I need more affection than you know [Penultimate chapter of arc 1]

The drive back to Bi’s place was a lot quieter. With Aly using my shoulder as a resting spot, and Barbie gently running her fingers through her hair, there was barely any need for words, any sounds to be made, besides the brunette’s occasional hum of appreciation. And it was precisely that silence that gave me some time to think.

First thing I though was “fuck Luke!” but that topic was already well established, so I moved on to something else. The second topic my mind wandered off to was way more interesting: the devil had saved Aly from this toxic relationship. I know, crazy, right? But if you thought about it, it made a great deal of sense. The only reason she had a reasonable way out of that whole situation was because the Certificate led her to me, and it provided her with a socially acceptable refuge from the ****. No one questions why she should stay with me, it was kind of my right to keep her, in fact.

That devil could have sent me literally anyone as my first “friend” when I asked, and yet he sent me someone who needed help and a place to stay. Did he do that from the goodness of his heart? I very highly doubt it. The only possible reason that remotely comes to mind is that, based on the difficult situation she’s in, I would be tempted to keep Aly with me, thus prolonging my “corruption”, or whatever he hoped would happen to me.

Well, there was no way to know for sure, or even if I was in the ballpark at all with my guess. That just added to my increasingly big list of questions I wanted to ask the devil whenever I met him again.

The drive from the beach didn’t take that long, I barely had enough time to think about all those questions for the devil guy, and then we were walking into the building’s main hall. Shortly after, we were helping an exhausted Aly out of the elevator and Bi was welcoming us into her small domain.

The apartment wasn’t very big, the cramped living room consisted of a pair of used couches pointed to a small TV, there was an entryway to the kitchen to the side, and then you could see the open doors to the bedrooms in the back.

“Feel right at home folks, mi casa es su casa and all that.” she said as she gestured to the different rooms and walked nonchalantly to the kitchen. “Well, in this case it’s quite literally, right, owner?” she added jokingly.

“Bi…” I grumbled.

“I know, I know, not forcing me to give up all my material possessions to you, I remember.” she answered all the way into the kitchen. “Doesn’t mean I can’t try, though.” I could hear the wink in her voice.

“Beeeeed” Aly walked towards the bedrooms, zombied out in her tired state.

“Any bedroom works, Bi?” I yelled so she could hear me all the way inside the kitchen as I walked behind the brunette.

“Mine is the one with more furniture. You guys can rest there while I prepare something over here.” She yelled back.

And sure enough, the difference in the bedrooms was night and day. One of them had only a bed and a small desk affixed to the wall. The bed was a couple’s bed too, but it didn’t have any covers on it, I guess because no one had been sleeping there for a few days. You could also see on the walls some spots where a couple posters had been ripped off. The bathroom had been completely emptied of appliances, too.

Bi’s bedroom was another story entirely. Random articles of clothing piled up on her chair, some of them were strawn out on random spots across the floor. Mostly club wear, but some more casual stuff too. Her desk, on the opposite corner of the room, contained her laptop, a half finished cup of coffee, a notepad full of indecipherable scribbles, and a pair of panties that appeared to have been thrown there. This incredibly chaotic mess was all covered in a warm orange glow as the lamp on the nightstand had been turned on by Aly, right before she threw herself face first at the messy yet comfortable looking bed.

“FInally, rest…” she sighed from below the covers. The entire upper half of her body had been immediately swallowed by the fluffy, comfortable looking covers, leaving only parts of her legs and hips sticking out.

“I’ll be joining you very soon, girly.” Barbie said with a sultry smile. “Let me just change into something more comfortable.” she continued, as she undressed seductively. Although, her only audience was me and the ass of a very tired brunette pointing up.

“She’s exhausted, Barbie.” I whispered next to her. “Shouldn’t we leave her to rest and relax? No double entendres here, just let her be.”

“Look, she’s been through a lot today, owner. She met her abusive bf again, and, to pour more salt in that wound, still had to tell us the story of their entire relationship. I say she could use ending the night on a high note. And, let’s be honest, if we melt her brains from cumming so much, I’d count that as a plus.” By the time she finished speaking, she was entirely nude, her clothes joining Bi’s on the floor, only her glasses being left on the nightstand.

“I can’t say you’re wrong there, but SHOULDN’T WE GIVE ALY A SAY IN THIS?” I scream-whispered as Barbie quickly moved within inches of Aly’s risen ass. The goth paid me no mind as she brushed the brunette’s bottoms aside and delighted herself with a plentiful lick of her pussy.

