"Yes, do you. All of you need to explain a whole lot. Sit down," you curtly spout.
"What the fuck?" You groan to yourself, clutching your forehead.
...Five minutes earlier...
"W-w-what?!?" You jolt out. "What do you mean, they're all my girlfriends?!?"
She crosses her arms and lowers her chin to look at you over the top of her glasses. "You know what I mean. Before the accident, you were dating all of us."
You stare at her serious face, expecting her to burst out in laughter any moment, finally revealing that it was all one big joke.
"Ha, yeah, right. That kind of stuff only happens in... in horny fanfiction!" You joke, trying to generate a smile.
She raises her eyebrows and stares back at you.
"That's what I used to think too," she sighs.
"N-no..." You mutter.
You search through your memory, desperately trying to find something that would confirm or deny what she had said. Your attempts at searching leave you with nothing, and the sensation of finding empty space where you knew memories should be frustrates you further. Everywhere you search, nothing emerges from the depths, and a growing sense of panic builds in your chest. You squeeze your fist, begging for a glimpse of anything.
"AH!" You hunch over, clutching your head as you finally get what you want, in an overloading, painful wave.
Oh... oh no...
On the day of the accident, I woke up in Leslie's bed, I showered with Aria, and I made out with Miyoung...
I remember it now.
I remember so much.
Even more flickers of memories start flooding in, and Rae watches intently as you recall more moments with each of the girls in the house.
The feeling of Rae's cool fingers gripping your hands pulls you back into reality, stripping you away from the painfully vivid recollection.
"You remember it?" Rae asks, relinquishing her annoyance entirely as she squeezes and gently rubs your hands.
You slowly nod, staring out into space.
"I was dating all of you. Right up until the accident," you finally look back up at your girlfriend's face, realizing that she was merely one of them.
"What happened? How did that even happen? And why wouldn't you tell me? Why didn't anyone tell me this? Why did you say you were my only one? Wha...?"
She leans forward, yanking the blanket off her body and pulling you in until your forehead gently meets hers. She softly runs her warm hands up and down your arms, soothing you and slowing your racing heart.
"Go downstairs and get the girls. I'll be down there in a minute to I'll explain everything. Like I should've done yesterday."
"Ok..."
She tilts her head to the side to give you a peck on the lips.
"I love you."
...
Rae strolls down the stairs, still in her pajamas, looking more relaxed than she had been for the past few days.
Your knee bobs nervously up and down as you sit at the dining room table with Leslie, Miyoung, and Aria around you.
"Alright," Rae says, taking the open seat beside you. "No more secrets. I'll explain everything." Her calm, collected tone diffuses some of the tension in the air.
"Around five years ago, we met through a dating app, and we had a strong connection," Rae interlaces her fingers and sets them on her lap.
"I introduced you to all my friends, and they all really liked you. Sometimes you'd spend the night at my place, and when I invited some other friends over, we'd all have so much fun together. They started to beg you to come over and hang out with us more often because it was always such a good time. It stayed that way for months, and I was the happiest girl in the world. ...except for one thing."
"..."
"They were falling in love with you. I could see it in their eyes. They wanted you, just like I wanted you. And I saw it in your eyes too, how much you loved them back."
"...shit, Rae, I'm so sorry," you whisper.
"No, don't be. I expected to feel jealous or possessive, but I didn't. I felt happy - even happier than I was before. Seeing you with them made my heart light up, and I knew that as much as I wanted you to be with me, I also wanted you to be with each of them. I talked to you about it, and you didn't like the idea at first."
Damn... I didn't want three more girlfriends?
"But I kept pushing, and somehow it eventually worked out. You started dating all of them one by one, and we finally got this place to move into together."
She lowers her head, signaling that she was done speaking, and all four girls simultaneously look to you for your reaction.
"Oh, is that all?" You try to crack a smile, but it comes out as more of a grimace.
"...almost," Rae mutters. "There are some other details, but those can wait."
You sigh, finally letting your attempt at cheerfulness fade away into pure bewilderment.
"Why didn't you tell me?" You ask. "After the accident, everyone acted as if Rae was my only girlfriend. Why?"
The girls look around, sharing looks.
