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S02 E01

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Weed, slumber parties, and all you can eat pussy

(Samantha Giddings× Hannah Washington× Emily Davis)

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TAGS: LESBIAN SEX, ORAL SEX, CUNNILINGUS, SMUT, THREESOME, HANNAH WASHINGTON × SAMANTHA GIDDINGS × EMILY DAVIS

THIS IS BASED ON THE UNTIL DAWN BETA GAME THAT WAS ON THE PS3! The gameplay is on YouTube!

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Summary:

All Emily ever wanted was to have a sleepover, a really one. Like the ones in movies with the goofy montages, but to her luck, two horns friends, and a a few hits of a joint, this night will get even better

a.k.a.

Sam and Hannah are horny for Emily

THIS FIC IS BASED OFF THE UNTIL DAWN BETA GAME FOR THE PS3!! THEIRE PERSONALITIES AND APPEARANCES ARE BASED OFF OF THAT GAME. (The gameplay is free on youtube.

"Blankets, check! Snacks, check! Nail polish, checkity- check check!"

One thing Emily Davis will never admit to others is that she never, ever went to a slumber party. No wonders of painting eachother's nails, pillow fights, sneakily staying up past midnight, or giggling about crushes. You cam thank strict parents for taking that away from her. So Emily was going to set up her own slumber party while her dad and mom were out for the week with the only friends her parents trusted, Samantha Giddings and Hannah Washington. Plus they are the only ones that are free so it's a win- win.

Emily remembered how she obsessively prepped for tonight, she even did all the laundry in the house, even cleaned away the cobwebs in unreachable corners due to Hannah's immense fear is sipiders. She even made sure to get two pies due to the appetite she worked up by cleaning. She checked her phone again and again for a text from Sam or even Hannah for word on their arrival. Emily could barely sit still, poking her head to the window to see Sam's car.

As the breaks screech, Em books it to the from door.

"Hey! Sam, Hannah!" Emily's voice rings, all to happy.

Sam looks up with her trademark smirk on her face, her blonde hair framing her face as she were a prize painting waiting to be noticed.

"Hey, Ems..."

"Sam! Is Hannah here?"

As the words left her mouth Hannah had peeked her head out from behind Sam.

"Hey, thanks for inviting us." Hannah said while playing with the hems of her arm warmers.

As Emily welcomed her friends into the house, they slipped off their shoes at the entrance. The front shoe rack quickly filled with their footwear. On one side, Hannah's brand-new black Converse shoes sat proudly, still gleaming and untouched by dirt. Next to them, on the other side, were Samantha's old, well-worn red New Balance trainers, showing obvious signs of frequent use. The contrast between the fresh pair and the seasoned trainers illustrated the different personalities of the two girls.

"Sam, you need new shoes." Hannah sneered.

Emily gasped at the comment, shoes? Shopping? That's like her second favorite thing in the world right after her knowledge of obscure history facts.

"We should get you new shoes Sam! It's be so fun! We can get the in the morning? I'll drive!" Emily spoke excitedly as she walked along, her mind filled with thoughts of shopping. She imagined all the outfits she could try on and the great deals she might find. Her friend listened, but she knew that they would both be tired the next morning. They had stayed up late the night before, and her friend's eyes were already heavy with sleep. Despite this, Emily kept going, completely absorbed in her shopping plans. She couldn't help it; the idea of new clothes sparked her joy. Her enthusiasm overshadowed any concern about how late they would be out. For Emily, the excitement of shopping far outweighed her friends' blatant fatigue in the morning.

Hannah giggles and plopped onto the soft couch of the Davis' family roo,, her feet kicked up on the ottoman. Hannah's mismatched My Little Pony socks in the air.

Samantha shortly followed, sitting on the right side of Hannah, man-spreading and leaning back on the couch.

"Em, what's for dinner?" Hannah asked.

Sam responded, not resisting the urge to make a sex joke, "Me duh, but I'd consider myself more of a dessert course than anything else."

"Sam, wouldn't the be cannibalism?" Emily giggled.

"What? N-no...Emily..." Hannah sighed and scratched at her grown out buzz cut.

"What?" Emily asked absently while toying with the drawstring of her pajama pants, the lace of her underwear poking out as if to day "hi" which didn't go unnoticed by Samantha.

