Chapter 57

~Marcia~

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Kwan asks me for the fifth time since the incident with Hazel and her ex-boyfriend.

“I’m fine, I promise,” I giggle while we sit on the grass and watch the fire.

It’s dark now; most of the light coming from the fire pit, which is casting a soft glow over the area. I’m sitting next to Kwan while still wearing my white sundress with the cute pink flowers. Kwan is dressed casually, and I can’t help but occasionally glance over to his handsome face. The shifting glow from the fire makes him even more attractive.

“As long as you’re sure,” he smiles.

“I am,” I nod, brushing my dark hair back behind my ears. “It’s sweet how concerned you are for me, but I’m mostly worried about Hazel.”

“What that guy said and did was disgusting,” Kwan says vehemently. “I’m glad she has such great friends to support her.”

“Yeah, she’s stuck with us,” I smirk. “Whether she likes it or not.”

The two of us fall silent and I take the opportunity to survey my surroundings. It’s an amazing night. The moon is high in the sky and I can see a handful of stars, although most are out of sight due to light pollution. Fireflies dart around, staying a few feet above the grass. I can even hear a few crickets, although the music being played mostly drowns them out.

Tents are set up and a few people are still playing games or sitting at tables. Frank Morrow is once again at a table with his video game and I smile as I remember that day at the mall with Mom. I know Frank has a little crush on me and I think it’s sweet. He’s a nice guy, he just needs to learn to be social. He tends to turn red whenever a girl even looks at him. I can’t imagine Frank from AP Physics taking a girl into a mall bathroom and fucking her, like Steven did with me that day.

Kwan’s friend Charles is relaxing a few feet away from us with his girlfriend, Olivia from The Jewelry Box. Kyle, Lexi’s brother is still flirting with Kayla’s cousin Abigail while they roast marshmallows. Amanda Sawyer is sitting in a chair by the fire, enjoying the evening mostly by herself.

Josh Morris and Shannon Gardner are standing nearby. I’m happy about their apology to Hazel and Kayla. We may be done with high school, but it’ll be nice to move forward with fewer grudges. The apology should also help Hazel, since she tends to get emotional and judge herself. Then lash out at the rest of us.

Kayla is talking with Lexi, Nicole, and Steven. The redheads are still in bikinis and Kayla has on a black bikini top and her jean shorts. The four of them are drinking; Steven has a beer while the girls sip on wine coolers. It looks like quite a few people are drinking now.

Kwan wraps an arm around my shoulders and I snuggle up to him as I glance over at the pool. There’s enough light for me to be able to see there are still people splashing around in the water. Dan and a few other guys are in the water, along with three topless ladies: Brittney O’Connor, Emily Hawthorne, and Jennifer Rhodes. I can’t blame the guys, even I spend a couple minutes watching the wet, bouncing boobies.

“Having fun?” Charles asks as he and Olivia approach, sitting down with us.

“Yeah, definitely,” Kwan nods as Josh Morris and Shannon walk by us and disappear from view. “You?”

“Yes!” Olivia breathes. “It’s not every day you get to party at a billionaire’s mansion.”

“Steven’s not THAT rich,” I giggle. “But, yeah, this house is amazing!”

“You’ve known Kayla for a long time, right?” Charles questions. “Have you been coming here since you were a kid?”

“Yeah, Kayla, Hazel, Ashley, and I have been friends for years,” I answer. “I think we were six or seven when Kayla’s parents bought this place.”

“That must have been a fun time,” Olivia comments, wrapping her arms around her legs as she rests her chin on her knees.

“It was,” I smile at the memories. “The entire mansion was completely empty at first. They only had a bit of furniture from a much smaller place, so even after moving in most of the rooms were empty.”

“That sounds creepy,” Olivia laughs.

“No way!” I shake my head. “We ran around the huge house, slid around on the floors. It was amazing for hide-and-seek. I remember Ashley won a game because she ran out of the house and hid in the storage shed.”

“That one?” Charles asks, gesturing toward the huge storage shed on the other side of the yard. “That’s more like another house!”

“Yeah, that one,” I confirm with a nod. “It pretty much is a house. Windows, electricity, rooms. It could probably be converted to a house. We used it as a clubhouse for awhile.”

“That sounds like a better clubhouse than the fort my friends and I built in my backyard,” Kwan smirks, squeezing my shoulder affectionately.

“We had a lot of fun games,” I tell them. “In one of them, we divided the shed into sections. We were each the queen of our own section and went to war with each other.”

