel like I’ve done this before. There is a familiar feeling of this act, like I’ve done it before.
His hands are all over me as he moves in and out of my body. His kisses set me on fire and I feel my legs shake as the wrap around him, bring him on closer to me ever time.
MAX’S POV
***********
I’m almost there. I know I can’t hold on much longer. I need to come, this is just to perfect. My body can’t hold on. “Baby, I’m almost there,” I moan.
“It’s ok, me to,” She nearly growls. She pulls me closer to her with her legs and I thrust into her a few more times until she moans, “FUCK! MAX!!” and her walls constrict around my cock. She comes hard around me and I’m am immediately sent over the edge.
“Isabel, jesus!” I groan, coming deep inside her. I collapse on top of her and catch my breath as she does the same. When I come back to earth I realize that I’m probably crushing her. “Sorry,” I say with a smile as I roll to the side of her. She immediately wraps herself around me.
“That felt familiar, didn’t it?” she asks me out of the blue, and I have to admit that is does. The whole act of making love to Isabel felt like coming home. Like it was something I’d done hundreds of time.
“Yeah, and it was amazing.” I tell her, kissing her nose. She giggles and then turns serious again.
“How long? How long have you wanted this?” She asks me.
“Years,” I admit to her. There is nothing I want to hide from her.
“Me too,” she says, leaning in to kiss me with all she has once again.
THE END.
ISABEL’S POV
*************
What if it isn’t him? What if it’s god, like MICHAEL or someone? Eeeewww! No, I think he will pick the room. I’ve been getting vibes from him. I’ve I’m right, he will know I’m here. He will pick my room.
Then again, maybe I’m just mixing signals. Maybe he isn’t sending out vibes. But ever since the night we played Roulette in the Crashdown, I’ve felt him. In my dreams, watching me, everywhere.
I stop pacing the floor and sit on my bed. I picked my own room because the way I see it, if I AM wrong about the vibes I can at least get though this uncomfortable night in a place I’m comfortable.
MAX’S POV
**********
I’m terrified. Terrified that I’m wrong about this. Terrified that I’m right. What am I doing? I want this. I know she is in there. She has to be. But am I an idiot for wanting this? Am I wrong? Is this infatuation that I can’t get out of my head sick and twisted? Why am I drawn to her? I don’t know.
I have to say, when Maria mentioned playing this game again, I was thrilled. I was thrilled by the thought that I could spend one more stolen moment with the woman that has captured my hormones as well as my heart. They have to be stolen moments because this is wrong. I bet she doesn’t even know it was me she was blowing months ago in the Crashdown. But I knew. I could tell. I don’t know how, but I could.
I take a deep breath and open the door to her room. I think she is in here. I hope she is. As I walk in and see her laying on the bed, waiting for me, I breath a sigh. I don’t know if it is of fear or relief. This would be much easier if it were Liz, or Tess, or Maria. I could do this, and not be connected to it. But with Isabel, I know this night will be about much more than sex.
I don’t know what she is thinking as she looks at me. I’m her brother. She is probably ready to run. But maybe not. Maybe she feels the same things I do.
“Isabel,” I say her name and it almost sounds foreign to me. “I know this is weird. We don’t have to do this,” I say quickly. I don’t want her to think we HAVE to do anything. I want her, but I don’t want her to feel obligated to partake in this.
Her face fell and she motioned for me to sit next to her. “Max, I’m going to tell you the truth.” She said. Here goes. “I want you. I can’t explain it. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.” Isabel said. I can see tears shinning in her eyes, but I’m too flabbergasted to do anything.
As she get up off the bed I finally come to my senses, and grab her hand before she can get out of reach. I pull her back to me, and she falls into me, on the bed. “I want this too, Isabel. I just don’t know what is going on. But I DO want you.” I tell her.
ISABEL’S POV
*************
Oh My God! This can’t be happening. What is wrong with us? Fuck it, do I really care? He is so close to me and I can smell him. He smells like Max. It’s a warm, comforting smell that makes me wet every time I smell it.
I lean into him, a breath away form his lips and close my eyes, taking the plunge into unknown territory. His tongue slips past my lips as he takes my face in his hands. I turn around in his arms. “What are we doing?” I ask, wondering why we have this pull to each other.
“I don’t know, baby. But there has to be a reason,” Max says. “We aren’t related on Antar, maybe we have a past,” he says. Why didn’t I think of that. It is completely plausible. I don’t care. The feelings he is sending through me wont let me concentrate on anything but him and his beautiful lips.
I straddle his legs and roll my head back so he can plant warm kisses down my neck. Soon, he lays me down on the bed, moving his hands to the hem of my shirt. I lift my arms over my head to allow him to pull my shirt off. His hands come up my ribcage to touch my breasts through my lace bra and I can’t help but let out a breathy moan. Oh god, I’m in heaven.
