Hello everyone. The first Campus Slumber Party was fairly well received and I only hope that I meet or exceed the expectations of people on this site. If you have any questions or comments feel free to comment below or to PM me if it is something you don't feel like sharing publicly :)
Best Wishes,
Magiccupcakes
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Alexa began slowly gesturing with her hands towards the girls in the corner. Slowly and rhythmically, it almost seemed as if streams of colour were emanating from her hands. As if directed by the streams, the girls very slowly approached me and began to stroke my arms and legs. The brunette started to suck my swollen tit, the blue haired one started to sensuously push her lips against mine, and the blonde began edging towards my pussy. Right before the blonde got close to touching me I tensed.
"Wait what the fuck! Who are you guys?"
The instantly moved away. Each of their expressions turned solemn.
"I'm sorry Mel." Said the girl with the blue hair. I could see a cute pout which I associated with Callie's cheeky personality. Except... had I met this girl before? Why did I think I knew a blue haired girl named Callie?
"Haha," I laughed. A small and nervous laugh.
"I'm flattered Callie." I responded, slowly coming to remember who I was looking at.
"I've loved you as a friend for a long time and I really like the way that you have been looking at me recently".
I moved my hand to touch her shoulder and gave her a long look filled with a mix of love of trust. Alexa walked up to me from the side and drew my face around to hers.
"See! You are having a good time!" She raised her eyebrows and ran her tongue slowly crossing her lower lip. Seeing her again dragged me back to who I was. A man. Well... A man turned woman.
"Fuck!"
I squealed, discouraged by the high pitch that made me flinch. Each of the girls looked at me once more. The brunette who had played netball with me during high school, the blonde who had recently arrived from the Netherlands and. No... that's not right. Ilse had actually been here about six months and I had helped her move in when Jade-the brunette- asked me to help. As far as I knew they were just friends, but perhaps tonight we would all become more. Leaning into them I smiled.
"I love you guys so much, and I really want to feel your soft skin beneath mine..."
Again, Alexa interjected. Pushing her way in front of me, she seemed to have made an alcoholic drink in the time between making me cum and seeing my favourite ladies in front of me. I could see the vodka that I had brought with me, with a touch of glowing green liquid. I raised my right eyebrow.
"Is this apple juice?" I cautiously asked.
"It's your favourite" replied Alexa. "Lychee". She squinted her eyes as if mimicking a cute Japanese girl in an anime.
"Ummm. Well I would actually prefer a beer." I wanted to retain the habit that I had retained over the last few years of drinking a beer at social events.
"Best not to start with spirits, it will make it hard to switch to beers later".
I started nodding in an effort to solidify this event in my memory. Callie screwed her face up at this last thought.
"Uggh. No beer for me Mel. Besides, I thought you swore off beer after you finished up with Daniel."
"Don't mention it." I responded. I really didn't want to think about that cheating asshole.
Giving into my frustration I replied, "He may have been a good lay, but he was a total jerk. I really loved him until he did that". The heartbreak associated with his cheating was still there. It had only happened a few weeks ago. Perhaps a bit too eagerly, Callie leaned into me and whispered excitedly,
"you don't need men!"
"Well of course I don't! Haha I am not gay Callie! I mean there is nothing wrong with that all! It's just that I have never liked men before... I like... the ladies."
At this point I was beginning to feel a bit confused. I could see memories of Daniel as if I had merely seen him a few days ago. 'But of course I had... we had decided to go for a coffee.' I thought. This was however, merely an attempt to show off his new girl. Skinnier, prettier and somehow more desirable than me.