“YEEEEP!” Aly yelped as her body tensed, her head shot up, covered by the sheets, and one leg shot out, kicking me in the chest. “What’s happening? Who was that?! Sorry to whoever I kicked!”

“It’s alright. I’m ok.” I said, clearly out of air.

Aly’s head popped up from under the covers and offered me a sheepish smile “Sorry, owner.”

“As for the accused, guilty as charged.” Barbie turned her haid to face the brunette. “I just thought you would like to actually feel good after such a shitty afternoon.”

“Yeah, we didn’t want you to end the day on a sour note.” I managed to recover and flash her a smile.

“Awn, that’s so sweet! You wanted to cap my day off by eating me out!” Aly gushed effusively. In the figurative sense only. At least for now.

“Yeah, we wanted to make you feel good, after everything.” I added, desperately not wanting to be left out of the fun. “We feel like you deserved it.”

“Oh, so am I the centerpiece of this show tonight?”

Barbie and I looked at each other, searching for an agreement. She, even more, looked for my permission. We silently agreed, then quickly turned back and nodded to Aly.

“Well in that case…” she swung her legs, getting rid of the covers and exposing her entire body to us. With a sultry, excited smile on her lips, she threw her shirt across the room and beckoned Barbie closer while looking at me, “then, owner, finish what she stated. Use me, eat me, I know you like the sounds I make. And you, Barbie girl, come over here because I didn’t get enough of a taste from your tits this morning.”

And with plenty of enthusiasm, we obliged.

Barbie, with a big grin on her face, slowly made a trail of kisses from Aly’s pussy to her mouth, moaning and taking the time to caress her friend’s soft breasts along the way. As for me, I eagerly kneeled between Aly’s legs, removing what little garments she had left, and stretching my tongue as I saw her pink pussy welcoming me.

Her scent and taste enveloped me as I kissed my way up her legs, as my tongue licked around her, playfully.

“You sure missed these baby girls, huh?” Barbie chuckled as they finished kissing and the brunette honed in on her target. “Oh fuck, you’re eager!”

I could hear Aly moaning as she thoroughly enjoyed the bountiful breasts of her pale friend. I could feel her shiver underneath my mouth. I knew full well that some of those moans were of anticipation, that her legs brought me closer and closer to her center, that she could barely contain her excitement for what was to come.

Sure enough, as I licked her folds, she tensed immediately, her moans became louder, her kisses more aggressive, her fondling more possessive. She wanted us all to herself, and I was happy to give to her. I barely waited for any extra reaction, I dove in completely, my wishful tongue made sure to hit her preferred spots, my hands massaged her thighs and her ass through the sheets, I moaned as I felt her taste, as I knew of all the pleasures it would welcome.

“Oh, girl. Girl! That mouth to yours, ai meu Deus do céu!” Barbie moaned from Aly’s kisses. I could see from my vantage point below the pale goth that one of her hands began moving into her own already dripping pussy. “You sure you haven’t… hhmmm… been with any girls before?”

Aly stopped sucking on a breast only quick enough to respond to the target of her desires.

“I guess I’m… just that good…” she could barely talk between gasps, grunts and moans, all of which came in time with my ministrations “now give me back those titties!”

And back did she get them. Barbie tackled her into the bed, shoving her tits onto the brunette’s face as she masturbated. Aly continued her **** on the goth’s massive and soft tits while shuddering every time I hit a spot she liked. As for me, I kept diligently licking my friend’s delicious pussy, delighting in every motion, gasping, and moaning that would come out of her as I delivered my ministrations.

We went like that for God knows how long, it was our little piece of heaven. Until a pain started to creep up on me, soon enough my jaw began to throb and ache, I couldn’t hold my position there any longer and had to step away because of the discomfort.

Shortly after, Aly interrupted her passionate kisses to look at me, noticing I abruptly stopped pleasuring her after doing it with much fervor, then she asked, confused,

“Is everything alright, owner? Why did you stop?”

Barbie was a tad slower on the uptake, and she continued to pleasure herself and moan as me and Aly talked. I couldn’t decide if it was a nice visual or if it was a bit distracting.

“It’s ok, it’s just my jaw that is hurting a bit,” I took my hand to absentmindedly touch the area, and instinctively flinched as the sharp pain from my touch was greater than I expected, “ouch, I guess that punch hit me harder than I thought.”