“I thought only little boys played war games,” Charles laughs. “Damn, that’s great.”

“Little girls are way more vicious,” I inform the guy. “Ashley and Hazel are hair-pullers and Kayla bites.”

“She’s right,” Olivia agrees. “My cousin broke my nose when we were pretending to be ninjas.”

“That’s hilarious,” Kwan laughs.

“It wasn’t all fighting, we did like to play with dolls as well,” I admit. “Ashley made hers capes so they’d be superheroes. Their cover was they were professional models by day, so it was slightly girly. My dolls had families.”

“Mine went on exotic vacations,” Olivia giggles. “I remember I had surfboards for all of them and used to pretend they were in Hawaii. I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii.”

“You’d look great in a grass skirt and a coconut bra,” Charles husks.

“Down boy,” Olivia smirks, playfully swatting her boyfriend’s chest.

The four of us continue telling stories about our childhood hobbies. They laugh when I tell them about Steven paying for we girls to take horseback riding lessons and I end up being terrified of the horse. In my defense, horses are big! I also tell them a funny ice-skating story where I land on my butt and slide halfway across the rink.

I’m still the quiet girl, and I think I always will be. Still, it’s not hard talking to these people. They’re nice and I feel safe. I glance over at Steven and notice that Lexi and Nicole are both hanging off of him. Although, I’m surprised to realize that Kayla isn’t there anymore. Seeing Steven with his two redheads distracts me from worrying much about Kayla. I am in love with Steven. The father of one of my childhood friends. He’s so kind and handsome and I feel so much chemistry with him. I understand why Lexi wants all of us to be with Steven. All of us together forever. It’s an alluring idea.

But, I also want someone who can make me his number one priority. I don’t necessarily need monogamy, especially since I know I can never stop making love with my Slut-sisters. Or Steven. I just love the idea of being the center of someone’s world. Of being with a guy whose heart skips a beat when he hears my name. Is that Kwan? I don’t know. Shawn and I didn’t work out, and I’m still a little hesitant to open myself up to this guy.

Kwan gets us drinks, with Charles opting for soda because he’s driving tonight. I’m intrigued that Kwan has a beer, is he definitely planning on staying over? I remember how nice of a guy he was when things were moving too fast in that changing stall; he’s not expecting sex. Hoping for it, maybe. But not expecting it.

Sipping on my drink, I notice Shannon Gardner and Josh Morris leave the house, now dressed in swim suits. Brittney, Emily, and Jennifer scream from the pool for Shannon to take her top off. Josh, Dan, and the few other guys in the pool all express their agreement.

Giggling cutely, Shannon shyly removes her top while blushing before crossing her arms over her chest. The cheering encourages her to lower her arms and expose herself. Josh and Shannon then jump in the pool. There are now four topless cheerleaders frolicking in the water. What I like the most is that the four girls can still be close again, even after previous drama. Letting go of grudges, forgiving each other. We’re all growing up.

“It must have been lonely with only two people living in this giant house,” Charles observes at one point. “They probably loved having you girls over.”

“We spent so much time there,” I respond, a tinge of sadness in my voice. “It wasn’t long after they moved in that Kayla’s mom died.”

“Can I ask how she passed?” Olivia inquires gently.

“Brain tumor,” I answer simply. “Her mom was having headaches and they went to the hospital. Doctors tried to remove it, but they couldn’t save her. Kayla and Steven were a wreck.”

“Of course they were,” Kwan nods in sympathy.

“My parents always thought Kayla was gonna have more siblings. A lot more. Which was why they got a house with all these bedrooms,” I continue. “I only found out later that they were planning to adopt because Kayla’s mom had a tough pregnancy with her. Then she died and Steven’s heart broke.”

“Shit, that’s horrible,” Olivia sighs. “He seems like such a great guy. I hope the age thing doesn’t cause problems with him and Lexi. Or him and Nicole.”

“I don’t think it will,” I shake my head. “They really love each other.”

“Plus, he gets to tell everyone he bagged sisters,” Charles smirks, causing Olivia to smack him on the shoulder.

“Lexi has been quite the addition to our group,” I giggle.

“She’s, ah, definitely one-of-a-kind,” Kwan nods at the redhead.

Lexi is still in her light-blue bikini and is currently standing behind her sister, pantomiming fucking her from behind. Steven is laughing uproariously while Nicole is turning red. Placing her hand on Nicole’s shoulder, Lexi encourages the older redhead to bend forward, imitating doggystyle. Lexi then pretends to spank Nicole’s ass. Nicole starts laughing, gasping in surprise when Lexi grabs the back of her forest green bikini bottoms and yanks them up.

