The Gamer and His Dice

[Neale]

I am known to some as... Tim?

"Hey, Jace! She just said you couldn't use your fingers... Didn't say nothing about ...other... methods!" Grinning like a maniac, I dash into the the kitchen, from whence the others heard the microwave beeping. A minute later, I returned with a bottle of honey. "Here ya go, buddy... nicely warmed to just above body temp... dribble that in the right spots, and enjoy!"

"Anybody have the number of Hard 8? I need to call in to get a game ruling on how to interpret a die roll after the die has been buried in pussy. Would it follow the accidental eating rule, or the feline interference rule?"

 

[Neale]

Tim

"Umm... Ericka, if you keep that up, we're going to have to be doing some serious save vs. charm rolling here... Quick, Scott, she's eyeing your dice, man!"

 

[KillerMuffin]

*chortles*

 

[Ravenloft]

Jacen:

Ignoring Scott's attempts to talk us into letting him join in, for the most part, I think I was popping blood vessals, I was blushing so badly. Finally I shouted at Scott. "No! I don't need your help! I am perfectly capable of making Muff cum on my own! Damn it!" And Tim, good ol Tim, he started in with the cracks but at least he was being helpful! I caught the bottle of warmed honey and grinned through my hot blush, over the bottle at Muff. "Embarrace me will you!" I hissed, far less menacing than I had intended to. I tugged at her pants, and pulled them down past her hips, her black lace panties... Ahh! T'was like finding a dragon's treasure, it was, my heart was a flutter at the sight of them. Muff reached down to pull her pants back up but I kept swatting her hands away, I snuck a quick squeeze of the honey onto her belly, just above her panties and pushed her back as I kissed and licked at the golden honey that clung to her skin. Was it my imagination or was this just becoming fun?! I flicked my tongue over her honey coated tummy as my thumbs slipped under the lacy band of her panties to begin pulling them down. "You can always concede love... Cause I ain't gonna back down..." I growled against the soft skin just above her nest of hair.

 

[Neale]

Tim

"The crowd goes quiet as Gladiator Jace employs his specialized weapon, the Tongue of Fiery Cunnilingus, +5... Can Gladiator Muff make her save versus orgasm...? we shall see..."

Granted, the color commentary wasn't likely helping Jace that much, but I figured I'd even the odds a bit, after helping him out with the honey. Heh.

Then, I happened to glance to my left...! "Holy shit, Ericka! You, too?"

Must be something in the water...

 

[Vivid]

Sheila

"No, that's not it."

A flustered Sheila fumbles around in her purse.

"I know I have matches in here. I *know* it." This wouldn't be an issue if Jacen just had some Glade or Lysol around. Even some scented votives would be good but no. She considers scrounging the cabinets again.

She's already going to hear jokes like "Did you fall in? or Did a Carrion Crawler come up from the pipes and paralyze you?"

She wonders how Jessailia, her half-elven mage would've handled it. Was there a Melf's Toiletries spell? There had to be. She sighs, not breathing too deeply. Well, I ought to go back out there.

She adjusts her glasses, brushing her light brown hair from the frames, the shoulder length tresses curling slightly. The perm was stupid, but she knew she'd be seeing Tim today. It wasn't worth putting make-up on, but still.

Shutting the door but leaving the fan on she heads back to the game room. "Is the magical sleep over ye.... " Sheila stops.

Jacen is kneeling next to Muff, a pile of dice, his dice, is next to her. His head is occupied on her abdomen, a tube of honey in his hand, the plastic bear face grinning evilly. Muff tries to pull her jeans up as Jacen swats her hands away.

"Oh my god!" She can't help the shock on her face. She looks to the others wanting an explanation of why they haven't hit Jace over the head with a vase or something. She expects a matching shocked look from Erika but she's just looks up from the two, her face flushed and glazed.

