Suddenly Late One Night

Suddenly Late One Night

A Final Fantasy VIII Fan Fic

By Bubblegom

Chapter Two

FF VIII characters and locations are owned by SquareSoft.

NC-17 for sexual content. Enter at your own risk.

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Naturally Zell’s room was as immaculate and organized as you would expect it to be. In fact, it almost appeared as no one lived there at all. Quickly becoming bored with just sitting there, I began to go through his drawers and closet in search of some entertainment. Oh yeah, like you wouldn’t have if you’d had the opportunity.

All I found besides clothing was some old fighting magazines. These held limited interest to me and after I had perused them for a few minutes I was thoroughly bored again. Something of interest that I did discover was some pieces of Gil.

Upon seeing them, it suddenly struck me that I didn’t actually know what Gil looked like. They appeared to be gold coins, bigger than our quarters but smaller than a silver dollar. They were of several denominations ranging from a one Gil piece to five, ten, twenty, fifty, with the largest one in the drawer being a hundred. I put several hundred in my pocket.

I know, I know, I was stealing. But I needed some money didn’t I – just in case? And after all I assumed he had a lot more from where those had come from and he had left it laying carelessly in his drawer. I wouldn’t spend it unless I absolutely had to, but I felt a lot better having some currency on me. I just sat there bored out of my mind for another fifteen minutes and then I couldn’t stand anymore and decided to go out in the Garden and look for some action.

Once I found my way from the men’s dormitory hallway into the main part of the Garden’s atrium, I knew exactly where I was. I decided I would first go look in the library for Luna before I did any other exploring. There were a lot more SeeDs and students around than in the game, but I supposed that did make sense. No one appeared to take more than a passing interest in me as I walked along and I was thankful for Xu’s idea of having me dress in a student uniform. Thinking of Xu caused me to realize that she would probably be irritated with me for not remaining in Zell’s room, but come on – there was no way I could have stood several more hours in there with nothing to do.

Entering the library, I glanced around and not seeing Luna anywhere in the immediate area, I stepped up to the counter. I was delighted to see that the pony-tail girl was apparently on duty. I introduced myself and asked if Luna was around.

The pony-tail girl responded with a big smile, “Oh, Luna told us all about you. No, she’s not scheduled to work today, but I get a break shortly. She rooms next to me in the dorm. I could take you there if you’d like. By the way, my name is Ayame.”

“Very pleased to meet you,” I said. I spent the next few minutes looking at books on the shelves. Of course I didn’t see a thing that looked familiar to me. Soon after that, Ayame walked up to me and said, “I’m on my break now, let’s go.”

We walked from the library and down the corridor. Beside me, Ayame spoke, “We’ll need to hurry, I don’t have long.”

Once we reached the female dormitory corridor, Ayame led me several doors down and then explained, “This is Luna’s room.”

After knocking several times on the door, it was quite obvious that either Luna wasn’t presently in her room or she was asleep. Ayame turned to me and said, “Sorry, I guess she isn’t here. Just come with me to my room, I live right next door.”

“Are you sure it’s okay for me to be on the women’s hall?” I asked. I didn’t really care for myself but I didn’t want Ayame to get into any trouble because of me.

“Oh no, it’s fine,” she assured me with a smile. “It would be different if you lived here, but you’re a visitor so it’s okay.”

After we had entered her room and I noticed that she locked the door behind us, she said, “Grab a seat anywhere,” and she motioned at the beds and a couple of chairs. There were two beds in the room so I assumed she had a roommate.

“I’ll be right back, I just need to freshen up a little,” Ayame further informed me and then she disappeared into the bathroom.

‘Freshen up?’ I thought. Oh lord!

I sat down on one of the chairs and idly wondered if ‘freshen up’ was a euphemism for what I thought it was. I had my answer almost immediately as the bathroom door opened and Ayame reentered the room appareled only in a sheer bra and panties.

“I hope it’s okay if I got comfortable,” she spoke nervously, blushing prettily.

I regained my feet with some alacrity and answered, “Of course it’s okay, it’s your room after all.”

She quickly stepped up to me and giggled nervously while saying, “No fair, you have the advantage of me.”

And she proceeded to unbutton my trousers and drag them to the floor. God! The young women in this world or game or wherever I was certainly weren’t shy. In two shakes of a lamb’s tail I no longer had any advantage on her at all as she had stripped me stark naked and had my already turgid member in her hand.

“Oh God,” I groaned as she knelt in front of me and placed my erection deep into her mouth. The sensations were exquisite as she lovingly ran her lips up and down the entire length of my stiff penis. Ayame increased her suckling on my erection tenfold and in a very short time my orgasm was exploding in her mouth. God! It felt as though the top of my head was going to come off. It was then that I heard the beep of someone activating the door keypad and then the door of the room apparently being opened. As my back was to the door, I had no idea who had just entered the room and I could see that Ayame’s eyes had completely widened in surprise.

