FYOP/Hollywood Hardware/0041
"C'mon, date us," you half-joke with Kesha. "We're better than the other girls in your dating sim."
Kesha turns up her nose. "Yuck. Unfollow."
Janelle whispers in Kesha's ear and points to you. "C'mon. My boyfriend is kinda nerdy. You'd have a fuckin' GREAT time teasing him."
"Whatever," Kesha says, rolling her eyes. "Like, I'm still not dating you." But she's smirking, and you know she's lying.
"I'll do anything you want," you tell Kesha, blushing hard. "...As long as that's okay with Janelle," you add. "She's the boss."
"Oh, I don't mind, boo," Janelle says with a smirk. "I think you doing anything Kesha wants would be kinda hot, actually."
"Okay," Kesha says, putting her controller down and getting up. "Let's go to your bedroom."
Your heart races as you get up and follow Kesha to your bedroom. Janelle follows close behind, smirking.
Kesha sits on your bed and looks around your room, smirking. "Like, this is sooo nerdy," she says, gesturing at your collection of action figures.
"I—I'm sorry," you say, blushing hard.
"No, it's cute," Kesha says, patting your cheek. "I like it."
"Really?" you ask, surprised.
"Yeah, really," Kesha says, leaning in and kissing you on the lips.
You kiss back eagerly, your heart racing.
"Look at you two," Janelle smirks, sitting in a chair in the corner of the room and crossing her legs. "So cute."
You ignore her, lost in Kesha's kiss. Kesha's hand wanders down to your crotch, and she starts rubbing you through your pants.
"I think someone's ready for a little fun," Kesha says, smirking as she stands up.
"I—I—" you start to say, but Kesha cuts you off by pulling your pants and underwear down.
"Shh," she says, putting her finger to your lips. "Just relax and enjoy."
You do as you're told, and soon Kesha is giving you the best blowjob of your life. You can feel your whole body tensing up, and you know you're about to explode.
"Aww, he's about to come," Janelle says, still sitting in the corner and watching.
"No, I'm not," you say through gritted teeth, determined to last longer.
"Yes, you are," Kesha says, smirking. "I can feel it."
And she's right. You can't hold back any longer, and you explode into her mouth.
"See?" Janelle says, smirking. "I told you he was about to come."
"Shut up," you say, blushing hard.
"Whatever," Kesha says, smirking as she stands up and kisses you on the cheek. "That was fun. We should do it again sometime."
"I—I'd like that," you say, still blushing.
"Good," Kesha says, smacking your ass as she walks past you. "Now, I'm going to go take a shower. I need to get all your cum off of me."
"Okay," you say, still blushing.
You hear the shower turn on in the bathroom, and you sink down onto the bed, exhausted.
"So," Janelle says, smirking at you from the chair. "How was it?"
"It was—I—" you start to say, but you're interrupted by Kesha walking out of the bathroom, naked.
"It was amazing," Kesha says, walking over to you and kissing you on the lips. "I've never had such good head in my life."
"I'm glad you liked it," you say, still blushing.
"I loved it," Kesha says, crawling into bed with you. "But I'm still not dating you."
"I know," you say with a sigh.
"But maybe we can have some more fun like that sometime," Kesha says, smirking.
"I—I'd like that," you say, blushing hard.
"Good," Kesha says, kissing you on the cheek. "Now, let's get some sleep. I'm exhausted."
"Okay," you say, still blushing. Janelle crawls into the bed too, smirking as she notices your blush.
You turn off the light, and soon all three of you are gone.
The next morning, you wake up to find both Janelle and Kesha snuggled up against you, fast asleep. You can't help but smile, feeling lucky to have such beautiful girlfriends.
The End