"It was our fault," Aria blurts out. "That you got in the accident."
"W-what?!?" You spurt. "What are you talking about?"
"We messed up really badly. So we decided that if you ever woke up, we didn't want to do this anymore."
"Wait, what? You don't want to... be with me anymore?"
Aria nods her head, pushing down the screaming voice in her head and sending a shot of misery through both of your hearts.
"Why?" You meekly ask.
"You think you got into the accident because you fell asleep at the wheel, right?" Rae asks.
"Yeah, I nearly did... Wait, how do you know that? I never told you!"
She keeps her eyes shut for a moment, forcing away the recollection. "There was CCTV footage of the accident. We saw it a few weeks after it all happened."
"And you must've seen my car drifting," you piece it together. "Wait, so...?"
"The other driver was really drunk. His car was already swerving around a bit in the lane, so it was considered an open-and-shut case."
"...but... it was my fault..." You whisper, clutching Aria's hand under the table absentmindedly.
"No, it wasn't," Rae forcefully says. "It wasn't your fault. For all we know, he might have crashed into you anyway. And... it wasn't your fault that you were so tired," she finishes, suddenly sounding timid.
Aria pulls her hand back, wrapping it in her other one and placing it in her lap.
"Why not? And don't say it's because I offered to go out at night, I chose to do that."
"It wasn't just on that one day. You were tired a lot. Because..." Rae wipes the corner of her eye and sniffles, failing to force out the words.
"You were such an amazing partner to all of us. You treated us like queens," Leslie shyly takes over. "And you got really tired from doing that all the time. But..." She pouts. "We loved it. We loved how you treated us, so the few times we asked you to take a break and you said you didn't want to, we didn't push you any further. We were lazy, so we always let you do things for us. Even on that night..."
She squeezes her hands together, reliving that fateful moment. "We knew how tired you were. Any one of us could have gone out that night, and we might've been alert enough to avoid the accident, or at least not almost die from it. But we let you go anyway. It's our fault that this happened."
The five of you sit in sustained silence. The other girls briefly nod their agreement, while you blink back the emotions building inside of you.
"Ok, but... why does that mean you don't want to date me anymore...?"
"Because we don't deserve you," Aria says. "We took advantage of you, and you shouldn't have to put up with that. You were always so kind, and we abused that."
"But what about Rae? You didn't feel that way, right?" You lower your voice and turn to her.
She squeezes her eyes shut for a moment and lowers her head.
"Rae?" You lean over and squeeze her thigh.
"It was my fault more than it was theirs. I felt like I didn't deserve you at all."
You bite back your objections, letting her continue.
"But then we found out that you had recovered, but with amnesia. It was such a bittersweet moment, but we thought... stupidly... that if you never remembered, we'd just pretend it never happened. We talked over it and decided that it would be better for one of us to still be your girlfriend once you woke up, at least for a little while, to help ease you through the process. And since I begged you to share a bedroom with me when we first moved in, it would be too hard to explain that away, so I was chosen to play the part."
"So in those weeks I was in the hospital recovering, you were planning all of this? You were planning on just not telling me anything? And then... breaking up with me?" You try to stop your bottom lip from quivering at the thought.
"I'm sorry," Miyoung finally speaks. "We're really sorry. We were just so desperate, we didn't know what to do with ourselves knowing that we were mostly responsible for your accident. We all loved you so much that we didn't have the heart to tell you we had dated just to say we didn't want to date you anymore. We thought this would be the only way."
"And now what?" You blurt.
"Huh?"
"Now that I remember - what are you going to do now?"
"..."
The girls stay silent.
"I want to date all of you," you decide.
The girls release a mixture of grimaces and sighs, and you look around, shocked.
"Y-you really don't want to?!?" You blurt. "Still?"
"Don't you get it?" Rae bemoans. Of COURSE we want to! But it's our fault that it-"
"But that won't happen again! After that kind of experience, I'm confident that you'll never make that mistake again. Even if I get pushy, I know you'll push back for my own safety. That's why I love you."
Your final words slip out, and your hand quickly shoots up to cover your mouth, a little too late. You slowly lower it down, making a snap decision to double down.
