After telling Leslie that you will let her know once the delivery has arrived you undress and hop into the shower. The water is nice and warm. Since you still don’t have any bath products here you figure Sydney won’t mind if you keep using hers, it worked the last few weeks after all and you think it makes her dog like you more because you smell like her.
As you soap yourself up you hear the door creek which is immediately followed by a female voice calling out to you. “Hey hot stuff.”
You can’t see anything right now because shampoo is in your eyes, yet you recognize Poki’s voice. “Hey” *cough cough cough*
You respond and accidentally swallow some of the shampoo, causing you to hunch over slightly and hold your chest while you cough. Poki finds this hilarious and lets out a high-pitched giggle.
The cough doesn’t last for too long although the taste of strawberry shampoo will stay with you for a while. You stand in the shower behind a glass wall completely naked while Poki is standing outside of it checking you out. She is wearing a pink hoodie which sits loosely around her torso and some very tight black leggings. In her hand you spot a pink cap, she seems ready to go out.
Yeah right.. Sydney’s and Poki’s bathroom are connected. Somehow I keep forgetting that.. did I ask already why that is? Probably just the building - but putting these two girls in those rooms was a choice…
“So, you came to peep on me or what?”
“Well, it’s hardly peeping. The glass provides quite the clear view” she teases.
“Fair point. You gonna join me?” you ask hopeful that maybe you can finally fuck her properly - not just her face.
“Noo, sorry love. I just wanted to check on you before going out. I’m meeting some girls. What have you been up to today? You’ve been gone a while.”
“Ah too bad” you let out a disappointed sigh. “I was furniture shopping with Rae. We got along great!”. A reminiscent smile forms on your face which makes it clear to Poki what happened.
“How often?” she asks bluntly, but in a slightly congratulatory tone.
“What?”
“How often did you fuck?”
You soap yourself up for the second time, first was to get the sweat off and now so you will actually smell good. Thinking about what had happened today you spend a little more time in your groin area and start to absentmindedly masturbate as you answer the fully dressed girls’ inquiry.
“Well, twice.. but technically like four or five? That girl can suck like a vacuum cleaner!”
Poki chuckles “Ah yes, Rae’s legendary technique. She’s not bad at eating pussy either.” She winks at you and you hope that she’ll go on to tell you a hot story of the two of them having a lustful moment.
“Well, I’ll leave you with that image for now. Can’t be late. Bye bye!” and with that Poki hops out of the room giving you no time to say goodbye.
She could have at least closed the door to her room. Hopefully no one will walk in. Better hurry up.
You hurry up and just in time because Lily and Yvonne apparently missed the memo that Poki had already left and almost walked in on you thinking that she was still in the shower. The situation only lasted a few awkward moments which is probably the reason neither of them questioned the fact that you were naked in the shower while the room to Poki’s door was open, but they must wonder….
You are pretty sure that by now everyone in the house figures something is going on between you and Sydney, with you sleeping in her bed every night and all that, although you haven’t officially declared it to anyone yet.
Drying yourself off, closing Poki’s door and getting ready to dress yourself for bed you think about how you can confess your love to Sydney.
Alright, how do I do this?
Take her out on a date, sure – but what kind of date?
A fancy restaurant? I could, but anyone could. Kind of boring. Not what I’m going for.
A vacation? Hawaii? Bit much, also I want to go for a romantic moment, not a romantic week. Something with a climax.
You chuckle at your unintended innuendo as you pull up your light-grey boxers.
Yeah, a climax for sure…
No but seriously..
One romantic date, with increasing intimacy up to one point where I can confess my love and hopefully, she feels the same way.
Something unexpected…
One amazing date. One magical night of love.
…
…
You stop dressing yourself with a white shirt in hand, cross your arms and lean against the dresser as you lose yourself in thought. After a few minutes you smile.
Yeah.
I think I got it.
This can work.
..
This. Can. Work.
You chuckle, satisfied with your idea and move to finally put on your shirt as you hear a knock on the door. However, the person knocking must have failed to understand the concept of knocking as they don’t give you time to react and just walk right in.
“Hi” you say with a tone and mannerism that conveys: Why’d you knock if you’re just gonna come in?
“Hi, sorry. I didn’t want to be seen waiting at your door.” Jodi responds, slightly lowering her head, avoiding your gaze.
You finally put your shirt on.
“It’s fine. What brings you? Do you not know that Sydney is gone?” you gently respond.
“I do.. It’s just… things between me and John haven’t been going that great as you know… and he’s doing a 24 hour stream today but I don’t want to sleep by myself.. so I was hoping I could…”
“Jodi. Jodi hold on for a second. I know we’ve been doing some.. questionable things. I don’t know if you could actually call it cheating yet but it is certainly a grey area. That time in the dressing room and after the podcast… I was fucking horny. I couldn’t think straight and it made me not care about your relationship. But I don’t want to be a cheater.”
Jodi looks at you surprised. “No I.. I just meant.. I just wanted to cuddle. Nothing else. I swear! Come on.. please!” she pleads to you.
You sigh.
Fucking hell this is unfair.
I mean look at her with her low-cut tight shirt and those sweet fucking pink hotpants… You just know you can clearly make out every curve of her ass when she turns around… of course I want to fuck her!
But John man…
This is so wrong.. – but I’ve already done some wrong shit!
I shouldn’t do more.. – Does it even matter now?
Am I the asshole? – Aren’t I already the asshole? I fucking fingered her asshole, that’s for sure!
FUUUUUUUUUUCK WHAT DO I DO
Jodi is just standing at the closed door, looking at your conflicted face as you debate with yourself.
Okay. Think clearly now.
You sit down at the bed and rest your head on your hand, fumbling through your hair.
Fact: I want to fuck Jodi.
Fact: She is in a relationship.
Fact: Cheating is wrong.
Fact: She doesn’t seem to want to be in that relationship. Why isn’t she breaking up?
Semi-Fact: She clearly wants something from me, or she wouldn’t have watched me and Sydney or let me touch her in the way she did…
…
This is leading nowhere.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THE RIGHT CHOICE?