“I know you had to hurry because you only had a short break, but this is moving fast even for you,” a female’s voice said.

As I turned my head slightly to catch a glimpse of the young black woman who also worked in the library along with Luna and Ayame, my current lover self consciously wiped my recent cum off her lips with her hand.

“Hi, my name is Jackie,” she said, striding up to me with her right hand held out incongruously considering the circumstances. Jackie, unlike Ayame currently, appeared completely unembarrassed at the entire situation and my nakedness; in fact she was gazing intently at my now wilting erection.

“Hmm, nice,” she murmured.

“Very pleased to meet you,” I spoke, taking her right hand in mine and slightly shaking it.

“I imagine so, honeychile,” Jackie responded and then laughed throatily. “Particularly under the circumstances.”

By this time, Ayame had regained her feet and said uncertainly, “I guess I’d better get back.”

“No, it’s okay,” Jackie insisted. “Luna showed unexpectedly and was nice enough to fill in for you until you get back. I explained to her the circumstances and she’s not expecting you back any time soon.”

Ayame blushed even deeper at the full intent of her co-worker’s last statement. “Jackie’s my roommate,” she suddenly explained oddly.

Given the circumstance of how unruffled Jackie was acting, I decided to push the sexual envelope even further and see what happened. I pulled Ayame to me gently and began to kiss her fervently. She slightly pulled back and murmured, “Oh, oh, no,” but her very body was contradicting her protests as I felt her responding to me.

Continuing to kiss her, I ran my hands softly up and down her fulsome body. I pushed my tongue into her slightly opened mouth and explored the interior. As Ayame groaned softly and pushed her tongue against mine, I undid the back of her bra and let it drop to the floor. Her breasts were rather sizeable for her frame, but attractively so with no sag whatsoever. Her nipples were fully erected and her areoles were large.

I couldn’t help but notice from the corner of my eye that Jackie was looking on delightedly at the latest developments with a large smile upon her pretty face. Ayame and I continued to kiss single-mindedly as I then pushed her panties down over her hips and down to the floor.

She was now as bereft of clothing as I was. I slipped the middle finger of my left hand into Ayame’s now totally distended labia and realized her clit had opened from its sheathing. “Oh God,” she moaned as I fingered it.

Now I took a huge risk that could have easily blown up in my face. I discontinued my affections from Ayame and turned to the still avidly watching Jackie. “Hey,” I said to her. “I don’t mean to ignore you.”

And I very slowly and gently began to unfasten the buttons of her uniform blouse giving her every opportunity to pull away from me if she found it distasteful.

“Oh, am I gonna play too?” she asked, continuing to smile at me.

I didn’t deign to answer at this point, but instead continued to unbutton her blouse until it was hanging completely open. I was delighted to see she wasn’t encumbered with a bra and her chocolate colored breasts were beautiful. Her aureoles were huge, and her nipples were tiny in comparison. Ayame suddenly stepped by me and knelt in front of Jackie causing me to breathe a huge sigh of relief. My ploy was working. I was soon going to be involved in something I had only previously dreamed of – a threesome with two beautiful young women.

Ayame unclasped her roommate’s skirt and then pulled it along with her now evident thong down to her feet. When Jackie pulled the pony-tailed young woman up to her feet and began kissing her with an open mouth, I became rock hard immediately. In fact my erection was so stiff it almost hurt.

The small size of the dormitory room necessitated the two beds being located rather closely together. While the two young women continued to embrace each other, I stepped across the room and pushed the two beds together to have more of a sexual playground. I then laid down in the center of the two beds on my back with my prick standing fully at attention and invited them to join me.

Jackie and Ayame broke their clinch and took a few steps and literally threw themselves down on top of me. “Oof!” I exclaimed. “Be careful, you might break something.”

“Fat chance of that,” Jackie replied, emerging with my erection in her hand. “It looks none the worse for wear to me.”

I rolled Ayame gently onto her back and then knelt in front of her. “Come here lover,” she murmured, holding her arms up to me in invitation.

It was obvious that Ayame was fully ready to make love as her pussy was wide open and her sparse dark pubic hair was already glistening with moisture. I hunched over her and gently impaled her to the hilt.

“Oh Shiva,” she moaned. “That feels so good, do me, do me now!”

I proceeded to take her at her word and began to slam into her with precision and passion. Ayame might not have been a sexual novice but she was still damn tight causing me to experience wonderful sensations.

Jackie’s voice called out very near me, “Hey!”

I glanced up and was completely nonplussed to see that she had very athletically positioned herself at the head of the bed. The young black wanton was crouching in the exact position as a baseball catcher would, although in this case Ayame’s face was home plate. I was literally two inches away from Jackie’s completely shaven vagina. Her pussy lips were swollen and her glorious clit had emerged from its hood. It was obvious that she had been manipulating herself while watching Ayame and me and was now so overcome with sexual passion that she had thrown all decorum to the wind.

