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longsufferinglyThe Fish in the Sea
Danneel Harris/Hot women (including Katie Cassidy, Sandy McCoy, Kristen Bell, Michaela Conlin, and Minka Kelly), NC-17, 3000 words. In which Danneel embraces being a very promiscuous lesbian at college. Because sometimes, you want girl!porn.
Danneel's got Katie pushed up against the wall of the closet, legs spread open, skirt all hiked up. She's working two fingers in Katie's cunt, and Katie's hitching her breath, letting out little whimpers. She never makes much noise, but Danneel loves the way her breath catches, loves coaxing new quiet moans out of her.
"Yeah," Danneel purrs into her ear, thumbing over her clit, "Come on. Want to feel you lose it."
"You should work on your dirty talk," says Katie breathlessly, spreading her legs wider. "This isn't that--fuck--good."
"Yeah, you're clearly not enjoying it."
Danneel nips Katie's earlobe between her teeth, right between her canines, so it's sharp and quick. It always gets Katie when she does that, and there's a choked, "Shit!" and then Katie's coming around her fingers, gasping and slumping forward.
"Yeah, I'm awful at this," says Danneel, and Katie laughs and kisses her. Danneel's wet in her jeans, and Katie insinuates her leg between Danneel's, pressing up against her as they make out.
Suddenly, there's a creak from behind them and a burst of light, and Danneel turns to see a girl staring at them in shock, her coat falling from her limp fingers.
"Hi!" says Danneel, too brightly. This girl is cute. "Did you need us to take your coat?"
*
The girl's name is Sandy. She's small and dark-haired, but she has great tits. When Katie spots Danneel checking her out, she snorts and leaves with a backward wave, and Danneel offers to grab a drink for Sandy. She's still ridiculously horny, and her jeans keep rubbing against her bare cunt, driving her crazy, but she's willing to wait.
"Um," says Sandy. Danneel is very worried that her next sentence is going to be something about being straight, but instead she says, "Won't your girlfriend be jealous?"
"Not my girlfriend," says Danneel. "She's very supportive of me making new--friends."
"Oh," says Sandy. She bites her lip. "I've never--"
"Don't worry," says Danneel soothingly. "I'll be gentle."
Sandy looks up, and there's this wicked little smile on her lips. "What if I don't like gentle?"
*
The whiteboard outside her and Katie's room says Yours for the night, D, and Danneel grins as she pulls Sandy in.
"So," she says, pushing Sandy's shirt over her head and taking a second to appreciate how her tits look in her bra, because, damn, this girl is hot, "if you don't like gentle, what do you like?"
"I like getting told what to do," says Sandy, and it's real turn-on for Danneel when girls know exactly what they want. "And I like it when it's rough."
Danneel smirks. Sandy's wearing a pair of criminally short shorts, and Danneel unzips them and pushes them off too. Her panties are black lace and match her bra, and Danneel licks her lips. "I can live with that," she says. She kisses her again, walking her back into the room, and Sandy comes willingly, following as Danneel takes them toward the bed. She pulls away to push Sandy down, taking Sandy's wrists in her hands to hold them over her head. "So, you'd like it if I did whatever I wanted right now? Anything?"
Sandy squirms, testing her grip, and Danneel holds firm. "Yeah," says Sandy, and Danneel smirks before leaning down to kiss her again. She trails her free hand down Sandy's body, cupping one of her breasts but not stopping, going deeper. She skirts under the waistband of Sandy's panties, but doesn't go deeper, even though Sandy moans. She goes lower, strokes her finger over the lace over Sandy's cunt, feeling the wetness there.
"For never having done this, you're pretty into it," Danneel says into her ear.
Sandy moans. "Thought about it a lot. When I'm--"
"You get off thinking about girls?"
"Yeah."
"What do you think about them doing to you?"
"Eating me out," says Sandy. "My boyfriend never would, thought it was--"
Danneel pushes Sandy's panties aside, strokes her finger up inside Sandy. She's really wet. "I love eating girls out," says Danneel. She lets go of Sandy's wrists and slithers down, gets her mouth against Sandy's cunt through her panties. Sandy whimpers, and Danneel grins, turning her face to nip at Sandy's inner thigh. That gets her a pleased, breathless, "Oh!" and Danneel gets to work sucking a hickey there.