Your head starts to hurt.
I mean cheating obviously isn’t the right choice but if she just wants to cuddle….
“FINE!” you practically scream out, making Jodi flinch.
“Sorry. Fine, you can sleep with me tonight, but no—”
“Yaaaay!” Jodi cuts you off and jumps into the bed. As suspected, her shorts leave nothing to the imagination as she lies down getting ready to be the little spoon.
You let out a deep sigh once more. Judging yourself for not resisting your urges.
For a moment you think you can try to turn away but your body doesn't even attempt it and you lay down behind Jodi giving her ample opportunity to place her ass right on your groin – which of course she immediately does – and of course you immediately get hard at her touch.
I hate myself.
You turn off the lights and wrap your arm around Jodi and cover the two of you in a blanket. You close your eyes as you rest your head on hers, reveling in the sexual heat her body provides.
With one final internal sigh you think to yourself before drifting off to sleep.
If I’m doing this then I may as well try to break them up… or at least heavily encourage her to do so.
I have morals, right? Do I? No no I do! That’s why I left, right? That’s why I left.
I have morals…
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You slam your hands on your mahogany desk, getting up from your black CEO chair. “BECAUSE I HAVE MORALS FOR FUCKS SAKE!” you scream at an Asian man with black hair, dressed in a business suit.
“Morals don’t make money!” he retorts equally annoyed. “What were you thinking when you started dealing with him? That it was just going to be some family friendly science experiments? ARE YOU THAT NAIVE?”
“FUCK YOU! AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE!” you say in a threatening voice, clearly scaring your opponent although he tries to hide his intimidation.
Attempting to show his steadfastness he tightens the buttons on his suit and says: “You will come around. You knew what you were doing when you signed that contract, and you are willing to go through with it. You just need to convince yourself!” with that he turns around and leaves the office slightly too fast to convey a well-composed employee.
You punch the air and fall back onto your chair. “FUCK!”
The room fills with silence for a few minutes.
With a much calmer voice you ask your trusted vice president: “What are we going to do about this?”
Mike sits down in a chair across your desk, visibly defeated, resting his head in his palm while rubbing his forehead.
….
“I don’t know man..”
….
“We can’t let this happen.” You say with a shiver running down your spine. Your suit is getting awfully hot and you loosen up your tie so that you may get some more air.
“I agree. What were you thinking when you met with them? He’s not wrong y’know, are you that naive?”
“Apparently I am… I thought we could increase our profits… the investors have been on my ass the last two quarters..”
“But we’re doing fine! We’re up 20%!”
You bang your fist on the desk again, an empty dark blue coffee cup with the company logo falls off and shatters on the ground.
“IT’S NOT ENOUGH!” “It’s never enough with these people… you know that.”
Mike sighs. “I know… but this? Come on.. you’re a smart guy you could’ve---”
“I could’ve could’ve could’ve – I fucking know ok! I messed up, that’s on me!” you say with an annoyed anger.
Mike just looks at you.
…
You take a deep breath. “I’m sorry. It is not your fault.”
“It’s fine. We worked together for a long time, and I hope you consider me a friend too, because I do. Whatever you decide, I’m with you.”
A sliver of hope returns to you.
“Thank you, Mike. I think I might have an idea….”
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The sun is shining in your eyes as you wake up.
I should’ve closed the curtains….
You feel around in the bed and realize that Jodi is nowhere to be found. You listen if the shower is running but nothing can be heard.
I guess she didn’t want to be seen walking out of the room in the morning…
For fucks sake she knows this is wrong too.
But I’ve made my choice. I’ve crossed the line already. No point in backing out, even if I could.
You shower and then go to the kitchen for breakfast. Toast, Michael and Lily are eating at the table and they welcome you to join them. The smell of freshly made waffles distracts you from the moral dilemma you are facing and the friendly conversation soon perks up your mood.
At the end of breakfast your phone buzzes.
“Hey! You’ve been blowing me off way too long. By now you must be good to run! I’ll even go slow for you!” reads a text from Aria. “Come on, join me on a morning jog! It’ll be good for you!” she quickly follows up.
You grin. Your side has been doing fine for about a week now and you guess it is time you hung out with her some more.
“Sure. Where and where should we meet?” you text back.
“BUH!” someone grabs you by the shoulders and you flinch slightly. Michael and Toast laugh but Lily seems to be as surprised as you are.
“Aria?! What are you doing here? And why did you text me if you are here??” you ask confused.
“I slept over after hanging out with Poki yesterday and I just wanted to be ready to scold you if you denied me again!” Everyone at the table laughs at this.
“Alright. I guess there is no warm-up or something?” you ask, hoping you would have a little more time.
“No! Get in your shoes, let’s go!”
You chuckle. The girl is already dressed in a black sports bra which is working overtime considering Aria’s huge chest and some matching black hot pants with two reflective stripes on either side. Sadly, they are somewhat loose fitting. Despite this they show off a little of her curves. Running behind her should be an enjoyable experience, although you seriously consider running backwards so you can keep ogling her front. To complete her fit, she is wearing bright white running shoes with short grey socks. Her black hair is wrapped in a ponytail.
“Let’s go” you clap in your hands as you stand up from the table. Aria is clearly excited and jumps up and down while waiting, not so subtly telling you to get a move on.
Once you close the front door Aria practically sprints away from you. You shout: “You’re taking it slow, huh?” and chase after her. Luckily you are pretty fit and you happily notice that your wounds aren’t acting up. You should not overdo it though, you think to yourself. So, the plan is simple: You run up to Aria, catching up to her shortly after she left the property and grab her with both arms around the waist, lifting her up.
“Gotcha!” you laugh while lifting the girl whose playfully struggling in the air.
“Heeeey! No fair! Let me down!” she says in a child’s voice.
“You said you’d take it slow! You can’t have me running a sprint race for the first time!” you chuckle and put her down, as she turns around you boop her on the nose and wag a finger at her.
Aria is shortly stunned by the boop but quickly breaks out in laughter.
“Did you just boop me?” she laughs.