Sheila's shock triples, her face demanding explanation.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Fine. Two could play that game. While he was licking his way down my belly to my brand new pair of we-finally-are going-on-a-real-date-and-not-a-trip-to-the-local-gamer-emporium-for-more-gaming-books panties, I worked my new black lacy maybe-I'll-get-laid-instead-of-help-come-up-with-new-characters bra off of my body from beneath my shirt and wrapped it around the back of Jacen's neck. Using the trailing ends of the bra as reins, I directed his face where it ought to go.

"C'mon Jacen, you're usually alot better at this," I taunted, trying to keep from swallowing my tongue when he slid his down around my clit.

He lifted his head up and grinned warningly at me. I smiled sweetly at him and stuffed two of the previously liberated dice right back up in there.

"Ooops," I twittered with false sincerity, "did widdle Jacen wose his widdle dice again?"

 

[Vivid]

Sheila

"Oh my god. Muff, you just put dice in your... Oh my god!" She looks at Jacen's girlfriend with astonishment. "Did you at least boil those first?! If not, oh Hon, I hope you're not prone to yeast infections."

Sheila recalls the last time Jace's dice ran astray. "Remember when my Rottweiler, Elea, took those dice and we spent an hour chasing her around the yard? I think she wanted attention... too? And you just.... yech. What are you thinking?"

Sheila watches his tongue dart forth to play across Muff's soft skin and realizes just exactly what Muff is thinking.

Sheila glaced up to Tim, then back to Muff and Jace. Is that all it would take? Tim's dice were right... No! What if? No! But... No!!

She felt herself flush at the thought.

 

[Neale]

Tim

Seeing his girlfriend come in, Tim tore his eyes away from the spectacle upon the couch. "Oh, uh, Sheila..." Tim blushed bright red, and continued "it's not, it's... Oh, hell, it's exactly what it looks like. She just got tired of Jace's gaming, so she pocketed his dice... The fun way! He gets them out without using his fingers, he gets new dice. She orgasms with us watching, and without his whipping out Lil' Jace, something else happens. I think." Obviously, Tim's mind was having trouble with a warning bell, alerting him to something he was overlooking...

Finally, he noticed the speculative gleam in Sheila's eyes, and realized his dice were out in the open, nearer to her than to him, since he'd moved for a better view.

"Now, Sheila, honey... don't do anything rash... I just did the full cleansing ritual on those last night!"

 

[Miguelito Breathstealer]

Erika

ooc: you people are hard to keep up with!

Erika's left hand uncontiously found its way back to her crotch. She glanced around room feeling a little bit embarrassed. I'm not moving it, she though to herself, I'm just . . . resting my hand there! Yeah thats it. With the grapghis display in front of her, every die on the table was suddenly transformed, as if by an alteration or a glamour, into a sexual device. She had never been surounded by so much sexual parifanalia in her life. The other guys in the room didn't look quite as bad anymore, either.

"Oh my god!" Sheila had returned from the bathroom. Her reaction seemed just like Erika would have hoped that her own would have been. Life was filed with diappointment. As she listened to Sheila complain, she found her own heart actually arguing against her.

"Relax, Sheila, I think Jacen just dropped a couple of his dice. We were gonna let him look for them before we finished the battle. Those are his LUCKY dice, ya know."

She slapped her clipboard down on the table and set her lucky pencil beside it. "I'm going into the kitchen to get a soda. Anybody else want anything?"

God. Any excuse to get away from this intensity. If she didn't find a way to cool down she was going to start doing herself right there.

 

[Renegade]

Scott

This had gone from being oddly erotic to a full blow wet dream come true. With Sheila now on the scene, it looked like things were going to get even more interesting now.

"What I wouldn't give for a camera right about now." I mutter outloud to the others in the room.

They seemed a little too busy to bother with me at the moment, so I simply watched on as they went on with their business. Something tells me more people would be interested in gaming if they saw what was happening right now. Why, oh why didn't I bring my camera? My kingdom for a Kodak camera right about now!!

