Re: Compare and Contrast (Part 1)
anonymous
September 1 2012, 01:42:16 UTC
So was the way Jeff laid Annie down on the bed and kissed her midriff. And Britta wasn’t aware that Jeff liked using his tongue on bellybuttons too - or liked it when someone laughed in bed. But she wasn’t surprised that Jeff liked how Annie pounced on him and laid on top of him.
Still, when Annie unbuttoned his shirt and ripped it open, Jeff stunned Britta anew by not saying anything about the stitching. He just took the shirt off - threw it off - and let Annie work on his pants.
Britta didn’t need to see Annie demean herself on Jeff’s pant area. Sure, it was nice to look at and even taste a bit, but….then again, this was Annie doing it. The girl who couldn’t even say penis or put condoms on a banana was now going to suck a human banana. Then again, that was years ago and Annie clearly wasn’t that sexually naïve anymore.
And of course, she was a quick learner in everything. In this too, judging by the moans Jeff was making - even though Britta had never heard those moans from him.
She tried to recall if she heard those kind of moans from Troy when she…demeaned her mouth on him. But she couldn’t ask him, because his brain was shorted out and he couldn’t look away from Annie sucking on Jeff’s cock.
Why would he? Why would anything or anyone else enter his mind now?
But this part of the show ended when Jeff backed away from Annie’s mouth. Britta almost yelled out, “Oh, come on, really?” at how he made Annie sit up, then bent down and ate her out instead of letting her finish him off. And when he held Annie’s hips and seemed to rub his face all over herself, Britta almost thought she was in one of Abed’s alternate timelines.
And that was before Annie grabbed Jeff by the hair without getting yelled at, then bent down to kiss him - and taste herself - before Jeff sat up and got her to sit on his lap.
Well, with the way they worked themselves up, at least this would be over soon. They wouldn’t have to look at Annie bouncing on Jeff’s lap for long - or see Jeff hold her to his chest and actually look at her during sex. Soon, they wouldn’t have to see Jeff drive his hips into her in a familiar, yet more passionate than usual pattern. Or see Annie wiggle her ass up and down so vividly in Troy’s line of sight.
Oh, who was Britta kidding? She could dance around describing the real truth in her head all she wanted, but it was no use.
The fact was that Jeff wasn’t emotionally unavailable during sex - at least when it was with Annie and not Britta. And now that Troy was seeing the more beloved, hotter, sexier, younger Annie naked and rocking Jeff’s world…..Britta would seem like second place to him too.
After all, look at her and what she was doing to him. And what he was inspired to actually do for her.
If Britta was anyone else in any other position, she might actually find this hot. If Jeff Winger was any other person and she had any other history with him, she might see this Jeff as someone worth keeping around in bed - even if people knew about them. And if Britta was really as progressive as she tried to be on that Valentine’s Day….she might really be impressed with how Annie was jiggling and writhing on him.
Regardless, it was pretty impressive on both ends….
Oh, fuck it. Troy would be too brainwashed by Annie to notice Britta now - or later. Besides, she deserved just a tiny little break.
Compare and Contrast (Part 3 - part 2 located above)
anonymous
September 1 2012, 01:43:59 UTC
When she covered her mouth with her right hand, jammed her left hand into her pants, and started working herself, it was a rare good sign that Jeff and Annie didn’t finish then and there. They still had a ways to go, since Jeff was actually slowing down to make this last longer. It made all the sense in the world for him to do that, really.
Well, if Jeff was going to rub in this longer, Britta would do some rubbing of her own.
She blocked out Annie and focused on Jeff’s movements at first. Then she blocked out the implications of focusing on Annie as well. Then she focused on how Jeff kissed Annie while rubbing her off, and blocked out imagining anyone else in that scenario - or rewriting any past moments in her head.
Britta willed herself to just think about how hot this was. And even how sweet it was to see her friends actually making…..well, maybe those weren’t the best thoughts. Still, it was something how they had overcome the past, their own mistakes and insecurities to find something this hot and satisfying.
At least it was possible for some people. Or at least for some people to keep it, before it looked inadequate and less sexy to one of them.