Sandy stays mostly quiet through that, but when Danneel turns and starts working on the other sigh, Sandy says, "Oh, god, please."
"Please what?" asks Danneel. She lets out a breath right over Sandy's clit, close and hot.
"Please, want your mouth--"
"Where?"
"My pussy," says Sandy. "Want your tongue inside me."
"Should have said," says Danneel, and she pulls Sandy's panties off and settles in. Sandy is so wet it's unreal, and Danneel pushes her tongue as deep as she can, loving the taste of her. She moves up and sucks at Sandy's clit delicately, and Sandy lets out a sharp cry. It startles Danneel--she's used to Katie's quiet.
Sandy keeps up a steady stream of noise--not quite words, just moans and whimpers and a few louder cries. When Danneel settles in to get her off in earnest, Sandy is shaking and begging, and she comes with a scream, loud and unexpected.
Danneel gives her a minute to come down before she says, "Enjoy that?"
"Oh my god," breathes Sandy.
"Mm, yeah," says Danneel. She absently rubs herself through her jeans. For all it's better to give than to receive, she feels it's fairly unfair that she hasn't gotten off at all yet. "You really like being told what to do?" she asks.
"Yeah," says Sandy, still dazed.
"Okay," says Danneel. "Then get over here and try that on me."
*
"How'd it go with the cheerleader last night?" asks Katie at lunch.
"She wasn't a cheerleader."
"Bet she was in high school," says Katie. "Totally that type."
"Whatever," says Danneel with a shrug. "It wasn't the best I've ever had, but she was very--eager. Where'd you go?"
"I crashed at Lauren's," Katie says absently.
"Really?" Danneel feels a little bad. Lauren's awesome, but she's totally straight, and that means Katie didn't find anyone last night. "You didn't--"
"I already got off," says Katie, but she sounds a little strange. "I had a good night."
"Oh," says Danneel. "Well. Good."
*
Kristen Bell is pretty much Danneel's favorite pledge, partly because she seems to embrace Danneel's interpretation of what it is to be in a sorority--that is, have a lot of sex with other girls in sororities. So when Kristen tells her that her friend is having a party and Danneel should definitely stop by, she doesn't think twice about attending.
It's the standard college fare--a writing mass of bodies and liberal amounts of alcohol, and when Danneel finds Kristen, she's already wasted and dancing without any sense of shame.
"Hey!" says Kristen, pulling Danneel in for a very involved kiss. Danneel doesn't mind--she and Kristen have hooked up before, and she'd be more than happy to do it again, but she's a little surprised when Kristen pulls her in close and starts dirty-dancing right then and there. Still, Kristen is hot. Who cares?
"Hello to you too," she says lowly, and slips her hands up to feel the smooth skin of Kristen's back.
"Mm," says Kristen. "Wait. Wait. Wanna introduce you to the birthday girl. Got a favor."
Danneel doesn't point out that she wasn't the one who started making this X-rated, and just lets Kristen take her hand and pull her across to a smoking hot girl who's doing shots.
"Hey, Michaela," says Kristen. "This is my friend Danneel. The one I was telling you about."
Michaela gives her a very obvious once over, and Danneel smirks. "Nice to meet you. Happy birthday."
"Thank you," says Michaela. She looks at Kristen. "Looks like you were having fun out there."
Kristen leans down and kisses Michaela, and it's clearly not the first time. "I was thinking," Kristen says, quietly, but loud and clear for Michaela to hear, "you might have fun with a birthday present."
"A birthday present, huh?" asks Michaela. Her eyes flick to Danneel. "What did you have in mind?"
"Oh, whatever you wanted," says Kristen. She looks to Danneel too, and Danneel feels hot and amazing under both their gazes. "What do you think?" she asks Danneel.
"Well," says Danneel. "It is her birthday."
*
Kristen is a take-charge kind of girl, and Danneel never minds doing what she wants, so she's not surprised when being Michaela's present involves pretty much doing whatever Kristen and Michaela want her to do.
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," Kristen assures her, pushing her down on the bed as Michaela starts undressing.
"Tell me what you want me to do and I'll let you know."
"I wanted to tie you up and we fuck you," says Kristen bluntly.
"Mm," says Danneel. "Give me a safeword, and I'm all set."
