College Hijinks

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Maddie was the first person to cuddle back up next to me. Her lips were smooth and soft, rose petal consistency. She kissed well too, soft and slow, with little to no tongue. Each kiss was like a whisper, but oh so sweet. I tried to hold her closer when she raised her head and Cheshire-cat smiled at me. She claims she doesn't remember those kisses, but I'll treasure them. James took up a spot next to me and started to lick at the bruises on my neck while Maddie kissed me once or twice more. She stood up and stubbed out her cigarette, waltzing downstairs afterwards.

James kisses were hard and aggressive. He was my favorite kisser of the evening and my favorite kisser to date. He tasted of smoke and whiskey, and smelled delicious. He took the opportunity to use tongue every time I moaned. Edge made sure that happened often, as he didn't let me forget that he was there as well. I still bear the bruises of that evening, even now a month later. James tongue was long and slick, and very clever. Between the two boys I was writhing. My mind was foggy with arousal and liquor, but I couldn't care less. I hadn't been so happy in ages. Edge's friend, Mark, decided to join in a little later too. James would alternate with him on my neck and my lips. They shared easily, passing me back and forth. I had one hand twined in the blankets around me and the other around the neck of James. One of them unsnapped my bra and took the liberty of fondling my breasts and pinching my nipples, already hard with arousal. It only made me whimper in the back of my throat.

Several people had already trickled back downstairs during my interlude with the boys. Jeff remained standing across the room, watching us with hooded eyes. When James and Mark stood up to get more alcohol, he slipped in there places. He slid my head and shoulders onto his lap. Again, I was just so happy to be touching him. Edge had his eyes fastened on mine as he bit me especially hard. I tossed my head back and moaned, louder now that people were gone. I don't know which one of us made the first move, but Jeff and I were kissing. His tongue dueled with mine, sliding and twining around mine. I dug my hands into his back, raising welts. He didn't flinch once. His lips were soft, smooth, and his kisses hesitant. He didn't once bite me or inflict a wound, which surprised me. He was usually so violent. Edge had since stopped his bites, kissed me once on the belly and stood up to walk downstairs. I hung limp in Jeff's arm, my body shaking after the onslaught. Jeff only laughed at me and helped me to my feet.

I couldn't help but blush, thinking how crass I must have looked, sprawled out on a couch with three different people focusing on me. No regrets though. None. It was too good to feel regretful about. I still hid my eyes as I walked downstairs with Jeff following me closely. The boys gave me cat calls and wolf whistles, while I rolled my eyes and staggered to the rest room to assess the damage. It was rather startling, the bruises on my neck were livid against my skin. I still bear a bite mark scar from Edge on the left side of my neck. I couldn't help but think about how much cover up I would need for this.

I resumed drinking after the upstairs episode. My body was singing delightfully, and the random sparks of pain from the bruises only helped fuel my fire. I was curled up next to the rat cage in the kitchen, playing with them when Jeff found me. It was roughly three in the morning, and both of us were tired from our evening. He helped me to my feet as we both decided to head home. Our good bye was a bit of a problem. All of the boys, and Maddie, wouldn't let me leave until I a) made out with them one more time and b) took another shot of whiskey with them. It must have taken at least thirty minutes before the boys were done with me.

Edge stood behind me, his lips attached to the side of my neck while Mark took the other side. Edge had slid his hand back down to by pussy and sank two fingers inside of me while James kissed me hard and long. Mark and James alternated again, sharing my neck and lips. Edge's hand occasionally yanked my head back to either kiss me or bite me, depending on his mood. Jeff just stood by and watched, waiting patiently. I couldn't help but be grateful to him.

When I pleaded enough, that we had to be going, the boys stood back. I watched as Edge licked me clean from his fingers. I could feel myself shiver at the heat in his eyes, and smiled slowly. He dragged my close and gave me another drugging kiss, in which I could taste myself on his tongue. It was so hot, and so ridiculously intimate. I had my fingers fisted in my shirt while he whispered how good I tasted into my ear. I bit him once, gently, on the side of his neck before letting him go. He smiled that slow, heavy smile of his and pressed away from the wall to pour the whiskey. We toasted each other, smiled, and drank. It only served to top the evening off.

With parting bites and kisses to the boys and Maddie, Jeff and I departed. He walked me to the door, very gentlemanly, while I complained all the way. I could have walked home myself, never mind me having trouble putting one foot in front of the other. I was fine, damnit! Still, it warmed me to have him care about me that much. I couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe things could work out. Either way, friends with benefits could be an option. It only took me one try to get the key in the lock, which was quite a feat if I do say so myself. He gave me one parting kiss before he went on his way, and promised to see me again later that week.

I was ecstatic. Sore, tired, and very drunk, but so pleased. My bruises were horrendous, and it seriously looked like someone had taken a few punches at me. The bruises on my legs were impressive, some as large as my fist. I winced at the sight of them, and wondered how to tell Rebecca. After all, I hadn't planned on this. But when she viewed them, we just smiled at each other and spent the morning joking and laughing as usual. For once, my night had been livelier than hers. If only we had known that things would only get better from here on in.

Hope you enjoyed the first installment; I will update them as homework allows.

Cheers!

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