Just then, the voice of Erika snapped me out of my stupor. Turning around to face her, I said with a grin, "Where are you going off to in such a hurry? The show's just getting real good!"

Looking her over, after seeing Jacen and Muff doing what they were doing, I noticed for the first time in awhile how good looking Erika was. She was always a real looker, but I hadn't really noticed her till now. What the hell was I doing?!? I'm thinking with the wrong head again. Note to self: cold shower is a must for tonight.

 

[Vivid]

Sheila

The initial shock wears off to be replaced by amusement, and other feelings.

Sheila leans over the preoccupied Jace to stare directly at Muff's face. "Now Muff, I've heard of blowing on dice to make them roll well but this is taking the role of Lady Luck a bit too far, don't ya think?" She smiles at the far away look in Muffs eyes. Is that what she looked like under Tim's ministrations?

She understands Muff's motivation - the only reason she joined this group was to spend *some* time with the guy she's dating. She saunters over to Tim, brushing past Erika. She worms her way into Tim's lap. Looking over at Scott she sees the look that all women recognize. The one that says, "Hey, you're a girl! Why didn't I notice that before!? And, hey, I'm a guy. And, hey, you're hot."

She traces the line of his gaze to Erika's reddened face who seemed to consciously be trying to avoid it.

Putting her arms around Tim's neck, Sheila wiggles to feel for the bulge she expects is waiting for her. "No, those are his keys. And that's a belt buckle. Hmmm... he keeps his wallet in his left pocket, right?" She wiggles a bit more. "Ah, that must be it," she thinks as she puts on an evil, little grin.

 

[Neale]

Tim

As Sheila fell into his lap, Tim's accidentally (shya, right) cupped a firm ass-cheek in one hand, and one of her absolutely perfect tits in the other. Then Sheila started wriggling, like she knew there was a nice surprise waiting for her.

Sheila's just teasing, right... She wouldn't really want to... Would she? Tim thought to himself.

He whispered, "Sheila! Come on, show some mercy! Those two have got me pretty damn worked up, as is, and you're about to make me REALLY messy down here..."

More loudly, "Hey, anybody free to roll me a save vs. ass wriggle?"

Since Sheila didn't show any signs of mercy... big surprise... Tim decided to fight fire with fire... He began to rub her exquisitely sensitive nipples, rolling them between his fingertips, while his other hand caressed her ass.

 

[Miguelito Breathstealer]

Way too much all at once . . .

Erika moved with a cat's grace out of the living room and into the safety of the unoccupied kitchen. She ought to be good for at least five or teen minutes. I couldn't decide what I wanted to drink, she planned as her excuse if anyone asked.

As she crossed the room, she noticed Sheila moving in on Tim. Ugh! That left an awkward tension between her and scott. The blood pounded in her ears now so that she hardly noticed that Scott was really talking to her.

"What? Oh, I said I was getting a drink. Weren't you listening, bonehead?" Nice save. No one could tell you were nervous from that. No way. Oh, ugh! What if he thinks you want him to join him from that? "So if you want me to get you something, you had better speak now before I'm finished."

The safety of the cool refrigerator was comforting. Great, the regular contingent of cheap store brand soda and a carton of milk that looked like it had expired two days ago. She really would have to think about her decision a while. Good. Anything to keep your mind off . . . oh gosh, Erika, stop it!
She silently screamed as she caught herself massaging her own breasts in front of the fridge. She was holding the door propped against her right hip and enjoying the way the cool air breezed accross her budding nipples. She quickly stopped herself and grabbed a glass to fill with a combination of ice and Cola. She had to deposit the glass back on the counter to fill it as she braced the hefty three liter bottle against her chest.

Unconciously she called back, "Last chance to take advantage of my generosity."

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: Jes' waitin' on Ravenloft who is noticably MISSING here.