"Build-a-bear," says Kristen.
"Your default safeword is 'build-a-bear'?" asks Danneel. "I'm a little jealous of your sex life."
Kristen grabs a tie and gets Danneel's wrists tied to her bedposts. "Well, now you're part of it, so wonder no more."
Kristen dismounts and Michaela takes her place. Danneel's shirt and bra are off, but her jeans are still on, and Michaela is totally naked. She is amazingly hot.
She leans down and kisses Danneel, wet and hot, and pops the button on Danneel's jeans. Her cunt is wet against Danneel's stomach, rubbing against it, and Danneel tries to squirm in the most arousing possible way.
Michaela repositions to push Danneel's jeans off, and Danneel cants her hips up to help. Michaela rubs her fingers over Danneel's cunt, smiling. "We've got big plans for you."
"I'm yours for the night," says Danneel. She hadn't exactly planned on getting tied up for a threesome tonight, but it definitely counts as a good surprise.
"You ready?" Michaela asks Kristen, who's somewhere out of Danneel's line of sight.
"Ready," says Kristen, and Danneel isn't surprised to see she's got a strap-on on when she comes back into view. Kristen really, really likes strap-ons.
"Gonna fuck me?" Danneel asks.
"Oh yeah," says Kristen, rubbing over the strap-on like it's a real dick.
Danneel opens her legs wide for Kristen to crawl between, and Michaela just watches, licking her lips as Kristen pushes up Danneel's leg, positioning herself before pushing in.
Danneel doesn't actually get anything inside her very often, and it's not her favorite thing, but Kristen gets off on it hard, and Danneel doesn't mind that.
She wraps a leg around Kristen's waist to pull her in deeper, and Michaela lets out a moan at that.
Kristen gets a rhythm going and it's pretty good, and just as Danneel is getting used to it and getting a rhythm going, Michaela turns to grin at her.
"Let's put that mouth to good use," she says, and Danneel happily lets her position herself on top of her face, holding her cunt at just the right level for Danneel to eat her out.
It's all fast and desperate, almost a race, and Danneel feels incredibly smug when Michaela comes first.
Danneel is really, really fucking awesome.
As soon as Danneel comes, Kristen pulls out and, to Danneel's surprise, pulls off the strap-on and hands it over to Michaela, who smirks and crowds her up against the door, right in front of Danneel, and fucks her against it.
By the time they're done, Kristen's neck is nothing but bruises, and Danneel's desperate to come again, squirming against the ties still holding her to the bed.
Michaela leaves Kristen gasping and coming down against the door and gives Danneel a few quick licks, which is all it takes to have her coming helplessly.
They both give her long, hot kisses before she leaves, and Michaela says, "You can come back any time you want."
Danneel can barely walk straight when she gets out, and she hasn't even had a single drink.
*
The whiteboard says Do not disturb when Danneel gets home, and the rest of the sorority is dark, so she runs to Jensen's frat house down the street and bangs on his door until he lets her in.
"Some day," he says darkly, "I will get a boyfriend, and you will not be allowed to sleep here anymore."
"And I will cry," says Danneel brightly. "But today, I love you."
Jensen gives her the finger. "Just go to sleep."
*
"How'd it go for you last night?" Danneel asks Katie.
"Um, what was her name--Adrianne? Hot as fuck," says Katie.
"In Gamma?" she asks. "Holy shit! Good job. I didn't know she was into girls."
"Neither did she," says Katie, and holds up her milk. Danneel clinks her water against it. "What about you?"
Danneel smirks. "Threesome with Kristen and her hot girlfriend."
Katie shakes her head. "Why you gotta be such an overachiever?"
"I was born lucky," says Danneel.
"You were born to get lucky," says Katie.
Danneel shrugs. "Same difference."
*
Minka is in Danneel's philosophy class. She has the sexiest glasses Danneel has ever seen. Katie tells her she needs to just suck it up and ask the girl out, but Danneel doesn't date. And Minka might not even like girls. So Danneel just spends most of class having incredibly details fantasies, feeling kind of vaguely dirty, and running home and either getting out her vibrator or jumping Katie if she's home.
This time, when she runs home, though, Katie is there, but Adrianne is between her legs. Katie's got one hand in Adrianne's hair and one fisted in the sheets, and her head is thrown back. Her breath is hitching, and it's hot like a punch in the gut.