"We should order pizza!" Hannah suggests

"And wings!" Samantha exclaimed

"Eugh no, I hate Vino's wings they're ass." Hannah barked back.

"How about just pizza, one pie is okay, right?" Emily suggested already typing in the number to Vino's Pizza.

As the pizza is getting ordered Sam raised en eyebrow at Hannah, poking her side. Hannah rolls here eyes and hands Sam a plastic bag and with that Samantha pumps her fis the the air with a sense of celebration.

As Emily hangs up she sees Sam rolling a joint.

"Really? Guys. Do that outside. My parents will freak."

"But Emmm..." Hannah whines out as she hands Samantha her lighter

"Yeah Emily? Come on, just one joint? It's not even a blunt. It's barely a joint." Sam scoffs. "Wait, what blend is this?"

"GSC I think, yeah GSC." Hannah replies as she lights the joint and puts into her mouth, snatching it from. Sam

"No way! Em with this you're gonna have to get two pies." Sam giggles and walks outside with Hannah

"Guys, I just hung up. Guys!" Emily follows after them.

Samantha and Hannah pass the joint between themselves, Samantha's liploss staining the joint with a soft red hue. Emily begrudgingly takes the joint and slowly takes a puff, coughing afterwards.

"Whatever, it's not like you guys were gonna follow my iternerary I texted you both."

"Em, babe holing it in doesn't do anything."

"It...cough cough...doesn't?" Emily gasps, passing the joint to Sam. "That's fucking stupid...."

Samantha giggles and hugs Emily's waist, pulling her in as the moonlight hits their faces.

"Take a deep breath, Em." Hannah advises, watching as Emily listens to her.

"When's the pizza getting here?" Samantha asks, licking her lips at the recent image oft Emily just obeying Hannah like that.

"In five he said."

"I'll pay," Hannah offers, "I have the money to blow."

"What? Han, no it's okay. It's my party." Emily says, as I'd breakingvout of her marijuana induced daze.

"Em, hon?" Hannah shuts Emily down. "You already planned all this, it's the least I can do."

Emily sighs as she us lead into the house by her friends. "I have doughnut holes upstairs..."

"You're the best, Em. I'll go get them, relax on the couch." Sam says to Emily, leading her to the couch. Hours passed by like seconds as pizza slices were eaten, doughnut holes scarffed down, movies watched even rewatched, and secrets shared.

"Okay okay promise you won't laugh." Hannah says trying to stop laughing. "Okay I've never been in a long term relationship, like ever."

"What? You're so pretty?! Hannah..." Emily protests while snacking on potato chips.

"It's mainly been hook-ups." Hannah reveals to the two other girls.

"Shame, Han. Anyone would be lucky to have you." Samantha says in a reassuring tone of voice. Emily nods along repeatedly trying to make Hannah feel better.

Emily holds onto Hannah, trapping the poor girl into a hug like a vice grip. "You're so cute though!"

Hannah pats Emily's cheeks and Emily gets an idea to try and lighten the room. "You know what? I wanna talk shit about Michael."

Sam rolls here eyes. "That guy? He thinks with his penis."

"Ew, Mike..." Hannah sneers.

"One, her barely had a penis to think with. It did nothing for me."

"Don't tell me you faked it with him." Hannah and Samatha gag at the idea faking an orgasm.

"All the time, he sounded like a drowning warthog."

Hannah let's out a sharp, loud laugh. A drowning warthog? HAHA!

"He called his penis 'Mr President', it was soo weird."

"And were in Mr President!" Samantha says mocking the boy.

"Eww! Stop it, it sounds just like him." Emily laughs.

Sam raises an eyebrow and smirks. "So he's never made you cum, at all?"

"No, I'm pretty sure it'll take to much work to get me to cum." Emily says absently.

"Emily, you sweet summer child." Hannah says, letting Emily rest her head in her lap. "Makes sense you'd have to fake it for Mike's ego."

Emily smiles and cleansing up the family room, with the protests of Hannah and Sam asking to leave some cleaning for the rest of them, Emily doesn't care about the help she's being offered. She's going to be a good host.

"Emm, I have an idea!" Sam calls from the couch.

