...
"Come on, try it! Pleeease! It'll look great!" Brooke pleaded with you, as you suspiciously eyed the outfit she had picked out for you.
"Brooke, I don't know about this... but fine..." You reluctantly grab the shirt and matching pants.
"Neeko, do you have something you want to try on?" Brooke asks.
"Yup! This crop top is so cute, right!"
"Oh my god! Yeah! Try it on!"
Neeko skips toward the changing rooms, making you chuckle at her excited energy.
"Wait, actually - try this one on instead!" Brooke says, stopping you in your tracks.
Thank goodness. This one isn't nearly as bad.
"Alright, sure." You smile gratefully as you receive it, stepping towards the changing rooms area.
Hm. Most of these seem occupied.
You take a step back to glance at the shoes underneath the room doors, moving along the row of stalls until you reach the end, the last stall having no shoes or visible movement.
You reach for the handle, quickly swinging it open to step inside.
"AHHH!!" Your ears are blown off by a piercing scream, making you scrunch your eyes, but not enough that you couldn't see the sight in front of you.
Neeko was holding the new top in her hand, her bra hanging on the wall.
"Close the DOOR!" She yells as she pulls you in sharply, shutting the door loudly behind you.
You hear some surprised yelps from nearby stalls, while some others giggled at her outburst.
"Neeko! I'm so sorry!" You whisper, covering your eyes and turning around.
"Hey! Don't leave!" She whispers back
"What?"
"I don't want someone to see me! Keep the door closed!"
"ok..."
"..."
"..."
"Sorry for yelling."
"It's alright. I deserved it for not knocking."
"Yeah, well... You can change too, you know. I'll turn around."
"Oh, um... ok."
Too full of adrenaline to consider it strange, you slowly uncover your eyes, stripping off your shirt and putting it aside.
You sneak a quick glance backward, making sure she was turned around.
And as you do, you see her face turned in your direction, quickly snapping back as she notices you looking.
"Hey! Don't look at me!" She whispers-shouts.
"You were looking at me first!"
"Alright, fine. We were both looking at each other."
"..."
"..."
"...don't blame me, though..." She quietly mutters under her breath.
"Huh?"
"Huh?"
"What did you say?"
"Can you zip me up?"
"That's... not what you said."
"Well, can you?"
"...can I turn around?"
"Yes, dummy."
You turn, seeing her struggling to pull a zipper up her back.
You reach for the zipper, struggling to tug it upwards as she arches her back to try to help you.
"I think this might be a size too small..." You say.
"Are you saying I'm fat?"
"What? No!"
She giggles under her breath.
"I'm messing with you. Here, put your hand on my hip. Get some leverage."
You oblige, continuing to try to force the zipper upward, to no avail.
"You know what, screw it. You're right. Just unzip it."
You start to pull the zipper down.
"Damn, I didn't think I was this big..."
"You're not...." Your breath hitches in your throat as she pulls her top forward and turns around to face you, revealing her luscious breasts, tightly packaged in a lacy bra.
"...you're...big..." You let out in a daze, immediately clamping your hand over your mouth before hurriedly whispering, "No, that's not what I meant! I meant... um..."
Neeko chuckles, seeing where your eyes were fixed.
"Ohhhh, ok..." She says, teasingly. "You were talking about something else being big, right?"
"Um..." You blush, forcing your gaze up to her eyes.
"You know, I'm not the only one topless here." She tries to keep a straight face, but taking another look at your chest makes her cheeks flush red.
You look down, realizing that you had hadn't put on a shirt yet.
"Since you helped me put on mine, how about I help you put on yours?"
She takes the shirt off of the hanger, holding it up for you to slip your arms into.
Too flustered to question it, you comply, turning back around as you reach to start buttoning.
But she pushes your hands away, finding the bottom button herself.
She moves closer to you as she buttons it, slowly sliding up to the next button while her warm hands drag along your skin, the feeling present even through the fabric.
She stares into your eyes, slowly inching closer as her hands start to spend more time lingering on your chest.
Her thigh rubs against yours, making you realize how close she really was. Her soft skin felt wonderful on you, her hands continuing their slow route up. Her impressive chest was now even more on display, making it hard to resist staring.
"Don't resist," she softly whispers, as if she could read your mind. Leaving the final button undone, she wraps her hand around your neck, slowly pulling you in.
Her breathing quickens as your skin rubs against hers and your hands instinctively move to her waist.