Danneel trips over her own feet trying to get out.
*
"I don't wanna say I told you so," says Jensen.
"What did you tell me?"
"Fuckbuddies is a terrible idea."
It's not Danneel has never had sex with the same person more than once, but Katie doesn't usually, and when she does it's not planned. Not bringing someone home for a fuck after class.
"I'm just surprised," says Danneel, glaring at him. "It's weird, okay. She doesn't date."
Jensen sighs. "Danneel, she doesn't date because of you."
"I'm fine with this! I don't care if she dates!"
Jensen rubs his forehead. "Okay. Danneel. I'm gonna say this once. Katie wants to date you. You don't want to date. Therefore, Katie does not date."
"No she doesn't," Danneel says instantly. "She doesn't want to date me."
"Yes, she does."
Danneel shakes her head. "You're nuts. She would've said something."
"I swear to god," says Jensen. "All you'd have to do is ask."
*
"Sorry about today," Katie says, when Danneel ventures home again.
"No problem," says Danneel easily. "Are you guys--"
"No," says Katie. "It's nothing."
Danneel nods. "Okay."
*
Friday, they go to a party, and Adrianne goes with them. Danneel can't help getting the feeling that they aren't a thing for Katie, but they are for Adrianne. It makes her feel kind of perversely proud. She tries not to examine it.
Danneel had the same girlfriend all through high school--it was fine, but coming to college was like suddenly breaking free, like coming out of a stream and discovering the ocean.
It's a Gamma party, so Adrianne knows everyone, and Katie and Danneel follow her, grabbing drinks as they go. When Adrianne starts making come-hither eyes at Katie, she gives up and flees into the crowd.
She starts dancing alone, and attracts a good few guys whom she manages to evade. Most people realize Danneel Harris is not into dick, but some people aren't good at taking no for an answer.
She literally bumps into a brown-haired girl, and she's stuttering out an apology when the girl turns around and it's Minka.
"Hey!" she says, with a wide, slightly drunk smile. "Danneel, right?"
"Yeah! Minka, from Collins' class?"
"Uh huh! You aren't a gamma, are you?"
"Kappa!"
"Oh, cool!"
Danneel's slightly surprised to see that Minka's dancing at her now, and when she shifts, Minka does too, and it's only a few subtle adjustments before they're dancing together.
Danneel's heart feels like it's going too fast. She's dancing with Minka Kelly.
Three songs later and they're still keeping it PG, nothing even vaguely sexual, until someone bumps into Minka and she stumbles forward, into Danneel, and that's all it takes. Minka looks at her and then suddenly there's kissing, and Minka's giving her every indication that she's up for it and somehow--
Danneel goes home and goes to bed alone. She doesn't quite know why.
*
It's past eleven when Katie comes home the next morning.
"Adrianne's?" Danneel asks, when she comes in.
Katie looks surprised. "Lauren's. I figured you brought Minka home."
"No," Danneel admits. "I didn't bring anyone home."
"Are you feeling okay?" Katie jokes.
"Yeah," says Danneel, but it's not true.
Everything feels different.
*
Saturday night, Jensen's unwashed musician roommates are having a party, so naturally Katie and Danneel go.
And, naturally, once alcohol becomes involved, Danneel is all over Katie, and Danneel's all over her right back, and it's not a surprise.
It feels kind of inevitable, but Danneel knows better than to say that. It's not exactly romantic.
Katie eats her out on her bed when they get back, and Danneel finger-fucks her again, hard and frantic, while Katie begs for more.
They fall asleep together, and it's the first time that's ever happened in three years of hooking up.
The next morning, Danneel kisses her awake.
"You were jealous," says Katie.
"Mm," says Danneel. Katie's naked next to her, and Danneel pulls their bodies flush.
Katie pulls back. "I'm not doing anything until you admit it."
Danneel lets out a frustrated growl. "Okay, fine. I was jealous."
Katie grins. "I knew it."
"I'll buy you flowers later," says Danneel. "Just get back here."
And she does.
*
Kristen and Michaela are disappointed. Jensen is smug.
Katie is smugger, but Danneel thinks she might actually be smugger than both of them put together, so it doesn't really matter. She's coming out ahead.
