You and Alexa arrive back home early the next morning. Last night with Nikki and Alexa was cool and all, but you need some real sleep. The two of you enter your room and, after changing clothes, you get into bed. You take one last look at Rachel the spider before curling up with Alexa and falling asleep.

Upon waking you find that Alexa is missing, and in her place is a different small blonde. Liv leans in and kisses you, smiling now that she has you all to herself.

"Can't stop me this time," Liv says quietly, climbing on top of you as she continues to dominate your mouth. You try to roll her onto her back but she holds your wrists down. While you could definitely overpower your petite lover, you're rather enjoying letting her be in charge. "I've been waiting for so long (Y/N)... I fucking love it when men play hard to get."

"Well I wasn't trying to get kidnapped, if it helps any."

Liv giggles and sits up, unclipping the back of her lingerie bra. To tease you she holds it over your chest, but you hook your finger through the under band and yank it away. She pretends to be offended as the thin material slides from her grip, but she can't help but smile at your eagerness. Man, she really has been waiting too long for this.

"I can feel you getting hard..." she whispers, rubbing your half-mast erection over your shorts, "The size of your cock still amazes me every single time..."

"If you think it looks big, wait till you feel it," I say, spanking her ass as she slides my shorts halfway down my thighs. She draws a sharp breath as my dick is released into the open.

Off come her panties, so I align my tip with her threshold. Just by teasing her folds I can tell she's already dripping wet.

"Fuck me (Y/N)... make me scream..." she sighs dreamily, caressing your cheek as you prod at her snatch. A cocky grin is all the warning you give her for what you're about to do next.

You shove yourself into Liv's waiting cunt, feeling her stretch walls stretch to accommodate your girth. The entire house can definitely hear the moan that escapes her lips. It's been probably around a month since the last time you slept with her, but she's still got it. All you can do is relax and close your eyes as she expertly works her hips up and down on your shaft, bouncing so hard that you hit the back of her vagina each time she comes down. It's fine though; Liv seems to like it deep.

"Ugh...fuck...you like this (Y/N)...?"

"Hell yeah. Keep what you're doing," you groan, sliding your hands onto her thick ass. You would think she would be prepared after you did it once, but Liv moans again when you give her butt another good spank.

Liv turns around like she's going to go reverse cowgirl, but instead she lays back and kisses your cheek. It's clear she wants you to take over, so one of your hands move upwards to her tits and the other teases her clit as you fuck her.

Both of you are dripping in sweat, and she doesn't even try to suppress herself anymore. Every moan, gasp, and scream echoes in the room and likely the rest of the house. You thought she would be closer to cumming by now, but you've nearly reached your climax and Liv doesn't even seem close.

"Are you close?" Liv whispers, nipping at your ear affectionately as you rail her. You nod and she grins. "Fill me up, (Y/N)... make...fuck...make me your little cum dumpster..."

You smash your lips against hers and fire your semen deep into her waiting pussy. Liv coos as she feels herself being filled by your sticky nectar, but that bliss is wiped away when you continue fucking her harder and harder.

"Ahh...(Y/N), I'm gonna-!" she moans loudly, her back slightly arching at the feeling of her fast-approaching climax. Liv lets off one last scream of pleasure and squirts onto your cock, letting off the frustration of never being able to have you all at once.

As quick as it started, it's all over. She inserts a couple fingers into her post-orgasmic pussy and brings them to her mouth, tasting your mixed juices.

"Fuck, I needed that," Liv sighs, rolling off of you. Now that the day has finally started for you, you leave her to redress and slide your shorts back on with the addition of a t-shirt.

"You're up late," Kairi says, watching you enter the living room with a cocky smile on her face. It's not that late, is it? A quick check of the clock tells you that it's 7 in the evening, which is a pretty big yikes. She moves on quickly, saying, "Anyways, I'm going away for the week."

"What for?"

"I'm going to go visit my parents."

"Ah, sweet. Tell them I said hello." She gives you a small hug before heading towards her room. You assume she's gonna finish packing, but you don't have a chance to do anything from there. Dakota comes up to you and paces frantically as she rambles on about Tegan. When saying her name doesn't get her attention, you shake her gently by the shoulders. "What's the issue, Dakota?"

"It's Tegan, she's at the airport!"

"Why would Tegan be at the airport?"

"Because she's leaving! I've been trying to tell you but you wouldn't listen!" Ah. Yeah... that does kind of ring a bell now that you think about it. Tegan has a been pretty upset these past few days, so it's not coming as a real shock that she's trying to get out of town.

"Okay, so when does the flight leave?"