Em makes her way back to her spot between Hannah and Samatha, their bodies squishing Emily in.

"What's up?"

Sam and Hannah smile, Hannah laying her head onto Emily's shoulder. Hannah plays with Emily's dark hair twirling it's around her fingers, as Sam explains her grand idea.

"So you've never had an orgasm.." Sam dodes on.

"Why are we going back to this topic it's embarrassing-"

"No it isn't, Mike just sucks." Hannah objects, then pipes down as Sam continues to talk.

"He does suck, but how about Hannah and I help you in that department? You know for being such a great host? Inviting us over, so nice of you."

"Ha ha ha. You're funny." Emily's giggles are met with silence. "Oh, oh..."

She giggles and nervously fixes her hair, "Oh, no I'm flattered. I don't wanna damage our friendship."

"A little sex nevr hurt anyone, right Hannah?" Sam eggs on.

"Yeah, I mean look at me and Sam still two peas in a pod!"

Emily nods after no convincing, bashfully smiling at being led into her bedroom. The walls littered in photos and posters, her academic decathlon jacket on display. On the back of her door as Hannah closes it before peeling her own shirt off and sitting on the bed, here eyes still reddened my the traces of weed.

"Lay down Ems," Hanna instructs, "Such a pretty sight." A sigh leaves her lips and Emily obeys. "You look comfortable, doesn't she Sam?"

"Real...real fuckin' comfy..." Samantha says with a whine. Sam makes her way up from the end of the bed. "May I take off your pants Em, and those pretty panties I saw earlier?" Sam asks with big desperate eyes, and Emily just can't resist.

"Okay, go f-for it.." Emily nods as she feel the cold air hit her core. "Oh..."

"She already wet down there?" Hannah asks as her hands rub Emily's chest with a soft, loving tone. "I bet you're just dripping Em..."

"She is..." Sam says almost in a cocky tone. "Like a damn sponge, gonna squeeze all that juice out, Em. Millking this for what it's worth, baby...."

Em sighs in a soft bliss as Sam's nimble tounge licks along her folds. Diving in as if she's an exquisite meal.

"Oh, fuck!" Emily whimpers softly, "Ahhh..hahhaha! Sam....Hannah..."

"Aww so vocal-" Hannah coos.

"Bet Michael never got you this vocal." Sam interrupts, "Got me talking with my mouth open princess. Forgetting my table manners..."

I hot trail of arousal and saliva is imprinted all along the room's scent, staining almost anything that will cling to it, skin, hair, blanket, carpet, and even the pillows.

Emily moaned lovingly and guided Sam's head upwards to have the blonde suck on her clit.

"Oh, bossy huh? I like that." Sam obliges, licking and sucking on the girl's clit. "So good.

Whine Sam dives and dines, Hannah pinches Emily's right nipple, while having Emily kiss and lick two of the fingers on her left hand simultaneously.

"Enjoying yourself, Giddings?" Hannah giggles looking that the two women infront of her, like it was a prize peice of art.

"Agh, Samm....Hannah! I'm gonna... I'm gonna...FUCK!" Emily said before immediately erupting like a geyser onto Samantha's face, getting even more turned on at how Sam just accepts it.

"Alright, Jesus...." Emily breathes as Sam cleans uo her mess with a few more licks and kisses before pulling Hannah into a sloppy wet kiss then giving Emily the Sam treatment.

"You taste great.." Sam and Hannah practically say in tandem. "So good."

"Mnhhh, I feel bad. Fell like I owe you both..." Emily says softly.

The two girls protest immediately, "No it was all about making you feel good."

Sam jokes, "I am always up for shower sex...."

Emily sits up to meet their gaze then kisses them both. "Maybe when I have the energy. You both knocked the wind outta me..."

The girls soon fell asleep in the soft plush sheets of the bed. Holding eachother close, sleeping the night away tangled in eachother and the warm not-so-friendly embrace.

AUTHOR'S NOTES

I hope you enjoyed this one shot. I'm used to writing for two characters but three? It was a wee bit of a challenge. This was one of my 5 USD commissions. Check my pinned post to see more!

Summary: Hanna's new relationship meets with a little more parental approval than Emily is used to.

Written for @flufftober Oct 2: "You've told your parents?"

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