"I love you. All of you. I know I do," you repeat. "And if you're willing to try this again, I am too. But if you're not, we won't. It's your choice. You don't all have to make the same decision. I..."
You shut your mouth and stand up. You walk to the stairs, leaving them to their devices.
"I'll be in my room."
...
You lie back on your pillow, thoughts still racing through your head hours after the conversation.
You hadn't heard a single sound from anywhere in the house ever since you went upstairs, and it was starting to drive you mad.
Did they... no, they couldn't have just left.
But what if they really don't want to be with me? What if they think I'll do something stupid like that again?
Damn, I need to relax a bit. All this thinking has made one thing clear to me:
I really do want to be with them. Whether I remember it all or not, I know how I feel about them. It's just been locked away ever since I got back. But those memories of them feel so nice. So... warm. So perfect.
A knock so faint that you could barely detect it comes from your door.
"Yes?" You ask, your high-pitched tone revealing more anxiety than you wanted to disclose.
The door creaks open, and a familiar short-haired figure slowly reaches her head in.
"Hi," she says, almost inaudibly, managing a half-smile. "Can I come in?"
You nod and beckon to Rae's side of the bed.
She walks up to the mattress and lies down, not meeting your eyes. Her gaze stays transfixed on the ceiling, but even from her blank expression, you could sense her nerves.
"Do you really want to be with me?" She finally murmurs.
"Absolutely."
"..."
"..."
"How much do you remember? About us, I mean."
"...not much, to be honest," you reluctantly reply.
"Then how do you know?" She squints.
"Because there are some parts of me that aren't affected by my amnesia, remember? The way I feel deep down when I look at you is the same way I feel when I look at Rae. I didn't want to admit it to myself for a long time, since I thought it was wrong to feel that way, and I didn't remember you in that way. But I do."
You lie down, scooting close enough to continue whispering but not encroaching on her space.
But as soon as she realizes you're beside her, she rolls over to you. Her hand rests softly on your chest, breaking the invisible barrier between you two, and she gazes up into your eyes with a longing look.
"Miyoung."
"Hmm?"
"You have something on your mind. You can ask it," you whisper, watching how her breath made a strand of her fallen hair flutter.
She blinks in surprise.
"I-i don't know if that's a good idea..."
You squint and put your hand on hers, making her inhale sharply.
"Please?" You tilt your head closer.
She hunches her shoulders and bites her bottom lip, looking remarkably cute in her nervousness.
"Can I kiss you?"
"..."
You grip her hand and slide it up from your chest to your neck. She takes over, tilting your chin down to meet hers.
Her finger gently brushes your lips, and it makes you feel electric.
"I can't keep myself from you any longer. I want to make this work. I haven't stopped thinking about our kiss earlier - I know it was an accident, but I haven't felt you like that in so long," she whispers. Her hair tickles your forehead from how close your faces were.
"Then let's remind ourselves," you whisper, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears. "Come here."
She pushes her lips forward to meet yours, and your tension melts into the air as her soft, warm lips meet yours.
She smiles into your lips, unable to hold back as she pulls you closer.
She puts one leg over you, anchoring you two together as you swap kisses. She pulls back for a moment before leaning in again, almost as if to make sure it was real. She kisses you like you're the most important person in the world, and she shudders as you trace your fingers along her jaw.
She finally pulls away, cupping your cheeks in her hands.
She swings her leg over and over you, rolling you onto your back and straddling your waist.
You giggle at the playful action, not expecting it after such a heartfelt kiss.
But before you can comment on it, her lips are on yours again, and her hands reach for yours.
"Mmm..." You sigh into her kiss, adoring how closely she held you, as if she was trying to feel as much of you as possible.
She shifts her hips, rubbing her crotch against you. Your dick stiffens at the feeling, and she giggles as it pokes up into her.
"Hmm? What's this?" She teases, grinning madly.
"Mmm, you know exactly what it is," you reply, placing your hands on her upper thighs and gently rubbing.
She continues smiling, warming your heart. "I was a little scared you wouldn't see me like that anymore. Especially since you spent all those weeks with Rae."
"Ha, I... Wait, what's that supposed to mean?" You quickly question.
"Well, uh... I mean... she's... very pretty."