Unable to take the tension anymore, she leans forward, crashing her lips onto yours as her hands immediately start roaming. You both try to stay as quiet as you can to not alert anyone nearby, keeping your kisses muted.
But her hands don't hesitate to get under your shirt and feel up your chest, enticing you to reach for her boobs in return, feeling their soft figures under her bra.
You push her back against the wall, your hips meeting hers as you gently collide. She gasps as she feels your hardening cock through your pants. Her other hand reaches around to the back of your head, pulling you in even closer.
She grinds her hips against yours, starting to get wet.
You match her pace, continuing to kiss her passionately.
She tugs at your shirt, pulling your hand out. Grabbing it without looking, she shoves it down and into the hem of her skirt, immediately letting out a little squeal of pleasure as your finger brushes her clit.
You start to rub around her opening, making her convulse in your arms at the delicate, yet fiery sensation in her pants.
"...fuck, it's been so long..." she lets out, whispering directly into your ear before kissing your neck.
You start pumping a finger in and out of her, matching the pace of her hips.
Neither of you had expected a changing-room fingering, but the unexpected exhilaration of it quickly drives Neeko to the edge, making her squeeze you tightly as she latches onto your neck to muffle her scream.
She orgasms, pulling you in for a sloppy, disoriented kiss as she swims in pleasure.
"Neeko? Are you in here?"
You immediately pull away, reality snapping back into place for both of you as you look around.
"Hey, Brooke! Sorry... the top... the top didn't fit! I've been trying for a while, but it's just too small. I'll change back, just give me a moment." Her voice is shaky, still recovering from the high.
"Oh, ok! Take your time!"
Brooke remains standing outside, near the stall.
Shit. How do I get out?
Neeko taps you on the shoulder, then points to the ground, at the narrow distance between the stall wall and the next stall.
Seeing no other option, you slowly get on your knees, looking under the door to make sure it was empty.
Wouldn't want to make that mistake again.
You move underneath, slowly getting yourself through before standing up, brushing yourself off.
You open the door, fighting against the adrenaline in your body to smile innocently at Brooke, who grins back, unbeknownst to what had just happened.
"Where's the new shirt, mister?"
"Oh! Um... I... must have dropped it."
"Did you like it?"
"Um... yeah!"
"Great! Let's buy it!"
...I sure hope it fits.
...
"Bye, Neeko! We should do this again sometime!" Brooke yells out.
"Sure! Bye!"
Neeko gives one last wave to both of you as she enters her house, giving you a small wink when Brooke turned away.
The Uber starts moving again, heading back to Brooke's place.
...
As you and Brooke step out outside her house, you remember what you had to have a conversation with her about.
"Hey, Brooke?"
"Yeah?" She turns to look at you as she continues walking beside you.
"Can we talk about something?"
"...sure." She notes your worried tone.
You step inside after her, closing the door behind you.
"So, I think we should talk about w-"
"OH MY GOD!"
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"I forgot about the last-minute preparations!" She swiftly pulls out her phone, scrolling through texts.
"Preparations for what?"
"Girls' night! I still have to finalize some things. I'm so sorry, can it wait for later?"
"...Oh. Yeah, of course. And... what is girls' night?"
"Exactly what it sounds like!"
"..."
"..."
"So... can I stay here until this 'girls' night' thing starts?"
"Sure! I have to get some supplies, so I'll be out. The place is yours."
She rushes out, immediately coming back in to grab her phone from the counter, and runs back out.
Hmm... I guess that will have to wait. But I can still carry out my other plan...
You text two people, cryptically asking them to visit, before taking off your coat and hanging it.
I really, really hope they come...
You feel a vibration in your pocket, breaking you out of your swirling thoughts.
hey!
ur still keeping that promise, right?
of course kimi!
you know what, i'll stop by tomorrow if you're free
i am!!! ok see u then
I better make sure I come through and visit her. I already canceled on her once - I don't want to be a bad friend...
...
You jolt up from the couch as a doorbell alerts you. You open the door, seeing Leslie's slightly worried half-grin behind it.
"Hey, Leslie," you say, reassuring her with a warm grin.
"Hey..."
She steps inside, making her way to the living room and plopping down on the couch.
"So... can I ask why I'm here?" She asks.
"Soon. Once she comes, I'll explain."
"Once... who comes?"
The doorbell rings once more, and you quickly walk back to open it.