Danneel Harris/Hot women (including Katie Cassidy, Sandy McCoy, Kristen Bell, Michaela Conlin, and Minka Kelly), NC-17, 3000 words. In which Danneel embraces being a very promiscuous lesbian at college. Because sometimes, you want girl!porn.
Danneel's got Katie pushed up against the wall of the closet, legs spread open, skirt all hiked up. She's working two fingers in Katie's cunt, and Katie's hitching her breath, letting out little whimpers. She never makes much noise, but Danneel loves the way her breath catches, loves coaxing new quiet moans out of her.
"Yeah," Danneel purrs into her ear, thumbing over her clit, "Come on. Want to feel you lose it."
"You should work on your dirty talk," says Katie breathlessly, spreading her legs wider. "This isn't that--fuck--good."
"Yeah, you're clearly not enjoying it."
Danneel nips Katie's earlobe between her teeth, right between her canines, so it's sharp and quick. It always gets Katie when she does that, and there's a choked, "Shit!" and then Katie's coming around her fingers, gasping and slumping forward.
"Yeah, I'm awful at this," says Danneel, and Katie laughs and kisses her. Danneel's wet in her jeans, and Katie insinuates her leg between Danneel's, pressing up against her as they make out.
Suddenly, there's a creak from behind them and a burst of light, and Danneel turns to see a girl staring at them in shock, her coat falling from her limp fingers.
"Hi!" says Danneel, too brightly. This girl is cute. "Did you need us to take your coat?"
*
The girl's name is Sandy. She's small and dark-haired, but she has great tits. When Katie spots Danneel checking her out, she snorts and leaves with a backward wave, and Danneel offers to grab a drink for Sandy. She's still ridiculously horny, and her jeans keep rubbing against her bare cunt, driving her crazy, but she's willing to wait.
"Um," says Sandy. Danneel is very worried that her next sentence is going to be something about being straight, but instead she says, "Won't your girlfriend be jealous?"
"Not my girlfriend," says Danneel. "She's very supportive of me making new--friends."
"Oh," says Sandy. She bites her lip. "I've never--"
"Don't worry," says Danneel soothingly. "I'll be gentle."
Sandy looks up, and there's this wicked little smile on her lips. "What if I don't like gentle?"
*
The whiteboard outside her and Katie's room says Yours for the night, D, and Danneel grins as she pulls Sandy in.
"So," she says, pushing Sandy's shirt over her head and taking a second to appreciate how her tits look in her bra, because, damn, this girl is hot, "if you don't like gentle, what do you like?"
"I like getting told what to do," says Sandy, and it's real turn-on for Danneel when girls know exactly what they want. "And I like it when it's rough."
Danneel smirks. Sandy's wearing a pair of criminally short shorts, and Danneel unzips them and pushes them off too. Her panties are black lace and match her bra, and Danneel licks her lips. "I can live with that," she says. She kisses her again, walking her back into the room, and Sandy comes willingly, following as Danneel takes them toward the bed. She pulls away to push Sandy down, taking Sandy's wrists in her hands to hold them over her head. "So, you'd like it if I did whatever I wanted right now? Anything?"
Sandy squirms, testing her grip, and Danneel holds firm. "Yeah," says Sandy, and Danneel smirks before leaning down to kiss her again. She trails her free hand down Sandy's body, cupping one of her breasts but not stopping, going deeper. She skirts under the waistband of Sandy's panties, but doesn't go deeper, even though Sandy moans. She goes lower, strokes her finger over the lace over Sandy's cunt, feeling the wetness there.
"For never having done this, you're pretty into it," Danneel says into her ear.
Sandy moans. "Thought about it a lot. When I'm--"
"You get off thinking about girls?"
"Yeah."
"What do you think about them doing to you?"
"Eating me out," says Sandy. "My boyfriend never would, thought it was--"
Danneel pushes Sandy's panties aside, strokes her finger up inside Sandy. She's really wet. "I love eating girls out," says Danneel. She lets go of Sandy's wrists and slithers down, gets her mouth against Sandy's cunt through her panties. Sandy whimpers, and Danneel grins, turning her face to nip at Sandy's inner thigh. That gets her a pleased, breathless, "Oh!" and Danneel gets to work sucking a hickey there.
