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Chapter 6 by ZincStandard ZincStandard

What happens next?

A round of applause.

Finally, you feel the spasms in her pussy subside, the last of her peak rolling over her. As she's left panting, clutching the railing behind her for dear life, you withdraw your fingers with a slurp. As you do, you hear a sound of applause: from all around the two of you, a ring of spectators are clapping in appreciation, a couple offering wolf-whistles.

The sound brings Heather back to full consciousness. As her eyes flutter open and her head lifts to regard the audience surrounding her, a flush creeps back into her cheeks. She looks amazed, but not scared.

"They're...they're happy for me...." She says it distantly, like she can't really believe it.

"'Course they are," you reply jauntily. "You're a bad bitch and you just gave them the show of watching you have a beautiful orgasm. Why wouldn't they be happy?" To punctuate your point, you bring the fingers still coated in her wetness to your lips and pop them into your mouth, quickly sucking them clean. Her juices taste sweet.

As the applause dies down and the crowd starts to move on, Heather blinks and shakes herself. A smile blossoms on her lips. "Wow. That was...I don't know if I've ever cum that hard." She meets your gaze again. "Thank you."

Well, shit...if that isn't just the cutest thing you've ever seen. Impulsively, you lean in and press your lips to hers in a passionate kiss. She responds in kind, and you spend a moment enjoying a heated makeout session, tongues stroking against one another while your hands reach around to squeeze that bounteous ass.

Breaking apart, you offer her another smile. "Hey, you wanna grab coffee?"

Her own smile abruptly evaporates, replaced with a familiar look of trepidation. "Uh...w-well, no offense," she stammers, "but, I mean, I hardly know you...."

Oh, right. "Sorry, I meant, do you want to grab coffee and then fuck after we drink it? Or while we do?"

Instantly, her smile returns. "Oh! I gotcha. Yeah, that sounds great!"

Whew, good thing you caught that quick—could've been awkward if she got the wrong idea.

What's next?

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