"Uh-huh."
"And... I'm..."
"...also very pretty," you complete her sentence, raising an eyebrow.
"..."
She purses her lips, not meeting your gaze.
"Hey, Miyoung," you whisper, drawing her attention again.
"I find you absolutely stunning. Sexy, gorgeous, and everything else. And I'm not saying that to flatter you. I mean it. I remember it."
Her eyelids flutter, and the tension in her forehead loosens.
She looks into your eyes with a gaze so deep and curious that you couldn't help but feel like she was staring into your soul.
She shakes her head. "After all these years, I still don't know how you can always make me feel this way," she whispers. "I love you so much."
She grinds her hips again as she presses her lips into yours. A new rush of energy fills her, and she quickly amps up her excited pace. Her hips get into a rhythm, rubbing and grinding against the tent in your pants while your hands move back to rest on her butt, gently groping her and showing her just how much you wanted her.
You gently push your hips up into her, and she groans into your lips as your cock gently presses against her folds.
You consider asking her if she wanted to go further, but she doesn't let your lips get away from her.
She holds onto you like a lifeline, wrapping her arms around you. You stay there for a minute longer, feeling her start grinding faster and faster as you bask in the feeling of her heavenly body on yours.
"Shhhhhit," she groans out, finally pulling away from your lips and gasping.
Your brows furrow, and you open your mouth to ask what was wrong.
She clutches onto you and groans as her body convulses, pulsing on top of you as she rides through her climax. Her eyes roll back in her head, and she jitters for a few seconds as her orgasm takes control of her.
"Oh..." You blurt, surprised.
"I'm sorry," she sits up and dizzily gets off before she's even fully recovered, sitting on her knees and crossing her hands in her lap.
"Hey, what's wrong?" You sit up.
"I just... ugh... oh no. That's really embarrassing..." She shakes her head to herself.
"Hey, it's been a long time since we've done it - I'm sure you've been a bit pent-up, right?" You reason, reaching for her.
Her voice drops down to a whisper. "I couldn't do it for so long."
"Hm? Do what?" You slowly rub her back.
"...climax. When you were in the hospital, I couldn't get there without thinking of you and regretting everything we'd done."
You lean forward and wrap her in a hug. "So it's been that long? Months?" You softly ask, stroking her hair.
"...yeah," she leans in to nuzzle your neck.
"I'm really sorry you had to go through all that. If you want, we can..." Your voice trails off as you see another head in your peripheral vision. It disappears behind the door as you turn to look, but not quickly enough.
"Leslie?" You call out.
She slowly walks in, revealing her reddening cheeks. "H-hey."
Her sweaty hands clench and unclench at her side, complementing her quickened breathing.
"I can leave you two alone if you want," Miyoung starts to get up.
"No, you can stay. I have a feeling I know what Leslie's gonna say," you grin.
"Huh? How?" Leslie breaks her silence.
Miyoung giggles. "Oh, Leslie..." She shakes her head.
"Wha-? Oh... is it that obvious?"
"Leslie, you're always that obvious," you giggle along, making her pout and groan.
"So you know why I'm here then..." She states.
She walks toward the bed and kneels on it. Her shirt hangs a bit low on her body as she crawls toward you on her hands and knees, but you pull your gaze away from her cleavage.
"Do you - MMPH!" Your words are muffled by her luscious lips pressing into yours. She tugs on your shirt, putting you at her mercy.
You relax into the kiss, feeling a sense of familiarity fall over you at the unique taste of her lips.
She pulls away and swiftly begins analyzing your eyes.
"Do you remember anything more?" She asks.
"...yeah, I do," you nod, your eyes glazing over as you retreat into the memory.
"Oh..." Your eyes widen. "You have some interesting... kinks."
Miyoung doubles over in laughter, and Leslie groans out loud.
"NOOO! Of ALL the things you could remember, it has to be THAT!?!" She pulls away and slams her hand into a pillow.
"Leslie, it's ok, I-"
"No, we're doing this again," she cuts you off, sitting up and shoving herself onto you faster than you could react.
