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Chapter 4 by braunackerman1 braunackerman1

Back to the dance floor

The fight breaks up

Kami collapsed in a corner, out of breath and rethinking her life choices. The party continued ranging around her but all she wanted was it to end so she could go home. Mixer was supposed to be an easy job, just walk around and make sure no one got jumpy on liquid courage. She didn’t plan on getting involved in a literal brawl between two men each a foot taller than her. The two frat guys had both been ejected by Jamie’s boyfriend Mac who swooped in for the rescue. Kami‘s eye throbbed from where she took an elbow to the face, and her body felt generally bruised and battered. She needed a break.

Pulling herself up using a window sill, Kami headed out of the party. ”Hey I’m going to go up to my room for a bit, I think my eye’s swelling up,” she said as she passed the kitchen bar. “Ooh that looks nasty girl. I hope Mac gave those guys a lesson.” Jamie said, mimicking boxing, “Showed them what it’s like to beat up on someone defenseless. Do you want something to dull the pain?” Jamie held up a plastic cup filed with red punch, smelling strongly of ****. Kami declined, her head was already pounding from the fight. Jamie just shrugged and took a sip herself.

Kami turned and slipped through the crowd towards her room. On the way she passed two girls feverishly making out, one of them pressed against the wall while the other rubbed her body against her. Kami was sometimes shocked at the lack of embarrassment people would feel after a few drinks. Kami headed out the party room and down a hallway home to the dorm rooms. Hers was towards the end, a small room she shared with another girl, Kate.

Kate was a good friend and roommate, always cleaned up after herself, didn’t stay up past midnight really ever. She was a year younger than Kami and Kami had been her big sister when she rushed. Kate had long blonde hair that almost bordered on white, and bright blue eyes that lit up her otherwise pale face.

Kami wasn’t paying much attention as she opened the door to her room, her face still aching from the blow, so she was completely unprepared for what she walked in on. Kate was kneeling on the floor, her topless back to Kami, her face bobbing up and down as she deep throated some guys cock. Kami had never seen the guy before, his face was generic and full of a slack expression. His hand gripped the top of Kate’s head and pushed her down as she sucked him off. The guy was completely naked, his nether regions covered in what looked like silver paint. The paint completely covered his crotch and exploded upwards over his chest. Lines of it ran down his legs and pooled in the plastic chair he was sitting on.

Kami just stood there stunned and watched Kate go to work on the guy’s penis. She didn’t know what to do, she should just leave and pretend she didn’t see this. Kami began to back out slowly when the guy let out a loud groan. He leaned forward and grabbed Kate’s head with both hands, forcing her to take all of his cock. The man’s body shuddered for few seconds before he collapsed backwards into the chair. The man’s cock, which Kami could now see was at least 10 inches long fell limply to the side with a wet squish. A few last ropes of cum leaked from him, silver and sticky like the paint on his body. A strong metallic smell filled the room, making Kami’s head west. Kate stood up. She turned around and gave a small jump when she noticed Kami behind her.

“Oh, hi Kami, what are you doing here?” Kate asked. Now Kami could see the front of Kate she was even more stunned. The silver covering the man was all over Kate’s body. Globs and cum shots of the silver ran down Kates face and covered around her mouth completely. The silver ran down her neck and onto her chest. Kate’s breasts were covered in silver cum, dripping off her tits onto the rug below. The silver paint was strange, but when Kami looked at Kate she felt a sense of unnease. It looked like Kate’s breasts, normally a cups, had swollen to at least D cups, now jiggling and bouncing with silver shine. Kate’s eyes were glassy and cold, and they made Kami feel like she was being hunted. Kate began to stalk across the room, her eyes fixed on Kami.

“Sorry, I should leave, I…. I… I should have left a long time ago I am so sorry Kate, I don’t… I don’t know I’m doing,” Kami stuttered, reaching behind her for the door handle. “Don’t go Kami,” Kate said, cum dribbling through her smile, “Don’t worry about waking in on us. I’m glad you’re here, it saves me the trouble of having to look for you.”

Kate stopped a foot in from of Kami, silver still dripping from her mouth. Kami’s brain was screaming at her to run, that Kate wasn’t herself. Yet at the same time, a gentle feeling was placating her, telling her that she should listen to Kate. “What.. what do you need Kate, I’m kinda busy, I still have to watch downstairs.” Kami said, leaning away from a still approaching Kate. “I wanted to tell you something,” Kate said, pushing Kami up against the door, “Ever since we met I’ve wished you would just come and fuck me. I dream about you licking my pussy until I burst. Sometimes I touch myself while you sleep, imaging it was you down there. Please Kami, kiss me eat me out, finger me, use me any way you want just do me, please.”

By now Kate had Kami pressed fully against the door, their faces centimeters apart. Kami could feel Kate’s hot breath on her neck. She didn’t know what to do, she had never thought about Kate as anything other than a little sister. But now, feeling her topless body pressed against her, Kami began to feel horny. Her head felt hot and congested, her rational thoughts being beaten down by images of Kate’s silver tongue eating her cunt. Kami could feel her resolve begin to break as Kate leaned in for a kiss, her silver lips dripping with cum.

Should Kami kiss Kate?

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