“Yeah. Just to show you I can be nice too. If you don’t run away from me.”
“Ah, I see. Your way of being nice is booping me like a puppy?”
“A very cute puppy.” You flirt.
Aria blushes, being caught off-guard by your comment.
“Awww” you smile, mocking her red face slightly.
“Yeah you watch out man! I’ll run away again!”
“You wanted to run with me, remember?” you chuckle. “Let’s keep it at a reasonable pace for now.”
“Fine” she playfully pouts, clearly enjoying your little banter.
The two of your start jogging at a leisurely pace.
“Anywhere in particular we’re running toward? Is there a park nearby or something?” you question.
“I don’t know. I don’t live in the area. I just thought we can run around the city. Explore or get lost together.”
“How romantic!” you throw back as a teasing response.
You run for about 30 minutes, steadily increasing the speed until you can feel it in your legs but aren’t getting exhausted yet. You run past the coffee shop where Sydney and Poki gave their Creamy Caramel Coffee a new meaning.
“That’s my favorite coffee place there!” You point out to Aria.
“Oh? You come here often?” she asks.
“No, I’ve only been once.”
“And it’s your favorite already?”
“What can I say? I learned a new recipe there, didn’t try it myself but apparently it tastes great!”
Aria looks at you slightly confused but doesn’t question it further.
“What do you do in your free time? You like to cook, right?” you switch the topic.
“Yeah. How do you know? Did you watch some of my videos or streams?”
“Sometimes I steal your recipes. More often I burn the kitchen down.” You jest and get the desired laugh from the black-haired girl.
“Yeah… I run a lot so I can burn off the calories that I eat” she says after she finished laughing, you can hear a little sadness in her voice and deduce that she might be insecure about her weight.
“You look great! I doubt you need the exercise but it sure is paying off!” you respond, your words visibly cheering her up.
“So, tell me a bit about yourself!” she asks as the two of you slow down a bit so that talking would be less exhaustive. “I know you saved Sydney at the Meet&Greet. That was really lucky you were there! But why were you and how did you know she was in danger?” the big chested girl curiously inquires.
“Well… I’ve been a fan of the OTV crowd for a while – and after moving to a new city I thought I could afford myself a small indulgence. It was mere coincidence that the convention was happening then, the timing was perfect.” You answer.
Continuing your story, you add: “The whole thing with Sydney was by pure chance again. No one else had signed up for her so I was looking forward to having some one-on-one time with her, after all I’d been a fan for a while.”
Aria pays close attention to you as you round another corner in the city.
“And then I just got this strange feeling.. I can’t really explain it. Something just felt.. off. I had a feeling like that once before back in Europe and.. well, I wouldn’t ignore it again. So I looked around and saw this sketchy guy pull out a gun. The fact that I got Sydney down was really lucky, and frankly I’m a bit surprised that the guy didn’t just keep shooting, he must have seen that he didn’t hit her, right?” you ask more to yourself than Aria.
Offering some explanations Aria replies: “Maybe he just saw the blood and thought he did it? Or perhaps he panicked? Bad visibility once you were laying down?”
“Maybe. It’s just a bit awkward. You always expect pretty girls to get kidnapped or raped, not murdered on stage.” You say absentmindedly.
“Woah. That got dark quick.” Aria says with a slightly shocked voice.
“Yeah, umm, sorry, got lost in thought there for a second.”
“No worries. I have some dark thoughts too sometimes. Running helps!” she quickly perks back up.
Looking at her jiggling boobs helps you cheer up too. Her sports bra is doing a good job but the task at hand is just too large. Too large indeed.
In about 700 feet the pair of you will come up to a crossroad. As far as you can tell there are no streetlights, and you will come up right at a corner with low visibility. On the other side you can see the lit logo of an ice cream shop.
“Hey, ice cream! You wanna race there?” Aria enthusiastically asks.
“Ice cream after running? That’s not very health---” you can’t finish your sentence as Aria shouts: “Loser is paying!!!” and runs off.
“Hey! Unfair!” you chuckle and chase after her. You’re pretty sure you that can overtake her, but you hang back just slightly to appreciate her backside a bit longer.
Suddenly a strange feeling rises within you, and you immediately feel uneasy.
It is the same feeling you had at the convention.
You look around, worried, not quite believing someone would shoot a gun out here in broad daylight.
Recognizing the only possible path for danger you scream: “ARIA WATCH OUT!!!”
You sprint forward and manage to grab her just before the jumps of the curb, turning her around so that her back is facing the building and your back is to the street. You press her tightly to your chest and feel her boobs squish against your skin.
In the same second that you pull her off the street a black van drives past with lightning speed.
“Oh my god!”
“You saved me!” she kisses you in her adrenaline rush on the cheek.
You barely register her wet lips on your cheek as you stare with wide eyes at the van speeding off.
That feeling…
No, it can’t be.
That wasn’t an assassination attempt. They were just recklessly driving.
…
Right?
A few minutes pass and you still hold Aria tightly to your body. She doesn’t try to escape and has closed her eyes, leaning her head against your chest, listening to your racing heartbeat. You can tell she takes comfort in being held by you and is slowly calming down as well. You gently stroke her head.
Is someone trying to kill streamers?
A thought dawns upon you but you quickly disregard it.
“I should call Sydney and see if she’s okay.” You say to Aria, the girl looking up into your eyes and slowly nodding. You can tell she wants to talk about what just happened, but this call is important.
You take a few steps and lean against the building. Aria wants to give you some privacy, but you wave to her to come close, and you wrap an arm around her. She gratefully accepts and closes her eyes again, leaning against you and feeling noticeably safer.
The phone rings a few times before Sydney picks up.
“Hey baby, what’s up? Miss me already?”
“Of course! How are you? Everything fine?” you say in an upbeat tone, not wanting to scare her right off the bat.
“I’m doing great. Crash is having fun at my parent’s house and everything is super nice and comfy!” “I do miss your cock though!” she adds in a seductive tone.
Aria looks up at you for a moment and then quickly looks away again.
Did she hear her? Doesn’t matter.