This time, she remains for longer, making the kiss sensual and sweet in the hopes that a different kind of memory would surface. You start feeling them flow, and you watch each one as it enters, as if they were pieces of a movie playing out of order. Glimpses of humorous, saddening, and wonderful memories all pass through your head, with much less resistance than you were used to.
She finally pulls away, a nervous look evident in her eyes.
You blink back to reality and stare up at her, reaching your hands up to cup her cheeks.
"Leslie..." You whisper, making her lean in closer, sinking into your gentle grip.
"Yes? What was it? What do you remember?"
You smile widely, making her do the same.
"Was it our first date? Our first kiss? Our anniversary? Come on, tell me!" She impatiently whines.
"Leslie..." You repeat. "Darling..."
"Yes?" Her heart pounds in her chest.
"When was the last time you took a shower?"
"FUUUUU-"
...
"You've remembered so much about her, just from her kisses," Miyoung observes.
She lies lazily on your chest, using you as her pillow while Leslie lies beside you, still grumbling from your earlier interaction, but slowly being placated by head pats.
"Yeah, I think it's becoming easier for me to remember. I feel more of my mind unlocking, if that makes sense."
"Hmm..."
Miyoung scoots up and presses her lips onto yours, sighing pleasantly as you lock lips with her.
She stays there for multiple minutes, stealing the air from you until you finally pull away, panting.
"That was... a lot," you blink. "Wow, I remember a lot, too. Mostly little stuff, though."
"Hey, no fair! We didn't kiss that long!" Leslie sits up.
"Oh, are you suuure you want another kiss, Leslie?" Miyoung teases.
Leslie looks at you, pouting and waiting for your reaction.
"Come here. She's just teasing," you remind her.
"Is she?" Leslie hesitates.
"Come on, I'm sure I'll remember some sweet stuff this time. You know I love you, Leslie."
She gulps, feeling her heart swell tremendously at your words.
"You... I... oh... o-ok..." She stammers out, barely able to think over the thumping in her chest.
"Come over here, you two. I've got lots of kisses to go around."
...
Aria slowly stands up, praying the floorboards wouldn't creak under her. She removes her ear from the door and steps away, muffling the sound of Miyoung and Leslie's laughter.
She tiptoes down the hallway, finally exhaling as she gets out of earshot. She opens her bedroom door, and nearly jumps back at the sight of the figure laying on her bed.
"Hey," Rae says, twirling her hair around her finger. She sits up, sighing as she crosses her legs under her.
"Why are you in my room?" Aria blurts. "I mean... hey. But... why?"
"Well, mine is occupied right now," she sighs. "You already knew that," she continues, making Aria turn pink at the realization that she'd been caught.
"Why don't you join them?" Aria asks, sitting down.
"Why didn't you?"
"..."
"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I'm just a little out of my mind right now..." Rae groans, regretting her tone.
"It's ok, I am too," Aria nods.
"..."
"..."
The girls remain silent, trying not to pay attention to the occasional squeal of joy coming from your room.
"Do you think we should reveal everything?" Aria asks.
Rae snaps her eyes up to Aria's.
"About what?"
"The other girls. They've been begging us to let them come over. Tina, Lily, Poki, Sydney, Celine, a bunch more... they've been blowing up my phone for weeks now."
"I've been getting messages too," Rae admits, pulling out her phone. "Oh, perfect timing," she rolls her eyes as another one pops down as a banner.
"Will you please please please let me see come over? I promise I won't do anything, I just want to talk!" Rae reads her friend's text out loud.
"Yeaaaaah," Aria groans out, putting her head in her hands. "I can't really blame them - it's been two months since the accident."
"Do you think we should let it happen? Just let them talk to each other?" Rae inquires.
Aria opens her mouth to speak, and pauses as she hears your voice laughing from the other room.
"Not unless we reveal to them more about what happened. They're gonna find out one way or the other, and I'd prefer it if they didn't think we were still lying."
Rae takes a deep breath. "Ok."
"...ok?"
"Yup. One of us just has to go in there and say everything that happened. And hold nothing back."
"Yeah! It's not so bad!" Aria grins. "But... who's going to do it?"
"Well, I was thinking you could do it," Rae fiddles with her thumb.
"Oh. I was thinking that you'd be better since you're their girlfriend," Aria crosses her arms.
