I Dream of Nina - 01: Chance Meeting.
written by:
MSaintC

"Well, I'm tired of the fact that you're a Mama's boy and you have a little dick!"

Alan blinked. The 'argument' he'd been having with his roommate slash occasional girlfriend wasn't about either his mother or his cock, so where that came from was anyone's guess. But with Rita, it was expected. Rita was a pretty strange case herself. A short, sassy blonde with curves and big tits who wasn't much interested in dressing up, shopping or watching Oprah. She was most comfortable as she was right now, in shorts and a t-shirt, with one game controller or another in her hands, perched in front of the TV. Aside from going to work or to the occasional movie and dinner, she didn't seem interested in doing much else. But when in an argument, she would cut to the core, it didn't matter how bad it hurt you, if she won the argument because of it, that was fine with her and you'd just have to get over it. "Abrasive" just isn't a strong enough word for it.

People would ask Alan all the time what he saw in her, and in truth there wasn't a real answer. Their relationship status was dependant on who asked. If it was a someone she had not expressed interest in dating, he was her 'boyfriend'. If not, they were simply friends and roommates. He'd give many answers to the question of what he saw, everything from he loves all her little quirks to how great she is at giving head and how often she loves to give it, depending on who asked. But in reality, complicated was an understatement. They were roommates, sharing an apartment with another woman. They had contacted her on the same day, and rather than try to turn one down, the woman just let them both stay. It was a three bedroom apartment and since they all had different schedules things went smoothly. The rent and bills were paid on time and in equal share. Everyone had their personal space and lives. Until one night Rita got super horny and begged Alan to fuck her. He did, and thus the complications began. Leading to this particular 'argument', after which everything changed.

"I... umm.. I'm gonna go for a walk..." Alan spoke, breaking the silence. Rita didn't even look up or acknowledge anything else but the game she was playing. Alan turned on his heel and left the room, bagging up the kitchen garbage and taking it outside with him.

The argument had really just been Chelsea (the third roommate), speaking a small complaint about Rita never picking up after herself and leaving garbage all over the kitchen. Alan had brought it up, not in an accusing manner at all, but even still it resulted in his manliness and his manhood being insulted, and so rather than continue pointlessly arguing, he just fixed the problem himself. Alan adored Chelsea as a person, and she reciprocated it. Despite rarely seeing one another, she and him got along much more fabulously than he and Rita. She was probably the only thing keeping him living there. Alan put the trash bag into the street container and just kept walking down the street, muttering to himself.

"Frickin little dick huh? Didn't seem to mind when it was all up in you last weekend. Gah.. why do I even let those things affect me..." But he knew why, because it was mostly true. Alan's dick was maybe five inches on a good day. He'd compensated by learning to use his hands and mouth more, being more interested in her pleasure than his, but some people judge masculinity by cock size, and he didn't measure up.

"Heee...lp..."

Alan stopped short. He could've swore he heard a tiny voice cry out. He'd reached the end of the street, a T junction, so either left or right was a street, and straight ahead was a small drainage runoff. The ground there was swampy from all the water, so nobody was ever over the but he was almost certain that was where the sound came from.

"Hello?" He said, scanning the area around him, seeing no-one at all.

"Heee..lp.. please..."

There it was again. He moved across the street, and looked down over into the ditch. Sure enough, a small person was on their knees in the ditch, their feet caught amidst a tangle of reeds and other foliage.

"Hey, are you stuck?"

The small person looked up. "Yes.. please help me.." The eyes were pleading, but her face had the look of a female. She looked like a late teen in her face, but her body was small, with barely pronounced breasts and small proportions. Alan carefully made his way down the embankment, only about three feet, but it was enough for his foot to sink calf deep in mud. He grimaced inwardly, and kept forward, closing the distance and reaching out to untangle her dainty feet. He'd thought originally that she was wearing a small dress, forest green in color, but as he examined her closer, he came to a startling realization.

She was stark naked, her skin pigment of her shoulders down to her thighs was a dark forest green, and her limbs were a lighter green that at a distance seemed to be skin colored. Her hair was also a light green, which he had mistaken for blonde. Her eyes were a deep emerald, and staring at him with a look of relief. He tried not to look, but a glance revealed her slightly darker (and hard) nipples. Her legs were closed, but the short strands of hair in her triangle revealed that she wasn't wearing anything at all. He untangled her feet.

"There you go, all free.." He said, making no move to do anything else. Not sure what one even does when you encounter a naked green little woman.

