This story is solely my property and may not be reproduced or published without my express permission. Names have been changed to protect the guilty and not-so-innocent.
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Marc and I had met at his frat house's Halloween party under very strange, check that, bizarre circumstances. My girlfriend Annie had given me a little silver egg to put in my pussy. I found out what it was for the first time she hit the remote and my pussy lit up like it was on fire. She got me like that a few times before the damned thing shorted out and made me a sex crazed maniac.
I'd quite literally just bumped into Marc, well more like bumped off of him. I tried wiping my spilled beer off his shirt when Annie switched me on again. This is when things went from bad to worse to amazing. In my sex maddened state I began kissing him like a fiend and grabbing at him wildly. Not my idea of a good first impression.
At some point between my 10th and 15th orgasm I passed out and that gave Annie and Marc the chance to move me to a quiet room and get the egg out. Marc ended up having to slip his fingers into me to get it out. Not my idea of a good second impression.
"Uhm Kiki? Chiara? I'm sorry if I hurt you trying to get that little thingy out of you. I tried to be as gentle as possible but you were flailing around quite a bit." Marc said softly.
"Thank you for saving me Zorro. I didn't know having an orgasm was a fate worse than death until now though."
Marc ran his fingers through my short pixie-cut hair and grinned at me. I reached up and caressed his cheek.
Marc laughed and said I certainly had an interesting way of introducing myself to people. He leaned toward me and our lips brushed lightly at first then joined with more heat as our bodies responded to our pent up emotions.
"Uhm Chiara? Kiki? I'm not even sure what to call you," Marc said.
I looked up at him dreamily, "My name's Chiara but Annie gave me the nickname Kiki. You can call me anything you want."
"Ok then, Kiki. Just so you know, I don't normally put my fingers in a girl's pussy as soon as I meet her."
I giggled. Then I chuckled. Then I laughed so hard I started crying. Marc looked so solemn when he'd said that that I couldn't help but laugh. Marc started laughing too and pretty soon we were spent.
"Marc, you can put your fingers or anything else you want in me whenever you want," I murmured to him.
He ruffled his fingers through my hair again and smiled at me. "Does this mean you're available for a date with me next Friday?"
I gave him my impish grin and pretended to think for a minute then said, "I think I can squeeze you in!" That caused us to laugh again.
I looked around and noticed that Annie wasn't in the room with us any more. I asked Marc where she went, but he hadn't seen her leave either. I made motions like I wanted to get up and Marc helped me from the bed, wrapping his strong arm around me and guiding me to the door.
As we exited the room all of Marc's frat brothers gave us a standing ovation, not realizing what had actually transpired. I blushed deeply and Marc smiled and waved their applause away, telling them it wasn't what they thought. He looked down at me and whispered to me that I had been a bit noisy when he'd brought me into the room. If I could've blushed more I would have.
Marc insisted that he walk me back to my dorm and when we got outside we found it was a lot colder than when I had arrived. Marc whipped off his Zorro cape and wrapped it around my shoulders.
"There," he said. "It's not much but it'll at least keep ogling eyes at bay."
"Thanks Marc, I appreciate everything you've done for me. I hope you don't think I'm the way I was before, because I'm not."
Marc looked down at me as we walked along, "I don't Kiki, I've known Annie my whole life and she's a trouble maker of the first degree. I try and stay away from her as much as I can."
"Well she's played a few silly pranks on me since we became roommates but nothing quite this bad before. I don't think this was actually supposed to be a prank. Knowing Annie she was just trying to get me hot for later," I said.
"Hot for later? You mean you and her? How long have you two been, well you know?" Marc looked like he'd been hit by a truck.
I blushed again though I doubt he noticed. "About a month," I said. "It kinda just happened."
Marc frowned at me. "Nothing 'just happens' when Annie Montgomery is involved Kiki. Don't get me wrong, she's a sweetheart and will do anything to help her family and friends, but calamities tend to pop up wherever she is."
We walked on in silence. I was pretty upset with the way that Marc was slagging Annie so when we got to my dorm I thanked him and walked in, not asking him to walk me to my room.
When I got into our room Annie was pacing the floor and talking on her cell.
" Yes I know," she said. "God I don't know what your problem is.....It was an accident it wasn't supposed to happen that way.....It's a perfect fit, dummy!.....Don't talk to me like that.......Oh great now you're bringing that up again.....Did I or did I not pay your bail? Fine, bye!"
"Who was that Annie?" I asked.
"Oh just my stupid brother who doesn't appreciate my help," she replied. "Some people just don't understand the lengths I go to to help them."
"So uhm Annie, how do you know Marc?"
Annie looked hard at me, "Marc? We grew up together. Our folks are pretty close. He seems to think I'm out to get him. I'm not. It's just sometimes when we get together things kind of go kablooie."
"So do you hate each other or what?"
"No we don't, we've just had some rough patches that have strained our relationship. He's actually a pretty amazing guy, thoughtful, caring, smart, funny. You get what I mean?"
"Annie, it sounds like you have some pretty strong feelings for Marc. If it helps I won't see him again."
Annie pulled me into a hug and stroked my hair. "Oh Kiki, you don't have to do that. Marc and I have known each other since we were babies, I do love him but not like that honey. He's perfect for you, and you're perfect for him. I know what kind of girls Marc likes and you're it. But enough of this, you've had a pretty rough night and probably need to get some sleep"
I agreed with Annie and got out of my clothes without even realizing that I'd kept Marc's cape. I put on a little shortie nightie and crawled into bed with Annie. She spooned behind me and caressed my neck and shoulders which made me moan with relief as my tension ebbed. I fell asleep shortly as Annie cooed sweet nothings in my ear.
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The next morning I noticed that Marc's cape was bundled up with my clothes from the party. I grabbed it up and told Annie I'd be back in a bit.
Annie grinned at me, "Going to see your boyfriend?"
I stuck my tongue out at her and told her he wasn't my boyfriend he was my rescuer.
"That's just semantics," Annie called to me as I dashed out the door.
When I got to Marc's frat house I realized I had been in such a hurry to return his cape I was still in my shortie nightie. Thank god I'd at least had the sense to put on some pj shorts. I just shook my head and rang the doorbell. A guy answered the door, looked at me and bellowed out to the house that 'Marc's girlfriend' was here. I stepped in behind him and waited for Marc as frat boys all tried to 'casually' check me out.
Marc finally came to the door and gave me a low whistle. "Uhm Kiki? I hope you don't go to class like that."
I rolled my eyes, "Ha ha very funny Zorro, here's your cape."
Marc chuckled and took his cape. "It's good to see you again Kiki. Sorry for how I acted last night, about Annie and all."
"Annie explained it to me. How you grew up together and how she sometimes gets a bit over the top with her ideas. I can understand that there's a bit of bad blood between you," I said.
"You know what, let's not talk about Annie. The guys are making a Captain Cholesterol breakfast, would you like some?"
Marc and I sat at the bar counter and watched two of his frat brothers working some magic in the kitchen. Very shortly two heaping plates with bacon, eggs, french toast and sausage were placed in front of us. I didn't realize how hungry I was until just then as I tucked into the massive plate of food. The room kind of got quiet and I looked up from stuffing a french toast wrapped sausage into my mouth.
"What? I've had a busy night and I'm hungry," I said.
That caused the guys in the room to bust out laughing, and Marc got a good ribbing and he actually blushed.
Slowly the other guys filtered out of the kitchen, leaving me and Marc by ourselves.
"I think you have to be my girlfriend now Kiki," Marc stated softly.