“She is,” I agree.

I tell them a little more about Lexi joining our friend group, skipping over the more intimate details. We stop talking for a few minutes when someone turns up the music and everyone gets out of the pool. The guys get the girls drinks so they can stand around the fire in just their bikini bottoms. Soon they’re all drinking and singing by the fire, the four cheerleaders topless and letting their girls hang free.

I’m shocked Amanda Sawyer is still here. The quiet girl is blushing in her chair, seemingly embarrassed for the topless girls and not comfortable even being around them. Amanda always wears baggy clothes and rarely talks when she does come to events like this. Am I imagining things, or does she seem upset? She is kind of watching the shenanigans near the fire pit, but she keeps looking toward the house. Or am I just crazy? Some looks and uncomfortable squirming aren’t much to go on.

Nicole and Lexi keep their tops on, but they’re happy to drink and dance with the other girls. Things heat up when Jennifer and Emily pour beer down the front of Shannon’s chest. Brittney then leads Dan and Josh Morris over so they can suck beer from Shannon’s tits ... Not one to be outdone, Lexi pulls down her right bikini cup and covers her boob in wine from her bottle. She then holds Steven’s head to her tit so he can suck up the wine. Amanda’s face is bright red, likely not only shocked by the cheerleaders’ behavior, but also by the fact that a parent is involved.

I smirk when I realize that Kyle and Abigail are now missing. Kayla’s cousin and the brother of the two redheads? Interesting. We all know the twins love redheads, and Abigail even has her own bedroom. I’m glad Kyle is being more accepting of our lifestyle. A sexy coed with flawless caramel skin can have that effect on a guy.

“We should probably get going,” Olivia sighs during a lull in conversation.

“The bedrooms are probably all spoken for, but there are plenty of tents and sleeping bags,” I point out. “You could stay.”

“I wish, but someone has to work tomorrow,” Charles rolls his eyes as he gestures at his girlfriend with his thumb.

“Jewelry doesn’t sell itself and I get paid commissions,” Olivia sticks out her tongue.

“Didn’t you make enough off that promise ring?” I tease.

“That was a nice one,” Olivia grins. “Oh, and I see that necklace you’re wearing is one of ours.”

“Steven got us all graduation presents,” I blush as I reach up to affectionately touch my Slut-sisters locket.

“It looks great on you,” Kwan compliments. “But, everything does.”

“So sweet I might throw up,” Charles snorts.

“Knock it off,” Olivia rolls her eyes as she gets to her feet.

“I guess we really are leaving now,” Charles grumbles, standing as well.

Kwan helps me up and we spend a few more minutes chatting with Charles and Olivia. Apparently, Olivia has a very early shift so they really do need to get going. I hope Kwan doesn’t feel awkward here, only knowing me and a couple others. I’ll keep him safe.

“Thank you for having us,” Olivia says, hugging me.

“Thanks for coming!” I reply, hugging her back.

“Congrats on graduating,” Charles adds, an evil grin on his face. “Be careful with Kwan, he’s a dog.”

“I think you’re lying,” I giggle.

“He is, Kwan’s a sweetie,” Olivia rolls her eyes, taking her boyfriend’s hand so they can thank Steven before leaving.

I watch Olivia and Charles as they walk toward the gate holding hands. Once they’re gone, I turn my gaze back to the fire pit. Everyone is still dancing and drinking, including a couple of the football players who were suspended for jumping David. I’m glad they’re here. They deserve a good time.

The crowd continues to thin as time passes. Some people are going home while others are finding places to hook-up or go to sleep. In addition to the large overhanging tents, there are a bunch of personal tents now set up all over the yard. I can tell there are people in the bounce house as well. I’m not sure if they’re fucking or just jumping.

Amanda Sawyer is still in her chair, her eyes wide as she watches Brittney and Jennifer making out for the enjoyment of the guys. Both girls are only wearing bikini bottoms, their bare boobs squished together as they kiss. I can see the swim trunks of most of the guys are now uncomfortably tight. Like Amanda, Kwan is also unable to look away. He blushes when I playfully swat his shoulder and roll my eyes at him.

I think Lexi is horny and impatient because she keeps tugging on Steven’s arm and stomping her foot. I’m guessing Steven isn’t going to go inside until most people are asleep. Someone has to be responsible and keep an eye on the fire. The flames are still high and several people are tossing in the occasional branch. Lexi is continuing to pester Steven as I let out a loud yawn, feeling incredibly relaxed standing next to Kwan.

