All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it.
All Star College Chapter 9
by MrMaxLord
(MF, Oral, Anal, DP, FF, MMF, MFM, Exhibition, Voyeur, Masturbation)
Featured celebs: Lili Reinhart, Camila Mendes, Madelaine Petsch, Sabrina Carpenter, Taylor Swift, Margot Robbie, Amy Adams, Zoe Kravitz, Selena Gomez, Victoria Justice, Olivia Rodrigo, Ariana Grande, Samara Weaving, Gal Gadot, Brie Larson, Sydney Sweeney, Kelli Berglund, Florence Pugh, Joey King, Lisa Manoban
Camila gave herself one last look over in the mirror. She was ready to stun in a white, button-up blouse that stopped just high enough to show off her stomach and a denim skirt that stopped just above the knees. The hem of the skirt had a row of golden flowers on it, matching with the blouse that had a similar pattern of pink roses on the shoulders. It was perfect. She looked stunning and she knew it.
Then it was time to cover it all with a coat. After all, nobody knew that she was seeing Brodie and for the moment she was determined to keep it that way and with Peter and Lili in the living room.
It wasn't that she was ashamed of dating Brodie but she did now have a whole new appreciation for why Peter had been nervous to tell her about his relationship with Lili. She couldn't really explain it either but both she and Brodie had decided to keep it on the down low until they figured out the best way to let everyone in on their little secret they didn't see coming. It wasn't too hard either, plus she'd finally had an excuse to wear her cute knee-length coat before it got cold enough to justify it.
Camila opened her bedroom door and made her way out to the main one, walking past Lili and Peter, snuggling close together on the couch while watching some vampire movie.
"Someone's dressed up," Peter said.
"Well compared to your t-shirt and old sweatshirt combo Petey dearest, it's hard for anyone to not look dressed up by comparison," Camila responded. "I'm just going to the Whisky Casket for a couple drinks, is all. You two are welcome to come if you'd like." Camila had to make that offer or something would seem up, though she hoped they wouldn't take it.
"I'm actually good here," Lili said. "Getting to be a fan of weekends in." She gave Peter a quick kiss on the cheek. "But give us a call if you need a ride or anything."
"Sure thing," Cami said with a smile she hoped wasn't too suspicious. "Don't wait up."
"Wasn't planning on it," Peter joked. "Maybe be really quiet if you come back late so you don't wake us up if we're asleep."
"Oh of course my bestest of besties. After all, we wouldn't want me to start acting like my apartment is actually mine, would we?" She then blew him a kiss, though the outstretched palm quickly turned into a mocking middle finger.
"Love you too," replied Peter to the gesture.
"Of course," Cami said, opening the door. "Doesn't everyone? Do catch up Petey." The door then shut behind her, leaving Peter and Lili alone. That privacy created new possibilities for them both, the kind that only happens when a young couple has an entire apartment to themselves.
"So," said the blonde, getting her man's complete attention. "Wanna fool around a little?"
"Really?" Peter asked. "You don't want to finish the movie."
"Baby, it was your idea to put in Coppola's Dracula. Gives a girl ideas."
"Naked ideas?"
"Yes," Lili laughed. "Pity about all these clothes though..."
Peter went to take care of the problem, grabbing the bottom of her white t-shirt and pulling it off, leaving her breasts exposed and ready for him.
"That's one of the many reasons I adore you," Lili said as she removed his shirt as well. "You always have such fun solutions." She leaned down towards his face as he did the same, their lips meeting in a kiss, and that kiss was like a starter pistol. Peter crossed the line first, sliding his hands down her very-form fitting grey sweatshorts. Had she been sitting slightly differently Peter might have seen the growing wet spot on his girlfriend's shorts. Of course, when his fingers slid into Lili's juicy pussy he got the picture rather quickly.
"Ooooh Peter," Lili said, chin quivering a bit as her man displayed just how well he'd gotten to know her. He was hitting just the right spots and in the perfect way. He wasn't pressing buttons or flipping switches but he was definitely prepping them. "Unnng...ohhh babe." She kissed him again, slithering her tongue into Peter's mouth as she began to hump his hand.
One small, phantom graze of her g-spot ended the kiss abruptly and made Lili throw her head back, moaning "Peter!" out loudly and lustfully. Doing this brought her breasts directly in range of Peter's face. Unable to resist the offering he took his free hand and grabbed one of her tits as he began to lick and suck on it.
"Yes....oh fuck yes," Moaned, though this time with just a sprinkle of joyous laughter. "Suck my titties baby...oh fuck...honey...feels so good." Lili licked her lips, feeling parched despite being on the verge of drooling an ocean. Left to right and back again, Peter kissed, licked and straight up slobbered all over Lili's globes. His tongue circled and flicked one nipple and then the other, adding sparks to the fire igniting between Lili's legs. Peter's actions had increased within her, his fingers lighting her up like a pinball machine and it was right about to say "tilt".
Lili went between her legs and grabbed Peter's hand pulling it up from her pussy and brought it to her mouth, licking and sucking her essence off of Peter's digits. The feel of her warm tongue sucking and licking his fingers clean made his already rigid rod somehow harder, almost painfully so. Fortunately, Lili was ready to take care of that issue.
"I want it," she said. "I want you." She rose to her feet, the dampness on her shorts now very apparent. However, it wasn't to be seen for long. Peter pulled the shorts down to Lili ankles, the beautiful blonde stepping out of them. With her bald, glistening pussy right in his face Peter couldn't resist the temptation to take a taste. While it was a flavor he was very familiar with by this point he could never resist a slice of her pie when offered.