The Gamer and His Dice

The dice shifted and I almost started crying. My parents were going to find out I wasn't a virgin. Dad was gonna kill me, and then kill Jacen. Nooo!!!

I threw myself onto him, bowling him over entirely, and wrapped around him like an anaconda, a panicked anaconda. "Mom and Dad think I'm a virgin!" I explained at a loud wail, oblivious to my audience. It didn't make any sense to them, no doubt, wasn't making much sense to me either.

Hesitantly, his arms came around me. He patted me consolingly on the back. His body was twitching, suspiciously like someone laughing.
 
Jacen:

"Muff, it'll be alright... Um... Can you still feel it... Er... Inside of you?" I was suddenly hotly embarrassed again. My girlfriend lost some dice up inside of herself! It was funny! Well... Kinda... Er... Maybe not... Damn! She lost my special twenty sider! Damn it! I tried to fix her with a serious look in my eye but I think it came through more humored than I had wanted it to. Her dad? Oh FUCK! "We don't have to call your dad! My mom knows that we... Well... You know... And if she doesn't know by now she's just stupid!"
 
One surprize after another.

Suddenly as she was pooring, Erika felt the heat of another body behind her. Scott was reaching his hands around her and grasping at the bottle of soda in her arms. Her hands were noticably bigger than hers and seemed to take the weight more easily. Part of her felt a great releif at having his help. She thought of saying some kind of thankyou in response until she realized where else his hands were going and where his eyes shortly followed. Her gasping response could have been one of shock, but it wasn't. The feel of his fingers around her insenced mounds made her jump and nearly drop the soda bottle. Scott seemed to be getting ready to apologize. She knew it had been an accident, but with the scene going on in the next room, she was glad to know someone was as embarrace as she was.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Muffins screams caught her completely flat footed. That while she was in between holding the soda bottle and passing it to Scott made it slip from her hands and they both found themselves fumbling like first level characters caught in a slow. Scott managed to recapture the bottle, but not until it had done a complete 360 spraying cola all over her green t-shirt and leaving a noticable swath accross the front of his pants. Erika emmited a small scream of her own, not that anyone would have noticed, and put her hand to her mouth to silence it.

The dark color of the soda soaked into the light colored material and made it as transluscent as if by a glassee. The black lacey material of her bra, her sexy secret that she had keeped to herself, was completely visable. The cool refrigerated liquid ran down her body and made her shiver as it ran accross her already damp pussy. At least she would have an excuse for that now, she thought. She felt completely paralyzed as she stood there so exposed to her friend. Of all the adventures they had been on together, none hed been like this. The expression of horror that swept over Scotts face only made her more concerned.
 
Scott

What the hell was Muff yelling about anyways?!? Holy shit, she just about gave the two of us a damn heart attack with that scream. Must have been one hell of a show going on over there. Too bad we were both too busy with your problems at that moment. The large bottle of coke had just about soaked both Erika and myself. After having put the bottle away from the moment, I noticed just WHERE the soda had splashed upon us. The cold liquid had made lightly colored top she was wearing almost completly transluscent for all to see through it. My eyes almost buldge out of my head when I get a good look at the black material of her bra appearing through her shirt. They unconciously followed the trail of soda down her top as it lead down to her crotch area.

It was at that moment, that I was glad none of the liquid had splashed onto me. Why were my pants starting to stick against me? Looking down, it finaly sunk through to my thick skull that soda had gotten on my pants. Mostly around the crotch area. Oh, this was just great. Having worn loose fitting pants had made it easier for me to cover the erection Muff and Jacen's show had caused. Now, the material was starting to cling against the shape of my growing length. None of my characters had to go through any of this on their adventures in the past. Wonder how they would have dealt with it?

Trying my best to keep my hard-on from showing itself, I offered Erika, "Do you need anything else from me while we're here? Or would you rather go back over there with the others?"

C'mon Scott, think unsexy thoughts or something! Had to do something before she noticed the mouse was peeking out of the house.
 
Tim

"Um... guys, I'm thinking that your little contest needs to be called off. Maybe someone with small hands could.. you know... reach in there, and pull it out?"
 
Sheila

"Fer cryin' out loud, Muff--they're not lost. You're not *that* big. Do you need me to get them out?" I started walking over to the nearly-hysterical girl, giving Jacen a look of mixed disgust and pity at his male-ineptitude.

"After all, they're not that much different than ben wa balls, and we've gotten them jammed... Oops." I turned a shade of red that I didn't even know was possible and refused to even give Tim the honor of a sheepish
half-smile in apology.
 
Tim

My jaw just dropped, as I stood there, kinda stunned... that statement of Sheila's raised all SORTS of questions in my mind...
 
Sheila's murky use of pronouns

Tim's jaw drops, not in embarassment but in surprise?! "Sorry Tim, I didn't mean to give them TMI about you and I... You *do* remember that don't you?" I give him a you'd-better-remember-that look.

"Any way, if you want me to try, I guess I can." I say tentatively. What is this odd feeling in the pit of my stomach?
 