"Pick me up, please? Not sure I can get up on my own." She pleaded.

Alan slipped an arm under her knees and one around the small of her back and lifted her up. She was light, much too light, like she weighed maybe twenty pounds. It was impossible, he thought. She was somewhere between four foot even and four and a half feet tall, she had to weight at least 50 or 60 pounds, but he lifted her with no real effort at all. It took a concentrated effort, but he managed to get back up the embankment. He set her down on her feet, and immediately she jumped on him, her arms wrapping around his neck, legs locking around his waist and clinging there.

"Oh my hero!" She murmured into his chest as she nuzzled against his t-shirt.

"Umm.. anything I can do to help, I guess. Are you ok?"

She leaned back to beem at him, her lips were the same green as the rest of her face. "Mhmm. Not gonna ask?"

"Ask what?"

"What I am..."

"It crossed my mind, but I didn't want to be rude."

"I'm a Nymph. A fey creature, if you will."

"Normally, I'd be a little skeptical.. but.. you have green skin. So I'll just get over myself and believe you."

She laughed, carefree and light, and then hugged him closer. "Best response ever.." Then she leaned in and sexily whispered in his ear. "I'm also naked, wet, with hard nipples pressed against you, but I can smell your desire, so I'm guessing you knew that too."

"Yes.. I did. Sorry."

She untangled her limbs from his body, and took a step back to appraise him. "Don't be. As a nymph, I'm a guardian of sex and desire. You'll find that I have plenty of magical powers in those areas the more time we spend together."

Time spent together? Was she going to follow him home like a stray cat? Surreal. "Not sure how that's going to work, can't just walk and tell my roommates that I met a Nymph."

"You won't have to, I can choose who can see or hear me. Just don't start randomly talking to me when people are around, last few who did that got committed. Aren't much fun when that happens."

"I can imagine. So, shall we go?" It briefly amazed him how accepting he was of this, but the other option was to go crazy, so he just went with it.

"Soon, first I'd like to reward you for stopping to help me. I bet you figured out by now I wasn't really stuck, but still, you could easily have ignored me and I'd like to thank you for choosing not to." She reached out, and touched a hand on his chest. Time appeared to stop, as the world around became eerily quiet. Her hand started to glow a soft green, as did her eyes. She smiled a gentle smile, and Alan found himself smiling back, despite the fact he should be somewhat alarmed.

"What are you doing?"

"Attuning myself to your desires, becoming your sexual guardian if you will. Ready to aid you with anything you may need in that area. It's a bit of a double edge sword though, so if you want to back out, now's your chance."

"Double edged how?"

"There's many things I can do for you. It's telling me you recently had a little sadness over your penis size, so I can make it bigger. I can make it so just the sight your cock will make any woman you desire want you as well. Buuuuuttt..." She grinned like she had a million secrets. "Nymphs are mischievious by nature. I can make you rock hard or dead limp at a moments notice. I can make you cum with just a thought, or make it so you can fuck for days without cumming. We're not evil, mind you, just playful..."

Alan thought about it for a long moment. He was a little wary of someone else having that sort of control, but then he thought of the look on Ritas face when she got into one of her horny modes and suddenly he was shoving ten inches inside her. "Eh, ok, sign me up."

She smiled broadly, and soon a light enveloped the two. The air shimmered behind her as she flapped her translucent gossamer wings that he hadn't even noticed until they moved, and floated up, leaning in and kissing him deeply. As their tongues met in his mouth, he felt a cool rush of air pass between their mouths as the bond was sealed between them. Soon after the light faded and she pulled herself away, landing back on her feet. She smiled up at him, as her hands reached down to grab the waistband of his running shorts and pulled them down. His cock sprang out in it's full hardness, and she took it into her small soft hands. "Lemme see what I'm working with here. Mmmm.. may not be big, but it's nice and hard."

"I suppose it has some redeeming qualities." He joked.

She giggled, and stroked it slowly. Each stroke, seemed a little longer than the last, as each was adding a quarter inch to his length, and a slight bit of thickness to the hard shaft. "Mmm.. how big should we go... seven.. eight... nine... ten maybe?"

Alan groaned as it felt absolutely amazing. "I'm.. uhhh.. not sure."

"Feels good huh?" She teased. Since he wasn't seemingly going to make a decision, she stopped at eight and a half inches with a solid thickness. Nice big porn star cock. She could always change it later, if she felt like it, or he annoyed her, or to just be funny.

"Mhm.."

