A Summer to Remember

Amanda briefly wondered if things between them would stay the same, now that they had had sex. She heard many a story from girl friends about how their boyfriends changed once they'd "gotten the prize" and some even dumped their girlfriends. She knew Evan had wanted sex for a long time and wondered if it had been everything he wanted.

When she leapt onto the bed and he grabbed her to tickle her, she started to laugh and jerk uncontrollably. But soon his tickles turned to caresses and his kisses on her body started to heat up. She moaned softly, "Massage time?!" She didn't know how long they had before Evan inevitably "had to go" (and not stay the night) but she wanted to make good use of it.
 
"So what school are you going to?" Kammie asked as Brady finished another beer and sat the empty bottle down in front of him.

They'd been talking for about five minutes, or rather the tall, brunette had been talking, and Brady had been doing his best to act interested in what she was saying. He could tell that she wanted to fuck, but she probably felt like she had to get to know him first so she wouldn't seem like a slut. He wasn't really in the mood to play along.

"Look, I normally wouldn't dream of saying this to a beautiful girl like you, but I'd really like to just skip all of this bullshit," he finally said, turning his stool slightly to face her and placing a hand on her bare thigh. "The girl I'm in love with is at home spreading her legs for another guy as we speak, and I can't think of a better way to get my mind off of it than to take you into the bathroom and fuck you til you scream my name."

Brady paused long enough to give her a chance to walk away or to slap him if she wanted, but she stayed, her eyes locked on his. "So, if you're not interested, I'll totally understand. You can walk away and I'll go back to drinking myself stupid. If you are interested, then meet me in the men's bathroom in ten minutes."

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Evan let one of his hands glide down over Amanda's back, down to her ass which he cupped playfully as he smiled at her. "Hmmm, a massage sounds good...wait a minute, am I giving the massage or receiving the massage...come to think of it, either one sounds fantastic."

"So where should we start?" he asked as he let his fingers curl down over the curves of the brunette's ass until they brushed lightly against the edges of her pussy.
 
Kammie wasn't getting anywhere with this guy. He was sexy and funny and all kinds of interesting, she was sure, but he was too intoxicated to do much but answer her simple questions and stare at her cleavage. She was horny, but she didn't want to be "that girl" who asks the guy to meet her in the restroom on a napkin before they barely exchange names.

Then, out of nowhere, he spoke up, and spoke so clearly and obviously knew what he wanted, that it shocked her. He wasn't looking for love, he wasn't even looking for a memorable hook-up. He just wanted to get laid and thought she was the perfect, beautiful girl to do it with.

Her eyes widened and she licked her lower lip hesitatingly. Waited. Was he going to say anything else?

She set her empty beer down, along with. 5 dollar bill. "Have another beer before then, handsome." Then she stepped away from the table with a sly smile.
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Amanda sighed softly, Evan's touch was incredibly pleasurable. She giggled as his fingers gripped her ass and brushed against her pussy. "Let's start here..." She smirked up at him as she crawled down his body, kneeling between his knees.

"You may be a little late." She stated plainly, before bending forward to wrap her lips around his rapidly hardening cock.
 
As Brady sat at the bar, slowly downing the beer that Kammie had paid for, he considered leaving. But where would he go? Home, where he could listen to Amanda getting fucked silly by her boyfriend? Or maybe to Serena's where he could reward his ex-girlfriend for acting like a total bitch? Bottom line, he didn't have anywhere to go.

Sliding the empty bottle toward the edge of the bar, Brady stood. He casually made his way through the crowd to the bathrooms in the back of the bar, watching for the tall brunette.

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"Better late than...holy shit!" Evan said as he felt Amanda's mouth close around the head of his cock. Propping himself up on his elbows, he watched as she settled down between his legs, enjoying the sight of his erection disappearing between her lips. "I think the guys will understand if I'm a little late...n-not that I'm going to tell them about any of this, I mean...fuck that's nice."

Evan reached down and brushed Amanda's hair out of her face, still marvelling at the fact that he had finally fucked his girlfriend, after months and months of anticipation. And it was everything he'd imagined it would be. Amanda's perfect, tight, tone body. The passion and desire. She'd gone down on him before, but somehow it seemed different now, after they'd fucked. Better.
 