While continuing to plunge into Ayame as hard as I could, I leaned slightly forward and began to tongue Jackie’s clit. Ayame began moaning louder from my ministrations and Jackie was thrusting her pussy harder into my face to receive maximum benefit.

Talk about tactile overload – I didn’t know at that exact instant whether I was coming or going. I felt Ayame’s body grow hard with sexual tension and the tale tell blush appeared above her upper chest. As she cried out in passion from her exploding climax, it was just in the nick of time because my own orgasm pumped from me into her with a powerful force. “Oh sweet Jesus!” I exclaimed.

I vaguely realized in my sexual bliss, as if from a great distance, that Jackie had achieved her own orgasm and was currently cumming into my mouth. A moment later I lay cuddled between the two sexually satisfied young women and I was alternately kissing Jackie and then Ayame with Jackie’s sexual fluid still upon my lips. Finally Ayame spoke, “Jackie, we had better get back, we’ve been gone for quite awhile.”

Jackie sighed and then replied, “Yeah, you’re right I suppose.”

They both reluctantly got up and then quickly dressed.

“You’re welcome to stay here as long as you’d like,” Ayame invited with a giggle.

“Thanks for everything,” I said. And I did mean everything! They bade me good bye for now and then left the room. I lay there lethargically for a few moments and then fell asleep.

I came awake from my nap with a sense of total disorientation for a few seconds. Then I remembered the highly implausible situation I was in. I heard a female giggle and my eyes focused on the two young women who often stood at the corner of the second floor. They were standing by my bedside gazing down at my total nakedness!

The reddish-brown haired young woman was furiously blushing and only stealing glances at me before she would turn her head away. The other one, a dark haired and quite attractive young woman instead was boldly looking me up and down. I suppose I should have covered myself, but after all they had entered a locked room to find me.

“We’re sorry, we didn’t mean to wake you,” she said.

“How did you get in here?”

The dark-haired young woman answered, “We’re friends of Ayame and she told us all about you. I’m Andrea and this is Shana. We wanted to meet you, so Ayame gave us her doorpad number combination.”

I noticed that even though Shana had continued blushing at being in the presence of a naked man, she was now gazing at me directly with a queer embarrassed expression on her pretty features.

I coughed self consciously and said, “Well, here we are.”

Andrea was quick to respond with a sparkle in her eyes, “I know we’re being very rude, but you’ll have to forgive us. It’s just that we’ve never seen a naked man before.”

Shana protested, “Andrea!” and as if in a automatic response to Andrea’s admission, my member began to harden substantially.

“Oh God! Look Andrea! It’s beginning to grow,” Shana cried in embarrassed excitement. She was literally quivering.

Andrea turned to her friend with some exasperation. “Shana, it’s not called an it. It’s a penis and now it’s becoming an erection. May I?” she asked, now turning back to me.

“Sure,” I answered. “Please do.”

Andrea reached down and held my erection straight up to afford a better look for her and her friend. My erection grew even stronger at her touch and the head of my prick filled up with blood.

“Oh God!” Shana squealed in embarrassment. “It’s getting longer and turning red.”

Andrea complained, “Stop it, Shana. You’re acting like a young schoolgirl. Surely you remember all this from our sex education classes?”

“It just isn’t the same as seeing in real life and close up,” Shana protested.

Andrea lifted my prick even straighter and pointed out my tightening balls. “Those are his testicles and they’re filling up with sperm. May I?” she asked again. I nodded as my throat was suddenly dry. She began to run her hand firmly up and down my shaft. I was looking directly at Shana and observed that her eyes had widened considerably and her mouth was agape in shock. She appeared even more flush than before.

Between looking at the expression on Shana’s face and knowing the affect it was having on her and Andrea’s hand rubbing my instrument, my orgasm arrived in very short order. The cum flew straight up and then landed all over my stomach and chest. God, I felt great!

“Oh,” Shana moaned throatily as if she had been the one to just experience an orgasm instead of me. Some of my cum was naturally on Andrea’s hand and she turned to Shana and held it out at her.

“Here, lick it,” she directed.

‘This girl is certainly a trip,’ I thought.

“Oh, ick! I can’t do that!” Shana objected.

“Lick it!” Andrea reiterated. “It doesn’t taste bad.”

I could see that Shana didn’t want to, but she must have realized that her friend wasn’t going to be satisfied until she licked her hand. With her face scrunched as if she was already tasting something terrible, she leaned over and took a tentative lick of the cum on Andrea’s hand. When Shana straightened back up, her expression was one of embarrassment and bewilderment that she hadn’t truly tasted something horrible.