"Wha-? You're also their girlfriend, Aria!"
"What? I haven't told them my decision yet!"
"Yeah, right! As if you could keep yourself away from them any longer!"
"..."
"...as if any of us could..." Rae mumbles.
...
"Holy fuck..." You groan in delight as Leslie sucks the soul out of you, creating her airtight seal around your shaft while her tongue dexterously swirls up and around your tip. Your abdomen tightens, and your body flutters every so often as her mouth gives you another perfect stroke.
"Mmm..." Miyoung moans into your mouth, still recovering from her third orgasm.
"How are you so good at this, Leslie?" You ask, pulling away from Miyoung for a moment.
Leslie looks up at you, her direct eye contact making her blowjob even hotter.
"She's had a lot of practice," Miyoung answers for her. "You two used to trade foot massages for blowjobs," she giggles.
"Ha, that would be the dream," you exhale.
"I'm not joking," Miyoung grins.
"Wait, really? Well then... I think you owe me a few more of these, Leslie." You tilt your head down to look at her.
"MMmghmmmghmm!" Leslie delightedly responds.
Miyoung pulls your face back toward hers, and you're about to let her give you more sweet kisses, until a thought streaks through your mind.
"Wait..."
"Hmm?"
"Where's Rae and Aria? We've been here for hours, but I haven't even heard them."
Leslie pulls her mouth away, but uses both hands to stroke your cock, keeping you hard.
"Aria's been thinking a lot. She's not sure if she wants to do this again," she voices her observations from earlier in the day.
"Oh. How come?"
She shrugs, not breaking the pace at which her soft hands worked up and down your shaft. "I just noticed that after you left, she looked really sad."
"Hmm." You sigh, hoping she was ok. "And Rae? Where is she?"
"..."
"..."
Both girls purse their lips unsurely.
"Alright, then. I'm sure we'll see them eventually," you lie back.
Content to continue, Leslie dives back down on your cock, and Miyoung reaches around your neck. You melt into her embrace, letting their bodies whisk your mind away.
...
The cool air around you makes you shiver, and you curl up under the blanket, wondering for the hundredth time if Rae was going to join you. The darkness encroaches upon you, and it reminds you of the first night you spent awake in the hospital, surrounded by complete unfamiliarity.
It's been so long since I've slept without Rae beside me, I forgot how cold it was without her here.
Maybe I should just go sleep with one of the other girls...
No, I shouldn't! Rae still feels bad about what happened, and I have to show her that I care for her.
Over the next few minutes, no one enters the room, and it gets harder to stay awake. The muffled sounds of Aria and Leslie streaming from their rooms slowly lulls you, and you close your eyes.
The small crack of light coming from the door grows into a larger wedge as it spreads and falls onto your face, jolting you awake.
"Rae..." You groan.
"Yes?" Her tired voice responds.
"Come here." You rub your bleary eyes, trying to make out her figure. "I missed you."
"I have to brush my teeth... you can go to sleep."
"...ok..."
You lie back down, sinking into your mattress. You stare up at the ceiling, idly listening to the tap turn on, then turn off after a few minutes.
You close your eyes as Rae comes out, waiting patiently as she slides in next to you.
She lies beside you, keeping her body an inch away, but not touching.
Once she settles in, you turn around and give her a kiss on the collarbone before burying your head into her chest.
She tenses up, but slowly wraps her arms around you, softly cuddling up to you.
"We'll talk about this tomorrow," you mutter.
Her chin gently brushes your hair as she nods.
...
The piercing sound of a shrill scream awakens you.
"TINA!!!" Rae yells.
An unfamiliar face leaps toward you, landing on the foot of your bed.
"GAH!" You shout, haphazardly scooting backward as you try to figure out what was happening.
"HEY!" The girl yells as she sprawls toward you, making you flinch. "Do you-"
"GET OUT!" Rae shouts.
She continues to move toward you with an unnerving look, seemingly entranced by the sight of you.
She lunges toward you and stabs her arms toward you, and you fail to push her away.
"Tina, STOP!" Rae yells.
"NO!" You shout. "Don't hurt me!"
Your final attempt to push her away fails, and her body pins you to the head of the bed.
