Felicity Jones - The Whole Story: [Interracial Romance]

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Felicity Jones finds the hunky black and white duo of Devon and Adam fascinating and the caustic blond beauty beguiles them. Yet all semester long, though drawn together, they fought like cats and dogs.

Today's the last day of the semester. A two week vacation looms and the possibility Adam and Devon may never have a chance with the hottest girl on the campus again. Desperate, when opportunity presents itself, they go for it and for once, Felicity doesn’t stop them.

This leads to an afternoon, they and maybe you, will never forget. Later, when Felicity admits she's a 'bride to be', Adam suffers an anxiety attack. Conflicted between the powerful emotions engendered by her recent lovers and affection for her fiancé, she promises to return to school next week for a rendezvous.

Felicity, seems to be more intrigued by the handsome virile duo than she imagined and can't seem to stay away. When she receives an email inviting her to meet them at a wild frat costume party the next night, she finds herself on the road back to meet them for another delicious, lascivious encounter.

EXCERPT
The valet gave her a ticket. “My, oh my. Tell me you’re alone and on the make.”
“I’m on the make all right, but I’m meeting someone.”
“Lucky dog.”
She smiled and sashayed into the building giving him the extra swing in the cheeks of her tutu. Sometimes it’s fun being a woman .
In the antechamber, staring past partygoers who stood and talked or crisscrossed the small lobby, she met herself. Or rather the bikini clad image of herself she'd sent Devon, blown up to life size. Above her replica’s head in big block lettering read the word MASCOT. The caption at the bottom read, Epsilon Alpha Omega Dreamgirl of 2015/2016.
Felicity giggled. Those son of a guns. She was honored, but she was also glad she wore a mask and had her hair up, so no one would tie her with her life sized cutout. Behind the cutout rose a staircase. Above the hall at the top of the stairs, leading to the second floor bedrooms, a sign read, ‘FORNICATION WILL BE PROSECUTED TO THE FULL EXTENT OF OUR DICKS.’ Ain’t that the truth. Felicity laughed to herself.
When her gaze shifted to, ‘The Ballroom.’ A banner above the doorway declared: ‘Ladies Beware: Premises Inhabited by Horny Frat Boys.’ Below the banner, standing in the doorway to the ballroom, were the friendly, smiling black and white faces of Devon and Adam. When they sauntered over in their basketball player and referee costumes, she pictured them naked. Her heart raced at the thought of what she’d done yesterday and came to do again tonight.
When they each took a hand, her eyes opened. Adam spoke first, “God, you look good. Like a ballerina princess.”
Devon concurred, “I agree, you look spectacular.” Devon wrapped an arm around her. “I’m really pleased you came. You look like you may have done a few arabesques and fouettés in your life.”
She sniggered. “Oh, just a few. I took ballet for ten years.”
Their close proximity made her drunk with lust. She inhaled deeply and could smell them. Their tangy masculine cologne, their perspiration, even their testosterone laced pheromones. One at a time, they hugged and kissed her. Her breath escaped her as their hardness pressed into her abdomen and a surge of crème emerged from her core and dampened her leo. She hoped it wouldn’t show.
A corpulent young man dressed like Elmer Fudd walked up. “Hey Adam. You seen the sex show yet? Christy Wilkins is banging Jason Rodriguez or is it the other way around.” He chuckled.

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