Kammie managed to make her way to her friends without Brady seeing her, or so she hoped she had. She raised her eyebrows at them and motioned over to where Brady sat near the bar. "I'm going to have to catch up with you guys. Say an hour?" she figured he wouldn't last that long, but the last thing she wanted was to meet up with her friends right after she hobbled her way out of the bathroom. They just laughed and nodded, knowing this was very unlike Kammie and to let her do what she wanted. She looked down at her watch quickly, and headed towards the bathrooms.

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The reactions she was getting out of Evan excited Amanda immensely. He seemed to be struggling to reply to what she had said, but her oral minstrations were obviously doing exactly what she wanted them to - leaving him speechless. She glanced up at him, enjoying the pure look of pleasure and passion in his eyes, and the fact that he had propped himself up on his elbows to watch.

"They'll definitely understand, baby," she purred, as she kissed down his shaft to his balls, something he had never asked her to do and she'd never tried, hoping that he wouldn't get freaked out. She started to kiss his balls softly, her fingers wrapping around his rock hard cock as she wrapped her lips around first one ball, then the other, sucking tenderly.
 
"Holy shit! That feels...oh fuck!" Evan said loudly as he felt his girlfriend's mouth on his testicles. He'd had girls go down on him before, but he'd never had a girl willing to suck on his nuts. He'd seen it done in movies before, but had never imagined just how incredible it would feel. After about two seconds of having Amanda slurping on his sack, he was a true believer.

His cock, which had grown slightly soft after his first orgasm quickly grew hard in Amanda's hand, rock hard. It was an amazing feeling to have her hand stroking up and down his shaft at the same time that she sucked one of his balls into her mouth and played with it. Soon Evan's cock was throbbing, and his nuts were covered in the teen's saliva.

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Brady glanced over his shoulder, down the dimly lit hallway to make sure there wasn't anyone following behind him, before quietly ducking into the rest room. In contrast to the bar, the lighting in the bathroom was bright, almost harsh. Brady squinted for a moment, one hand reaching instinctively to his temple as if to massage away the headache he had.

The rest room appeared to be completely empty except for a single stall, the door closed and a distinctively feminine pair of shoes visible beneath the edge. Pausing in front of the large wall mirror to make sure he looked okay, Brady found himself hesitating. Was this really what he wanted, meaningless sex in a bathroom with a girl he didn't know? Was this just another bad decision in a series of bad decisions that had led him to this point? What would Amanda think if she saw him standing there, if she knew what he was about to do?

Blurry eyed, Brady shook off the thoughts of his sister. She was probably stuffed with her boyfriend's cock at that very moment, moaning his name, her fingernails clawing at his back. She was obviously determined to move on, and to forget about what had happened between them. Brady decided it was time for him to do the same. Stepping forward, he knocked on the stall door, "Let me in."
 
Amanda giggled softly, letting her tongue roll around Evan's balls as she switched slowly back and forth between sucking on each one. She let his balls go reluctantly as she kissed back up his shaft to the head of his cock, which was dripping with pre-cum and even harder than before. Se let her tongue roll around him, sucking softly as their eyes met.

"Yeah?" she whispered, running her tongue under the edge of the head again, tilting her head to the side, "Good enough to fuck me again?" she asked coyly, licking her lower lip.

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Kammie entered the lady's bathroom and found the handicapped stall on the end fortunately unoccupied. She locked the door and rested her back against the wall. "Hello?" she asked quietly. Nobody answered and she waited another minute before she realized that she was completely alone. She grinned. This was going to be a night she would never forget, obviously.

She fished in her purse, looking to make sure she had a condom. She might be reckless, but she wasn't that much of a risk taker. Kammie heard the door opened and giggled to hereslf again. She heard heavy footsteps and then a knock on the door and a gravelly voice. She proceeded to open the door and pull him in by the collar of his shirt, "Well hello, handsome." she purred.
 
