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Chapter 29 by starLady starLady

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Violet Demands Her Fun

My onetime fascination looked "Me?" he said. No, the other Harry, I thought.

"Yes," I said. I jumped when I felt Jack adjust himself, and then crossed my own legs. Minimizing skin contact was the name of the game now.

Was it the last shreds of his high that had him so disoriented? As much as I hated seeing him do something so stupid, I sadly didn't have the self respect to stop thinking he looked cute. The frazzled vibe was working for him. Once he got it through his thick skull, he said, "Dare." No reason to be afraid of me, clearly. Or so he thought. I was disgusted with myself, but four of the four girls around the circle were now in some state of undress. We had been letting the boys get away with a lot, and I wasn't about to keep going like this.

And, ugh, yes. There was also the inescapable fact that my judgment was clouded with some red meat (so to speak) under my butt. Please forgive a girl for trying to expel some stress.

"Finger me for thirty seconds," I said. "If you can't make me cum in that time, you have to give up your turn and let me go again."

"You dirty bitch," chuckled Jack.

"Shut up. You're going to have to hold me while he does it," I warned him. To my great surprise, that didn't seem to be a problem. Jack adjusted his hold on me and put one hand on either of my hips, pushing me forward to sit back at the edge of his knees. I made a sharp sound, and only then remembered what Lea had made Harry reveal about their... shared proclivities. Maybe this wasn't the first time they'd tried this maneuver. With the blood so high inside me, I didn't care. I just needed to be touched by someone other than Harry.

He advanced on me. God, the way the shadows framed his face. What I would have given to see that exact look in his eyes without another boy holding onto me! The truth was, though, that feeling two hands on me, with another soon to join it, gave me a sick thrill. This isn't you, what are you doing? called a voice from the recesses of my mind. I told it to go away. We had all made fools of ourselves tonight, so I wanted to have fun with it.

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