Chapter 450.


    <strong>Chapter 450. An Exciting Night with Two Girls Outside the City: ying a Risky Game. (4/4)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was stuck in a position with my palms face up cupping her fleshy bottom under the hoodie she had on. She wasn’t bothered at all. I could feel directly with my hands that she wasn’t wearing any shorts under it, only her panties. Her panties felt slightly wet toward the center.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why the hell does her flip get switched so easily? Was it her kiss with Dawn just now that triggered it?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Get off me.” I twisted my head to the right, looked over my shoulder, and our eyes locked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No way~ I’m so scared of what you might do if I get off of you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Help me out a bit in secret or I’ll keep escting things further.’ That was the message she conveyed to me with her eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Right here?’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Yeah.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Right now?’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Yeah.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Like this...’


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Yeah.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her eyes only knew one response.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What the hell sort of dangerous situation is this! Dawn’s right here you idiot!


    <span style="font-weight:400">I unconsciously increased my grip on her bottom without realizing it when I internally retorted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm~” A moan leaked out of Rosa''s mouth as she turned her head away from me to look at Dawn over her right shoulder and ask, “Dawn… so how was it?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? What?” Dawn snapped out of her shocked state, she seemed a bit dumbfounded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean, what? Kissing a guy who already has a girlfriend. Was it exciting? Did it get your heart pounding?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t try to turn Dawn into a degenerate like you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She pulled her hips back, grinding her crotch against my hands underneath her as a seductive curve formed from her neck down her back to her bottom. She’d turned her head back to me and said, “What~ hm~mmmm~ how awful a thing to call your girlfriend~ I’m not a degenerate at all~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As Rosa had her back to Dawn, she couldn’t see what Rosa was doing with her hands in front. Rosa had cupped her right breast from below and squeezed it firmly. Her left hand slid down over her chest down her belly toward the gap between her thighs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her fingers slipped under the back of my hand. She repositioned my hand and slipped it inside the inner left side of her panties from below.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She slid her hand out but immediately slipped it back in from above to hold my hand in ce and push my fingers inside the hot moist slit between her legs.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her head was still tilted toward me, but her eyes had mostly shut as they rolled back so I could see the whites from my angle. Her eyelids fluttered as my fingers squirmed about inside her most sensitive region.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The smallest movement was enough to get her off right now. Rather than from direct stimtion, it was the immorality of the situation that really got her going. The danger of being caught in the act by Dawn directly behind her back while doing something so lewd. It was a repeat of the restaurant a few days ago.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Only, in a far more precarious position that was much more likely for us to be discovered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When Dawn called her name, Rosa''s body stiffened up a bit as her shoulders raised up and pushed together behind her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-What is it… Dawn.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t stop her from rubbing the back of my hand in a circr motion with her index finger.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are yuh okay? Yuh sound a little… weird.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m perfectly fine. Why?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why are yuh fine with another girl kissing your boyfriend and even pushing for it to happen, shouldn’t yuh be more against that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“As I said before, since I kissed you, I’d be a hypocrite if Iined now. I just don’t want to be~eee a hypocrite.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her tone raised an octave when I pinched her clitoris between my index and middle finger. Her left leg even raised up and crossed over her right leg to squeeze my hand in ce. She slouched forward and nted her right hand down on the bed. From my angle, with her left leg elevated I could see my fingers tucked under her panties prating inside her body beneath the hoodie she had on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a very damning sight. But it was one I couldn’t look away from. The scent from the bed beneath me was Dawn’s and was throwing me off and clouding my senses. Pheromones just did that to you whether you liked it or not.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t think that’s right.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why not?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It just isn’t…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever, if you say so. Dawn, how about we make this thest one for the night? Truth or dare?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Isn’t it Ran’s turn though?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who cares, we’re skipping his turn since he was mean and called me a degenerate just now, it’s his punishment. I would have been next to ask you after his turn so let’s do thisst one and call it there.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right, it’s not good to call your girlfriend a degenerate, Ran,” Dawn concurred and unjustly scolded me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But she is! She absolutely is! Damn it, I can even prove it if you just get off the bed and look at what this perverse girl is doing right now! I wanted to scream all those things out at the top of my lungs but opted not to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So... Dawn~? Truth~... hah… or dare~?