Evan replied with a smile as he reached down and took hold of his shaft and gently held the head of his cock against Amanda's tongue, "Good enough to fuck you again and again and and again and again and again..." each time he said the word 'again' Evan slapped his cock head against the beautiful teen's tongue. As his voice eventually trailed off, he pushed his dick into Amanda's mouth and pulled her head down on top of it. Evan held his girlfriend's head down, his dick throbbing inside of her mouth for several moments before he finally pulled her up.

"Come here," he said, pulling Amanda up beside him and giving her a long, wet kiss, his hands playing with her tits. "Sit on top my dick..." he instructed her, kissing her neck "backwards, so your facing my feet..."

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As Brady stepped into the bathroom stall with the tall brunette, he put his hands on her shoulders and turned her until her back was against the side of the stall. With one hand he shut the door and flipped the small sliding bar to the side to keep it closed. Brady's other hand was on Kammie's neck, pushing her roughly against the stall wall. Then his body was pressing against hers, one hand still on her neck, the other hand fumbling to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. His lips moved to hers but the kiss was more violent and demanding than it was passionate.

A moment later, Brady's pants were open, and he had his hand up Kammie's skirt as he lowered his mouth to her neck, kissing, sucking hard, biting. Then in one quick, almost brutal motion, Brady ripped the girl's panties completely off. As he let his hand slide down from Kammie's neck to her chest, pawing at her tits, he lifted her panties up and pressed them against her face.

"I'm gonna fuck you so goddamn hard," he growled into her ear.
 
Amanda let her boyfriend take over her mouth, slapping his dick all over her tongue and then shoving it into her mouth. She looked up at him adoringly as she sucked him hard, loving every moment of sucking his cock, even as she gagged slightly.

She kissed Evan deeply, running her fingers through his soft hair, moaning into his mouth as he pulled on her nipples. She tilted her head to the side to give him full access to her neck as she followed his instructions, sliding her leg over his body. She slowly, ever so slowly, slid her over-sensitized and slightly sore pussy down onto his dick, crying out in pleasure-pain as she did. "Oh, Godddd, Evan," she whimpered, her nails digging into his thighs as she ground into his big cock.

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Kammie decided this was probably an experience she was never going to have again, at least not this way, and to let this handsome "stranger" do what he wanted with her. The thought of being ravaged in a bathroom stall had turned from slutty to hot as hell in her mind. When he entered the stall, she saw the look in his eyes, and knew she was in for some fast, rough sex.

She kissed Brady back half-heartedly, but she knew that they were both there for something different besides a passionate makeout session. The next few moments flew by, the lack of foreplay no surprise, as he unbuckled his pants and ripped her panties off, his mouth savagely attacking her breasts, "This girl must be someone special," she whispered quietly, remembering what he had said at the bar.

She moaned out as he growled in her ear, muffled by her own wet panties pressed against her face, "Give it to me hard," she groaned out, pushing her hips forward into his.
 
Evan felt like a kid watching the 4th of July fireworks for the first time, his eyes trying to take in every brilliant inch of Amanda's body as she slipped down onto his lap, her wet velvety pussy sinking down onto his rigid cock. Every touch of her skin, every taste of her lips, every soft whisper or intense moan that escaped her lips was like a burst of light and sound for him, and he didn't want to miss anything.

As Amanda began to grind her hips against his lap, Evan slid his hands from her hips around to her chest, covering each of her breasts with a hand, cupping them firmly, fondling them. He once again lowered his mouth to his girlfriend's neck, nuzzling the side then kissing his way up to her ear, "You are amazing..." Evan whispered to her as his dick throbbed inside of her.

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Brady, determined to do exactly as the tall brunette asked, spun her around and bent her over, forcing her to brace herself against the wall as she leaned over the toilet. Pushing her skirt up out of the way, Brady wasted no time burying his thick manhood inside of her wet cunt, his hands tight on her waist as his body slapped against her tight ass. Oblivious to whether any might hear what they were doing, Brady began to fuck her hard and fast from behind, thrusting his cock in and out of Kammie's tight pussy.