MAX’S POV
**********
“Isabel…” I moan as her hands come up under my shirt and she pulls it off of me. “You’re so…beautiful.”
“So are you,” she moans as I attack her neck. I kiss her collarbone and move down her chest until I come to the offending lace that is covering her from me. “Can I take this off?” I asked, not wanting to push too far. I’m in heaven, but maybe she isn’t comfortable.
“Yes…” she hisses for me to continue. I move my hand around her and unsnap her bra letting her breasts come into my full view. God, she is a goddess. I flick my tongue out over one of her nipples and hear her moan, “Max, don’t stop.” Not going to happen.
I wrap my teeth around the nipple and bite it lightly and I can tell she likes it because she is writhing under me. Her hands move down my back as she leaves little scratch marks on me. Oh God, this feels good. Perfect. Familiar. I can’t explain it, but I don’t want to at this point.
My hands move to her outer thighs as I move my hands up her legs and under her leather skirt. Its one of the ones that always leaves me hard and wanting. But I’m touching her now. Feeling her. Tasting her.
“Max, please,” she moans. I don’t even know what she wants, but I will do anything for her at this very moment. My hands nimbly make it to the zipper of her skirt and as I pull the material off of her, I notice she isn’t wearing underwear. “Oh god, Izzy,” I groan. This woman is going to kill me.
“I never wear underwear,” she says with a wink. I grin and attack her mouth again. “Max…” she moans again. She is now grinding into my aching bulge. God, she is going to make me come on the spot.
I make my way back down her body, stopping at each of her nipples. And as I feel her fingers running through my hair I move down her stomach. “No!” she cries suddenly. I look up at her confused and she looks back at me embarrassed.
“I mean…” she starts, trying to find her words. “I mean I know that this is what we are supposed to be doing, but I want you, Max. I want you to make love to me. I would understand if that is too much for you,” she says looking down.
It is like a chorus of angels began singing in my head. She wants to make love to me. Can this be real? “It isn’t too much, Isabel,” I tell her, kissing her lightly on the stomach. I move back up her body, and kiss her on the lips.
Her hands move down to my pants as she unbuttons and unzips them. She pushed them, along with my boxers down my legs with her feet and I kick them off behind me. Oh god, here goes.
ISABEL’S POV
*************
I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe I’m getting the one thing I want. And Most of all I can’t belive that I’m not freeked out by it. I take Max’s cock into my hands and guide it to me. I can tell he is as wrapped up in these sensations as I am.
He slowly glides into me and I feel him reach my barrier. He is taking my innocents and I wouldn’t want it to be anyone else. He crashes his lips to mine and he takes my hands in his as he plunges into me, breaking my hymen. “Mmm,” I groan with pain. But it doesn’t hurt as badly as I expected.
“Baby, I’m sorry,” he says, looking me in the eyes with such tenderness and passion.
“It’s ok,” I assure him. “I’m fine.”
He smiles and kisses me again before pulling out and plunging back in. “Oh god!” I moan, all pain completely gone as his cock brushes against my g-spot.
“Isabel, you feel so good,” He moans as he moves into me faster and faster, he is still being gentle though. He is making love to me, not rushing to his orgasm. God I love this. I love the feeling of him inside me. It is amazing, and yet I feel like I’ve done this before. There is a familiar feeling of this act, like I’ve done it before.
His hands are all over me as he moves in and out of my body. His kisses set me on fire and I feel my legs shake as the wrap around him, bring him on closer to me ever time.
MAX’S POV
***********
I’m almost there. I know I can’t hold on much longer. I need to come, this is just to perfect. My body can’t hold on. “Baby, I’m almost there,” I moan.
“It’s ok, me to,” She nearly growls. She pulls me closer to her with her legs and I thrust into her a few more times until she moans, “FUCK! MAX!!” and her walls constrict around my cock. She comes hard around me and I’m am immediately sent over the edge.
“Isabel, jesus!” I groan, coming deep inside her. I collapse on top of her and catch my breath as she does the same. When I come back to earth I realize that I’m probably crushing her. “Sorry,” I say with a smile as I roll to the side of her. She immediately wraps herself around me.
“That felt familiar, didn’t it?” she asks me out of the blue, and I have to admit that is does. The whole act of making love to Isabel felt like coming home. Like it was something I’d done hundreds of time.
“Yeah, and it was amazing.” I tell her, kissing her nose. She giggles and then turns serious again.
“How long? How long have you wanted this?” She asks me.
“Years,” I admit to her. There is nothing I want to hide from her.
“Me too,” she says, leaning in to kiss me with all she has once again.
THE END.
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