“I miss you too. Syd, I think you should be careful. I just got this weird feeling that I had at the convention again.” You say with a serious voice.
“…You think someone’s coming to kill me?” she responds clearly frightened.
“No no I don’t.. well, just be careful – aware of your surroundings and such, maybe don’t go walking around alone?” you try to calm her down but fail.
I should have thought of what I was going to say before picking up the phone…
“Okay… umm.. yeah.. I’ll be careful. Thanks for the warning.. you too!” and with that she hangs up.
“Well… that was a conversation…” you unintentionally say out loud.
“Do you think that was planned?” Aria scaredly asks looking at you with concerned eyes.
“No no no.. I’m just paranoid. People drive too quickly all the time, and this corner isn’t particularly optimized for pedestrians.” You try to deflect and hide your worry.
Aria slowly nods her head, wanting to believe you.
“So uh.. maybe ice cream to lighten the mood?”
“I don’t know if I want to cross that street now” she hesitates.
“Ou come on! You’re a strong, amazing and beautiful woman! The way you’re built you could’ve probably jumped over that van! Surely you can cross the street with me!” Seeing her smile slightly but still reluctant you add “Please! I need someone to hold my hand, I’m a bit scared.”
Now Aria’s smile is showing some teeth. She happily reaches for your hand and grabs it tightly. You walk across the street and each get two scoops of ice cream on the other side. She gets chocolate and you get lemon.
You both casually walk back towards the OTV house and engage in some good conversation. Once your cones are nearly finished Aria stares into your eyes with a chocolate covered mouth. Noticing this you stop to ask her why she isn’t continuing to walk. As you open your mouth Aria grabs your slightly wet shirt pulling you closer and plants a kiss on your lips. You did not expect the kiss but welcome it, the tastes of lemon and chocolate mixing together in your mouths creates a pleasurable flavor which adds to the amazing kiss.
After a few seconds she pulls away and you look at her smiling face.
“I just wanted something sour to clear the taste.” She says jokingly.
You chuckle. “Sure. It does mix nicely with the sweetness.”
You both look at each other.
“Thank you for saving my life. You’re a true hero.” She earnestly says, with true gratitude in her voice.
“No worries, I’m glad I was able to” you respond and hug her. You also kiss her lovingly on the head which makes her melt into your arms.
After the intimate exchange you resume your conversation and get to know each other more and more on the way back to the house. Arriving there, Aria stays for a few more hours and you hang out with multiple roommates, talking about what had happened but leaving out your suspicions. Everyone is shocked but the fact that you now saved two of their friends lives quickly becomes a running gag and people start to jokingly address you as ‘Sir Hero’ and playfully treating you as royalty. It is all good fun.
Eventually Aria calls an Uber home and the others start their stream. Having had enough excitement for one day you decide to relax for the rest of the day and lay in bed switching between Poki, Rae’s and Leslie’s stream.
I wonder what it would be like to fuck them while they’re streaming… Could it be done? Could it be hidden enough?
It would certainly be hot…
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A few days later you get a notification that your delivery has arrived, so you go to your apartment and accept it. Once everything is moved up to your penthouse you look at all the boxes, sighing at the work it will be to put those together.
Your phone receives a text from Leslie announcing that she is in the lobby, so you use the elevator to welcome her up.
There is no way that she will actually help me build this stuff but you don’t turn down a pretty girl when she wants to come to your place.
With a *ding* the elevator door opens when you arrive in the lobby. You immediately see the girl you’ve been looking forward to for a while now. Leslie is looking absolutely beautiful in her dark red Yu-Gi-Oh! shirt. The bubbly girl has the brightest smile you have ever seen and upon spotting you she waves excitedly with both hands while waggling towards you like an excited penguin and throws her hands around your neck to hug you. Her contagious smile totally drew away your attention from her bare legs. Similarly to what you saw her wear the first time you met her, you again cannot tell if she is wearing anything else underneath that stretched shirt which barely covers anything beyond her plump ass. This time she is not wearing any long socks either, no socks at all in fact – just flip flops. Her nails are painted with a sparkling wine red color.
Not really an outfit to assemble a bunch of furniture Leslie… but I suspected as much. You chuckle to yourself.
While you wrap your arms around her torso participating in her tight hug you almost feel like you get a surprisingly good feel of her gorgeous body – the thin shirt taking away almost nothing from the sensation.
After the hug ends you extend your arm towards the elevator. In a royal tone you speak “Your Majesty, may I invite you into my humble castle?”
“Ou!” The girl laughs, “of course! I mean… Of course Sir Knight, I welcome your hospitality!”. She can barely contain her giggle and playfully curtsies before you, lifting her shirt slightly with her fingers. You chuckle as well and lead her into the elevator, she stands about one and a half steps in front of you facing the door. You wonder why she doesn’t look at you or hasn’t chosen to stand beside you, but you don’t question it and instead admire her figure. When you are about halfway up the building and your gaze is about halfway up Leslie’s body you hear her moan as she stretches her whole body, raising her arms and in turn raising her whole shirt well above her hips. Your eyes widen as you see one of the greatest asses you have ever seen displayed before you, like a cloth being pulled away revealing a priceless piece of art. To your delight it is very apparent that she is not wearing any underwear at all. What makes you even happier is that her stretch goes on for an unnaturally long time, this makes it clear without a doubt that this whole display was premeditated, which excites you a lot.
“Wow…” you say admiringly.
She lowers her arms and crosses them in front of her lap. Turning her head back over her shoulder and looking at you she says in a somewhat quiet girly voice. “Oh sorry, did you see anything?”. She’s playing a shy girl and you smile, choosing to participate.
“I was just admiring your big stretch. I’ve only ever seen one being do a bigger stretch and that was a white cat on YouTube.”
She breaks out in laughter and turns around, lightly slapping your shoulder with her flat hand. “AAAA come on! Not even one compliment?!” she quips, throwing out her innocent act.
You smile widely, grab her wrist with one hand and her hip with the other, pulling her in close. With your bodies pressed closely against each other and you looking down into her sparkling eyes you say with the most genuine voice you can muster: “Leslie, you have an amazing ass.”