"That's it...take that cock, bitch!" Brady said as he continued to slam into Kammie as hard as he could. He reached forward and grabbed a handful of light brown hair, pulling back firmly. At that same moment, he heard the bathroom door open and someone step over to the sink. Brady didn't let up at all, if anything, he started fucking the brunette even faster, sure that whoever was in the bathroom with them would hear the sound of his hips and testicles slapping against Kammi'e ass and pussy.
 
Amanda shook as she pushed her hips back into Evan's lap, enjoying the throbbing fullness of his cock inside her. This wasn't just a sexual experience for her, it was incredibly emotional, too. This was the first time she was having sex with the guy who she loved and had been with for the longest lasting relationship she had had so far in her life. He'd been patient with her through many ordeals, and had never pressured her to sleep with him.

She was glad that her back was turned to him, because as she started to push herself up and down on his cock slowly, a few tears started to fall from her eyes. "I love you, Evan. I love you so much," she whispered, trying to not let on that she was crying, as he kissed her neck and ear, her pussy tightening around him in intense pleasure.

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Kammie bit her lower lip, trying not to scream, as she heard someone enter the bathroom. Brady had entered her pussy condomless and seemed to be trying to give her the roughest, hardest sex she had ever had. She whimpered, panting hard, as his hips slapped against her ass loudly. "Fffuuuuu," she groaned, his hands pulling her hair hard.

He never answered her about the girl he was trying to forget about, but she instead focused on the feeling of his hard dick pistoning in and out of her wet pussy. Kammie had had her fair share of sex and certainly one night stands, but this was something else. She could barely breathe, he was fucking her so hard, and she wondered briefly if he planned to pull out or not.
 
As Amanda continued to bounce up and down on his cock, Evan was still finding it hard to believe that she had finally decided to have sex with him. They'd been dating for a long time and she had been pretty up front about the face that she wasn't ready for sex, but now something had clearly changed. It had been frustrating at times, especially considering how incredibly hot she was, but all that frustration was fading from memory fast.

"I love you, too, babe," Evan replied as he lowered one hand from Amanda's chest and down her body. Pinching one of her nipples with one hand, Evan slipped his other hand between the teen's thighs and began to rub her clit, even as his cock penetrated her pussy over and over.

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Brady continued to pull back on Kammie's long hair as he pounded his cock into her warm, wet pussy. He could hear the bathroom door open again, but wasn't sure if it was someone coming in or someone leaving. It didn't matter. All that mattered to him at that moment was forgetting about his sister and what she was doing with her boyfriend. He was determined to fuck Kammie raw if that was what it took to get his mind off Amanda.

Releasing his grip on the brunette's hair, Brady slipped his hand down around her neck and squeezed tightly enough to make it hard for her to breath. His hard, rapid thrusts finally slowed, if only a little as he enjoyed the feel of his cock pushing into her and slowly sliding out. He enjoyed that almost as much as he enjoyed the sound of her labored breathing.
 
Amanda tried to stop it, but she couldn't help that she was crying now, as her boyfriend told her he loved her, caressing her body and starting to rub her clit and pinch her nipple. They were tears of joy and pleasure, of course, but they were still tears.

She moaned out, despite the tears, biting her lip hard as she started to lift herself up and push herself down a little bit faster, letting him fill her completely each time. He felt so good inside her, making her feel so hot, that she thought she might burn up. Her nails dug in harder to his thighs as he played her clit faster. She swiped one hand across her eyes to wipe away the tears, glad that he couldn't see.

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Kammie heard the door open again and tried to focus on keeping her moaning and breathing under control, but with the way that he was pounding her, it was difficult. As if answering her prayers, suddenly his hand slipped down to her neck and started to squeeze tightly.

She gasped for air, and started to thrust her hips backwards into his, enjoying the heightened sensation from her lack of airflow. Her moans fell silent between her lips as she fingered her clit hard, beginning to get close to an intense orgasm, hips bucking backwards towards Brady's hot body. "Uhnnng," she groaned, gasping for air. His cock was so big, he was stretching her almost painfully, but she loved every second of it.
 
