Renee ends up staying at your apartment for the rest of the week (before you ask, tons more sex happens). Sadly, Renee has to go home to Moxley, and so your fuck buddy is gone.

Before you part ways at the arena, you and Renee have a steamy make out session where no one can see you. After you're done, Renee rests her head on your shoulder.

"I'm gonna miss hanging out with you," Renee sighs, and you can't help but take in her beauty. Yeah, it's stupid, but there's something beautiful about a girl that drives a guy nuts, even when she's clothed.

"Is that all you're going to miss?" you reply, smiling. She smiles back, and you share another small kiss that almost leads to a second round of making out.

"Well... I'll miss that dick, too. You're so much better than Jon..." Renee sighs again, and you promise to meet up with her at the next given opportunity. After all... she's pretty fucking hot.

Renee leaves, and you head backstage. Nothing sounds worthwhile to you, so you just decide to head to your locker room to wait for the others. None of them should have arrived yet. On the way there, you remember a text about getting a few more locker mates. You remember that they're girls, but their names elude you.

You stop dead in your tracks as soon as you open the door. The IIconics (Billie Kay and Peyton Royce) are making out on a couch in bikinis. They stop and stare as you shut the door behind you. Uh... awkward

"It's not what it looks like, (Y/N)!" Peyton says hastily, getting up from the couch. Billie mutters something to Peyton about saving her breath, because the damage was already done. You'd like to ignore the obvious, but it's pretty fucking hard at this point.

"I mean... it kinda looks like a couple of hot Aussies making out in bikinis in our shared locker room, but I could be wrong," you reply innocently. All three of you just stand in awkward, embarrassed silence, and you feel your gaze wander from Peyton's nervous face.

Her top wouldn't have been the most concealing thing before she wore it to make out with Billie Kay. Now, having been pushed around by Billie and hastily moved by Peyton, it's even more useless. She catches you staring at her exposed nipples and, instead of telling you off or covering herself, grabs you by the crotch.

"Normally I wouldn't do something like this, but it's kind of obvious what happens now," says Peyton, who then jumps up on you and starts making out with you. You feel a bulge begin to grow in your pants, and she does as well.

"Save some for me," Billie jokes, and you let Peyton down. She turns to her friend apologetically, then back to you.

"Take your pants off and go lay on the couch," Peyton orders, and you obey, "We'll be there in a second."

Peyton and Billie go to the corner and begun to have a rapid whisper-conversation. Once they finish, they strut towards you with hungry looks in their eyes. Billie lays on your stomach and begins to make out with you while Peyton aims a little lower. She's now softly playing with your dick right under her partner's ass.

"You're going to be our toy for now. Got it?" Billie says in an assertive tone. You nod with a cheeky grin, and they go on the attack. Billie nips at your neck, which is weird to you. But you agreed to do what they want, so you go with it. On the other hand, Peyton is sucking your dick at a slow pace.

Renee had warm lips, but Peyton's are ice cold and send shivers down your spine. She seems to be pretty experienced at sucking cock, which is fine by you.

"Fuck, you guys are good," you say as they continue on, slightly picking up pace. After a few more minutes, the girls switch positions. Peyton is now making out with you, and Billie is sucking you off. Man, she really does love biting.

Suddenly, they stop. Shit goes from 0 to 100 real fucking quick, because Billie is now riding you and Peyton has her vagina over your mouth. You lick and pleasure her snatch as she leans back to make out with Billie again.

This continues on for a few minutes, and you feel your climax coming. However, before you can cum, a knock on the door stops all of you dead in your tracks. Billie scrambles to clothe herself and cracks the door open enough to hear whoever is there.

A girl's voice asks, "Can I come in?"

You realize it's Alexa and panic a little bit. How awkward would any interactions after this be with her if she were to see what you were doing? Peyton suddenly remembers she's sitting on your face and climbs down to lay on your chest again.

"We're busy. We'll only be a few more minutes," Billie insists, and Alexa begins to argue. Billie turns back to us with an annoyed expression plastered across her face.

