The Terms

You sit out on your porch, watching from afar as Cecilia downs glass after glass of ****, Rachel swings her hips like a fucking stripper, and Amy’s dad can’t quite keep his eyes off her. Meanwhile, Amy and Charlie were sitting at a table chatting. Then, your phone buzzes with a text from Carrie, and you start texting back and forth.

You smirk, and stroll across the street, and Rachel’s eyes meet yours, and your girlfriend jogs towards you, her perky teen tits bouncing as she throws her arms around your neck and kisses you fiercely, and you grip her hips firmly.

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Hours later, it’s just you, Rachel, Amy, Carrie, and Charlie.

You push Charlie off the couch, and smirk at him on the floor.

“What the hell? I thought you weren’t going to bully him anymore?” Carrie exploded, and Charlie whimpered.

“I changed my mind. How’s this? Carrie, Amy? Why don’t we start dating? You can still be involved with you own partners, but whenever I want, I can **** one of you to go on a date. Do that, and I’ll stop bullying Charlie forever.” you shrug innocently. Amy and Carrie both looked repulsed.

“I... I... ok.” Carrie sighs. Charlie looks mortified, and even more so when Amy agrees as well. Rachel looks downright elated, and Charlie, thankfully, doesn’t notice. You smirk over at Amy.

“Hey, Amy, why don’t we go out to a fancy restaurant tonight?” you say.

“It’s Charlie’s birthday!” she protests.

“Well, I guess I’ll just bully Charlie, then.” you say with mock innocence.

“No, wait! I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Amy shrieks, and Charlie slumps.

“Good. Dress as sexy as you can. And trust me, we’re gonna bang tonight.” you wink, and Charlie looks outraged, and Amy looks disgusted, but you can see her subtly rubbing her pussy.