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa did her best to maintain a natural conversation with Dawn while she was fingered but it seemed she was already nearing her climax. She bit her lower lip as her breathing quickened. She was doing everything she could to take each breath silently. Her mouth was slightly ajar as she looked at me with eyes filled with desire. She was drowning in waves of pleasure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… I’ll go with… truth again.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Which felt better… no, scratch that. Which turned you on more, kissing me, or my boyfriend?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">This absolute degenerate! Who goes and asks someone that! In what world is that a question that can even be posed to someone?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“D-Dare.” Dawn didn’t even know how to respond and had to switch her response.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aww and I really wanted to know the answer to that one. Well, I guess I’ll give you your dare.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa pulled out her phone, typed something out on it, then held it out to Dawn.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This is your dare.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As soon as Dawn read it, her face flushed red as her eyes darted back and forth between the two of us.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“T-There’s no way I can do that, Rosa.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What~? You can’t? Then, just answer the question I asked truthfully then.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ugh… the one that turned me on more?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes~ right~ cum~ nnn~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right before Dawn answered Rosa’s crossed legs and inner walls violently convulsed. Her contractions were powerful and intense. The pressure on my hand was like a vice grip, I couldn’t pull it out until she finished.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I felt a strange sort of pleasure when I kissed yuh Rosa… but… I… uh… got butterflies in my stomach when Ran moved in to kiss me when my eyes were still closed. When I opened my eyes and it actually happened I felt as if I’d been electrocuted.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">By the time Dawn finished her exnation, Rosa’s convulsions ceased and her body had rxed. My hand was pretty wet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see, so his sneaky tactics won out this time. I suppose I’ll have to try harder next time.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she uncrossed her legs while slouching forward post-orgasm, at longst I was able to pull both hands out from under her and free them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shouldn’t yuh be... upset that I said those things about your boyfriend?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Upset? Why would I be upset about that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa’s chest was heaving but she did a good job hiding that she was out of breath when speaking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do yuh see me as that low of a threat?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I just thought that dare would be a fun time. It’s a shame you chickened out.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That dare… yuh were serious about that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course~ if you want I can leave it on the table for another time.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What the hell is this dare you’re talking about?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm~ do you want to know?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, the dare was for Dawn to-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rosa!” Flustered, Dawn sprung forward and covered Rosa’s mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmmmm mmmmm~?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You can’t go saying that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What was she going to say?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s got nothin to do with you. Please stay out of this. I needa have a little chat with Rosa, do yuh mind stepping outside for a bit please?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh, sure…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">If it meant I was free from this hell then sure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dawn dragged Rosa off my back, giving me the chance to slip out from under her. When I sat up, Dawn suddenly pointed out, “Hey, yuh’ve got a long strand of hair on the back of your right shoulder.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I do?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It must be from your bed I guess.” I reached out over my shoulder to try and grab it but couldn’t find it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No… it shouldn’t be on your back since yuh neverid down on your back inside my room. If it’s from anywhere, it probably would’ve been picked up from the couch, wouldn’t it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she realized I couldn’t find it, Dawn plucked the strand of hair off my back for me before she continued her train of thought, “ But… this definitely isn’t my hair, and… it doesn’t look like Rosa’s either. It’s… pink.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Pink? Huh? Wisteria’s? Could it actually not be from the couch and instead be from yesterday when I met up with her? I’d changed out of this shirt yesterday before going to bed but changed back into it after the one I had on earlier got wet. Since this was the shirt I’d worn the day before, it was entirely possible it was from yesterday.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmmmm, just whose hair could this be if it’s from the couch though?” Dawn pondered to herself.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t know anyone who’s been here with long pink hair?” Rosa asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No… but… could it be? While I was out yesterday… my dad… had a woman over?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My eyes shot wide open as an electric current coursed through my brain and a potential connection was made.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If Wisteria… had been here… and met Dawn’s father in secret while she was out yesterday, Dawn’s father was her client for the mission she was currently on!


    <span style="font-weight:400">I got off the bed and said, “Well, I’ll wait outside until the two of you are done talking about whatever it is you wanted to talk about.”