 

[Renegade]

Scott

OOC: He seems to be MIA lately. We're waiting for him to respond in a couple of other threads I'm in right now also.

IC: Having kept my line of vision on the two couples for the most part, I didn't really take notice of what Erika was doing at the time. Dear lord, it was times like this that I wish I wasn't single. Actualy, it was just about ANY time that I was wishing about not single. Damn, this whole scene was getting too hot for me to just watch. It was like chinese waiter torture... or something like that. What the hell was I talking about again? Oh yeah! Was just doing some little mental commentary while enjoying the greatest peepshow of them all.

At that moment, Erika's voice coming from the kitchen brought me out of the day dream. Standing up from the couch to get a better look at what she was doing, I notice the three liter pressing against her chest. My god, it was pressed between her breasts while the bottle rested within her cleavage. The way it pushed them farther apart ever so slightly like that... what the hell was I thinking?!? This is Erika I'm thinking about. I shouldn't be thinking things like this about her. Still, it did look like she was in need of some help with that rather large bottle.

Walking away from the orgy that was starting up in the living room, I made my way over towards Erika to see if she needed help. "Need a hand or two?" I suggested to Erika while trying to grab the bottle from her grip.

My hand accidently pressed against her chest while doing this. Not that I was going to complain about it or anything. At that moment, I took notice of how erect her nipples had become. Probably from a mixture of the cold fridge air and what was happening around here. I look up from gawking at her chest to notice she had caught me doing so.

"Uh... I was just.. um... heh..." I mutter out in a vague attempt to explain what I was doing looking at her like that. So much for that plan. Oh man, what I wouldn't give for something to interupt this awkward moment.

 

[KillerMuffin]

OOC: *sigh* He could've at least warned us. Bitch bitch grouse grouse.

IC: Jacen did a little something with his lips that crossed my eyes and made my entire body go rigid. I cut loose with a scream that was a helluva lot more than the situation called for, a long piercer that surely made people nine blocks away wonder who was being tortured to death.

Jacen clamped his hands over his ears and glared at me. I grinned smugly down at him.

OOC: Awkward moment interrupted? Geez, I hope the parentals aren't around...

 

[Neale]

Tim

At the sound of Muffin's screech, Tim nearly jumped out of his seat, and Sheila was neatly dumped from his lap, to lay sprawled at his feet. "Jeeezus H. Chthulhu, what the hell did you do to her?!! Oh, shit. Sorry, Sheila!" Tim bent down to offer his hands to his fallen lady-friend.

 

[Vivid]

Sheila was dumped?

Tim's alternating, soft touches and rough, desperate grasps made me forget about the others in the room. It made me forget that others could see me stroking my thighs and buttocks against his lap. And that they could see his hands on my body, desperate, primal, like I was the only hunger that he knew. I could ignore the shrill, semi-erotic shriek from Muff. I could even give a silent "Huzzah" for her through my own gasps and building pleasure. I couldn't ignore it when I was unceremoniously plopped onto the floor. I couldn't ignore my head narrowly avoiding the table or the sudden bruising of my tailbone.

"*That* was a critical fumble, Love." I glared at him. I smiled smuggly, "You may have just made me resistant to piercing attacks." I glanced down to his crotch, then back up to him and glowered, playfully.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jacen:

"Jesus Muff!" I hissed as I pulled away from her sweet sex. Looking sharply into her eyes as she returned the glance through the valley between her breasts. "You want something to scream about! I'll give you something to scream about!" I shot at her as I lifted the bottle of honey above her pussy. A stream of golden honey flooded down over the pink lips of her sex. Some even found its way between them I think.

Without another word I pressed my mouth back against her and slid my tongue into her. I breathed in with a slight moan. It would be so easy to just drown my sences in her, to become her empassioned lover... My hands were kneeding at her hips, as though that would bring her closer to me some how.