Sandy stays mostly quiet through that, but when Danneel turns and starts working on the other sigh, Sandy says, "Oh, god, please."
"Please what?" asks Danneel. She lets out a breath right over Sandy's clit, close and hot.
"Please, want your mouth--"
"Where?"
"My pussy," says Sandy. "Want your tongue inside me."
"Should have said," says Danneel, and she pulls Sandy's panties off and settles in. Sandy is so wet it's unreal, and Danneel pushes her tongue as deep as she can, loving the taste of her. She moves up and sucks at Sandy's clit delicately, and Sandy lets out a sharp cry. It startles Danneel--she's used to Katie's quiet.
Sandy keeps up a steady stream of noise--not quite words, just moans and whimpers and a few louder cries. When Danneel settles in to get her off in earnest, Sandy is shaking and begging, and she comes with a scream, loud and unexpected.
Danneel gives her a minute to come down before she says, "Enjoy that?"
"Oh my god," breathes Sandy.
"Mm, yeah," says Danneel. She absently rubs herself through her jeans. For all it's better to give than to receive, she feels it's fairly unfair that she hasn't gotten off at all yet. "You really like being told what to do?" she asks.
"Yeah," says Sandy, still dazed.
"Okay," says Danneel. "Then get over here and try that on me."
*
"How'd it go with the cheerleader last night?" asks Katie at lunch.
"She wasn't a cheerleader."
"Bet she was in high school," says Katie. "Totally that type."
"Whatever," says Danneel with a shrug. "It wasn't the best I've ever had, but she was very--eager. Where'd you go?"
"I crashed at Lauren's," Katie says absently.
"Really?" Danneel feels a little bad. Lauren's awesome, but she's totally straight, and that means Katie didn't find anyone last night. "You didn't--"
"I already got off," says Katie, but she sounds a little strange. "I had a good night."
"Oh," says Danneel. "Well. Good."
*
Kristen Bell is pretty much Danneel's favorite pledge, partly because she seems to embrace Danneel's interpretation of what it is to be in a sorority--that is, have a lot of sex with other girls in sororities. So when Kristen tells her that her friend is having a party and Danneel should definitely stop by, she doesn't think twice about attending.
It's the standard college fare--a writing mass of bodies and liberal amounts of alcohol, and when Danneel finds Kristen, she's already wasted and dancing without any sense of shame.
"Hey!" says Kristen, pulling Danneel in for a very involved kiss. Danneel doesn't mind--she and Kristen have hooked up before, and she'd be more than happy to do it again, but she's a little surprised when Kristen pulls her in close and starts dirty-dancing right then and there. Still, Kristen is hot. Who cares?
"Hello to you too," she says lowly, and slips her hands up to feel the smooth skin of Kristen's back.
"Mm," says Kristen. "Wait. Wait. Wanna introduce you to the birthday girl. Got a favor."
Danneel doesn't point out that she wasn't the one who started making this X-rated, and just lets Kristen take her hand and pull her across to a smoking hot girl who's doing shots.
"Hey, Michaela," says Kristen. "This is my friend Danneel. The one I was telling you about."
Michaela gives her a very obvious once over, and Danneel smirks. "Nice to meet you. Happy birthday."
"Thank you," says Michaela. She looks at Kristen. "Looks like you were having fun out there."
Kristen leans down and kisses Michaela, and it's clearly not the first time. "I was thinking," Kristen says, quietly, but loud and clear for Michaela to hear, "you might have fun with a birthday present."
"A birthday present, huh?" asks Michaela. Her eyes flick to Danneel. "What did you have in mind?"
"Oh, whatever you wanted," says Kristen. She looks to Danneel too, and Danneel feels hot and amazing under both their gazes. "What do you think?" she asks Danneel.
"Well," says Danneel. "It is her birthday."
*
Kristen is a take-charge kind of girl, and Danneel never minds doing what she wants, so she's not surprised when being Michaela's present involves pretty much doing whatever Kristen and Michaela want her to do.
"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," Kristen assures her, pushing her down on the bed as Michaela starts undressing.
"Tell me what you want me to do and I'll let you know."
"I wanted to tie you up and we fuck you," says Kristen bluntly.
"Mm," says Danneel. "Give me a safeword, and I'm all set."