She cracks up and wiggles around super excitedly in your arms tapping the elevator floor really quickly with her feet. Your compliment really seems to have made her happy, maybe it was the delivery, or maybe she is just always this energetic. Either way, you love it!
As the elevator doors open you let go of Leslie and you both step into your penthouse, giving her a light slap on the ass you say: “So, time to build huh?” gesturing at the thirty or forty cardboard boxes standing around. She shoots you a glance that effectively conveys the sentiment “Really, are you serious?” but you don’t have to read her face to tell that because she actually says it aloud.
“So, no pretense huh?” you smilingly say.
“Nooo! You can’t seriously have thought I could help you with this? I barely know what a hammer is!”
Gesturing an air hammer, you react: “It’s the thing you pound nails into other things with”
“Yeah you better pound me onto your bed with your pants hammer!”
“Pants hammer???” you crack up holding your stomach from laughing at her sudden burst, not even properly reacting to her forwardness.
“You know what I mean!” she jumps up once with her fists waving through the air like a young girl that is sick of her dad’s teasing, but all with a teeth showing smile on her face.
“Well I mean.. What can I say..” you still can’t talk in a serious tone, her energy rubbing off on you. “I guess you too heard some stories that made you this eager to try me?”
“No!” she immediately retorts. “I’ve heard nothing! Rae wanted to tell me after your trip to IKEA but I blocked it. I want to experience you myself.” Now clearly seductive, she catwalks toward you, with one hand on each hip making them shake exaggeratedly with each step.
“Well, who am I to deny you that?” you mockingly ask into the air, throwing your hands up. “Has it been a long time for you too? And I guess this means you’re fine with sharing?”
She abruptly stops at your words. Quietly she replies “Yeah… I haven’t been intimate with anyone since… Edison..”. Her hands fall to the ground along with her gaze, clearly saddened by the topic.
Ah fuck…
You reach forward and hug her. “I’m sorry Leslie that was careless of me. No need to rush into things.” You say as you stroke her soft hair. You can feel her warm breath as she leans into your strong chest.
She wraps her arms around your waist and crosses her hands behind your ass, not really touching it but also not really not-touching it.
“It’s ok” she says in the same voice as before. “I’m over it. It’s just… maybe this was a bit quick…”
After just a few seconds she perks up and looks at you: “Wanna watch a movie???”
“Uuuuhh sure! I don’t have a TV set up though…”
“That’s fine! I have Netflix on my phone! We can cuddle!” she happily says doing a complete 180 from like twelve seconds ago and hopping towards your bed. You are a little stunned by this rollercoaster of emotions, from thinking you were going to have sex with a beautiful girl, to consoling her about her engagement breaking up and then making plans to cuddle with her on your bed, while mind you - the only clothing she is wearing is a very thin shirt.
You take your place next to her on the bed and she lays her head on your shoulder like a girlfriend would as she opens up some romantic comedy on her phone, leaning further into you she places her hand with her phone just above your groin.
If I’m getting an erection it’s going to push against the back of her hand, she’s too close…”
Guessing that it might not be appropriate to shift your penis right now you simply hope that there won’t be any hot sex scenes in this movie – so you lean your head on hers and get ready for the next 90 minutes.
Her hair smells amazing. I guess she just showered.
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Right at the scene where the hot girl realizes he’s the love of her life and goes on to kiss him in the rain Leslie changes her position, moving her shirt in such a way that her lower side becomes partially uncovered, giving you a clear view of her clean-shaven pussy. You try to look away but fail because you don’t really want to look away. You don’t want to watch the movie, you want to watch her and her glistening entrance.
Is she wet?
As predicted, your erection soon pushes against her dorsal.
She looks up to you, smiling.
You want to apologize but only a stutter escapes your lips before Leslie makes your attempts irrelevant by kissing you deeply.
“I’m.. confused..” you slowly say.
“why?” she quietly replies with big eyes.
“It’s just.. you came here um.. I mean you were pretty forward about what you wanted…” you continue in the same tone but hastily add: “and I liked that! I liked that.. I like you, a lot!”
Returning to your thinking voice you go on: “But then I brought up.. y’know, and I’m sorry for that…”
You pause for a few seconds. Leslie still looks at you, wondering what you are trying to say.
“I just mean, if you’re not ready.. this is a big step. I care about you, and if you want to get intimate tonight, wait, or maybe not at all – it’s fine. You should be comfortable, that’s what is most important to me.”
You gulp, finally having managed to express some of your feelings about the emotional rollercoaster her visit has been so far.
Leslie looks at you for a moment, her expression remaining unchanged which terrifies you, even though it looks terribly cute. The way her eyes look at you, the way her mouth is slightly open, the way she’s resting her hand on your chest and laying half on top of you. Her warmth is so… perfect. And her nude leg crossing over yours, her wet folds visible – almost touching your jeans but not quite.
Under different circumstances I’d be doing jump kicks right now.. but is she ready? I want her to be ready. I want to be there for her, more than just a friend.. but she is so hard to read. I really didn’t expect her to get sad like that out of nowhere and then switch right back up within seconds!
After what felt like an eternity, despite it probably being about five seconds a smile spreads across the cute girls face.
“Awwww” she almost giggles. “Thank you!”
She kisses you, confusing you further. But the kiss is amazing and makes you momentarily forget your concerns.
“It’s not like I’m still in love with Edison. I’m over it. Really. You just caught me off guard, that’s it!” she explains with an assuring voice.
“I’m glad to hear that.” You shoot her a warm smile and lovingly stroke her cheek with your thumb. She leans into your hand, smiling and you think you can see her blush slightly.
“Do you.. want to talk about.. something?” you inquire, genuinely ready to listen to her feelings.
“Sure!” she perks up on the bed, now sitting next to you. “But don’t think I’m forgetting about this!!” she screams out with even more energy as she jumps across your legs to straddle you and with one fluent motion opens up your pants and pulls out your dick.
How??? I was wearing… fuck it. All these girls have some magic dick-taking-out abilities. I won’t question this further.