"Then how about you cum?" She let go, and stepped to the side to avoid the torrent that was on the way. He looked at her, probably about to ask why she would stop if she wanted him to cum, when it hit him and he almost fell over as his knees went weak. Thick ropes of hot cum burst from his new huge cockhead, spurt after spurt until there was a few small puddles on the muddy ground. The nymph stared down at it in amazement, as her hand slowly stroked him again, sending little tingles of excitement up and down the shaft.

"That's... wow.. that's a lot of cum. I didn't do anything to that yet, I swear. Do you always cum so much?" Alan just shrugged. He'd only had sex with Rita in the last two years or so, and she loved to swallow so he'd never cum anywhere except in her mouth. When he jerked off, it was in the shower, so he could never tell there either. "Looks like I don't have to either. That was a load, buddy boy."

"Go me..?" Alan said with a weak smile. "Do you wanna...?"

"Oh, believe me I'd love too.. but as you can see.." She floated up on her wings, one hand slipping under each of her knees, holding her legs spread apart, displaying her tight cute wet pussy for him. "That huge dick would tear my little cunny up. Course, I could simply rearrange my insides to make my vagina go all the way up to my tits, then it would fit. Buuuut, it's a bit uncomfortable for me, so if it's all the same to you, I'll get my rocks off other ways."

"Well, I just meant.. did you wanna cum.. but I understand."

"Oh don't worry about me honey. Thing about nymphs, we watch more than anything, and most of us love watching and playing with ourselves. Usually within view of the one who can see us.." She gave him a teasing smile.

"Certainly are playful, as you said."

"Oh, you'll see soon enough. One of my favorite things is when you're slamming away at a girl from behind, get realllll close to her face, and masturbate right there, and let her smell my juices. She won't even know what's driving her wild, but she'll love it."

Alan pulled his shorts up, putting his new cock away. It nestled there, limp and satisfied, hidden from the outside world. He vaguely wondered if he'd need to take certain precautions to prevent embarassing erection buldges in the future. "Sounds fun. So.. umm.. what do I call you? Do you have a name?"

"Oh my real name would be utterly unpronouncable for you. It has like eighteen syllables and like four hyphens."

"Well, I can't just call you nymph. Do you have a name you prefer?"

"Actually yes." She smiled widely. This particular nymph had a thing for human culture, and nearly always had a bond with one human or another, though most nymphs preferred to stay to themselves. "I'd like to be called Nina, if you don't mind."

"Oh, not at all, Nina. Well, shall we go? My home is just down the street."

He started walking back home, and she floated along behind him. There was a family sitting on their lawn, enjoying a fine spring day outside, so talking was out. Alan glanced at the family and saw them look in his direction, but otherwise give no sign of the small naked green lady floating next to him. They arrived back at the driveway to his building, and found Rita on her exit. She was dressed for work, a knee length skirt, and a dark maroon blouse. Alan watched Nina look her over, with a sort of hungry desire in her eyes.

"Nice hips.. smooth curves.. big milky E cup tits.. great sucking skills.. have you ever...?" Her question hung there, as Rita noticed Alan and moved closer to them.

"Hey.. umm.. Alan.. I just wanted to say.." She reached him, and hugged him, a rare gesture from her, especially after what passed for an argument. Normally they both just put the incident out of their minds. "I'm sorry for snapping at you."

"It's alright, no harm done." Alan returned her hug. Nina was watching, he saw, with a smile, but a hint of mischief behind it. Clearly a plan was brewing in her head.

"You've always been good to me. In bed and out. Just want you to know that." She leaned up and kissed him, a quick little peck on the lips. "I'm off to work. See you later."

She slipped into her car and pulled out of the driveway, disappearing down the street. Nina floated behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning down to whisper into his ear. "Mhm, someone's cock has been all up in that. Makes me wet just thinking about it. We can have some fun with her, Alan."

"She likes to have fun on her own time, though." He said it as more of a warning, but it was the truth. Alan could be tied up, unable to touch himself, dick ready to burst with such a need to cum it hurt, and if she wasn't feeling it, it wasn't happening.

"Oh, ye of little faith.." She murmured into his ear. "You'll see my power soon enough. Let's go inside, I'd like to... look.. at my handiwork again."

He nodded slowly, and headed inside, up the stairs. For the most part, whenever he walked somewhere Nina was always behind him, arms draped around his neck like she was riding him piggyback, even though her wings were actually what was keeping her in the air. They entered the apartment, and judging by the purse on the table, Chelsea must be home. Alan took Nina around the apartment, and the pair discovered Chelsea taking a nap on the sofa, having fallen asleep watching the Big Bang Theory, as was the usual for her. She worked two jobs with scant more than an hour between when one ended and the other began, and with travel time it was more like she got maybe 40 minutes, often times it was a quick power nap if anything, and nothing put her to sleep faster than Big Bang.