“Tired?” Kwan asks, looking over at me.

“A little,” I shrug. “Mostly just relaxed.”

“I can get going if you wanna go to bed?” he offers nervously.

“You’re not gonna stay over?” I pout cutely.

“I, ah, I did bring an overnight bag,” Kwan blushes slightly. “I just didn’t want to assume anything.”

“Hm, then why did you bring the bag?” I question, twirling a lock of raven hair with my fingers.

“Uh, we could, um, sleep in separate tents or something?” he suggests. “Or separate sleeping bags in the same tent?”

“You should go get your bag,” I tell him in a small voice, suddenly feeling nervous as well. “N-no promises, but um, we can put up a tent and spend some time alone.”

“I’d like that,” Kwan smiles.

Kwan and I each get our overnight bags and meet up again in the back yard. Lexi catches my eye and waggles her eyebrows, causing me to blush bright red. Turning away from the brat, I walk with Kwan toward where Steven has all the supplies we’ll need to camp out.

We grab a two-person tent and a mallet for the spikes or stakes, whatever they’re called. Pegs? I’m going with pegs. I pick up two pillows as well, and then there’s an awkward moment while we decide on sleeping bags. We avoid the awkwardness by getting a two-person sleeping bag and two individuals so we can worry about it later. Then I help Kwan put up the tent. Or, to be more accurate, Kwan puts up the tent while I make things more difficult.

“Oops! Sorry, sorry!” I exclaim when I accidentally kick the unused pegs, scattering them.

“Never been camping before?” Kwan asks with a chuckle.

“I have,” I reply, gathering up the pegs. “I just never helped with this part.”

“Well, here’s your chance to learn,” he smirks, handing me the mallet.

“This isn’t going to end well,” I quip, accepting the mallet.

It starts out about as bad as I predict, but Kwan is a good teacher. This really isn’t that difficult at all, it’s just something I’ve never done before. We have a nice spot with no one too close by, allowing us to tease each other and laugh in relative privacy. Soon, we’re looking at a fully assembled tent.

“Camping out in the backyard was such a great idea,” Kwan smiles as he admires the tent.

“Well, there are only so many bedrooms,” I giggle, my cheeks slightly pink. “And, ah, some people will probably fall asleep in the living rooms, but they can’t get busy there.”

“Really, ‘get busy?’” he laughs.

“Don’t laugh at me!” I pout, crossing my arms as I stomp my foot.

“That’s adorable,” Kwan smiles at me affectionately.

I stick out my tongue before grabbing my overnight bag and entering the tent. Using the lights from our phones, we get everything set up inside. Kwan sets his phone down so that the flashlight will illuminate the tent. I find myself sitting on my knees on the two-person sleeping bag, looking at him while we talk.

“Any chance we’ll end up in any of the same classes at CSUA?” I ask Kwan while tugging down the hem of my sundress to make sure I’m covered.

“I don’t think you’re gonna major in computer science,” he replies with a smirk.

“No, definitely not,” I shake my head. “Even if I did, I’d be two years behind you.”

“Yeah, that’s true,” Kwan nods. “And I’m basically done with all my gen ed courses. We can still meet up and grab lunch or walk around campus.”

“You sure you won’t be embarrassed to be seen with a freshman?” I giggle.

“Are you kidding?” he laughs. “Everyone will be jealous of me when they see the gorgeous girl I’m walking with.”

“There’s that cheesiness,” I grin.

Kwan and I continue talking and flirting. I use all my best flirting techniques, batting my eyelashes at him and reaching out to touch his arm. Our flirting grows more suggestive, both of us making dirty jokes and crude comments. Well, dirty and crude for us. For Lexi, it’s probably super restrained. Either way, Kwan and I are quite comfortable with each other.

“I, ah, I actually got you something,” Kwan stammers. “Something for graduation.”

“Aw! You didn’t have to!” I exclaim as he reaches for his overnight bag. “Why wait so long to give it to me?”

“Because I thought it might be weird,” he admits while extracting a wrapped clothing box with a card taped to it. “I thought it would be kind of silly and remind you of how we met. Then I thought it might be creepy and then I got sick to my stomach.”

“I’m sure I’ll love it!” I declare, smirking when I think I figure out what it is. I reach both hands out for the box. “Give it to me, give it to me!”

“Maybe just the card. The box is dumb and creepy and I suck at this,” he tries to pull the box back, but I snag it anyway.