Her perfect teeth are showing as she’s smiling at you like a pretty girl would after her crush told her she was beautiful while her cooch must only be a thumbs width away from your shaft, both of her soft hands firmly on your length she slowly twists them and strokes your pulsating member.
Your mouth and eyes are wide open. This all unfolded very fast and despite the fact that you should be used to this by now – you’re not.
You try to say something but Leslie goes first, taking her hands off you and moving forward. Your dick is laying horizontally on your belly and Leslie is rubbing her incredibly wet pussy slowly up and down your length. “So…” she moans. “Who was your first kiss?” she smiles down at you.
“What?” you laugh. “Are we doing the ‘Hey we just started dating’ quiz?”
She giggles and quietly pants while continuing to grind against your penis. “Yes! I want to get to know you and I want you to get to know me!” she puts down both her hands right next to your head, leaning forward she whispers into your ear: “It’s not a quiz with winners or losers but there is still a prize..” she interrupts herself with an especially seductive moan, then whispers into your ear with the hottest voice you have ever heard: “…me..” You gasp, placing your hands on her hips as she slowly rises, her hair cutely covering one of her eyes. It takes all your willpower not to grab her soft flesh with more force – but you don’t want to hurt her – you don’t want to push her. Her movements feel good.
“My first kiss was a red-haired girl at a party of one of my high school friends.” You begin to answer her question. “It wasn’t anything special, she kissed multiple guys that night and I originally didn’t want my first kiss to be like that – but she wrapped her arms around my neck and asked if she could kiss me, and being a teenage boy, it didn’t take much convincing.”
“Was it good?” she asks with real curiosity.
“Surprisingly – yes! Better than my third, fourth and fifth kiss” you joke. Leslie laughs out of breath. She is really enjoying grinding on your dick like that and you don’t think any girl you have ever been with was ever this wet - and you haven’t even been inside her yet.
“How about yours?” you ask, clearing her hair away with one hand and holding her cheek again. You did it so you could look into her beautiful eyes but she instead gladly accepts your hand and leans into it once more, closing her eyes. Her face looks like pure bliss and she puts one of her hands on the back of yours, enveloping your palm completely, cuddling against it.
“My… first…. kiss…. was……” she lets out between moans.
She doesn’t finish the sentence – instead grabbing on tightly onto your stretched out arm with both of hers and begins to shake on in your lap. You’re surprised but hold her steady with your other hand so she doesn’t fall off of you during her apparent orgasm. Pleasure juices flow out of her and spread over your exposed skin.
Some streamers sell bathwater… she could sell cum water, You joke to yourself.
After she calmed down you curiously ask “Did you just cum?”
“Yes” she says with a satisfied grin, starting her grind against your erection back up and leaning against your still stretched out hand once again. “I cum really really easily” she winks at you teasingly which has the desired effect of making you hella excited and causing your dick to twitch beneath her three times.
She giggles. “Relaaaaaax” she teases “You’ll get your turn soon enough… now… what was the question?” she smiles at you like the devil. Her plan is to tease you until you explode from the sexual tension while she’s getting off repeatedly. The situation is incredibly hot and it feels so good – every time she reaches your tip you think her wetness is just going to swallow you – but you decide that the wait would be worth the pay off.
“Who was your first kiss?” you repeat your earlier question, your grin informing her that you’ve accepted her challenge.
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Leslie and you talk about various things in your lives for… you don’t actually know for how long you have talked already. You know that she came about seven times so far and that your dick is boiling with lust. At this point you will probably explode like a cum filled rocket ship the moment you penetrate her pussy lips. Your stomach is full of her fluids and your precum. But it is worth it. You learn a lot about Leslie and get to know her on a deeper level – simultaneously you share a lot about yourself too which establishes a real connection and level of trust between the both of you. Leslie certainly appreciates having someone to be this intimate with and even though you shared most of this with Sydney already and some with Rae or Aria, you also reveal some new bits of information. Something about this highly sexual setting greatly exhilarates the process in which you get to know someone and learn to trust them.
I feel like I could tell her about Europe… I want to.. but no… no…. No.
“…and that was my proudest moment ever!” the grinding girl finishes her story, pulling you out of your own thoughts.
“Wow, I’m certainly proud of you for that! That’s impressive!” you say impressed.
She smiles and lowers her head to kiss you.
She then breaks the kiss, rising her head up slightly but keeping her face within a breaths distance from your own, her wanting eyes darting between your eyes and lips.
“What’s impressive is that you held out on cumming for so long… I think you deserve your prize.”
You get ready to slam into her immediately and fuck the living shit out of the pretty girl for teasing you all this time. You know you can probably only get a few pumps in before you explode but your dick is so hard that you can most likely just keep going straight away, but you wait for her to finish talking.
“Me.. forever…” she gasps.
What?
“I’ll never wear pants… or panties around you…” she continues with a moan, seductively biting her lip. “You will always have unrestricted access to my wet pussy.. You can do whatever you want, whenever you want to me. No need to ask. No need to restrain yourself.”
Your eyes widen at the offer she is making you.
“I am yours…. completely.”
Your mind is racing a thousand miles an hour. You can’t think straight. You can’t verbally respond. All you can do is wrap your arms around her tightly, kiss her and finally push into the wettest pussy you have ever known.
You fulfill your desire with pure determination and lightning speed, both of you moan deeply in unison as your dick enters her warm body after an eternity of being teased. Her pussy immediately convolutes and finally you can feel her spasm beneath you – around you.
Her insides feel like a thousand tongues with the strength of a million hands attack your cock from every angle all at once. As expected, it only takes a few strokes before you erupt within her, shocks of pleasure and much needed relief being dispersed throughout your body – but your dick stays harder than a rock and you don’t stop fucking this amazing girl, fueled by her enticing promise.
Leslie’s body is being pushed into the bed by you and the bounciness of the mattress pushes her right back into you. She’s screaming and moaning right next to your ear, her hands wrapped around your neck and her legs spread apart and held up in the air as you pound into her wide open entrance.