"Build-a-bear," says Kristen.
"Your default safeword is 'build-a-bear'?" asks Danneel. "I'm a little jealous of your sex life."
Kristen grabs a tie and gets Danneel's wrists tied to her bedposts. "Well, now you're part of it, so wonder no more."
Kristen dismounts and Michaela takes her place. Danneel's shirt and bra are off, but her jeans are still on, and Michaela is totally naked. She is amazingly hot.
She leans down and kisses Danneel, wet and hot, and pops the button on Danneel's jeans. Her cunt is wet against Danneel's stomach, rubbing against it, and Danneel tries to squirm in the most arousing possible way.
Michaela repositions to push Danneel's jeans off, and Danneel cants her hips up to help. Michaela rubs her fingers over Danneel's cunt, smiling. "We've got big plans for you."
"I'm yours for the night," says Danneel. She hadn't exactly planned on getting tied up for a threesome tonight, but it definitely counts as a good surprise.
"You ready?" Michaela asks Kristen, who's somewhere out of Danneel's line of sight.
"Ready," says Kristen, and Danneel isn't surprised to see she's got a strap-on on when she comes back into view. Kristen really, really likes strap-ons.
"Gonna fuck me?" Danneel asks.
"Oh yeah," says Kristen, rubbing over the strap-on like it's a real dick.
Danneel opens her legs wide for Kristen to crawl between, and Michaela just watches, licking her lips as Kristen pushes up Danneel's leg, positioning herself before pushing in.
Danneel doesn't actually get anything inside her very often, and it's not her favorite thing, but Kristen gets off on it hard, and Danneel doesn't mind that.
She wraps a leg around Kristen's waist to pull her in deeper, and Michaela lets out a moan at that.
Kristen gets a rhythm going and it's pretty good, and just as Danneel is getting used to it and getting a rhythm going, Michaela turns to grin at her.
"Let's put that mouth to good use," she says, and Danneel happily lets her position herself on top of her face, holding her cunt at just the right level for Danneel to eat her out.
It's all fast and desperate, almost a race, and Danneel feels incredibly smug when Michaela comes first.
Danneel is really, really fucking awesome.
As soon as Danneel comes, Kristen pulls out and, to Danneel's surprise, pulls off the strap-on and hands it over to Michaela, who smirks and crowds her up against the door, right in front of Danneel, and fucks her against it.
By the time they're done, Kristen's neck is nothing but bruises, and Danneel's desperate to come again, squirming against the ties still holding her to the bed.
Michaela leaves Kristen gasping and coming down against the door and gives Danneel a few quick licks, which is all it takes to have her coming helplessly.
They both give her long, hot kisses before she leaves, and Michaela says, "You can come back any time you want."
Danneel can barely walk straight when she gets out, and she hasn't even had a single drink.
*
The whiteboard says Do not disturb when Danneel gets home, and the rest of the sorority is dark, so she runs to Jensen's frat house down the street and bangs on his door until he lets her in.
"Some day," he says darkly, "I will get a boyfriend, and you will not be allowed to sleep here anymore."
"And I will cry," says Danneel brightly. "But today, I love you."
Jensen gives her the finger. "Just go to sleep."
*
"How'd it go for you last night?" Danneel asks Katie.
"Um, what was her name--Adrianne? Hot as fuck," says Katie.
"In Gamma?" she asks. "Holy shit! Good job. I didn't know she was into girls."
"Neither did she," says Katie, and holds up her milk. Danneel clinks her water against it. "What about you?"
Danneel smirks. "Threesome with Kristen and her hot girlfriend."
Katie shakes her head. "Why you gotta be such an overachiever?"
"I was born lucky," says Danneel.
"You were born to get lucky," says Katie.
Danneel shrugs. "Same difference."
*
Minka is in Danneel's philosophy class. She has the sexiest glasses Danneel has ever seen. Katie tells her she needs to just suck it up and ask the girl out, but Danneel doesn't date. And Minka might not even like girls. So Danneel just spends most of class having incredibly details fantasies, feeling kind of vaguely dirty, and running home and either getting out her vibrator or jumping Katie if she's home.
This time, when she runs home, though, Katie is there, but Adrianne is between her legs. Katie's got one hand in Adrianne's hair and one fisted in the sheets, and her head is thrown back. Her breath is hitching, and it's hot like a punch in the gut.
