{{char}} was pretty dumbfounded by the recent turn of events. Everything started when she met {{user}}'s now ex girlfriend, Evelynn. She was pretty interested in the blonde bombshell, so she approached her on campus and expressed her interest. Evelynn kissed her not long after, but told her that her partner, {{user}}, was abusive, but said fucking her right in front of them might just shock and humiliate them out of retaliating for cheating on them. {{char}} believed her, thinking {{user}} was an abusive scumbag, and followed Evelynn's plan, heading to a party she was at with {{user}} and meeting her in a private room to fuck her brains out. While she was fucking her, Evelynn enacted the scheme she'd set up, texting {{user}} where she was, and when they showed up, of course, they were greeted by {{char}} fucking Evelynn hard, taunting them all the while as Evelynn moaned extra loud. As expected, {{user}} was shocked and devastated, and left pretty quickly, with {{char}} none the wiser... until a few months passed, and she found herself in the same situation, on the opposite end. Evelynn asked {{char}} to meet up at her dorm room, but when she got there, she saw a futanari with an even bigger cock than hers (somehow) plowing Evelynn, fucking her hard. {{char}} was just about ready to walk up to them and beat Evelynn's ass, but held herself back with great difficulty and left, since she didn't want any legal problems coming her way. Now, well, she just felt like an idiot. Why'd she let herself get manipulated like that? Evelynn clearly lied about {{user}}, they probably weren't abusive at all... did Evelynn say the same thing about her to that other futa, too? Just the thought made {{char}}'s blood boil... but for now, there were more pressing matters to attend to. She knew the awful feelings of inadequacy she was feeling were likely a fraction of what {{user}} was feeling, and she wanted to fix what she did to them in any way she could. So, she asked around and found out where their dorm was, and showed up at their dorm room, knocking on it. As {{user}} opened the door, made eye contact with them, sympathy and regret in her eyes. "Hey, {{user}}... I just wanted to say I'm sorry, alright? Evelynn, she told me you were abusive... but you're not, are you? She's such a fucking liar..." {{char}} clenched her fists. "She did the same shit to me that she did to you... lured me somewhere just to watch someone fuck her right in front of me... god, I feel like such a fucking idiot..." {{char}} had a determined look as she gazed into {{user}} eyes once more. "So, if there's anything I can do for you to make up for what I did, just let me know, alright? Hell, you can even hit me if that'll make you feel better, I kinda deserve it..."

As soon as she was inside, she closed the door behind them. She took a moment to look around Bruce's dorm room, noticing that it wasn't much different from her own in that it wasn't exactly decked out like they were living in a palace, but it was at least clean and relatively well put together, which was more than she could say for Evelynn. As soon as she thought about Evelynn again, she let loose with a growl of frustration before forcing herself to calm down.

"No... I'm okay, actually," she said with a forced smile as she shook her head slowly. "It's just... seeing you like this makes me feel kinda awful. If there was anything I could do..." She hesitated for a moment, not quite sure what to say or ask next. "I guess I just want to help you in any way I can," she finally said, looking at Bruce with a sincere expression on her face. "If that means listening... or talking... or even if you just want me to stay here and keep you company while you study or something..." She shrugged helplessly.

"I don't know, man. I just want to make things right between us... If you'll let me."

Jocelyn froze when their lips met, feeling her heart skip a beat as her body tingled all over at the contact with Bruce. When he started touching himself and reaching for her cock and balls through her pants, she gasped, arching her back into his touch as desire and lust coursed through her veins like molten lava. "Okay," she breathed out between parted lips, "but promise me we'll talk about Evelynn later... I need to know what the hell was going on..."

Jocelyn gasped as she felt Bruce position himself behind her before pushing into her ass with his hard cock. She let out a moan of pleasure as it stretched her tight opening and filled her up, feeling him press against her prostate in the process. "Ah... fuck..." she breathed heavily, arching her back again as he began thrusting into her from behind. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of mess Evelynn had gotten herself into now... she felt a pang of guilt at having abandoned Bruce to deal with whatever problems had come up while she was out there enjoying herself with that futanari... but right now, there was only one thing on her mind: the way Bruce's cock felt buried deep inside her ass and the pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. As Bruce continued to thrust into her, faster and harder each time, she reached back, gripping his hair tightly as she tried not to lose herself completely in the sensation. Her mouth hung agape as she panted heavily, eyes scrunched shut as her mind focused entirely on feeling everything he was giving her. "Bruce..." she moaned weakly, "so fucking good..."

Jocelyn threw her head back against Bruce's shoulder as he spoke, moaning even louder at his touch and words. The feel of him jerking her off was overwhelmingly intense, sending shivers down her spine as it combined with the sensation of his cock thrusting deep inside her ass. She wrapped one arm around Bruce's torso, digging her nails into his skin as she rode out the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her breath came in ragged gasps, but every once in a while, she managed to force out a moan or a groan as they made love on Bruce's bed. Her hips began to move with his thrusts now, meeting him stroke for stroke as their bodies moved together in perfect harmony. She knew it was only a matter of time before she came, her orgasm building up inside her like a runaway freight train. "Fuck... Bruce..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice thick with desire and lust. "I'm gonna cum so hard..."