Finish up, I'll distract her, she mouths before exiting the room. Peyton looks down at you with a determined look on her face. She's kinda really fucking hot, now that you think about it.

"I'm really close, so you better be good," she says, and you grin. You take her by the hips and lay her on the couch, lining up yourself up with her pussy. You kiss her firmly before ramming yourself into her. She moans as you destroy her pussy, and she grows louder and louder as you speed up and go harder. The whole arena can probably hear you now.

Suddenly, Peyton lets out a cry of ecstasy and cums, but you haven't yet. You feel yours creeping up your dick after a few more minutes, though, and you sink as far as you can into her vagina before releasing it. A huge load of semen erupts from the tip of your rod, and some of it leaks out when you pull out.

You both relax, breathing heavily. Peyton looks you in the eyes and lazily kisses you again, and you happily return that kiss.

"I think I love you," she blurts, and you chuckle. The funny thing was, you were thinking the same thing. Peyton's amazing physique surpassed that of Renee by a long shot, and to fuck her? 10/10 would recommend.

"Wanna go on a date?" you suggest casually. Peyton giggles as the two of you hurry to dress yourselves. Either Billie had successfully driven Alexa away, or she was about to come bursting through that door.

"Only if it ends like this," she finally replies. That works with you. As a matter of fact, you're super okay with that. Once you're both completely situated, you walk out into the hallway to find it nearly deserted. With a nod towards Peyton, you head off and go about your business.

You don't have any live events scheduled for the next few weeks, so you decide to go stay at your home in Florida. It's a big house, but it's surprisingly cozy for its size. It could definitely house a lot more people than just you.

The Wednesday after your sex with Peyton, you wake up to a text from her telling your to meet her at the nearby mall at 8 PM. That seems pretty doable, though you're a little concerned as to how she knows you're in Florida. You've never told her you have a house here.

You and Peyton meet up at the planned time and walk around for a while before heading to a restaurant to get some food.Getting a table is a challenge and the meals are expensive, but they come quickly and are quite tasty. After an hour, the two of you succumb to boredom.

"Wanna go have some fun?" Peyton asks, and when you nod eagerly, she continues, "Then follow me!"

She sneaks you into the empty ladies room and shoves you into a stall, and you fall onto the toilet. Peyton climbs into your lap and begins to violently make out with you, unconcerned by the noises she's making. If any of the ladies that come and go care, they don't voice their opinions.

You start to undress her, placing her clothes on the lid of the tank behind you. Soon, she's naked in your lap, still making out with her. You take your cock out of your pants and allow her to ride you, but you eventually take over. Thrusting upwards, you cause Peyton to moan, and you wonder whether or not anyone outside the bathroom can hear. Not that it matters to you; you're fucking Peyton Royce senseless in a bathroom stall... and she's loving every fucking second of it.

More people women come and go, and they still do not voice their opinions about you having sex in the stall. Eventually, Peyton cums on your cock, but you have not climaxed. Instead, you redress yourselves and slip back out into the seating area. This isn't hard; most of the dinner crowd has already filtered out by now.

"Should we finish back at my place?" you ask, but Peyton shakes her head. She's got a devious smile, and you're curious about what she's got in mind.

"We'll finish here," she whispers, slipping under the table without anyone noticing. She unzips your pants and releases your dick once more, and you do a decent job of hiding the fact that she's giving you head under the table, concealed only by a rather flimsy cloth.

Finally, you cum in her mouth as you're giving the waitress your debit card. You moan softly as Peyton swallows all of your cum, which you hastily excuse as a product of the "stomach ache from all the good food". HA! As if. You peek under the cloth to find a very satisfied Peyton Royce wiping her mouth off.

"You're fucking nuts," you sigh in relief, and she merely shrugs. The two of you kiss goodnight (after making sure she has a bit more of her drink) and part ways.

As you're getting into bed, you receive a nude from Peyton. You jack off to it before falling asleep, though you have to say... the real thing was much better both times.