As Amanda began to thrust down against his cock harder and harder, Evan could feel another orgasm beginning to build. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled her back onto the bed, rolling her over onto her stomach as he rolled on top of her, his engorged cock still buried inside of her. Laying heavily on her, Evan began to thrust his hips down against her butt, forcing his cock in and out of her.

"I'm gonna cum soon, Amanda," he groaned into her ear as he kissed her neck again. "I'm gonna cum so hard."

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Brady could hear Kammie gasping for air but he made no move to loosen his grip as he once again began to thrust his hips forward hard and fast. He could tell she was rubbing her clit furiously and wondered for a moment if she was close to cumming the way he was. He didn't really care if she came at all. He just wanted to use her, to fuck her and then leave her. That's who I am afterall, right? he asked as he gave her ass a hard slap that left a red handprint.

"Do you want me to cum inside you, you fucking cumslut, or would you rather take my load on your face?" he asked knowing that he was going to cum soon.
 
"Me too, me too, oh god me too, I'm so close," she whimpered, her tears finally subsiding. She groaned out loudly as he pulled her down onto the bed and forced her onto her stomach. His body felt great on top of hers, although quite heavy. He started to fuck her harder, his hips slapping against her butt.

"You better not fucking pull out," she said, shocking even herself with her fierceness, as she moaned again, his lips on her neck, "Bite me," she whispered, fingers tight in the sheets of her bed, hips writhing underneath him, "harder. Just... everything.. harder." she moaned lowly, coming close to an orgasm.

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Kammie was close. So close. Not that it mattered to this guy, who was just pounding away, his hand so goddamned tight around her neck. Her nails dug into his hand, but he made no motion to let go. She let her hand slide down, pinching her nipples as her other hand still rubbed at her clit.

"Just..don't..stop," she managed to choke out, barely able to speak with his hand tight around her neck, "please," she added with a low groan.
 
Evan was surpised by the fierceness of Amanda's voice as she pleaded with him, but he had no intention of letting her down. He lowered his mouth to her neck and let his teeth press hard against her skin. At that same moment, he slammed his hips down against her ass, forcing his cock deep between her cheeks and into her pussy. He could feel himself throbbing against the walls of her cunt and groaned as his orgasm finally rushed into him, flooding him with white hot ecstasy even as he filled Amanda's pussy with a massive load of cum.

"Oh fuck...uhnnnn...god....Amanda!" he moaned as he let his hips grind against her ass, the last waves of his orgasm slowly slipping away as a smile began to spread across his face.

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With one hand still tight around Kammie's neck, Brady pulled his other hand back to her hip and pulled her body back to meet his powerful thrusts, driving his cock deep into her, his body slapping hard against hers, the loud sound filling the public bathroom. Even as he felt himself approaching climax, Brady wondered what his sister was doing right then. Was she still in her bedroom with Evan, curled up next to him, sleeping in his arms or were they still fucking...fucking like she had fucked Brady...

"Fuck! Amanda!" Brady growled as he plunged into Kammie's cunt from behind and then began to cum inside her. "Fuck!" His voice was angry even as he orgamsed and filled the brunette with his thick cum. When he finally let his hand fall away from her throat and he pulled out of her, his cock had gone limp and his rage had quieted to a dull thud in the back of his mind.
 
Amanda cried out in pleasure, on the edge of orgasm, as Evan slammed back into her and bit down on her neck. She teetered, almost there, when she started to feel him explode inside her. That, paired with his moans, sent her over the edge.

She dug her nails hard into her palms as his weight and the orgasm overwhelmed her, milking his cock as she came all over him.

She breathed heavily as her orgasm subsided, hips coming back down to rest on the bed. "Holy shit," she said quietly, before promptly bursting into tears. She couldn't explain the emotions, but she hoped Evan would just chalk it up to the "loss of virginity." Even though it hadn't been for her...

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Kammie was on the brink, gasping for air, as he pummeled his cock into her. He was punishing her for something someone else had apparently done to him. She didn't mind. She was just mentally thanking her friends for convincing her to get a fake ID.

