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"You were amazing." He said gently.
"Did you know? Like, everything they were going to do?"
"No, they gave us a brief outline and I had to make educated guesses, but I didn’t know everything." Sam said earnestly.
"Did you think I would make it?"
"I don’t think you’re a quitter, but I wouldn’t have been disappointed if you didn’t go all the way."
"I feel a bit sick." Tegan said, patting her stomach.
"I’m not surprised." They stopped outside the bathrooms. "Are you gonna be ok? I don’t think I can go in with you."
"I’ll be ok." Tegan patted Sam gently on the arm and went in to get cleaned up.
Tegan and the other woman entered the bathroom together. It was not dissimilar to the style of the bathroom at the last party she had attended, the one she’d been paid for – but this was smaller, much like the house was overall in comparison with only three shower heads in the communal shower area. She saw one of her dresses and her shoes sitting next to a towel and took the shower closest, turning on the water and using her wetted hands to scrape the gunk off her skin before adjusting the temperature to warm.
"Ugh, I’m beat." Said the other woman.
"I’m going to ache for days." Tegan agreed, turning to face her letting the water run down her back. "I’m Tegan by the way." It felt unusual to offer her real name up front.
"Zoe." The other woman answered, massaging soap into her heavy breasts. "So… what’s your deal?"
"My deal?"
"Yeah… like why are you here. Who brought you?" Zoe clarified.
"I was brought by one of my housemates. Honestly I came because I was asked, I didn’t really think about it." Tegan said, lathering herself up with body wash.
"Wow." Zoe said. "I was brought by my boyfriend. We’ve been swinging for about a year, and I do cam shows as a side gig. Sometimes with him but mostly solo."
"That sounds fun." Tegan said fascinated "That might be a cool way to make extra cash."
"It’s mostly about the tease, but it’s amazing what some guys will pay to see you put stuff in your butt, especially if you make it look like it hurts."
"So you have some practice with that." Tegan said wryly.
"Oh yeah." Zoe said, returning Tegan’s smile. "No offence but when I saw the look on your face when you saw that dildo I knew I had the challenge in the bag. Did you enjoy the cocktail?"
"No, but more than I would have trying to fit that thing in my ass." Tegan conceded.
"Different strokes." Zoe shrugged, turning back around to wash her front. "I personally hate cum. The texture makes it a real struggle to swallow. My boyfriend doesn’t mind, because it means he can facial me as much as he wants. So you screw your housemate often?"
"I screw all of them." Tegan admitted. It felt easy to admit that to Zoe, considering her side gig. "A few months ago I offered to let them start sharing me in exchange for paying my rent and bills."
"Wow, and this was part of that deal?"
"No, the deal is for regular sex only. But I am open to other suggestions. Some things I say no to, but not many."
"Ah." Zoe finished rinsing off and turned off the water. "That’s pretty adventurous. So you’re not really in a relationship right now?"
"Not really. Not many guys would be down for being in a relationship with someone who’s got a free use deal with her roomies." Tegan finished rinsing off as well and reached for her towel, drying herself. "You said you and your boyfriend swing?"
"Yeah, we go to clubs. Do partner swapping, sometimes he loans me out to couples looking for a unicorn. He also sometimes acts as a bull for cucks."
Tegan parsed the terminology, pretty sure she understood all that.
"So he’s cool with you offering yourself to an ex for this challenge?"
"Can’t imagine why he wouldn’t be, considering he just spent the night watching a bunch of strangers rail me. But we’ll talk about it before I commit." Zoe shrugged as she finished drying off and pulled on a tight cropped t-shirt that barely covered her nipples, leaving plenty of underboob, and a pair of tiny shorts. Tegan finished drying herself and pulled on her dress Sam had supplied. Typically, there was no underwear.
"Hey, this might sound weird but would you be interested in sharing your number?" Zoe asked, picking up her phone. "Like, maybe we could do something sometime, since you’re not attached?"
"That is weird…" Tegan thought about it for a minute "…but fuck it, sure."
Tegan had left her phone with Sam but gave Zoe her number with instructions to text her so she could save it, and then they left the bathroom together. Sam was waiting back in the ballroom and handed her her phone as they walked outside together.
"You’ve been blowing up." Sam commented.
"Are you surprised?" Tegan chided him.
"Not really." Sam smirked. "So who’d you send the pic to?"
"Well since I guess you have to know, my ex, Jackson. Did I ever tell you about him?"
"Don’t think so."
"He used to try and get me to play strip games and show me off to his friends." Tegan clung to Sam’s arm for energy, she was feeling an ache down below and walking was hard. "If only he could see me now."
"Seems like he probably will."
"Did you read my messages?" Tegan asked.
"Well no, but his name came up on your lock screen."
"Ah."
They returned to the car together and Tegan opted to sit in the back seat so she could recline sideways with her feet up while she read her messages. Sam drove, occasionally peppering the silence with questions about whether she enjoyed herself and how she was feeling, but Tegan’s attention was mostly on her phone. She saw the message from Zoe, who had thrown her cum-selfie in, as well as a shot of her pussy and tits from below for good measure. Tegan saved her details and, feeling daring, sent her own cum-selfie in return.
Then she turned her attention to the message thread with Jackson.
>> WTF
>> Tegan?
>> Did you get hacked???
Hey. <<
Miss me? <<
>> Did you get hacked or smth
No <<
Just thought you might want to see what I’ve been up to since we broke up <<
>> ngl that’s hot
>> But surprised to hear from you
Well you remember why we broke up <<
>> We didn’t really get to talk about it
We talked about it all the time, Jax <<
You tried to push me to do things I wasn’t ready to do <<
>> Sorry Teegz
>> But why msg me now then? With that pic?
Because I’ve changed a lot since then <<
>> You want to get back together?
No <<
>> :/
But I will let you have me <<
One last time <<
>> Like a booty call?
I mean you own me for 48 hours <<
And you can do whatever you want <<
>> Bullshit
No bullshit. You free next weekend? <<
>> Uh yeah, but I’m struggling to believe you.
That pic not proof enough? <<
>> Could b shopped
Tegan lifted her skirt and took a pic of her pussy, trying to get an angle with her face in the shot. Her lips were still puffy and red from the repeated fucking and her efforts with the dildo.
Good enough? <<
>> If I say no will you keep sending me pics?
One more <<
>> Spread your pussy
Tegan complied, spreading herself with her fingers and giving her a closeup shot of her soft pink folds and exposed clit. She didn’t really see the appeal of such a macroscopic view without context, but maybe that was because she was a girl. Guys liked it for some reason.
>> Fuck you got me hard
He sent her a picture of his hand wrapped around his cock.
Next weekend. 48 hours. You own me. <<
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