My tongue curled under one of the dice she had snuck back into herself and I drew it out. I had half a mind to tuck it into my cheek so as to not have to pull away from her. But I could just imagine drawing in a breath of her heady scent and sucking the damn die down my throat and choking to death right in her lap! So grudgingly I pulled away and plucked the die from between my lips and sat it back with the rest of the rescued dice. I looked back down at her, God she was sexy! “God, your sexy!” I breathed as I slowly melted back down to feast on her some more.

 

[KillerMuffin]

I hated it when he said things like that when I was miffed at him. Always made me melt. I was going to win this little exchange, not him. I wanted that weekend with him, alone, by ourselves, no books, no characters, no dice, and positively no gaming. Just him, me, and hours of naked flesh writhing together in a sweet sweat of lust. I shivered at the mental image. Noooo, think about baseball. Think about... my eyes latched onto the table, already glazing over from the marvelous tripping of his tongue through my wet lips. Gaming.

It took all the willpower I had to shove down the fluid rush of orgasmic feelings and concentrate instead on the image of me sitting there bored while he pretended to be Gransh the Orc. The smelly, nasty, two inch dicked orc. Not the sexy, hot, mouth wateringly gorgeous dicked Jacen. Ummmm, bad.

The warm honey was making a mess of my already messy pussy, but I didn't really notice it so much as I noticed the butterfly soft teasing of his tongue chasing it down. Was it hot in there? Did the heater kick on? I pulled at my shirt, then ripped it off. Better. Moaning, I spread my legs wider, bucking my hips up against his face.

I had to remember something, Dice. Oh yes. I couldn't cum. Ooohhh that wasn't good. He sucked gently on my lips, then slid his tongue between them. I squealed and stared at the gaming table. Oh no, no orgasming for me. I wanted him all to myself too much.

 

[Ravenloft]

Jacen:

Muff was writhing beneith the ministrations of my tongue and mouth. I imagined her to be a nymph that I had captured, her whimpers and coo's of sexual desire her native language. No, she couldn't be a nymph, for to look upon her would be a vision of such beauty my heart would seaze and I would die... "Mmm, a Dryad then..." I said aloud between deep nuzzling kisses. A miniature fantasy of her running through the woods with only a thin shift to hide her nymply, er, dryadic body from my lusting eyes as I gave chase, the rutting stag that I am... I groaned in a low tone as my tongue trailed around between the confines of her pussy lips and my nose ground its way against her clit.

 

[KillerMuffin]

My hips bucked, twisting against his hands. The only thing I liked better than riding his face was riding his cock. I let loose several of those explosive groans and long undulating cries that are wildly embarrassing under any other context.

He sucked and licked, using his entire face like the cunning genius- or is that cunnilingenuis?- that he is. My hips jerked and my pussy spasmed.

I froze suddenly, my eyes flying open, and I yelped. His d20, at least I think it was his d20, had found something tender, probably my cervix or something as incomprehensibly located. Visions of calling my parents from the ER to get the insurance information, and then having to explain what for to them as well as to the ER staff flooded my brain.

"Oh NOOOOOOO!" I howled. Irrationally, I smacked Jacen, "This is your fault!!!!!"

 

[Ravenloft]

Jacen:

Muff slapped me pretty hard across the face and I pulled away with a wince. "What the HELL was that for?!" I said, hopping I didn't sound as hurt as I suddenly felt. My hand touched where she had slapped me. I was still aroused but after being slapped like that a fella kinda thinks twice before going back down too soon. Even still I started licking the mingling taste of her and the honey from my lips.

 

[Vivid]

Sheila

I scooted from under the table, away from Tim's hands. I stood up by the couch in time to see the hard *whap* across Jacen's face.

"What is wrong?" Then Sheila saw the honey. Oh, man, that girl *was* in for one hell of a yeast infection. No wonder she slapped him like that. Or was it from the bet? "Muff, Are you that sore about loosing? I didn't think it was that bad."

[Edited by Vivid on 04-09-2001 at 05:58 PM]