Hollyoaks is owned by Channel 4 and Lime Studios. This is just a work of fiction and has nothing to do with any of the actors or their actions in real life.
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I also have a story on Hollyoaks in the gay section.
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Zoe knew she shouldn't forgive Darren, not after he'd lied to her, taken her money, and cheated on her with her so-called friend Jess, but Darren was charming and cute. He had the wavy dark blonde hair, he wore those silly clothes with gold chains, and he was very good in bed. Zoe often felt she was lucky to have a boyfriend at all. The blonde, bubbly beauty had spent most of her life overweight, and only recently had settled to a smaller size. Even now she wasn't a size 0, like Jess.
So when Darren dropped into the dorm to see her, she was going to tell him to try his luck elsewhere. But he was so sweet and really seemed to want to try again. And he was such a good kisser.
Darren smiled at her as he kissed his way down her chest. He lifted her top over her head, burying his nose in her ample bosom. She moaned as he bit at her nipples through her black bra. She unbuttoned his own flaming pink shirt as he kissed his way around her stomach and finally made his way to her back, unhooking her bra with his teeth. She shivered as her breasts were exposed, her nipples hardening from the cool room.
He kissed his way down her back, his tongue down her spine as he reached around to unfasten her jeans.
"Uhh..."
She had no other response as she felt his long fingers sliding down the front of her black silk panties. He knew just how to work her clitoris. She slipped out of them, now fully exposed, her hands running down her belly and up her chest, cupping her breasts as Darren furthered his explorations of her increasingly wet pussy. Her knees nearly gave out on her as Darren's free hand worked into her arse, followed by his tongue.
"Don't you think that's a little nasty?"
Both Darren and Zoe were jolted out of their arousal as they noticed Jess had walked in.
"Kind of sick, doing that where anyone can see. Maybe that's how you get off. Some of us have standards."
"Standards like stealing other girl's fellas."
Zoe had covered her hairy bush with her hand, but her large breasts still peeked out from under her other arm.
Jess gave her usual condescending laugh.
"You can steal a sweater. Can't steal a man."
Darren had had enough.
"You got your digs in, so just leave us in peace. Unless you need to join in. If so, more the merrier."
"DARREN!"
Zoe could not believe her boyfriend. Before she could get any more angry, Darren sank to his knees, lapping at her still-wet snatch. Zoe moaned, all her senses turning to his expert cunnilingus.
She began feeling herself up again, her eyes closed. She did not notice Darren leering out of the corner of his eye at Jess, removing his own pants to give Jess another glimpse at that cock she had so enjoyed riding. She did not see Jess' dark eyes move from contempt to curiosity to desire.
Only when Zoe felt another set of hands on her body did her eyes snap open.
Jess was completely naked. Her body was perfect. Perky breasts, toned tummy, and a well-groomed landing strip. Normally, Zoe would feel jealous of the brunette goddess, but instead she felt horny. The two young women kissed, an initially tentative peck on the lips slowly turning into a full snog, tongues extended, hands exploring each other's very different bodies as Darren fingered them both, lending his tongue to one tasty pussy, then the other.
Eventually, Darren moved away, letting them be alone to touch each other. They all went to Zoe's bedroom, Jess and Zoe stretched on the sheets in a leisurely touching and stroking session that eventually turned into a 69.
Zoe gasped, her entire body shuddering at Jess' tongue inside her center. She suspected Jess had done this before. All she could do was follow Jess' lead and remember what usually made her feel good.
Darren stood at the edge of bed, slowly wanking at the sight of these gorgeous babes putting on a show for his benefit. He almost hated to get involved, but his erection won out. He climbed on the bed, sliding his cock into Jessica's cunt as Zoe continued eating her out. His heavy balls swung in Zoe's eyes, her tongue feeling his shaft as he moved in and out of Jess. He soon began to pound her more fiercely, gripping her hips and yelling as he came inside her tight yet expert cunt.
Jess moved up to stretch out on the pillows, Zoe and Darren licking at the product of Jess and Darren's orgasms, all while Jess continued to finger Zoe.
Darren was still horny and hard and sensed Zoe wanted a bit of the Osborne cock. He gently put her on her back, sliding into her pussy for a slow fuck missionary style. They looked into each other's eyes, lost in lust and love as they sloppily kissed.
This romantic interlude was interrupted when Darren felt fingers parting his cheeks, and a tongue tentatively entering his hole.
"Oh fuck yes Jess...oh fuck..."
His strokes inside Zoe sped up as Jess gave his lightly hairy hole a rim job. Zoe, getting into the spirit, handed Jess a small vibrator from her bottom drawer. As soon as Darren felt the object brushing at his prostate, he came.
He pulled out of Zoe, laying back, exhausted, with a bird on each arm. He kissed their foreheads, a hand laying on each of their breasts.
"Jess, I thought you said stuff like that was nasty."
Jess smirked her answer to Darren's query.
"Only when other people do it."
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John Paul felt so alone. All he could do was drink away his sorrows. He staggered out of the Dog, nearly falling on Sarah. Sarah, a gorgeous model, was his ex-boyfriend Craig's fiance. Or ex-fiance. Craig had had an affair with John Paul while dating and engaged to Sarah.
"Watch where you're going," Sarah muttered.
John Paul missed Craig so much. He wondered if he could get a little piece of that back if he kissed Sarah. He planted his mouth on hers, invading her warm mouth with his tongue, sliding his hands inside her low-cut top.
"John Paul, what are you doing?"
He stopped himself. He wasn't sure what he was doing either.
"Let's just go back to my place for some coffee."
And so they did, not realizing the night would become even more eventful...