"Yes! Oh god!" She choked out, as she was about to come. Brady, however, moaned out someone else's name incredibly loud, as he held her tightly, filling her with cum. Her pleasure plummeted, disturbed by the use of someone else's name.

He pulled out, not bothering to see if she had finished and she pulled her skirt in place, cum dripping out of her. Her face was flushed with embarrassment, wondering if he'd even enjoyed being with her at all.
 
Evan's body laid heavily on Amanda's back, his now limp cock pressed between her buttocks until he felt her body begin to relax beneath him. He slid off of her to lay next to her on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "That was...you are...crying?" he said as he turned his head and saw the tears on the brunette's cheeks.

"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Evan asked as he rolled onto his side facing Amanda, one hand sliding to the center of her back and rubbing gentle circles across her skin.

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"I gotta get out of here," Brady mumbled, pushing himself away from Kammie and fumbling to get his cock back into his pants. He opened the stall door, oblivious to whether the tall brunette had had time to cover herself as he zipped his pants and staggered to the sink.

The bathroom was empty now except for Brady and Kammie. Brady leaned heavily on the counter, staring at himself in the large mirror. His eyes were bloodshot and glazed over and his face was red and swollen. He knew this was a mistake. The whole night had been a mistake. He'd done nothing but screw up since he'd arrived home from college to house sit for his parents. Of course, getting drunk and fucking a stranger in a bathroom didn't quite compare to the mistake of fucking his own sister, or even to fucking his ex-girlfriend. But it was just another mistake piled on top of those.

So what now? he wondered as he splashed water on his face. Do I go home and apologize to Amanda or maybe I could just tell her that I'm in love with her and that even though I'm a perverted loser, I want her to drop her boyfriend and be with me. I could always go to Serena's place. She'll take me in. Or I could drink more. Maybe if I drink enough I can just forget all about Amanda and Serena and Kammie and most importantly, forget who I am.

Brady stumbled to the bathroom door and out into the bar, still not sure where he was going or how he was going to find a way out of the mess he'd made of his life.
 
Amanda smiled at Evan, despite her tears. "No, baby! You didn't do anything wrong. I'm crying because I'm a girl and girls sometimes cry and can't help it. That was fucking...beautiful. It was what I always expected. You're so good to me and I don't ever want to lose you, Ev." New tears welled in the corners of her eyes as he rubbed her back.

"I'm so in love with you, Ev." she whispered. It was the first time she'd ever told him that, though of course she had told him she loved him many times. She cupped his face with the warm palm of her hand softly, stroking his strong jaw with her fingertips.

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So, Brady looked like a hot mess as Kammie stumbled out of the stall and towards the bathroom door. She looked him up and down. He was still great-looking, but damn, how much had he had to drink?

"Here," she said, handing him a tissue. "In case you need to cry." And with that, she left the bathroom, heading towards the front of the bar where her friends were waiting for her. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and she was physically frustrated she hadn't finished. She would definitely be getting hassled and teased by her friends the minute she left.

But most of all, she felt bad for the guy.
 
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Evan didn't know what to think. He was definitely feeling the love, but he couldn't help but think there was something else behind Amanda's tears besides just being overwhelmed with emotion. He decided not to push the issue though, not after how well everything had been going that night. Instead he simply pulled her close and wrapped his arms around the brunette's naked body and hoped that whatever it was, she would eventually open up to him about it.

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Eventually Brady managed to stumble his way out of the club and down the street to a park bench, where he sat down heavily and fished into his pocket to find his cell phone. After dropping the phone twice, he finally managed to pull up his contacts. He tried several of his friends, hoping one of them would give him a place to stay for the night, but it was late and no one answered. No one answered until the last call he made. Serena answered. She would always answer when he called.

Fifteen minutes later Brady was in a cab heading toward Serena's house, too drunk to care that he was making another mistake. All that mattered was that he couldn't go home and face his sister, worse he couldn't go home and take the chance that Evan was still there with her.
 
Amanda eventually wiped away her tears and managed to get comfortable in Evan's arms. She was finally at a good place with him... a more than good place. Things were perfect. Things could go back to normal and she could forget everything that had happened between she and her brother. "Sooooo, how did you get so good at that?" Amanda teased, looking over her shoulder at her boyfriend.