“Nope, too late!” I smirk. “You got me something and I promise to love it.”

I open the card first, smiling at the cat wearing a graduation cap. Inside the card is a gift card for a chain coffee place. Thanking Kwan, I set aside the card and unwrap the box. A blush colors my cheeks when I hold up the royal purple satin and lace slip. It has spaghetti straps and a v-neck outlined in see-thru black lace. The slip falls to mid-thigh and has a plunging back. There’s also a matching robe.

“B-because we met while I was trying to help Charles pick out something for Olivia,” Kwan blushes. “Oh, shit. It’s totally creepy and you think I’m a pervert.”

“I love it!” I grin at him. “It’s not creepy, it’s sweet!”

“I’m just glad you like it,” he mumbles shyly.

“Why don’t you wait outside while I try this on?” I suggest.

“Uh, really?” Kwan eyes are like saucers.

“Yes! Now wait outside, mister!” I laugh, waving at him with my hand. “Go on, get!”

“Just call out when you’re ready,” he says, leaving the tent.

My sandals are already off, so I start by slipping out of my sundress. As short as I am, I still can’t comfortably stand in the tent. After glancing at the entrance to make sure I’m alone, I take off my bra and place it in my bag with my dress. My undies don’t match the slip, but it’s not see-thru and I’m still getting comfortable with Kwan. I’m keeping my panties on.

The purple slip falls to mid-thigh and I take a minute to adjust the straps. Only the black lace around the edges are see-thru, so the lingerie actually covers me better than a bikini. The plunge back falls almost low enough to expose my butt, and some more see-thru black lace goes a little higher. I put on the robe and tie it before laying across the sleeping bag and looking right at the entrance.

“I’m ready!” I announce, twirling the strap of the robe.

Kwan enters the tent and freezes, his eyes wide when he sees me. I giggle when he reaches behind himself and zips up the tent, his mouth hanging open slightly. Sitting up, I seductively take off the robe and set it aside. The way he’s looking at me, I feel like the sexiest woman in the world.

“Hi,” Kwan whispers.

“Hi!” I laugh, patting the spot beside me. “Come sit. Let’s talk.”

Shuffling toward me, Kwan sits down a few feet away. I giggle and scoot closer to him, leaning over to peck his cheek. Sitting up, I notice his eyes drop to my chest. I waggle my eyebrows when he looks back up at my face. The blush is adorable. It also doesn’t stop him from glancing down at my legs.

“W-what do you wanna talk about?” he questions.

“We should probably get some things out in the open,” I say, letting out a breath. “Before, um, before things go any further.”

“Do you have a tail or something?” Kwan teases to lighten the tension. “Or am I about to find out you’re a man down there? Because with you, I’m not sure either one would be a deal breaker.”

“That was too cute. And a little weird. I like it!” I giggle. “And I seem to remember your fingers up my twat back in that dressing room. You know I don’t have a dick!”

“That’s true,” he nods. “Just the tail, then?”

“Maybe,” I bite my lower lip nervously. “I, ah, I still don’t think I’m quite ready for you to play around with my lady parts. I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to apologize for,” Kwan states sincerely. “I’m happy just spending time with you.”

“You’re so sweet,” I whisper, leaning forward to peck my lips. “And, um, just to be clear, I meant my downstairs lady parts. The girls might like some attention.”

“I’d be happy to give them all the attention they deserve,” he chuckles. “But, um, maybe we should go over what you wanted to talk about?”

“Right!” I exclaim, taking a few moments to gather my thoughts. “I guess I’ll start by telling you there was this guy I was sort of seeing, Shawn. Things were going well, but there were some things about me he couldn’t handle. So, it didn’t work out.”

“I knew it,” Kwan nods as he sighs. “You do have a tail.”

“I do not!” I gasp, playfully punching his shoulder. When I do, I briefly glance down and notice the charm bracelet on my wrist. The one from Shawn.

“Hm, no webbed toes,” he says, glancing down at my bare feet.

“There’s nothing wrong with my body,” I grumble, crossing my arms and glaring at him.

“It does seem ... perfect,” Kwan whispers.

“It is! And if you keep insinuating it isn’t, you might never get to see the rest of it,” I blow a raspberry playfully.

“I’m so sorry!” he wraps his arms around me, his hands at my shoulder as he gives me a side-hug and kisses my temple. “What couldn’t he handle?”

“You already know that Ashley, Kayla, Hazel, and I are really close,” I begin when he releases me. “A few months ago, the crazy redhead joined our group. Then our entire world changed.”

