Bonus Yaz and Valerie's Night

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I was going to skip to the next morning, but a few comments wanted to know how Yaz and Valerie’s night went so I wrote a short little chapter showcasing it

Isla was drunk. She was very drunk. She had never felt this way before. Most of her evening was wonderful. She'd bonded with her sister in a way she hadn't since she was a child. She even seemed to get on very well with Sarah and Jenny.

Then Jenny had suggested something called Kings cup. It was wonderful fun at first. But then Isla had to drink that titular cup, along with all the other drinks she consumed during the game. If she had to pick one moment when things went wrong it was that one.

She had decided to head home. Sarah had refused to let her walk back to the yacht alone, but Isla wasn't a baby. She was centuries old, she didn’t need help walking home. So she told Sarah she had to use the bathroom first.

Of course these bathrooms had two entrances so Isla just kept on walking. Isla had confidently picked a direction and set up, but of course she had picked the wrong way. After hitting the beach with no sign of boats anywhere, she realized she was lost.

She wouldn't give up though. She had a magic die. “I wish I was *burp* a little less drunk.” She tossed it. She picked it up without looking at it but she was pretty sure it had worked. Her head felt a little more clear.

“I wish I wasn't drunk.” That's what she meant to ask for the first time. She only needed a 7 to succeed. It landed on 19. Wow, she felt a whole lot better now. Looking around she couldn't recognize any landmarks. Her drunk self really had gotten lost.

Luckily she had her phone and the magical thing known to humans as GPS. She'd be back at the yacht in no time.

Valerie was a little jealous. It was silly of course. Yaz was suffering. She'd had four orgasms since paying to reset her IQ. Who knows how many since she got locked in that belt.

Still, Valerie was horny and having Yaz naked, pressed against her, and constantly cumming wasn't helping. It had helped one thing. Valerie realized she couldn't deny it any longer. She was definitely bisexual.

Everyone else must think she's so stupid. Straight girls don't beg other girls to eat them out. Call it internalized homophobia or whatever, but it had been very hard for her to accept that side of herself. Had it not been for Harem Hotel she definitely would have spent her whole life without ever touching another woman sexually.

Now she was lying in bed staring at a woman she found extremely attractive. Their breasts were mashed together and even if she wanted to she couldn't pull away.

Yaz had fallen asleep. Endless orgasms took a lot out of a person. Valerie wondered if she could try taking care of her own needs. She spread her legs slightly and lowered one hand slowly.

Watching Yaz for any signs of waking she slowly slid a finger into her slit, relishing the wetness she found there. Slowly, quietly, she started to move her finger around. She felt her face flush and her nipples harden against Yaz. Her chest started to rise and fall as her breathing rate increased.

She felt herself reaching her peak, but just before that crescendo Yaz opened her eyes, “Val? What's going on?”

No! She pulled her hand away and felt her orgasm slip through her fingers. Damn, she was so close.

“Oh, it's nothing, go back to sleep Yaz.”

But Yaz wasn't that dumb, “Oh, I see. I'm sorry I didn't mean to disturb you.”

“No, I'm sorry. That wasn't very nice of me, not respectful towards you.” Valerie felt bad, if she had woken to find a roommate masturbating while face to face with her she'd be missed.

Yaz shook her head, “No. I get it. You have to be chained to me while I spend all night cumming, it's not fair. I promise I'll make it up to you.” Oh, there it was. A promise. Oh no.

“Yaz…” Valerie had to resist. All she had to do was say fuck me and Yaz would do it for her promise. But she had to be better than that. She gritted her teeth.

Yaz smiled, “How about if every time I cum, if you want it, I'll make you cum? Until this belt comes off anyway.”

“Yaz? Really I don't want you doing anything you aren't comfortable doing.”

“I suggested it, didn't I? Besides, I promised. Now close your eyes.”

Valerie obeyed and felt Yaz trace a finger across her breast. She shuddered at the touch. The finger kept going all the way to the valley between her legs. Yaz teased her, touching everywhere except her vulva. Finally she stopped and began to slowly slide her finger in and out, then spending more and more time rubbing her clit until Valerie was panting.

Valerie let out a moan. She wanted this so badly. She wanted to grab her and kiss her and hold her tight. But she resisted. She knew Yaz didn't want any of those things. Yaz was just a friend helping out a friend.

Finally Yaz pushed her over the edge. She bucked her hips and pressed her chest into Yaz as she came. It was delicious, but at the same time bitter. She was beginning to realize that sex without love just wasn't as special. She missed Eric. She missed that real connection that went both ways.

She opened her eyes and was surprised to see Yaz with hers closed. Then she realized someone had bought Yaz yet another orgasm. She held her friend for support. Once she was done Yaz opened her eyes and smiled, “Your turn.”

Oh no, maybe this promise wasn't so great. Still she didn't protest as Yaz started to probe her again. It took longer this time and Valerie was so lost in the throws of passion she failed to notice the door open and close. She didn't notice the footsteps getting closer or the person sitting on the bed.

As she came down from her second orgasm or the night she finally noticed the newcomer. “So this is what you two get up to when I’m not here?” Isla winked at her. Yaz started to stammer about the belt and her promise but Valerie just buried her face in the pillow, embarrassed. “It’s ok. No judgment here. I’m just glad it’s you two with those clamps and not me, I don’t think I could take it.”

Valerie had an idea, “Actually Isla, do you think you could help? I don’t want to ask cause I have more VP…”

Isla nodded, “Oh ya. You want longer chains so she can eat you out instead? Sure I can roll the dice for you.” Valerie couldn’t see because Isla was behind her, but Yaz caught the wink she gave.

“No! Not that.” Valerie was torn. She wanted help, but she didn’t want to **** her accidentally. She only wanted it if Isla really wanted to help.

“I know. I’m just teasing. Ok, what exactly did Yaz promise?” Yaz told her. “Ok, that’s easy. Just use your BP to avoid her promise like you did last time.”

“Sure, but I don’t have any BP.” Valerie explained.

“Oh right. Ok. Let me help, you helped me. I wish I took on Yaz’s obligation from her promise.” Isla said, tossing her dice.

“WHAT! Why would you do that?” Valerie asked.

Isla laughed, “Easy. Getting you 10000 BP or so to void the promise would need a high number. So would ending Yaz’ challenge or preventing more orgasms, or even breaking the promise. But I just had a feeling, transferring the obligation wouldn’t need a lot. I was right!”

“Wait, so now every time Yaz cums you’ll feel the need to get me off?” Valerie asked.

Valerie didn’t hear an answer right away. She turned her head as far as she could to see Isla stripping off her clothes. Once she was naked she slid into bed under the covers behind Valerie. Valerie felt her warmth as her body pressed against her back. She felt Isla’s arm wrap around her waist, “That’s right. Shh, you just relax and let me take care of you.”

Just then Valerie felt a tug on her nipples as Yaz arched her back in another orgasm. Almost immediately after she felt Isla’s hand slid down her body and between her legs. As Isla slowly touched her she gently kissed Valerie’s neck. Valerie moaned, she tried to turn to face Isla but the tug on her nipples quickly stopped her. With her face turned as far as she could, Isla lifted her body up to kiss her on the lips.

It was everything that was missing from when Yaz got her off. Not that Yaz had bad technique or didn’t care about her, but with Isla she felt passion, love, connection. She never thought she’d experience that with any woman, let alone Isla, but when she finally came it was one of the best of her life.