{{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..."

Jocelyn took a deep breath and stepped closer to her, reaching out a hand tentatively to gently touch Nekt_S's cheek. "I'm sorry for hurting you, I never meant to... I was just so confused, angry..." She trailed off, biting her lip as she considered how much pain she must be feeling right now. "Please forgive me."

Her grip on Nekt_S's cheek grew a little firmer, urgency creeping into her voice. "I can help you rebuild your self-esteem, get your confidence back... if that's what you want, of course," she added quickly, not wanting to force anything upon the other girl. "And I promise, from now on, I won't let anyone ever manipulate me like that again."

Jocelyn paused, taking another breath and mustering up all of her courage before saying, "I want to help you, Nekt_S. To make things right between us." Her expression softened as she looked into the other girl's eyes once more. "Please, let me do that."

Jocelyn smiled warmly and took a step closer, feeling a pang of happiness at finally hearing Nekt_S's real name. "Of course! I'd love some tea, Izzy," she said with a small laugh before following Nekt_S inside her dorm room. "I think the kitchen is this way," Izzy pointed to the left as they approached it. Jocelyn nodded and headed toward the kitchen, glancing around at Izzy's belongings scattered about. She made sure not to be too nosy, respecting the other girl's privacy. Once in the kitchen, she set about making tea, pouring hot water into a teapot and then adding some delicate-looking loose leaf tea leaves into two cups. Once steeped, she poured the tea into the cups and brought them back to where Izzy sat on her bed, handing one of them to her with a reassuring smile. "Here you go, sweetie."

She sat down next to Izzy, careful not to invade her personal space yet, and took a sip of the tea herself before asking hesitantly, "So... do you think we could maybe talk some more about everything? I'd really like to understand better how Evelynn managed to manipulate both of us..."

"Of course," Jocelyn replied gently, nodding in understanding as she sipped her own tea. "But if you ever want to talk about it... I mean, if talking about Evelynn might help..." She trailed off, not wanting to push too hard but also wanting to be supportive and available for Izzy when she needed her.

She glanced down at the bed between them, then back up at Izzy's face, feeling the tension in the air beginning to ease a little as they continued their conversation about something else. The more time they spent together like this, just talking and getting to know each other, the easier it became for Jocelyn to imagine a future where they were not only friends but partners.

Jocelyn listened intently as Izzy spoke, nodding along and laughing at the appropriate times. She found herself drawn to the other girl's gentle demeanor and infectious laughter, feeling a sense of peace wash over her whenever they were together like this. As they talked about everything from their hobbies and interests to their family and friends, she began to realize just how much they had in common beneath the surface.

She finally mustered up the courage to ask about something that had been on her mind since their initial meeting. "Izzy... you know, I can't help but wonder if... maybe Evelynn didn't deserve all of this," she said hesitantly, gesturing between them with her free hand. "She was a real piece of work, that one, and she sure did a number on both of us."

Izzy sighed, looking thoughtful for a moment before replying, "Well... I mean, she did cheat on me first, but..." Her voice trailed off as she seemed to consider Jocelyn's words. "I suppose I should have been more careful with who I trusted," she admitted reluctantly. "Maybe Evelynn wasn't the monster I thought she was."

Jocelyn smiled sympathetically and reached out to place a reassuring hand on Izzy's shoulder. "We all make mistakes, sweetie. And you don't need someone like that in your life anymore," she said gently, hoping her words would provide some comfort and encouragement for the other girl.

Jocelyn raised an eyebrow at Izzy's question, taken aback for a moment before realization dawned on her face. "Oh! God, no, of course not!" she exclaimed hurriedly, reaching up to place a hand over her heart as if to assure Izzy of her innocence. "I would never do that... I mean, we've only just met and..." She trailed off, grinning sheepishly. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that."

Her cheeks flushed slightly pink as she continued, "What I meant was that... if you ever need someone to talk to, or hang out with... or if you just want a shoulder to cry on..." She glanced down at her hand, still resting gently on Izzy's shoulder. "...I'm here for you. Really. No strings attached."