“Owner! You shouldn’t hurt yourself because of me!” Her exclamation finally snapped Barbie to notice that something had changed around her. “Come here, let me see.”

“Huh… wha…” was all the goth could muster.

I crawled into bed and got close to Aly, so she could see my injury in the dim light. A few strands of hair clinged to her forehead due to her sweat, and her cheeks had reddened from her arousal. As I got close enough to feel her breath on my skin, she gently moved my chin with the tips of her fingers so she could get a better look. I could see her cheeks redden even more as I heard her breath quicken.

“I-It’s a bit purple, but I think it will heal.” It was subtle, but I could hear the tremor in her voice.

“That’s good. I may not be able to eat you out anymore, but I know there are other things I can do for you, that you’ll very much enjoy.” I regretted the corny line as soon as I said it. I moved back out of the bed and my still clothed erection bumped against her leg, eliciting a moan of appreciation out of the brunette. So maybe not all was lost. I removed my shorts and began moving to align myself with her pussy, but before I could get into the proper position, Aly stopped me.

“Wait, owner, there's something I…”

“Why did we stop?” A blissed out Barbie finally gained enough understanding of her surroundings to notice none of us were kissing or fucking anymore.

“Oh, Barbie, I was just telling our owner here that I wanted us to try anal.”

“WHAT?!” Barbie and I yelled at the same time.

Aly moved so she now would be laying on her side, not on her back.

“It’s something I had never let Luke do to me. He asked, but I had always been a bit scared of what he might do if I gave him the chance. But I trust owner, he can do whatever he wants to me and I will comply.” She bit her lip and looked at me with desire in her eyes, the blushing on her skin only deepening. There was no way she was lying, or trying to seduce me, or pretending in any way. She did want this. “And besides, after his actions today, I’d say he earned a great reward! A mighty booty some might say.” She slapped her ass for emphasis. She slapped it hard.

Barbie and I were stuck for a second, seeing it shake and bounce. There were a million questions going through my head, but one look at Aly’s hungry eyes told me she would have no mercy at any lost time, so I asked hopefully what she wanted to hear.

“So… have you ever done this before, right?”

“No, but I want you to own me. I want you to claim. Every. Inch. Of me. You deserve it.” Her predatory gaze made my heart skip a beat, but it also got me paralyzed. This enchanting, incredible woman wanted me to claim her in every way she knew how. And all I could do was stare. Her gaze moved down my body until it got to waist height. “I can see you liked it from your face, but I can see you want me from down there.” She pointed to my raging erection and, sure enough, it was as hard as it could go, and was leaking a lot of precum.

“Dude, go grab some lube or something! You’re gonna pass on an ass like that?!” Barbie, the trusty friend that she was, offered me some encouraging words that broke me out of my frozen state.

I rushed out of the bedroom as fast as I could go. I reached the living room before I realized: I did not know where anything was in this house! I then made a beeline for the kitchen. I encountered Bi in the middle of making some eggs and a couple sandwiches. She was wearing an apron and, due to her also wearing skimpy clothes at the moment, from my point of view it looked like she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Which made my boner twitch happily. The moment she saw me, she stopped all her movement. If I had to guess, she was more intrigued than anything, but my horniness corroded any higher functions in my brain, so I couldn’t tell. She didn’t say anything, just looked at my leaking cock with what I could only assume was either confusion, or curiosity. Either way, I had to take action.

“Bi! Where do you keep your lube? We’re trying to make Aly very happy!” there may have been a tinge of desperation in my voice, but I don’t think it was noticeable.

“Behind the mirror in my bathroom.”

I took off running towards my destination.

“I’M GUESSING WE WON’T BE EATING ANY TIME SOON?” She yelled after me, but I was already gone.

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Author’s Note: Heya folks, I was first gonna post this chapter along with the next one, but it was getting too big and taking too long, so enjoy this first half!

I wanted to thank everyone who made it this far into the story, thank you for all the likes and comments, but I have something I wanna ask y’all: Is there anything you wanna see in the next arc of this story? Any wacky, fun, or sexy situations? Any cool ideas for characters Alex might bind as his new “friends”? Or even yet, other contract bearers and how their contracts interact with the real world and their sexy companions? I’m more than open to suggestions as I plan what comes next for this friend group, you can feel free to post them in the comments, send me a DM, or whatever. Thanks again and happy reading!