But Britta wanted one good memory to cling to tonight. And right after Annie shuddered and clenched around Jeff, and Jeff shuddered and released himself, Britta finally got her release as well.
Afterwards, Jeff and Annie fell on their backs and didn’t move, so it looked like they were ready to at least take a nap. Britta didn’t move as well, but not because she was sleepy. She stayed frozen in place, with her right hand over her mouth and her wet left hand stuck inside her wet panties.
The second she moved, the sooner they’d have to sneak out - and the sooner Troy would realize he made the wrong choice in not going for Annie years ago. It was the way of the world, so who was Britta to fight it anymore?
Yet she wanted to put it off for just a few more minutes. So when Britta finally heard Jeff’s all too familiar snoring - and Annie’s only slightly quieter snores - she still didn’t move. Troy clearly wasn’t moving either, so maybe -
“Thank God,” she heard Troy say right then. Before she could do anything else, she felt Troy pulling her hand out of her pants. She then turned around just in time to see him take her wet fingers and lick them clean.
“Troy, what are you….” Britta barely managed to merely whisper. She enjoyed the feeling before she just had to Britta it and whisper, “God, pretending that I taste like Annie already? I mean, with you drooling all over her, you must know what she tastes like by now.”
“What? I don’t have magic lady tasting powers like that,” Troy remembered to whisper. “And I like tasting you too much to get them. That’s why you brought me out of my brain coma when you touched yourself. Hell, I wasn’t even looking at them when you started that, how could I?”
“You, you weren’t?” Britta asked, although there was really no way she knew for sure. He could just be lying to suck up to her and taste her, while still wishing it was Annie.
“No. I mean, picturing you in Annie’s place got me in that brain coma to start with. It was nice of you to lure me out too, so thanks for taking one for the team,” Troy complimented. “Can I pay you back in my room when we get out of here? I mean, Abed needs me first when we get out of here, but I can do the naked stuff with you right after that! Okay?”
Yes he could. He could do that, and maybe Britta would be enough for him when he did. Maybe if Jeff and Annie could turn into that in bed, other impossible stuff could happen too. Stuff, and people, that actually favored Britta more.
Maybe if they finished Abed’s shoot fast enough, they could get back and do it in Troy’s room while Jeff and Annie were still in her room. That might make it a little easier to face them with their clothes on. But perhaps one Britta win was her limit tonight - though this kind of win wasn’t so bad to settle for.
Still, when Annie unbuttoned his shirt and ripped it open, Jeff stunned Britta anew by not saying anything about the stitching. He just took the shirt off - threw it off - and let Annie work on his pants.
Britta didn’t need to see Annie demean herself on Jeff’s pant area. Sure, it was nice to look at and even taste a bit, but….then again, this was Annie doing it. The girl who couldn’t even say penis or put condoms on a banana was now going to suck a human banana. Then again, that was years ago and Annie clearly wasn’t that sexually naïve anymore.
And of course, she was a quick learner in everything. In this too, judging by the moans Jeff was making - even though Britta had never heard those moans from him.
She tried to recall if she heard those kind of moans from Troy when she…demeaned her mouth on him. But she couldn’t ask him, because his brain was shorted out and he couldn’t look away from Annie sucking on Jeff’s cock.
Why would he? Why would anything or anyone else enter his mind now?
But this part of the show ended when Jeff backed away from Annie’s mouth. Britta almost yelled out, “Oh, come on, really?” at how he made Annie sit up, then bent down and ate her out instead of letting her finish him off. And when he held Annie’s hips and seemed to rub his face all over herself, Britta almost thought she was in one of Abed’s alternate timelines.
And that was before Annie grabbed Jeff by the hair without getting yelled at, then bent down to kiss him - and taste herself - before Jeff sat up and got her to sit on his lap.
Well, with the way they worked themselves up, at least this would be over soon. They wouldn’t have to look at Annie bouncing on Jeff’s lap for long - or see Jeff hold her to his chest and actually look at her during sex. Soon, they wouldn’t have to see Jeff drive his hips into her in a familiar, yet more passionate than usual pattern. Or see Annie wiggle her ass up and down so vividly in Troy’s line of sight.