"She is gorgeous." Nina whispered. And it was true, Alan thought. Chelsea is the exact opposite of Rita in many ways. Rita was a bit curvy, with big natural breasts. Chelsea had an amazing body, lithe and slender and in amazing shape, with big augmented breasts. Rita had short blonde hair that suited her sassy demeanor, Chelsea had a beautiful mane of red hair that flowed in waves over her shoulders. Rita looked like the average girl, Chelsea was a super model, in looks if not literally. "Mmm.. never fucked this one, huh?"

"Uhhh no, never had the opportunity."

"Well, let's change that.." She whispered slowly.

Alan was about to ask what she meant, when suddenly he felt a surge of pleasure, and suddenly his thick new cock was hardening rapidly. It pushed it's way out extending the waistband of his shorts like a tent. A flick of Nina's wrist and it was free, springing out comedically like you see in movies. Alan turned his face to look at Nina, and found her staring at his now throbbing member. He opened his mouth to say something, when he felt her small hand take hold of the shaft and move it ever so slightly to the right, and then a groan erupted as cum, hot and thick, spurted from him. It was an amazing feeling to cum like that, going from a gentle state of arousal into the pleasured burst of orgasm, and for a moment all he could think about was how good it felt. Until his head dropped down from the pleasure, and he saw what occured. The first spurt hit her cheek, almost to her ear, the next had crossed her left eye like some kind of scar. He watched in frozen horror as the next hit the bridge of her nose, then another draped across her forehead, then a big fat drop on her soft pink lips. He stared, mutely, as he watched himself cum all over her face. His panic stricken mind went into protection mode, trying in vain to find out what he should do. Run? Wouldn't matter, he was the only one here, not like she wouldn't know who was responsible for her unwanted facial. Try to clean her up? Too late for that, as she was stirring and about to wake up. His face turned, horrified, towards Nina, who simply smiled her little naughty nymph smile, and ran her tongue across his lips. No help there. He looked down at Chelsea again.

"Hmmm.. what...?" She murmured, opening her eyes, well one eye that wasn't covered with cum opened, the other tried to and then stopped when it realized there was fluid upon it. "Oh, hey Alan.. I..." When she opened her mouth more to speak, the cum on her lips fell in, and she tasted it, her face turning into bewilderment. The realization dawned on her slowly, cum on her eye, in her mouth, Alan there with a hard cock, a droplet of cum hanging from the end. "Did... you.. cum on my face.. while I was sleeping..?"

Oh God, he thought. Here's where I need to find a new place to live. But, if he was going to get evicted, he at least wanted a clear conscience, so the truth it was. Well not the whole truth, couldn't very well tell her a sex nymph made him cum on her. "Uhhh.. yes..."

She slowly pulled herself up until she was seated before him, a finger tracing over her cum covered eye, removing the invading fluid, and then depositing it in her mouth. Nina grinned in satisfaction, though Alan was too scared to even notice. "You know.." She started, as her hand grasped the base of his still thick and throbbing shaft. "If you wanted a blowjob.." She leaned in, taking the bulbous head into her mouth, sucking ever so gently and flicking the sensitive underside with her tongue for a long moment, before pulling away to look up at him. "You could have just asked while I was awake.."

"I... uhhh..." The words died in his throat as invention failed him.

"Looks like someone still wants one.." She stated sweetly.

Alan's voice died before words came when she leaned forward and took a good portion of his length back into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked long and slow, teasing him greatly and making his cock pulse with a need to cum, but a desire to prolong it as long as possible. The fingers of her left hand caressed the shaft her mouth did not reach, gentle teasing touches rather than strokes, and her right hand held his balls like they were an egg, soft and velvety. Rita sucked dick like she was trying to suck the cum right from your balls like it was a milkshake, Chelsea wanted you so hard that it hurt before you blew your load, another way they were exact opposites. Alan shivered a little as little wave spasms washed over him, turned his head to see Nina, staring intently at the woman with her mouth on his cock. Every now and again he felt something bump against his lower back, Nina's wrist as she fingered herself, he guessed. He looked back down at Chelsea, and found her staring up at him, lust in her soft eyes. He watched her easily and slowly slip half his shaft in and out of her amazing mouth, and reached down to touch the side of her face, which got him a soft nuzzle in response.