Tim

Blushing furiously, Tim just says "Oh. Oh, yeah. Heh."
 
Ben-wa balls???

I sniffled and tried to regain my composure. Blind panic didn't do anyone any good. I opened my eyes more fully and stared Jacen in the face, noticing the big, red, handprint. I instantly felt like a total ass.

Ben-wa balls?!?

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you." I kissed his cheek, kinda liked the flavor of it and started licking his face.
 
Jacen:

Muff's kiss made me forget all about the slap, and when she started licking along my jaw, oh god! I glared up at Sheila, trying to give her a "No, we don't need your help, thankyouverymuch!" type look. She went back to tim, thank god!

Muff was on top of me still tasting my cheek when I turned my face so our mouths met. What the hell, I was just eating her out a minute ago, no big deal to kiss her in front of the guys, I figured. It was far, far too late to suddenly be embarrassed again!

"M still gonna get my twenty sider back, love." I mumbled against her lips as I ran my fingers through her hair and down her back. Trailing my fingers along the ridge of her spine, I shifted my hips so that I pressed more fully against her form.
 
Despite my momentary lapse of reason and blind leap into hysterics, I managed to start thinking again. I let my myself enjoy a few moments of heated mating of my tongue to Jacen's first though. Damn that man could kiss. I wiggled myself against him a little more, ignoring the clacking of the dice in my pussy and the alarming thought of one of them (which had been inside of a drooling rottweiler's mouth) floating around somewhere.

A whole weekend of that... I reminded myself and felt myself quiver at the thought. I was rhythmically moving my hips, rubbing myself against his cock through his jeans. I forced myself to stop, even when he dug his fingers into my ass and rocked me against him.

"Jacen?" I asked sweetly, batting my eyelashes down at him. He was a gamer, gamers never really learned the whole feminine wiles thing, did they? "Do you remember a few weeks ago when Tim had to go to the dentist and you couldn't game?"

He nodded absently, going after my lips again.

"After you got me the Big Kids Meal at Burger King cause you blew your paycheck on the new Croaking Tidal Frogs thing?"

He frowned.

"You wanted to play doctor, right?"
 
Jacen:

My frown quickly faded. She was gonna let me play doctor?! "You WANT me to play doctor?!" I think the thought of it made my cock twinge. I don't think she really knew how far I would take this one... I grinned up at her, perhaps a little mischeviously.
 
"I want you to play gynecologist!" I smiled at him. "Get the d20 out, it might mess up the plumbing, if you know what I mean. Messed up plumbing means no sex. That means you'll have to jack off until I feel better."

He looked vaguely like a panicked horse with his eyes rolling like that.

"And no d20 either," I added helpfully.

He looked ready to howl in rage, panic hysterically, or blubber like a baby. I couldn't tell which.
 
Jacen:

No sex? Damn... MY TWENTY SIDER! FUCK! In an instant I had her on her back, and half an instant later I was at her pussy. God, it was GORGEOUS! "Um... I have to use my fingers, love..." I remembered the bet as I reluctantly turned my eyes away to meet her's.
 
I grinned and could barely keep myself from bouncing up and doing a cheer. He was mine, allllllllll mine for an entire no gaming, no dice, no books, no buddies weekend. He was going to either go insane from not gaming or go insane from too much sex.

Smugly, I reached down and pried my labia apart for him. One of the dice fell to the floor. "Here, let me help you with that baby." I was gloating, I tried not to gloat, but I was gloating. I stuck my tongue out at Tim, who was staring at us in horror, at least it looked like horror. "Maybe we can borrow some of Sheila's toys"
 
Jacen:

"Don't be giving me that smug look!" I shot at Muff. "Never heard of winning gracefully?!" My eyes followed the die that slipped out of her and landed on the carpet. JESUS! It was soaked! All glistening and wet... I grumped a little but it was more for show. Lifting my hand to her sex, I slid a finger into her again, this time trying to focus on dice-hunting and not pussy-massaging like I was before. Wasn't much use though, in a fraction of an instant I was absorbed in the soaking tightness wrapped about my probing fingers.
 
She watched as scott set the bottle on the counter. She glanced around and let things, ehem, soak in. Fortunately, most of it had missed the floor. "Oh my gawd! We have to wipe this up. Are you allright? Hand me that towel --" she choke slightly as she took in the full length of his zipper. No that wasn't what she was looking at, she was looking at the wet outline of his cock. Very nice, very comforting, very very . . . Scott! Oh, this was wrong.
She tried to avert her eyes as she uncontiously held her hand out for the towel. Her gaze landed squarely on that great big bottle of soda. She paused her hand as a deliciously terrible idea crossed her mind. No, she couldn't. That would be wrong. There it was again, that 'wrong'. That wrong was starting to piss her off. At the moment she was incredibly frustrated and all she wanted to do was to pull out her panasonic and ride it like a dragon. But her panasonic wasn't here. And in front off the guys?
She tried to hide the twinkle in her eyes as she withdrew her hand and turned around. She lifted her shirt up a little as if to air it out, making sure he had an unobstructed veiw of her ass.
"Is there any on my back?"
 