Oh, who was Britta kidding? She could dance around describing the real truth in her head all she wanted, but it was no use.
The fact was that Jeff wasn’t emotionally unavailable during sex - at least when it was with Annie and not Britta. And now that Troy was seeing the more beloved, hotter, sexier, younger Annie naked and rocking Jeff’s world…..Britta would seem like second place to him too.
After all, look at her and what she was doing to him. And what he was inspired to actually do for her.
If Britta was anyone else in any other position, she might actually find this hot. If Jeff Winger was any other person and she had any other history with him, she might see this Jeff as someone worth keeping around in bed - even if people knew about them. And if Britta was really as progressive as she tried to be on that Valentine’s Day….she might really be impressed with how Annie was jiggling and writhing on him.
Regardless, it was pretty impressive on both ends….
Oh, fuck it. Troy would be too brainwashed by Annie to notice Britta now - or later. Besides, she deserved just a tiny little break.
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Well, if Jeff was going to rub in this longer, Britta would do some rubbing of her own.
She blocked out Annie and focused on Jeff’s movements at first. Then she blocked out the implications of focusing on Annie as well. Then she focused on how Jeff kissed Annie while rubbing her off, and blocked out imagining anyone else in that scenario - or rewriting any past moments in her head.
Britta willed herself to just think about how hot this was. And even how sweet it was to see her friends actually making…..well, maybe those weren’t the best thoughts. Still, it was something how they had overcome the past, their own mistakes and insecurities to find something this hot and satisfying.
At least it was possible for some people. Or at least for some people to keep it, before it looked inadequate and less sexy to one of them.
But Britta wanted one good memory to cling to tonight. And right after Annie shuddered and clenched around Jeff, and Jeff shuddered and released himself, Britta finally got her release as well.
Afterwards, Jeff and Annie fell on their backs and didn’t move, so it looked like they were ready to at least take a nap. Britta didn’t move as well, but not because she was sleepy. She stayed frozen in place, with her right hand over her mouth and her wet left hand stuck inside her wet panties.
The second she moved, the sooner they’d have to sneak out - and the sooner Troy would realize he made the wrong choice in not going for Annie years ago. It was the way of the world, so who was Britta to fight it anymore?
Yet she wanted to put it off for just a few more minutes. So when Britta finally heard Jeff’s all too familiar snoring - and Annie’s only slightly quieter snores - she still didn’t move. Troy clearly wasn’t moving either, so maybe -
“Thank God,” she heard Troy say right then. Before she could do anything else, she felt Troy pulling her hand out of her pants. She then turned around just in time to see him take her wet fingers and lick them clean.
“Troy, what are you….” Britta barely managed to merely whisper. She enjoyed the feeling before she just had to Britta it and whisper, “God, pretending that I taste like Annie already? I mean, with you drooling all over her, you must know what she tastes like by now.”
“What? I don’t have magic lady tasting powers like that,” Troy remembered to whisper. “And I like tasting you too much to get them. That’s why you brought me out of my brain coma when you touched yourself. Hell, I wasn’t even looking at them when you started that, how could I?”
“You, you weren’t?” Britta asked, although there was really no way she knew for sure. He could just be lying to suck up to her and taste her, while still wishing it was Annie.
“No. I mean, picturing you in Annie’s place got me in that brain coma to start with. It was nice of you to lure me out too, so thanks for taking one for the team,” Troy complimented. “Can I pay you back in my room when we get out of here? I mean, Abed needs me first when we get out of here, but I can do the naked stuff with you right after that! Okay?”
Yes he could. He could do that, and maybe Britta would be enough for him when he did. Maybe if Jeff and Annie could turn into that in bed, other impossible stuff could happen too. Stuff, and people, that actually favored Britta more.
Maybe if they finished Abed’s shoot fast enough, they could get back and do it in Troy’s room while Jeff and Annie were still in her room. That might make it a little easier to face them with their clothes on. But perhaps one Britta win was her limit tonight - though this kind of win wasn’t so bad to settle for.
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