Andrea laughed and said, “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“It was disgusting,” Shana insisted.

“Oh come on. Someday you’ll be tasting that stuff regularly, once you meet a guy that you want to blow like a wind instrument.”

“Stop being gross! I never will.”

“You’ll see,” Andrea predicted.

With that, Andrea went into the small bathroom that lay off the bedroom and thoroughly washed her hands. Returning to Shana and me, she explained, “Thanks a lot, it’s been great meating you, hehe. We really must toddle off, maybe we’ll see you around.”

“I sure hope so,” I said.

Once they had reached the door, Andrea turned her head and acted out blowing me a kiss while grinning wickedly. I acted as if I had caught it in my hand and then I placed it on my now wilting penis. I know, I know – it was either corny or gross, but I couldn’t help myself. And then they were gone.

I lay there for a few minutes and then I decided that it must be near the dinner hour. I was practically ravenous, so I got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned up. Then I dressed in my uniform and left. Once I arrived in the cafeteria, I saw that it was indeed dinner time. There was also a long line which I joined. As I neared the front, I realized that each student or SeeD had to provide the initial staff with their ID number. Glancing around the dining room and not seeing anyone who knew me, I decided to attempt to bluff it.

“ID?” a slightly rotund, middle-aged woman, who had her brown hair in a bun and covered with a hair net, asked in a disinterested voice.

“I forgot it,” I mumbled.

“What?”

I decided to take a different tack. “I don’t have one yet.”

“You’re wearing an upper-class student uniform and you don’t have an ID?” she asked in a suspicious tone.

“Well, actually I’m just a visitor,” I attempted to explain.

“You’re a visitor and you’re wearing one of our uniforms? Something’s fishy here,” the cafeteria worker insisted. She took a cell phone out of one of the pockets of her full apron and said tersely, “Security needed in the cafeteria.”

Security! I didn’t like the sound of that one bit. Even though Xu could eventually straighten it out, I had no desire to be placed in the Disciplinary Room or whatever it really was here. For one thing I was starving. I turned and began to walk quickly away.

“Hey! Come back here!” her voice called out from behind.

That did it. I broke into a run and raced from the cafeteria and down the corridor. I continued running into the Atrium and then wham! I saw a flash of yellow and then I knocked someone to the floor and fell on top of them.

“Ow!” Selphie cried out in pain.

“I’m so sorry,” I said, quickly standing and then assisting her to regain her feet.

“Selphie’s tough, you can’t hurt her. In fact sometimes she even likes it a little rough.”

“Irvine!” Selphie protested. Selphie’s countenance had flushed pink at that information being revealed.

It was only then that I noticed Irvine standing there in all his cowboy glory. He was easily the tallest person I had seen since my arrival.

I stuck out my right hand and said, “I’m -.”

“Oh, I’ve already heard all about you. The word is you’re getting more ass than a toilet seat,” Irvine interrupted and then laughed.

“Irvine!” Selphie protested again. Now she was furiously blushing at the improbable situation of me, who she had fucked, talking with Irvine, her lover.

Probably as much from the need to change the subject as anything else, Selphie suddenly thought to ask, “Why were you running in the first place?”

“I’m starving and I tried to get some dinner. Not only wouldn’t they serve me, they were calling security so I ran,” I explained.

Amidst Irvine’s guffaws, Selphie invited me to go with her and Irvine as they had been planning on eating in Balamb. I quickly agreed and before I knew it, we were all seated in the back seat of a Balamb ‘Yellow Cab.’ I was interested that it took us about fifteen minutes to reach there. I’d always wondered while playing the game just how far away Balamb really was.

Naturally enough with Balamb being a seaside town, we ate at a fish restaurant. Of course I didn’t recognize the name of anything, but I had a platter of something that tasted exactly like fried shrimp and the obligatory Shumi fries. While we ate, Selphie chattered to Irvine of the latest Garden gossip. I wish I could recount some of it, but it all involved people I had never heard of.

After we had eaten, and the bill had been paid, Selphie asked if I’d like to meet the Queen of Cards. I quickly agreed and after leaving the restaurant, the three of us sauntered past the different shops and up to the Queen of Cards. She was standing, as in the game, in front of the steps that led to the Balamb Train Station.

She was very attractive and appeared to be in her middle thirties with the promise of a fulsome hourglass figure hidden under her long white gown and burgundy evening jacket. “Oh, Selphie,” she said, “How good to see you again. Have you brought me some new talent?”

Selphie laughed and introduced me. “Have you come for a game, young man?” she asked me.

“I don’t have any cards,” I admitted.

“That’s quite alright,” the Card Queen assured me with a smile. “We’ll think of some arrangement.”

“I’ll leave you in good hands,” Selphie said to me and then she and Irvine strolled off, arm in arm, into the Balamb evening.