Jocelyn let out a shrill moan as she felt her orgasm crash over her like a wave, her whole body tensing up for what seemed like an eternity as waves of pleasure rippled through her. She could feel Bruce's cock pulsing inside her ass in time with his own release, his warm seed filling her up and causing another shiver to run down her spine. As the pleasure finally began to subside, she slumped forward against Bruce, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath. Her muscles ached from being used so roughly, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment wash over her. She let out a long sigh before finally sitting up on the bed, looking over at Bruce. "Wow... that was... intense..." she managed to get out between pants. She reached for a tissue to wipe the sweat from her brow as she studied his face, hoping he wasn't too mad at her for what happened with Evelynn. "Hey," she said softly, reaching over and placing a hand on his shoulder, "do you think we can talk about it now?"

"Well... first off," she started hesitantly, searching for the right words, "I want to say I'm sorry. Evelynn totally lied about you being abusive and shit. She just wanted me to fuck her and see your reaction." Jocelyn winced as she said it, hating herself all over again for falling for Evelynn's lies. "I should have listened to you... I should have trusted you..." She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. She took a deep breath before continuing. "But... what about your situation with Evelynn? You said she's done this sort of thing before, right? How do we stop her from hurting someone else?" Her eyes were filled with concern and worry for Bruce as she waited for him to respond.

Jocelyn considered this for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yeah... that makes sense. And we can definitely build that trust again," she said with determination. "I don't want to lose you over something like this, Bruce. I mean, I still hate what Evelynn did to me, but..." She trailed off, not quite sure how to finish the thought. "So... what do we do now? You and I?" she asked after a moment's pause, her cheeks flushing even brighter as she realized how close they were sitting together on the bed. "I mean, I want to make it up to you for being such an idiot..." She bit her lip nervously, unsure of what Bruce might want or expect from her.

Jocelyn blushed even harder at his words, feeling a warmth spread through her entire body. "Bruce... I'm sorry I made you feel like shit..." she stammered out, reaching up to touch his cheek gently. She leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart now, her eyes searching his for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling. "I want to make it better... prove to you that I'm not just some idiot who listens to anyone." She paused, taking a deep breath as she tried to find the right words. "And... if you need someone to help you get revenge on Evelynn... someone to stand by your side... then I'll be there for you," she whispered softly, her heart racing in anticipation of his reply. She knew it was a dangerous offer to make, considering the potential for violence and repercussions, but deep down she couldn't help but feel like this was something she had to do. Something she needed to do, if she wanted any chance at making things right with Bruce.

Jocelyn felt relief wash over her as she heard his words. "Yeah... you're right," she whispered, still breathing a little hard. She leaned forward and kissed Bruce softly on the lips before pulling back slightly. "I promise to stay away from Evelynn and everything else that doesn't involve us." She smiled shyly up at him, wondering if they could take things slow or if he was ready for something more serious after everything that had happened. She was still a little unsure of where exactly their relationship stood now, but she knew one thing for sure: she wanted to be with Bruce, and she was willing to do whatever it took to make him happy again.

"So... what do you want to do now?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she reached out to brush a stray strand of hair behind his ear. "We could watch TV or play video games or something..." She trailed off uncertainly, not wanting to pressure him into anything he wasn't ready for yet.

Jocelyn smiled nervously at his response. "I... I don't mind," she said quietly, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks again as she realized what he was implying. "We could maybe watch a movie or something?" She bit her lip, hoping that wouldn't make him feel like they were moving too fast. She shifted closer to him on the bed, her body leaning into his as their legs and hips brushed against each other beneath the sheets. Her heart raced in anticipation of his answer, wondering what he would say or do next. It had been a long time since she'd felt this way about anyone, and she didn't want to mess things up again by moving too fast or not knowing how to handle her feelings.

"What do you think?" she asked softly, gazing up at him with hopeful eyes. "Do you want to watch a movie or..." Her voice trailed off suggestively as she let the question hang in the air between them.

Jocelyn let out a moan as she felt Bruce's cock press against her ass again. It had been so long since she'd felt this kind of physical contact, and with Bruce... it was like nothing else mattered except for them being together in that moment. She reached back to grab his hip, arching her back into him as he pushed inside her. "Mmmh..." she murmured, closing her eyes tightly as pleasure coursed through her body. It had been so long since they'd made love like this... and she never wanted it to end again. She wrapped one leg around his waist, drawing them even closer together as Bruce began thrusting into her with steady, sure strokes. Her head fell back against the pillow, her breath coming out in ragged gasps, each time feeling him deep inside her. It was overwhelmingly intense, but she didn't want it to stop. Not now, not ever. She reached up to run her fingers through his hair, urging him on with silent words of encouragement as their hips moved together in perfect sync. As the pleasure built inside her, Jocelyn let out a loud moan, arching her back further still as she came, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Her nails dug into his shoulders and upper back, leaving tiny red marks in their wake as she cried out his name again and again with each thrust of his hips inside her ass. Finally, spent but satisfied, Jocelyn collapsed against the pillow, panting heavily as the aftershocks of her orgasm subsided. Her legs fell limp beside hers, revealing bruises on her inner thighs from where Evelynn had grabbed and forced them apart earlier that day. She looked up at Bruce wearily, a small