"Like a half an hour, and I have a feeling you're the only one who can stop her."

"As always, it's (Y/N) to the rescue," you sigh, throwing on a pair of shoes. You gun it to the airport, hoping you're not going to be too late to stop your best friend from doing something really stupid.

It takes nearly all of that half hour to find Tegan, and you pull her aside as she's literally just about to board the plane.

"What the fuck, (Y/N)?!" she says angrily, trying to pull away from you. Even she knows it's hopeless; you've always been stronger. It takes a minute, but she accepts that she's finally going to have to open up. "I don't have all day. What do you want?"

"Don't leave Tegan. I'm sorry for whatever I did to hurt you."

"What makes you think you did something?"

"You get pissed off any time I'm around or mentioned. Your recent moodiness seems directed at me."

"It's not you I'm angry at."

"Then open the hell up for once, 'cause I'm not getting any fucking ideas!"

"It's me, okay! I just about called off the search because I thought you ran away with her!" All of the anger is coming out. The hurt from the past few weeks is all boiling to the surface, and it's gone within a few seconds. "I gave up on you. Doesn't that make you angry?"

"Nah Tegan, you know that ain't me." You pull her into a hug and begin to lead her to the exit. You thought she would resist, but she lets you take her all the way out to your car. She tells you that she had one of her other friends drop her off, so you don't need to worry about her car.

The drive home is painfully silent, but a few miles out from your house Tegan tells you to pull over into an alleyway. Though confused, you do as you're told.

She's on you as soon as you shift the car into park. Her lips are cold and you find yourself lost in her passionate kisses. Your tongue slips into her mouth and she playfully bites your bottom lip, but below all of this you're pitching a tent for her. Your erection grows even bigger as she grinds her hips against your crotch.

Tegan opens the car door and slides onto her knees on the ground. You turn to face her and allow her to unzip your jeans. She smiles when you release your little soldier, which stands at attention right in front of her face.

No words were even needed to complete this moment. She fondles your balls, kissing the tip of your cock as passionately as she had smashed her lips against yours moments before. A few inches of your throbbing manhood slide into her waiting mouth. You hold the back of her head as she begins to bob up and down on your cock.

"Fuck, how are you so good?" you groan as she goes deeper and deeper, testing your limits with the way she expertly deep throats your cock. You're weak from your previous sex with Liv, so it takes almost no time at all for Tegan's awe-striking skill to push you over the edge. She allows you to hold her head at the base of your shaft as you let your load erupt into her mouth.

Most of it goes straight down her throat, but the rest she swallows with ease. Tegan climbs back into your lap and closes the door behind her, looking down into your eyes with a seductive glare.

The only words that escape her lips are, "Take me, (Y/N)."

You need no further instructions. Off come both her skinny jeans, and you don't even bother messing with her panties. You push them aside then push into her, thrusting up with enough force to make her have to bite your shoulder to keep quiet. The pain is nothing compared to the pleasure you receive from pounding her perfect pussy.

Somewhere below you there's a click, and with a start you realize Tegan pulled the seat adjuster lever. Now it's easier for you to fuck your best friend, and she even helps. The feeling of her ass crashing against your hips is incredible, especially because you can feel her walls tightening around you as she prepares for her climax.

You continue ramming into her tight cunt, even as she's overtaken by an intense orgasm. Your second one isn't far off, so you control hold her ass and thrust all the way inside her. Tegan moans as she feels your cream blast into her waiting vagina, filling her to the brim.

Both of you lazily redress and settle into your respective seats. Tegan falls asleep before you even get to full speed, and you smile at not only her, but yourself too. You not only stopped her from leaving, but brought the old her back while you were at it. No one's keeping score, but that's definitely some points on your end.

After arriving home and carrying her to bed, you enter the kitchen to find Becky sitting at the table alone. However, opposed the normal bottle of beer she would be sipping on, she's drinking a cola.

"What, no alcohol?" you ask, cracking a beer of your own and sitting across from her. She looks a little confused.

"Why? Should I be drinking?"

"Nah. I just- oh, whatever." There's no point in trying to explain a joke to an Irishwoman at this time of night. It's probably like 22:00, which isn't ideal.

"No, I actually have something to tell ya."

"I'm all ears."

"Remember that night we went to the bar and ya got roughed up?" she asks, and you nod while thinking back to the night. Instinctively you rub your scar, which is only now beginning to fade. Becky continues, "Well, I'm pregnant."

You choke while swallowing a drink of your beer and go into a little coughing fit. Once you're good again you croak, "You're WHAT?!"