“How’s that?” Kwan wonders.

“Kayla is not wrong to call her ‘Hurricane Lexi.’” I giggle. “Her blend of brattiness and redheaded sluttiness bends reality to her will.”

“What does that mean?” he laughs.

“Long story short? The five of us are really close and we promised to always be in each other’s lives,” I answer simply. “We call ourselves ‘Slut-sisters’ and Nicole joined later. We regularly have sex.”

“You’re saying you’re bisexual?” Kwan asks to clarify.

“I guess,” I shrug. “I mean, I can’t imagine marrying a woman, but I love making love with my Slut-sisters. I told Shawn I couldn’t stop, even if we were together.”

“And he couldn’t handle that,” he states, nodding in understanding. “Sex is really intimate. It makes sense. It’s weird for a guy to think it doesn’t count if his girlfriend has sex with a woman. Sex is sex.”

“Does that mean you can’t handle it either?” I sigh.

“I don’t know,” Kwan slowly replies. “If we were a couple? I don’t know. It’s not something I have any experience in. It’ll take some time to wrap my head around all this.”

“Well, get ready for another bombshell,” I smirk.

“Hit me with it,” he gestures for me to continue.

“I’m also having sex with Steven, Kayla’s father,” I let out a breath. “We all are. I told Shawn I could stop, but I can’t. So, uh, yeah. I’m a slut.”

“You’re not all pregnant, are you?” Kwan asks, clearly still overwhelmed.

“No!” I laugh. “I told you I was on the pill. Just Hazel. That would be crazy.”

“And this isn’t crazy?” he raises his eyebrows.

“Fine, fine, it is,” I admit.

“Kayla doesn’t care that her friends are sleeping with her father?” Kwan wonders.

“Nah, it doesn’t bother her at all,” I shrug. He’s not close enough to us to be told the big secret about Kayla and Steven.

Kwan asks a few more questions and also insists that I’m not a slut. I give him a quick kiss for that and explain more about my past. Our past. The Slut-sisters are forever. It takes a little while, but he’s slowly getting over the shock. Soon we’re making jokes again and teasing each other. The flirting is back.

“This is a lot to take in,” Kwan says eventually. “I don’t know what I can or can’t handle in the future. What I know right now is that I really like you, Marcia. I’d like to keep getting to know you. I hope that’s okay?”

“I think you should kiss me,” I whisper, looking at him intently.

Reaching his hand out, Kwan cups my cheek, his thumb caressing my skin as he gazes into my eyes. We lean in at the same time, our lips touching as butterflies fill my stomach. I feel a spark of electricity when we start to kiss, a small moan escaping my lips.

It’s a long, passionate kiss. Our tongues slowly dance as we get to know each other’s rhythms. It’s not our first kiss, but I’m counting it as our first. This time I know him, this time I feel a connection. Being physical really is a thousand times better with a person I know, a person who I’m not just lusting for.

My hand holds his bicep as I move closer to him. The fingers of my other hand lightly tease his inner thigh. My touch gives Kwan the courage to escalate things. His hand caresses my leg before he reaches up to cup my breast. I gasp into his mouth when he slips his hand into my slip and palms my tit. Pressing my chest into his hand, I smile against his lips, knowing he can feel how hard my nipple is.

Both of Kwan’s hands are on me now, his hands reaching for the straps of my lingerie. He tugs down both straps, letting my boobs pop out. A shiver passes through me when he cups my breasts and squeezes them together. It feels like I have a tiny orgasm when his thumb brushes my nipple.

Kwan breaks our kiss so he can run his lips down my neck. I moan softly, my hand reaching between his legs to rub his bulge. He kisses down to my breasts and starts lightly sucking on my tit-flesh while avoiding my nipples. I gasp and groan as he slobbers all over my cleavage.

My free hand grabs the back of his head while my other continues to stimulate his erection from outside his shorts. I can tell Kwan is having the time of his life playing with my tits. He’s squeezing them, squishing them together, sucking on my nipples. It’s not enough to make me cum, but the breast play and nipple stimulation feels incredible.

“Mm, I think it’s my turn to suck on something,” I husk, my head tilted back.

“R-really?” he whispers, lifting his head from my tits.

“Mhm,” I nod, biting my lower lip as I reach for his shorts with both hands.

The offer of a blowjob convinces Kwan to release my boobs long enough for the two of us to pull his shorts and underwear down to his knees. I scoot my bum back a little while jacking him off. Then I give him a small smirk before lowering my head and taking him into my mouth.