Sheila

I'm not *even* going to give Tim the satisfaction of knowing that I'm the slightest bit embarrassed by my slip of the tongue... Nope. Not even a hint. Gods, what ammunition that would be against me later, if he thinks that I'm even the tiniest bit sorry. Which I'm not. Nope. Can't let that happen.

"My toys? I don't think that'd help.... well.... maybe. Jace, do you have a vacuum?" My grin is wicked. "And Muff, if you keep squirming like that Jace will have a *big* penalty to his Dex check, or would it be Strength?" I ask Tim, resuming my place in his lap.
 
Scott

Still trying to hide the outline of the buldge in my pants, my eyes followed her shirt as it slide up her smooth back. My mind started to scream, what was she doing?!? I could feel my pants straining against me while getting a perfect view at Erika's ass. The material of her pants clung to her slightly from the little amount of soda that had gotten on her back. Her underware outline was showing due to this. This wasn't going to help my chances at keeping 'Mr. Winky' from being known. C'mon Scott, think unsexy thoughts.

After she asked her question, I got a dirty idea, "Well, it looks like there might be some there. I'll try to clean that sticky stuff off for you."

Reaching around her for the towel, I take it over to the sink to wet it a little. After all, we needed to moisten the towel for it to clean her off, right? Getting the towel nice and wet, not really bothering to ring it out, I made my way back to Erika with it.

"Move your shirt up a little more, if you could?" I asked with a half hidden grin while kneeling down behind her.

Doing as I suggested, her back was exposed to me even more now. Using the soaking wet towel, I rub it over her back to wipe away the soda. While doing this, my hand squeezed the cloth tighter to make the water soaked up run down her back a little more. This had a more then nice effect on her tight pants that were already clinging to her bottom. I move the towel upwards more, making it reach up towards the back of her bra.
 
Nevermind getting back to the game.

ooc: Renegade, perhaps you missed my earlier post. Erika was wearing denim jeans. I never thought it was all that more translucent even in water. Not that I mind, I like where this is going anyway.

The sudden surprise of the cold water on her back made her shiver as it ran down her leg. So close to magic, and yet so far away. She was still very nervous, but she didn't feel like Erika anymore. She found herself asking, what would Lady Silvia do?

She frowned as she realize the unless nature of the situation. Washing was nice, maybe even great if the water could be warmer. But it wouldn't matter if the shirt she was wearing was still soaked with cola.
"Let me take this off," she said, "It won't help at all if my shirt is still dripping it on me."
One single motion and her shirt was over her head and upon the counter. She cupped her breast with her hands in a mock gesture to conceal herself. She felt her nips rise excitedly to meet them. Then, throwing her hair around, she gave her unwitting attendant the most innocent face she could muster and looked searchingly into his eyes.
"Did I get any on my pants as well?

Lady Silvia would be proud.
 
OOC: Have vacuum, will travel. *Snickers*

IC: "Finding anything Doctor Jacen?" I asked. He mumbled something into my thighs that I didn't quite catch. Damn but his fingers felt incredible, audience or no audience. "Such lovely fingers you have doctor."

He looked up at me in minor annoyance, having been concentrating seriously on the task at hand.

"Such lovely lips you have, doctor." I couldn't resist.
 
Jacen:

"No... Damn it." I grumped against her thigh when she asked if I had 'found anything', successfully muffling my annoyed words against her soft skin... She started sounding like little red riding hood or something... So I shot her an annoyed glance. Consciously or subconsciously she was using the fact that that fairy tale turned me on against me. I nearly shouted foul play!

And she did it again knowing full well what the LRRH references do to me... "All the better to tease you with, my dear." I suddenly blurted out. God, I hoped the guys didn't pick up on that one...

[Edited by Ravenloft on 04-12-2001 at 08:09 PM]
 
I grinned unrepentantly and trilled, "I looooooooove you, Jacen."

After a moment of silence, I continued, okay so it wasn't a moment, and I interrupted him, but I couldn't resist, "Am I going to have to go get my red riding hood costume out to get my big bad wolf to eat me?"

He quit moving. I squeezed his fingers with my very appreciative pussy and another die popped out, loudly clattering on something.
 
Jacen:

My jaw dropped, 'I looooooooove you, Jacen' did I just let the LRRH thing slip... IN FRONT OF MY FRIENDS?! I stopped feeling Muff's pussy for a moment, my stomach clenched in nervous fear. Muff said something about 'the costume', I locked eyes with her. "Please, God, don't let the guys have heard her ... just give me this one simple thing... And... And... I'll be good..." I thought frantically. With my fingers still inside of her, I felt the die sneak just below them before it popped out of her and clacked against the other die that I had salvaged.

My eyes locked onto it then, in the hopes that it was my prized d20. Was it?! Fuck no! It was like she was holding that one back for ransom somehow! Illogical to think that, I know, but, well... Damn it... I don't think I had ever rolled below a ten on that fucking die since I bought it... (Never mind the fact that it was only a month ago... Shhh...) Wait... She just squeezed her... Mmm...
 
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