Kamila's... Weird, But Whatever. Sex Is Sex.

Chapter by Hellexia

"This is where you live?" Kamila asked as you reached the front door, her hand still grasping yours. "I had no idea..."

"Great. You gotta let go of my hand. We're not fitting through the doorway otherwise." You sighed, opening up the door. Kamila, after far too long, let up and walked inside. However, hardly two steps in, she was bent over, taking off her shoes. "You don't have to do that. Don't worry about it."

"Hm? Oh. Hina, remember?" Kamila chuckled, taking off her shoes anyway. "It's proper manners."

"Whatever." You sighed, taking the opportunity to squeeze Kamila's ass as she stood back up. Other than a little squeak, she didn't seem to really mind. Honestly... it kinda ruined it. "Upstairs."

"Okie!" Kamila chirped, wasting no time in dashing up the stairs, past an uncaring Ashley, and waited at the top of the stairs, a confused look on her face. "Your family doesn't mind?"

"They're under a spell." You answered, giving Ashley a slap on the ass as you walked by her to emphasize that fact. And for no other reason. Yep. No other reason. "My room's on the left."

"'Kay." Kamila said, practically skipping into your room. You let out a sigh and followed suit, greeted by Kamila sitting on the edge of your bed, kicking her feet. "Sit?" She asked, slapping a spot beside her.

"...Sure." You mumbled, raising an eyebrow as you plopped down beside her. Almost immediately, Kamila's hand found the back of yours. "Okay, seriously, what's up with you? Why are you acting like this? It's not seriously because Kana acted, right?"

"You're gonna make me tell you anyway, right?" Kamila asked, squeezing your hand. "Alright, so... Djamila's parents a bit protective. Like, she's never been to a friend's house. Or allowed to talk to boys. Let alone be in a boy's room!" Kamila said, blushing a bit. "Honestly... I was running away from home. And I heard you and ran over and... I don't know, I just started freaking out and I tried to just roll with it after the thing happened and... I-I mean Djamila did that. Not 'me'. You know? Besides the... trying to roll with the punches thing."

"So... you're like, getting your fill of all of that? Or something?"

"You could say that. But... August too. She's... well, her fake boyfriend and all that. But... I don't know, a part of her wants the stories to be true or something? I don't know..." Kamila sighed, resting her head on your shoulder. "Honestly, it's so confusing being four people all in one...'

"...You know, if Djamila needs a place to stay, running away and all, she... you, whatever, stay here. If you want." You coughed out, turning your head away as Kamila began to look up at you. "Who runs away in the middle of the day anyway? Why not like, TWO IN THE MORNING?! Stupid..."

"You know... August and Djamila have something important in common." Kamila whispered. Before you could ask what she meant, Kamila's lips were on yours, her eyes clenched shut, her body trembling, her hand's squeeze on yours tighter than ever. It was short, replaced by Kamila taking deep breaths as she held her free hand up to her lips. "I can't believe I just did that!" Kamila exclaimed, panting as she looked away from you.

"So that was August and Djamila's first kiss? Am I reading that right?"

"Mmmhmm. Djamila, for obvious reasons. August..." Kamila paused, blushing as she did. "That boyfriend who dumped her? August had braces when they dated and... she didn't want to kiss him during that." She explained, clearing her throat as she held up a single finger. "Delete that from everyone's memories or else, got it?!"

"That August had braces or the kiss-"

"BOTH!" Kamila bellowed, letting out a long sigh as her hand fell down to her lap. "Although... keep Djamila's memories of... everything else today."

"I was only planning on erasing memories of August's fake boyfriend anyway." You said with a shrug. "Mind calming down? My hand's gonna fall off."

"Huh? Sorry!" Kamila squealed, releasing your hand. "You're okay, right? I didn't mean-"

"It's fine now." You chuckled, the smooth padding of Kamila's chest you took the opportunity to squeeze making any pain and numbness fade from your mind. Kamila, like before, didn't really seem to mind. "Take off your hijab, I wanna see-" You started, finding yourself speechless as Kamila casually stood up and, with ease, stripped before you. More than you even asked for, stripping entirely nude before sitting back down. "Damn..."

"What?" Kamila asked as you checked her out. Yep, tanlines were still there. Although the difference wasn't as big as with Kana. And her breasts and ass seemed even bigger than you first thought. "You wanted me to get naked, why wouldn't I?"

"Wait, wait. Kissing is a huge deal, but stripping is just whatever? Groping and shit too!"

"Well, yeah. Kissing is a couples thing. Getting naked, Kaylee and August do that everyday before and after practice. And plenty of guys and girls squeeze Hina's chest. She doesn't complain, she actually kinda likes it. So people don't stop."

"But Kana didn't-"

"I guess Djamila's to thank for that? Or maybe I don't mind it because of our deal? I don't know, you're the magic person."

"Whatever. Let's have sex." You sighed, eager to get to the main event.

"Umm... can we start slower? I know there's our deal, but..." Kamila paused, blushing. "If it's not a problem, of course..."

Suggestions:

•No, It's Not A Problem. Start Slow

•It's A HUGE Problem! Sex NOW!

•A Text On Your Phone Distracts You...