That's exactly what you want [Ending B2]

"Yes! Yes! I want to fuck your pussy! I want to cum all inside it!" You say as you knead her pert C-cups and then dip your fingers deep inside her vaj past both knuckles, two fingers inside her warm wet pussy.

Her hand pumps furiously at your slopping wet cock. You at the brink of ultimate pleasure, holding back the cum-cannons for dear life.

"How about my arse? You want to fuck that too? You want to stick it in my tight arse, right up to your balls? Pound away, your balls slapping away at my soaked pussy flaps?"

"Yesss! Yesss!" You say in a whispered scream, and you know it's too late. The cum courses through, and seconds later a massive geyser of white spunk shoots up into the air. To your absolute amazement, with incredible speed and accuracy, Mirry's head springs forward and with her mouth open she catches your geyser of spunk in mid air and gulps it down!

This cause a surge of mental arousal to course through you, and your second geyser spurts up even higher, followed by 4 more! They rain down all over Mirry's hand and your groin - one errant spurt even managing to land on her lycra clad tits.

You collapse back onto her bed. "Holy shit! That was amazing! I can't wait to have a go at the real thing," you say as you wiggle your fingers that are still inside her twitching pussy.

She pulls your fingers out, then removes your un-resisting hand from her top and straightens it.

"Jack. I don't want you dating my Clairy. She deserves better than you, so I want you to make your excuses, pretend you are ill or something and leave tomorrow and never call her again, okay?"

"What?"

"You heard what I said, and I'm serious. Consider what we just done as your pay-off. Now go to your room and get ready to leave."

"No, I love Claire, I can't."

"Okay, you must leave tonight then."

"What? No."

"Look at me. I'm serious and also covered in your spunk, so unless you want me to go wake up Bryan and tell him what you just did to me, I suggest you go pack you bags and leave," she says, her face scarily stern.

She quite clearly means business so you agree. You think that you will try and make up some story and speak to Claire later, but when you do Claire wants nothing to do with you. It seems Mirry has somehow turned her against you.

You hardly see Claire at university afterwards, then when you leave you lives barely intersect as you follow your own new paths.

Hmm, not quite how you expected the weekend to go, could've gone so much better.

FAIL! TRY AGAIN!