"Mmmm look at her suck that cock. She's wanted to do that for quite some time, you know." Alan wasn't going to ask how Nina knew that, so he said nothing. Nina sniffed the air. "Smell that? She's so hot and wet right now, it's crazy. She must have been dreaming about you."

Alan wasn't sure about that. Dreaming about sex? Maybe. But him? She never gave much of an indication she was in any way interested like that. Then again, he wasn't an expert on reading women. Chelsea pulled from him, a long trail of spit from her mouth to his dickhead breaking and falling down. She stroked him long and slow, staring up at him, a hot look with his cum slowly drying on her beautiful face.

"Can you sit down, Alan? Because I really... really.. want to fuck you right now.." It was just a simple phrase, but damn if it almost didn't make him cum right then from the sheer erotic nature of how she said it.

"Told you." Nina said, licking his earlobe gently.

Alan nodded and sat down on the soda, his cock standing upright like a flagpole, warm and wet from her saliva. Chelsea stood up, her back to him, and leaned over, slowly sliding her shorts down, revealing her wet and inviting pussy. Nina was right, he could feel the heat and smell her arousal, even see a small trail where the sticky liquid had started to drip down her smooth legs. She turned to face him, and slowly pulled her tank top over her head, revealing her perfect 38 double D cup tits. She ran her hands over her smooth body, teasing both him with her beauty and herself with her fingertips.

"Do you like what you see?" She cooed.

"Fuck yea." Nina said, from her new position on the arm of the sofa, her legs spread wide and her fingers teasing her own soft pussy. Chelsea didn't hear that of course, and Alans voice wouldn't come out, so he just nodded.

Chelsea straddled him, the head of his throbbing cock brushing her soft lips. Alan found that his hands worked, if his voice didn't, and he caressed her wam body. From her soft thighs, to her flat stomach, up to her firm breasts. He touched her erect nipples, and felt her shiver with delight, responding to his caresses. She leaned over him as she slowly lowered her tight snatch onto his cock, taking him inside her hot pussy, at the same time, presenting her sensitive nipples to his mouth. Truth be told, Alan loved breasts, could play with them for hours. Rita didn't specifically love it, but she never stopped him from playing with her big jiggly tits while they fucked. Chelsea on the other hand, seemed to go crazy as he touched and sucked on her nipples.

"Mmmm.. god yes.. suck my tits.. ohhhh..." She moaned softly into his ear as she leaned against him. Alan was too busy being entranced by the boobs in his face he didn't even notice his cum was getting on his ear and his shoulder as it fell off her face.

She started to grind and ride him, slowly, getting her soft wet cunt to adapt to the length that tried to penetrate it. She wasn't going to be able to take it all, she knew, but she wanted to be filled up to max, and she was determined to take as much as her little pussy could. Her powerful thighs helped her move up and down, unaware of a hot nymph who watched the whole scene unfolded, masturbating vigorously.

"Mmmm.. yea.. fuck that cock honey. You gorgeous slut.. Fuck the hell out of her Alan, give her all of that huge dick." Nina had three fingers deep in her own snatch, and the room was full of the aromatic smell of wet and hot pussy.

"Fuck baby.. I'm so wet.. so full.. it's mmmm.. fuck me, Alan." Chelsea moaned into his ear. The combination of two women talking dirty to him was becoming unbearable. "I'm.. gonna cum. So.. good.. Mmmm... ohhhhhhh..."

He felt a warm explosion over his lap as Chelsea came, but her movements didn't stop in the slightest. Her entire body shook, but her thighs kept her bouncing away on his cock, fucking him slow and deep.

"I'm.. cumming.. tooooooo.." Nina shook as well, cumming hard and fast, practically screaming her little nymph head off. Of course, nobody but Alan heard that.

He felt Chelsea explode on him again, but her words failed her, and only the soft sounds of her panting in ecstasy. Her legs went weak, and she had to slow her pace to regain the feeling in them. Alan picked up the slack, holding onto her sleek hips and thrusting up into her wet folds. She fell against him, her arms wrapped around his neck like he was a life preserver and she floated on the ocean. Alan shifted his arms, one going around the small of her back, the under cupped underneath her soft ass cheeks, holding her in place as his hips drove his thick cock into her.

"Yessss.. fuck her... fuck her hard Alan. So hot you two..." Nina loved to talk dirty, especially since she knew that one could hear it, and one couldn't. She slowed her masturbation, teasing her soft pussy and rubbing her burning clit.