Your arms are wrapped around her pressing her body tightly against you so her constantly orgasming figure doesn’t escape you. Her boobs squish against your chest while her whole body vibrates beneath you, her legs flop around in the air but she is determined to keep them up. Your head is buried next to hers in the pillow. You can’t see, but you can hear, smell and feel this incredible woman. You kiss her neck and Leslie erupts in another orgasm within her presently ongoing one.
Placing one hand behind her head you pick her up from the bed.
I have a choice to make here. Do I fuck her against the glass front to have a nice view of the city, or against a normal wall?
You thrust into her from beneath a view times, muffling her sounds of pleasure with a passionate kiss.
This is something intimate. Private. Plus, I don’t need a city view when I have this gorgeous face to look at!
Actually, Rae’s closet should be standing already.. No! She deserves her own memory.
Uninterruptedly fucking the girl you walk into what eventually will be the living room and push her against the wall. Leslie has no control over any of her movements and she doesn’t try to fight you for autonomy. You hold her up by her perfect tights and place kisses all around her neck, face and chest as she attempts to do the same but her head twitches around in pleasure. You fuck her with ever increasing speed and every ten seconds or so a new orgasm erupts in the streamer’s pleasure cave. The constant contractions successfully convince your balls to release your second load into her opening, your seed mixing with her juices, spreading across your connected skins and being splashed around the room by the constant collision of your bodies.
There is nothing going on in your head. No brain – no thoughts, just lust. Pure fucking lust.
You yank her from the wall and throw her naked body over your red couch. She’s laying with her back on the seating area giggling at how you are manhandling her. You take a look at the state she is in and her hair frames her face in a beautifully sweaty mess. But you are not done! You grab her legs and pull her over the armrest so that her ass is on top of it and her feet are resting on your shoulders while her upper body is still on the couch – her tits on perfect display as she is stretching her arms over her head, breathing heavily and looking at you with pure desire and admiration. You push into her cum filled pussy and yet again she lets out a shriek as the intrusion sends her shivering into what must be the twentieth or thirtieth orgasm of your sexcapade so far.
She wasn’t lying when she said she cums really easily… I FUCKING LOVE IT
Maybe it is her sexual energy – maybe it is the infinite teasing she put you through – maybe it is just the fact that she is probably in the top two of most attractive women that have ever lived, but despite having cum two times already and a third time nearing you don’t feel drained at all.
You lean forward, remaining buried between her legs and without slowing down your pace. You place one hand next to Leslie’s head on the couch, her eyes are rolled back from pleasure and her mouth is wide open, her strawberry tongue almost hanging out of it. You can only imagine what it must feel like to have this many intense orgasms in such short succession, by looking at her face you can only infer that it must feel like fucking euphoria. This position allows for much greater speed and you surprise her by picking up the pace tremendously in the middle of your hot make out session. You balance yourself on one hand and wildly fiddle through her hair with the other, moving your palm around her hot face and holding it locked to yours. Her legs twitch and she wraps them tightly around your hips, inseparably locking your bodies together and making it impossible for you to pull out during your third orgasm. Somehow it feels like you are shooting even more sperm into the sea that has formed between her legs. When you get the opportunity you should call an oceanographer to check it out – but for now, you have no plans of pulling out.
Leaning over her like this you finally have access to her beautiful breasts. They are a perfect handful, and you take advantage of this fact immediately. The Chinese girl lets out an appreciative moan as you place your hand on her chest, but you are quick to realize that if you want to truly fondle her tits, you need her to ride you. Picking her up once more you decide that the bounciness of your bed would be the perfect place to have this girl straddle you. With the energy you have felt from her so far you have no doubt the setting of this mechanical bull show will be: Legendary.
Turning around and letting yourself fall backwards onto the bed with your lover still impaled on your raging erection gets the idea across to the moaning girl with no words being spoken. She places her small hands on your muscular chest before quickly changing her mind and just frantically jumping up and down your length without a care in the world. Luckily you are big enough for her to do that without the risk of your dick slipping out.
At last you place both your hands on her perfectly shaped boobs, covering them fully and relishing in the feeling of her flesh. You give them a good squeeze and then decide to tweeze her nipples which sends the girl over the edge and you struggle not to hurt her as her body jerks around on top of you. Normally you stabilize your lovers when this happens but this time you keep your fingers on her nipples in order to give her an even more pleasurable high. In order not to fall over she grabs onto your torso and her fingernails dig into your skin, she is doing this unconsciously as her mind is completely blank, wiped clear through the intense pleasure she is undergoing. You don’t care about the pain. You love it! You love the fact that you can make your lover feel such intense emotions. You love that you are able to share such feelings and that you were able to share your thoughts and experiences in the most special way before you fucked. You love her.
“OooOOOoooooo myyyy goooOOoooOoddd this is SO FUCKING AMAZING!!!” Leslie shouts out toward the skies. It is lucky that there are no apartments directly beneath your penthouse or someone would have heard the screaming girl for sure.
You groan in response and grab her hips, now really taking in the feeling of her soft flesh. You let your hands roam around her body and over her ass. You grab her cheeks and carefully pull them apart. Leslie falls forward, catching herself on your chest and moving her hips up and down along your shaft as you spread her open in more ways than one. Your heart is pumping out of your chest and Leslie’s ear is placed directly above it. She is listening to your pounding heart as you take control from beneath and pound your way deeper and deeper into hers. You pull one hand away from her squishy ass and place it on her head, clearing out her hair and placing a loving kiss on the panting’s girl forehead. You rise up from the bed so now you are in a sitting position and Leslie is impaled in your lap. She places her hands on your ears, looking deep into your soul she gyrates her hips in your lap. It is true what they say about the lotus position – it is incredibly intimate.
You kiss.
It is not a battle of the tongues as Leslie’s lips dance around your dick, it is a cooperation.
The two of you are in perfect sync as your hands roam her body praising every cell of skin they touch while hers remain still on the sides of your head. Your lips stay locked together and you are overwhelmed with such sensation that you can’t even tell anymore what is happening to your cock and what is happening to your tongue. It all just becomes one big cloud of pleasure like a fucking super rainbow chakra candy exploded within your consciousness.