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Serena smirked as she opened the door, but her haughty attitude fell away quickly as she saw the state Brady was in. She could tell he was drunk when he called, but she didn't know the extent of his intoxication until she was face to face with him.

"Oh honey," she said softly, helping him inside and sitting him down on the couch. "What happened?"
 
"So you're saying I was good, huh?" Evan joked in response as he raised his eyebrows. "How do you know I was good? Maybe I'm terrible. You don't have anything to compare it to so that could have been the worst sex ever..." unable to contain his laughter, Evan burst out with a long, belly laugh.

"Seriously though, that was pretty mindblowing, wasn't it," he finally admitted as he stopped laughing. "I think you are a natural. As for me, I checked a book out from the library," he added, smiling wickedly.

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"Can we just talk about it in the morning?" Brady asked as he slumped against the back of the couch, his eyes already closed as he did his best to keep the room from spinning.

"I think I threw up in the cab...I hope the driver wasn't too pissed..." he mumbled.
 
"Yes, you goober!" she giggled, now facing him. He always was quite the jokester and enjoyed laughing at his own jokes. She couldn't help but laugh with him, enjoying the way his body felt as his muscles tensed with laughter. "Baby, I know what sex ISN'T supposed to be like and it definitely wasn't that. So I think it's safe to say it was incredible."

"It really was," she whispered, no longer laughing. "But you know I see right through that bullshit!" she said with another giggle, "No books were checked out under your name, mister. It must have been alllllllllllllllllllll those girls you practiced with!" she whacked him on the arm gently, teasingly.

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"Whatever you want, honey. Let's get you a blanket." Serena knew right now wasn't the time to try to take advantage of the situation. He really did need her help, and she felt badly. She got him a blanket and some water, helping him to get onto his side comfortably with a bucket nearby.

"Let's talk in the morning. I'm right upstairs if you need anything. I'll check on you soon, okay?" As she ascended the stairs, she wondered why in the world he had ended up at her place of all places. He wasn't happy with her right now, to say the least.
 
Evan was about to respond to Amanda's accusation by trying to deny that he'd been with that many girls, when his cell started to ring. "Saved by the bell..." he joked as he rolled toward the edge of the bed and grabbed his pants from the floor. He fished his phone from his pants pocket and turned it over to see that it was one of his best friends, Marty. Apparently he'd already called twice while Evan and Amanda were busy.

"What's up, Marty?" Evan asked as he held the phone up to his ear. "No, I'm at Amanda's house right now, just hanging out....no, I didn't forget, something just came up. Let me text you in a couple of minutes, okay?"

Evan turned the phone off and set it on the bedside table before turning back toward Amanda, "Sorry, I'd promised some of the guys I'd meet them tonight. I'll text him back in a few minutes and let him know that I can't make it."

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Brady was grateful that Serena didn't push the issue, and even more grateful that she didn't try to get him to share her bed. He didn't think he could handle waking up in her bed in the morning, and he certainly didn't trust her to keep her hands to herself.

With her gone, he flipped on the television and let himself pass out, thankful that the room had finally stopped lurching every time he turned his head.
 
Amanda watched her naked boyfriend roll around and snatch his pants off the floor, grabbing his cellphone and answering it. Even though he had successfully avoided the question and joked about it, she didn't find herself feeling as uneasy about the subject as she might have normally. She knew that Evan had had plenty of sex before the two of them started dating. He was in college, after all. But he never acted shady about the subject; he just managed to get out of the conversations by luck.

She listened as he talked to his good friend, Marty, and smiled to herself. He totally HAD blown off the guys to be with her.

"You don't need to apologize, babe. You came over here instead of being with them..." she cocked her head, "There's nothing I'd rather do than cuddle with you post-sex, but I don't want you to have to cancel hanging out with them. The last thing we need is any 'whipped' jokes." she winked. "I'd love it if you came back though? Maybe you can sneak back into bed with me when you guys are done."

She leaned in close, "You might even get lucky again." She kissed him softly, intimately, lovingly.
 
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