Her face was shrouded by a hood, but her nervous posture told you exactly how she was feeling.
"Hey, Kyedae..."
Her voice barely squeaks out a response as she steps in, her anxiety increasing with each step she took closer to you.
You led her to the living room, where she and Leslie exchanged mutual looks of surprise at the company.
"I brought you here to clear up... everything. Leslie, we need to talk. Kyedae... we definitely need to talk. And both of you need to talk to each other. So this is how we're doing it."
You give the girls a moment to think, letting your words sink in.
"Kyedae... we had a... disagreement... about me and Leslie..." You look at Leslie, gauging her confused reaction.
"And, of course, we have to talk about our..." She starts.
"Yeah..." You say.
"Your what?" Leslie asks, clueless.
"Our kiss."
Leslie looks back and forth between you two in surprise, now understanding the cause of your tension.
You take a deep breath, preparing yourself for the ensuing conversation.
...
"Oh... I... I guess I get it..." Kyedae lets out, her wide eyes looking back and forth between you and Leslie. "I really thought that he just... took advantage of you, but... I didn't know how you were feeling, or what you really thought. I'm... I'm sorry."
She genuinely apologizes, staring at the floor as she remembers the violent outburst she had, now knowing that it was misguided.
"And I... I kissed you," she continues, unable to hold eye contact with you. "I was really heated from our argument, but... that couldn't have been it. I, just... I don't know. I don't know why I did it. Honestly."
"Do you think it was because you... well, maybe you just... like... him...?" Leslie cautiously asks, knowing that the idea was uncomfortable for her.
"I..." Kyedae takes another look at you, the center of a mystery she hadn't been able to figure out.
"...i don't know... maybe i just wanted... no... i don't know..." You notice a tear start to form in the corner of her eye, and she bites her bottom lip to stop it from quivering.
"Hey, we can talk about this later," you say, holding her by the shoulder, hoping to keep her calm. She relaxes, your efforts beginning to soothe her.
But then she gasps, realizing what you had done, and pulls away from your touch.
"...sorry... I..." You say, unsure of how to react.
"No, I... I just need time to think. That's all... sorry for being difficult."
You refrain from touching her again, despite her melancholy look making you want to do so.
"Kyedae... maybe it's not my place to say anything, but... I think you need to make a choice. I... think I get how you're feeling, but... you can't keep this tension forever," Leslie slowly says.
Kyedae seems to take her words to heart, as her brows furrow in deep contemplation.
"I... maybe you're right. I need to do something... try something..."
...
"Alright. Well, I'm glad we cleared up a lot of things." You try your best to grin at the two girls as you all walk toward the exit.
"Me too. Maybe... if something changes and any of you want to talk about it, we could do this again," Leslie chimes in.
Kyedae remains silent as she ties her shoelaces.
Leslie leans over to plant a kiss on your lips, surprising you. But you welcome the feeling, kissing back for a few seconds before she pulls away, grins, and leaves with a little parting wave.
Kyedae stands up, the sight of you and Leslie kissing making her emotions flare up more than she had expected.
"Well, I guess I'll see you later, Kyedae."
"Yeah. I'll call you... when I make up my mind."
"...make up your mind on what?"
"..."
"..."
"You know what I mean."
She mutters under her breath, too quiet for you to hear, before stepping out and closing the door behind her.
...
Ah, damn. It's good to be home again.
You settle into your familiar bed, grateful for the break.
I have a lot to think about. For starters... I'm pretty sure I'm starting to get what Kyedae means.
And second... I forgot my coat. Dammit.
Thinking back to the day's earlier events made you realize that you had left the 100T house without it.
And it's my favorite one too.
I still have time - it's only 1 AM. I'm sure no one is sleeping. I could get it now.
You get up, walking down the stairs, noting Lily and Poki's empty rooms.
Oh, isn't girls' night happening now? Maybe I'll say hi when I stop by.
You take another coat for the road and get into your car, starting up the engine.
...
You park outside right as you see two cars leave, pop music audibly playing from both.
Oh, maybe it just ended.
You walk to the door, covering yourself against the strong wind.
You hear music playing from inside, and a strange, faint buzzing sound that you started to think was from your ears freezing up.
After another two minutes and three unanswered doorbell rings, you decide to just use the key Brooke had given you, hoping no one would mind the unexpected visitor.
I'll just grab my coat real quick. No one should notice, and if they do, I'll explain.