Her arms come to rest around your back, tightly gripping you in a bear hug. She sighs, suddenly calming down as she clutches your body.
"w-w-what?"
You breathe in, taking in the surprisingly pleasant scent of this woman's hair. She continues holding onto you, and a hint of recollection begins to form in the corner of your mind.
"Do you remember me?" Her frail voice asks.
Her warmth vanishes as Rae's iron grip grabs the girl under the armpit and drags her off the bed, making her yelp in pain and complain.
As you see her get dragged away, the tears on her face become evident.
Rae pulls her small body all the way out of the bedroom door, only dropping her once she was in the hallway. She steps back in and slams the door behind her, leaving a moment of eerie silence before sinking down to the ground in front of it.
"Fuck, I knew this would be a bad idea..." She mutters, wrapping her arms around her knees.
"What the fuck just happened? Who was that?"
She stares at the ground, lost in her thoughts for a moment before regaining herself. "We wanted to start introducing you to more of your friends. I invited a few over, and they promised that they'd be composed. But Tina..." She shakes her head. "She's always gotten a little crazy around you. It was my fault, I should've kept my eye on her."
You swing your feet over the edge of the bed and set them on the floor. "Who else is here?"
"There's two more. I'll let them introduce themselves," she quietly says.
"Are you sure you want me to still meet them? I mean..." You stand up and walk toward her, then sit down beside her.
"I can't keep you from them forever," she whispers.
"I guess," you hesitantly reply. "Alright, then. I'll talk to them."
Rae's eyes snap up to yours as you stand up.
You reach for the handle, but she doesn't budge from in front of the door.
"Rae?" You look down.
She slowly stands up, and you shoot her a soft smile.
You take one step out of the room, then stop as her cool hand grabs onto her arm.
"I need to tell you something before you go."
...
"No, no, nonononononono," you mutter under your breath. "No way there's more."
"I can introduce you to the rest later," Rae mutters.
"Wait, so what about them? Was I still dating them before the accident?"
"You decided that those relationships weren't going to be much more than casual. You knew you couldn't devote yourself to many more girlfriends, so..."
"I... chose you four?" You speak, feeling an ugly taste in your mouth.
"Well, it kinda just happened. You've known most of us the longest, and it just... I don't know."
"You don't know."
"Yeah."
"Well, fuck, I don't know either. But I guess I'll meet them now. What's the worst that could happen?"
...
Aria rolls her neck around, stretching out the kinks.
It's been a while. I haven't heard any screaming or shouting, so I guess things are going well.
Her curiosity gets the better of her, and she walks out of her room and down the stairs.
She follows the muffled sounds of voices all the way down to the kitchen, and she peeks her eyes around the corner.
Her jaw hangs loose as she sees the sight before her, and she quickly peels her head back before anyone notices.
Holy shit.
The sight's already burned itself into her eyes, and she leans forward again, suddenly craving the view again.
She sees you lying flat on your back on the massive living room sofa, with Sydney's pussy buried on your face. Her face contorts in delight as she pulses her hips back and forth on you while your tongue swirls inside her.
Meanwhile, your cock was buried in Tina's snatch, the younger girl fighting back the torrent of moans threatening to pierce everyone's ears as she grinds her hips back and forth furiously.
The fingers of your left hand were pushing into Celine's wet folds, reaching into her tightness and stretching her out while she guided them in further. She humps her hips as you blindly curl your fingers around, releasing whimpers of pure bliss.
Finally, Aria's vision turns to the final girl, almost hidden by the other three. Rae was riding your other hand, lifting and dropping her fit body onto your fingers as you pressed them up into her.
Both of the girls riding your hands keep their hands on your arms, gripping you tightly. Sydney and Tina lean forward for a sloppy kiss over your body, encouraging Celine and Rae to do the same, throwing caution to the wind as they moan wildly into each other's mouths.
Aria exhales slowly, consciously making sure her hands stay above her waistline.
A whirlwind of feelings passes through her head, and she finally strips her eyes away from the sight.
She walks into the kitchen, grabs a box of crackers from the shelf, and walks out, with full confidence that no one would notice her.
She shakes her head as she walks upstairs, sliding a salty cracker between her lips.