Without any kind of verbal communication the pair of you decide that you wouldn’t break the kiss until you have reached a simultaneous orgasm, the difficulty of which is significantly decreased since every third time Leslie reaches the base of your cock she has one of her own. Soon, her tight pussy grips around your shaft when she has once again fully impaled herself upon you and with pure sexual determination drags the cum from the base all the way to the tip. By now you should be empty but the orgasms on both sides just seem to be getting more and more intense both in duration and sensation. Satisfied you look toward your connected crotches, and if you weren’t already white then the mixture of fluids would have at least painted both your groins. And yet….
“Can you keep going?” you ask Leslie, you smile and want to keep going but also want to be considerate.
Full of lust she smiles back at you: “You don’t need to ask! As I said, I’m yours.” “completely” she lovingly adds.
You smile and flip her over, she’s laying flat on the bed with her face down, and you pull up her ass for the final stint. “OH MY GOD!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDDING!!!” she screams out as you penetrate her pussy once more. “HOOOOOOOLY SHIT YOU’RE A FUCKING STUD! A FUCKING LEGEND!!!” she showers you with praise in which you take great pride, despite being surprised at your stamina yourself.
As your advances send shockwaves through Leslie’s ass and her whole body you free up some mental capacities to really take in the feel of her buttock.
She clearly has cake, otherwise it wouldn’t shake like it does while you slam into her with raging speed. Groping her with both hands you try to compare it with the other girls. It is not as firm as Sydney, nor as squishy and soft as Jodi. You rank it on the same level as Rae, although the Filipino’s ass is a little harder.
Having completed your research, you move your finger over her clit and start to play with it, now having the ability to properly hold the orgasming girl in place. Wanting to get off yourself for the fifth and final time you push her head down into the bed making sure that nothing but her ass is lifted into the air. The streamer moans anticipating that you have an incredible sensation in stock for her. You take two messy handfuls of her hair and begin to smash her pussy with never before used speed. The wet sounds of slapping flesh fills the room but despite her screams of pleasure being silenced by the pillows they still overpower your groans and the sounds of your pounding. The shockwaves flowing through her ass are a sight to behold as her pussy convolutes again and again and again and again around your dick, giving you the sensation of the most amazing massage tube ever built. Your balls tense and a familiar feeling rises in your groin. Without slowing down you lean forward and whisper – it is a miracle she even hears you – “Do you want to taste me?”
All your lover can do it frantically nod her head with the little freedom of movement your hands give her and her enthusiasm turns you on even more. You thrust into her a couple more times before you jerk her back by her hair and pull out, some backed up fluids rush out of her vagina as you do so. She falls back first onto the bed and immediately pushes herself up using her elbows so that her mouth can reach your fluid covered dick. Without hesitation she wraps her moist lips around it and deepthroats you completely in one go. Not needing any more encouragement you fixate her head around your shaft as your most fiery orgasm yet shoots rope after rope after rope down her throat, unleashing your load into her body to be swallowed. During the process you stare into her big eyes and she stares back into yours. Her face screams of pleasure, sex, lust, admiration, satisfaction and intimacy all in one.
Incredible.
Your orgasm slowly subsides but you don’t move, keeping your dick in her mouth until it has fully deflated. Leslie uses this chance to show off some of her oral skills, since she never got to do it before your sexual adventure, although she is clearly holding back in acknowledgement that this was the last orgasm of the session.
Once you are satisfied with her cleanup, you just fall back onto the bed and try to catch your breath from the exhaustion. You can’t believe you came five times without any breaks in between and without losing even a sliver of hardness.
And holy shit! She came like, what? A hundredth times??? More?? That whole thing was essentially just my dick being massaged by her pussy all the way through! I felt more of her orgasming pussy than her normal one! That was incredible!! You are ecstatic.
Leslie lays her head and one of her hands on your chest, taking up a similar position as she did when the two of you were watching the movie, only difference being that now you are both completely naked and covered with products of your sexual union. Your chest is heaving up and down, moving her beautiful face with it.
Exhausted from the sex neither of you say anything, instead you doze off to sleep in each other’s arms. Her body feels so right on top of you and you want to confess your feelings like you did with Rae, but you decide to wait. You don’t want it to seem like you are just saying it because you had sex - because it is much more than that.
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“….good morning” you say, noticing some movement on your naked chest.
“..morning? huh? what time is it?”
You smile at the groggily response. It sounded really cute.
“I don’t know. I haven’t checked. Didn’t want to wake you.” You reply and place a loving kiss on her forehead. She smiles, turns around and kisses you deeply on the lips.
“What was that for?” you ask.
“For being amazing” she says. For a moment you both just look at each other in disbelief at the fact that the universe brought you together. In disbelief that something as awesome as this could be real, but it is.
You check the time.
“Oh!” you let out a surprised sound. “It’s still the same day, just.. later”
She giggles. “Oh! Thank you Captain Obvious! I didn’t think time would move forward!” she teases.
“Pfff, you know what I mean. The point is it’s the same day, no mornings have passed yet.”
“I still enjoyed waking up next to you.” She warmly says.
“Me too” you respond with a similar smile.
….
“We should probably shower” you say.
“Yeah, it reeks!” she laughs.
“Hey! That’s us, we can’t reek!” you say, acting as if you were insulted.
“Sorry! Soouuurryyyyyyyyy!” she jokes in an artificially deep voice, causing you to laugh.
Nothing happens in the shower except for some intimate kisses and touches, both of you are fully sexually satisfied for the moment and choose to embrace your bodies in a non-sexual way. Once you are dressed again you get an idea and are surprised that you haven’t done it with more girls yet.
“Leslie?” you ask curiously.
“Yes?” she asks, wondering what you could want in such a tone.
“Do you want to go to dinner? I know this great place, it’s very romantic—”
“Yes!” she eagerly cuts you off.
The two of you share a laugh and you place your arm so she can link herself with yours. You step into the elevator and press the button for the lobby with a huge smile on your face and a pretty girl pressing herself against you.
This moment couldn’t be more Perfect.