Chelsea recovered enough to keep her own balance, and leaned upright. Alan moved his arms to his sides, using the couch to get more push with each thrust. Everytime his cock slammed home there was a slap of flesh and a sharp gasp from the gorgeous redhead he was fucking. He felt the natural build up in his balls, and knew it would be soon before he would empty them.

"Chelsea.. I'm gonna... cum." He warned.

"Cum inside me.." Was all her voice could manage.

"Mmmm, love to watch a hot pussy get filled with cum.. you go ahead when you're ready, baby." Nina murmured, her fingers still working her soft lips, having a second, more subdued orgasm in the process.

Alan felt a third explosion of warm wetness from the beautiful redhead, and starting thrusting as deep as she could take, slow powerful thrusts that caused her entire body to shake. He focused his eyes on the lovely bounce her breasts gave with each thrust inside, and soon he could hold back no longer. He rammed into her one final time, their bodies smashed together, and unloaded a torrent of hot cum deep in her willing pussy. Chelsea was still in the throes of her final orgasm, and when he spurted the last glob, she collapsed on top of him, and there they stayed, the only sound the triumphant heavy breathing of great sex.

"Mmmm.. that was way too hot.. better than any porn I've seen, either on film or in front of me. A plus Alan." Nina beamed, snuggling her body into a tight little ball on the arm of the couch, her beautiful green eyes staring at him.

"That was incredible.." Chelseas warm breath filled his ear, then she chuckled. "I.. I can't move.. too good. Ha ha ha.."

There was a silence between the three, Nina eventually sliding closer to lay her head on Alans free shoulder. After a few long minutes, a cell phone that was plugged into the charger across the room started beeping in alarm. Chelsea pulled herself up, and off the couch, Alans cock slipping out and slapping down against his stomach. She reached down and grabbed her shorts and t-shirt off the floor.

"That's my cue for a shower before my other job.." She said somberly. Alan imagined she would have much rather cuddled with him more, or at least he hoped she would have. "Hey.. ummm.. question..?"

"Yes, Chelsea?"

"Is this.. going to change anything between us?" She was trying to force herself to look at him, but kept finding other things to look at while she waited for an answer.

"Not unless you want it to, my dear. We're adults, I think we're capable of staying as is after having sex."

She looked relieved, and gifted him one of her beautiful smiles. "I think so too. Just don't get any silly ideas about me being some kind of sex crazed slut now, you hear?" She teased, smiling, before walking out of the room.

"Wouldn't dream of it!" He called after her. He turned to see Nina, with her sassy little nymph smile on her face. "And just what are you planning, you little vixen?"

"You do realize I can make her your sex crazed slut, right?" She grinned at him. She noticed the look on his face and continued. "Oh I'm teasing. Well, not really, I CAN do that. I just mean I'm not going to." She wouldn't tell him it was because she felt a love for her in his soul, that much outweighed the lust after her perfect body.

"Thanks. It would mean a lot to me if you didn't."

"Since you live with these two, I'll pretty much leave them be, for the most part. Since I can sense their hidden desires, I won't force them into doing something they don't want to. In exchange, anyone else, provided it won't mess up your life too badly, is fair game. Deal?"

"I think I can live with that."

"Goodie. Now to seal it.." She leaned closer, and kissed him deeply again, their tongues dancing together in his mouth. They made out for a full two minutes, before she relunctantly pulled away for air.

"Interesting way to seal a deal." He joked, supressing a silly giggle.

"Ahhh, it was sealed the moment you said yes. I just wanted to kiss you."

"I can live with that too."

"So, after she leaves, will we be alone?"

"For a while. Rita will get home around midnight and Chelsea will be back by two thirty or so. What do you have in mind?"

She grinned playfully. "To see how successful you are at routine tasks while I'm giving you amazingly hot handjobs."

"Ohohoho.. that sounds like a challenge." He matched her grin, their faces mere centimeters apart.

"It is much so a challenge."

He leaned forward, initiating another deep long kiss.

"Accepted."

-End

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This isn't part of the ongoing challenge (that I've been kinda slacking off on and for that I apologize.) but just something I thought up to be as sort of a running series of shenanigans. So I hope you enjoyed. Also, it's completely interactive. If you'd like, just send me a message as to some ideas of what you'd like to read about. Scenarios, other characters, crazy hijinks in weird places, whatever tickles your fancy. I'll try to incorporate them for you. I have a few ideas myself, but I'd love to see what the audience comes up with.

Thanks for reading.

-Mark St. Claire