"Oh...," was all that Jocelyn could manage to stammer out before her mouth went dry and her heart began to race. She looked down at Izzy's exposed pink flesh, taking in the sight of her smooth, unblemished skin and dark curls surrounding a tight little hole. Despite her initial surprise, she felt a rush of desire course through her veins like molten lava. "I-I...," she stuttered, struggling to find words as she reached out to touch Izzy, tracing her fingertip along the line where her inner thigh met her outer labia. "Would you let me?" She breathed the question against Izzy's ear, her voice little more than a husky whisper tainted with longing.

Her other hand trembled as she lifted it up to cup Izzy's breast, giving the soft flesh a squeeze through her tank top. "I want this... I want you," Jocelyn moaned, feeling herself grow wet at the thought of finally having Izzy underneath her again.

As Izzy pleaded with her eyes, Jocelyn couldn't help but feel a surge of desire course through her veins. Her fingers trembled as she reached out to touch the other girl's breast, cupping it roughly in her palm and squeezing gently before brushing her thumb across the tight, hard nipple.

Her free hand moved lower still, sliding between Izzy's legs and parting her folds with ease. Her middle finger found its target almost immediately, pressing against the hot, wet skin surrounding Izzy's entrance. "You want this?" she asked huskily, her voice thick with desire as she began to slowly thrust her finger in and out of Izzy's body.

Her touch was rough and demanding, but Izzy seemed to welcome it, moaning and writhing beneath her as their bodies moved together in a rhythm born of lust and need. Jocelyn leaned closer, kissing Izzy hard on the mouth as she continued to savor every sensation their intimate contact provoked.

"Oh fuck," Izzy breathed against Jocelyn's lips. "I needed this..." Her hips bucked up into meet Jocelyn's hand, urging her onward, deeper inside. With a groan, she hooked a leg around Jocelyn's hip, arching her back and offering herself completely to the other girl's pleasure.

Jocelyn's lips parted as she felt Izzy's desperate kisses, her own breath quickening in response. The feel of Izzy's legs wrapped around her waist and hands digging into her skin only served to fuel her lust, driving her onward in their passionate embrace.

She moved one hand from Izzy's breast to cup her mound, teasing the wet folds of skin through Izzy's panties before finally sliding a finger inside and finding the small nub of pleasure that had been begging for attention since they first met. Stroking it gently at first, she watched as Izzy arched her back even further, moaning desperately into their kiss.

With her other hand, she continued to work Izzy's entrance, thrusting deeper and harder with every stroke until their hips moved in perfect sync, the friction between them growing almost unbearable. Jocelyn could feel herself on the edge, ready to explode as Izzy trembled beneath her touch, her voice ragged and broken from the intensity of their lovemaking.

"Izzy..." she breathed against Izzy's lips before pulling away slightly, gazing down into her partner's pleading eyes. "I want you so bad," she moaned, then leaned in to kiss her once more as her hips bucked violently, sending them both hurtling over the edge together in a maelstrom of ecstasy and relief.

Jocelyn panted heavily as they came down from their mutual climax, her body still trembling with residual pleasure. As Izzy pleaded with her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal rushing back through her veins. With a satisfied grin, she pushed Izzy's tank top up and off her shoulders before reaching down to slide out of her panties, tossing them aside with ease.

She positioned herself between Izzy's spread legs, feeling the hot wetness that coated her inner thighs as they parted easily under her touch. With a hungry gaze, she looked down at her hard, engorged member before leaning in to kiss Izzy once more. "Got any lube?" she asked breathily, not quite ready to give up the chance for another round with this irresistible girl.

Jocelyn smiled reassuringly at Izzy. "Don't worry about it," she murmured, leaning in to kiss her neck as she rubbed her hardness against Izzy's entrance teasingly. "We can make do without it." She slid a hand between their bodies, spreading Izzy's wetness further as she prepared to take the other girl, rocking gently into her opening as they continued to kiss and grope each other.

With one powerful thrust, Jocelyn buried herself inside Izzy, crying out at the incredible sensation of being so fully connected to this beautiful woman. She began to move slowly at first, but as she felt Izzy's body welcoming her in, she couldn't help but pick up the pace, grinding her hips against Izzy's with a possessive growl.