You step inside, noticing the buzzing sound get louder as you do.
You head toward the closet next to the entrance, quickly finding your coat and draping it over your arm.
What is that sound?
You decide to investigate, taking cautious steps toward the direction of the sound.
You hear some laughter, a few words being exchanged between girls, and...
Groaning? Is someone hurt?
Now utterly confused, you decide to see for yourself, determinedly walking to the door and swinging it wide open, expecting to see an answer to your probing curiosity.
Instead, you see six nude bodies.
Tina and Brooke were holding vibrators against each other's swelled pussies, releasing moans as they brought each other to the brink of orgasm. Rae and Neeko were groping each other's breasts as they slid their own vibrators up and down their openings, their breathing quick and shallow. On the other side of the room, Leslie and Kyedae were staring each other down as they fingered themselves, their vibrators assisting them in the process.
Your train of thought freezes, and you can do nothing but stand and stare in the face of the ensuing screams, all six faces turning to you with shocked expressions.
Finally, amidst the panic and movement, someone pushes you backward, breaking you out of your stupor as you barely manage to keep yourself upright.
Brooke stares back at you, red in the face, trying to cover herself while she closes the door behind her.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!" She nervously shouts, still recovering from her almost-orgasm, combined with the shock of being caught.
"I... I... I came back for my... um... m- my coat..." You spit out, struggling for air, as you start to feel grateful that you were wearing baggy pants.
"Then why the... how did you end up looking at us in there!?!"
"I just... I was confused."
"...You were confused."
"...yes. I mean, I got my coat, but then I was confused by the sound..." Your voice trails off as you realize you had no excuses to give.
Brooke drops her arms, now making no effort to cover herself. You start to turn away, not wanting to offend her even more.
"You've already seen me naked, you know."
"...right." You look back at her, noting for the first time how aroused she was, her nipples hardened and her pussy soaking wet.
She notices you staring, feeling herself get heated once more as she feels your eyes scanning over her hot flesh.
"Listen..." She says, her voice raspy and aroused. "You're an absolute idiot for not realizing what was going on in there and walking in on us."
"Well-"
"How did you even get in?"
"You... gave me a key. Remember?"
"...right. Fuck..." She looks over her shoulder toward the room full of girls behind the closer door, now all simultaneously panicking.
"You're not gonna tell anyone what you saw."
"...ok. Can I ask... why you were all..." You don't finish, knowing she understood.
"No. You don't get to ask questions."
"Oh..."
"We've all had some tense weeks, and we wanted some relief. And we were getting some, until you walked in."
"..."
"So you're gonna repay me for what you did. Right now."
Her demanding tone, combined with how she bit her lip as her hungry eyes looked over your body, made your heart pound faster.
She takes your hand, not giving you any chance to resist as she leads you to a different room down the hall.
As soon as the door closes behind you, she moves your hand to her dripping opening, her body begging for you as you both collapse onto the bed together.
You quickly comply, pushing your finger into her as your lips lock with hers.
She rides your fingers, bucking her hips to match your pace as you feel her walls tighten around you.
"...fuuuck, you're so much better than a vibrator," Brooke moans out, throwing her head back and trembling as you curl your finger inside of her, delicately stroking an extra sensitive spot.
"Damn right, he is," says a voice from the door, making both of you jump in surprise.
Neeko's sultry smile greets you as you look toward the source of the words. She gently closes the door behind her, her body heaving with desire, in a similar state to Brooke's.
"Wow, Brooke, didn't know you were this type of gal," Neeko teases.
" But you... we're gonna finish what we started," she finishes, leaping onto the bed and ripping you away from Brooke, taking you for herself.
"Hey! He's mine!"
"You're not the only one... who needs a release... right now, Brooke," she lets out between kisses.
Brooke comes around to the other side of you, pressing her lips against your exposed neck as her fingers snake down to your pants, stroking your member through your pants.
She fishes out your cock, eagerly stroking it up to its full length as Neeko continues exploring your body with her hands, pushing her nude breasts up against you, allowing you to take them into your hands, squeezing and groping them to her delight.
"Where did you all go- OH!"
Tina freezes at the doorway, more clothed than the other two girls, but still buttoning her jeans mid-sentence.
She takes in the sight before her with a sharp gasp.
But she doesn't leave, and from past experience, you know she had no intention to.
Oh boy. This is going to be a long night.