Danneel trips over her own feet trying to get out.
*
"I don't wanna say I told you so," says Jensen.
"What did you tell me?"
"Fuckbuddies is a terrible idea."
It's not Danneel has never had sex with the same person more than once, but Katie doesn't usually, and when she does it's not planned. Not bringing someone home for a fuck after class.
"I'm just surprised," says Danneel, glaring at him. "It's weird, okay. She doesn't date."
Jensen sighs. "Danneel, she doesn't date because of you."
"I'm fine with this! I don't care if she dates!"
Jensen rubs his forehead. "Okay. Danneel. I'm gonna say this once. Katie wants to date you. You don't want to date. Therefore, Katie does not date."
"No she doesn't," Danneel says instantly. "She doesn't want to date me."
"Yes, she does."
Danneel shakes her head. "You're nuts. She would've said something."
"I swear to god," says Jensen. "All you'd have to do is ask."
*
"Sorry about today," Katie says, when Danneel ventures home again.
"No problem," says Danneel easily. "Are you guys--"
"No," says Katie. "It's nothing."
Danneel nods. "Okay."
*
Friday, they go to a party, and Adrianne goes with them. Danneel can't help getting the feeling that they aren't a thing for Katie, but they are for Adrianne. It makes her feel kind of perversely proud. She tries not to examine it.
Danneel had the same girlfriend all through high school--it was fine, but coming to college was like suddenly breaking free, like coming out of a stream and discovering the ocean.
It's a Gamma party, so Adrianne knows everyone, and Katie and Danneel follow her, grabbing drinks as they go. When Adrianne starts making come-hither eyes at Katie, she gives up and flees into the crowd.
She starts dancing alone, and attracts a good few guys whom she manages to evade. Most people realize Danneel Harris is not into dick, but some people aren't good at taking no for an answer.
She literally bumps into a brown-haired girl, and she's stuttering out an apology when the girl turns around and it's Minka.
"Hey!" she says, with a wide, slightly drunk smile. "Danneel, right?"
"Yeah! Minka, from Collins' class?"
"Uh huh! You aren't a gamma, are you?"
"Kappa!"
"Oh, cool!"
Danneel's slightly surprised to see that Minka's dancing at her now, and when she shifts, Minka does too, and it's only a few subtle adjustments before they're dancing together.
Danneel's heart feels like it's going too fast. She's dancing with Minka Kelly.
Three songs later and they're still keeping it PG, nothing even vaguely sexual, until someone bumps into Minka and she stumbles forward, into Danneel, and that's all it takes. Minka looks at her and then suddenly there's kissing, and Minka's giving her every indication that she's up for it and somehow--
Danneel goes home and goes to bed alone. She doesn't quite know why.
*
It's past eleven when Katie comes home the next morning.
"Adrianne's?" Danneel asks, when she comes in.
Katie looks surprised. "Lauren's. I figured you brought Minka home."
"No," Danneel admits. "I didn't bring anyone home."
"Are you feeling okay?" Katie jokes.
"Yeah," says Danneel, but it's not true.
Everything feels different.
*
Saturday night, Jensen's unwashed musician roommates are having a party, so naturally Katie and Danneel go.
And, naturally, once alcohol becomes involved, Danneel is all over Katie, and Danneel's all over her right back, and it's not a surprise.
It feels kind of inevitable, but Danneel knows better than to say that. It's not exactly romantic.
Katie eats her out on her bed when they get back, and Danneel finger-fucks her again, hard and frantic, while Katie begs for more.
They fall asleep together, and it's the first time that's ever happened in three years of hooking up.
The next morning, Danneel kisses her awake.
"You were jealous," says Katie.
"Mm," says Danneel. Katie's naked next to her, and Danneel pulls their bodies flush.
Katie pulls back. "I'm not doing anything until you admit it."
Danneel lets out a frustrated growl. "Okay, fine. I was jealous."
Katie grins. "I knew it."
"I'll buy you flowers later," says Danneel. "Just get back here."
And she does.
*
Kristen and Michaela are disappointed. Jensen is smug.
Katie is smugger, but Danneel thinks she might actually be smugger than both of them put together, so it doesn't really matter. She's coming out ahead.
