"Haaa..." Kelly sighed, her voice soft and shaky.
"Wow," I breathed, still catching my own breath.
"Hmm... don’t pull out yet," she murmured, her hand brushing my arm.
Flinch. I’d started to slide out, but her words stopped cold. Her stomach quivered under , still twitching from her climax. She’d just co hard, but her body wasn’t ready to let go.
"Phew. You good?" I asked, grinning a little.
"Huh. Push it in more," she said, her eyes half-lidded.
I couldn’t help but laugh, her voice was pure honey, needy and sweet. "I wanna feel it tight inside," she added, wrapping her arms around , pulling close. I gave in, pressing deeper, sinking into her heat.
Her breath hit my ear, hot, ragged, fresh off the pounding I’d just given her. "Hey," I teased, nudging her.
"Yeah?" she humd, snuggling tighter.
"Got a question. Been dying to know," I said, keeping it light.
"What’s up?" she asked, curious now.
"What’d it feel like, your first ti sucking a guy?" I tossed out, casual but dead serious.
"Huh?" Her tone flipped, surprise flashing across her face. She hadn’t seen that coming.
"Just wondering. What goes through a girl’s head, how it feels, first ti and all," I shrugged, leaning back a bit.
"Uh..." She let out a tiny groan, stalling. I stayed quiet, giving her space.
"Well... okay, so..." she started, fumbling.
"Yeah?" I nodded, egging her on.
"He was probably drunk," she said, a small smirk tugging at her lips.
"Sounds about right," I chuckled.
"After drinking... I hooked up with my boyfriend back then. First guy I ever slept with. Maybe I was his first too?" She rolled into it, no hesitation now, spilling the story like we were just chatting over coffee. Her first blowjob, right after I’d been inside her, damn, it was a good tale.
"We got smashed that night... stripped down like always, you know?" she went on.
"Yeah," I said, tracking every word.
"But... it hit different. So days, your body’s just on, hotter, like sothing’s brewing," she explained, her voice dipping low.
"Those days happen," I agreed. Didn’t fully get it, but I nodded anyway, my horny ter’s always maxed out.
"So yeah, that was one of those nights. And his dick, it looked bigger, harder than usual," she said, eyes glinting.
"Oh," I raised a brow.
"Back-then standards, though. Now? Whole different ga," she laughed, brushing it off.
"So you wanted to suck it?" I grinned, leaning in.
"Not right off. At first, I just thought, ’Damn, that’s big,’" she admitted.
"Did he push it?" I asked, curious.
"...That guy, he wasn’t usually like that, but that night, he kept shoving it near my face. Like, ’Look at this,’ you know?" she said, mimicking it with her hands.
"Hmm," I humd, picturing it.
"Not sure if he ant to or it just happened. But there I was, all fired up, staring at this big, hard thing, and I thought..." She paused, voice trembling just a bit.
"What’d you think?" I pressed, hooked.
"...It looks tasty," she whispered, a shy giggle slipping out.
I froze. Couldn’t wrap my head around that one.
"So?" I nudged.
"So I just... put it in my mouth. Didn’t even think," she said, shrugging like it was nothing.
"..." I stayed quiet, letting it sink in.
"When it was in there... it felt good. Dirty, yeah, but that dirtiness? Made it better," she mused, her voice soft, almost dreamy.
"Hmm. First ti, huh?" I said, nodding.
"Yeah. Looking back, I don’t even know why I did it. But he loved it, I loved it. After that, it’s like I’d always clean it up every ti we hooked up. Weirdly addicting," she finished, giving a little nod.
I sank into my thoughts, her story spinning in my head. Could that work on Tessa? Sa trick?
"But..." she cut in.
"Yeah?" I snapped back.
"Why’s it still hard? " she teased, glancing down.
"...Tired of my voice already?" I shot back, smirking.
"Hmm..." she humd, playful.
"Round two?" I grinned.
"Swap the condom..." she said, tightening her arms around , pinning inside her. Now what?
"...You gotta let go so I can change it," I pointed out, laughing.
"Haaaa," she sighed, all sultry, and locked her legs around my hips.
"Do it first..." she whispered, pulling in deeper.
....
Yesterday had been a fluke, lucky breaks all over. Today was Saturday, a free day to dive back into the quest. Before jumping into Tessa’s run, I replayed my chat with Kelly from last night.
She’d said it looked tasty ’cause she couldn’t stop staring. Tessa and Kelly weren’t twins, but maybe they ticked the sa way? I’d been giving Tessa plenty of eyefuls of my dick already.
"Wait... she’s seen it up close tons of tis," I realized, flashing back. Right from the start, Tessa had tied up, right beside her, jerking off till I popped. She’d stared plenty.
"Hmm," I muttered. Kelly’s trick wouldn’t cut it here. Different ga. Now what?
"Well, whatever..." I shrugged. A-rank quest, slow and steady wins it. I shoved the random ideas aside and hit start.
Pop. The world flared into that familiar light, screen shifting fast. I braced for Tessa’s apartnt, sa old scene from the past week, but what hit instead threw off.
"Huh?" I blinked. A bathroom. Been a while since I spawned in one. Not the office layout I knew, either. Sudden switches like this? Always ant an event brewing.
I racked my brain, scrambling to recall where I’d left off with Tessa last ti.
I quickly racked my brain, trying to rember how I’d finished the quest.
’Nothing special happened...’, I thought.
Knock, knock-
"Alex, aren’t you coming?"
"Oh, yeah! Coming," I called back to Tessa.
Prompted by her familiar voice, I got up from the toilet. Sothing felt... off. Usually, after Tessa and I had been ssing around in bed, I’d throw on my robe. It was practically my uniform when I was with her.
’Wait, am I... naked?’
But today, strangely, I wasn’t wearing the robe. I was already dressed in a plain sweatshirt and jeans. Seeing myself like this felt surprisingly unfamiliar.
Ding-
The elevator chid outside.
"Whoops. Let’s get going," Tessa urged.
"Huh..." I breathed in sharply without even realizing it.
Because today, Tessa wasn’t the usual Tessa I was used to seeing. In the videos she made, her face was always carefully edited out, no matter the angle. So the Tessa I knew best was the one without makeup.
But the woman standing there now? Full makeup.
Her clothes were different, too.
Sure, seeing her naked, shaking her ass, was definitely hot. But seeing her all dressed up like this sparked sothing new in . Was this the ’Im Tessa’ idol I rembered?
Tessa stood there, looking stunning with perfect makeup and stylishly loose clothes. She wore a short black dress under a grey jacket – the kind where, if you weren’t careful, you might catch a glimpse underneath.
Knowing exactly what was under that outfit made it feel particularly teasing.
"...Where are we heading?" I asked.
"...What do you an?" Tessa replied, tilting her head as if genuinely confused.
"Huh?" I said.
"Hm?" she countered.
I recognized this act. It usually ant we’d already planned sothing, but I was completely out of the loop and asking questions I supposedly already knew the answers to.
"Just kidding, just kidding! Let’s go!" she chirped suddenly.
"...Right. Let’s go," I agreed.
In these situations, it’s best to just roll with it. Play it cool and try to gather clues naturally through conversation.
"You know, Tessa," I started, "you look like a totally different person dressed like this."
"...Don’t be ridiculous," she scoffed.
"Seriously," I pressed on. "I can hardly believe you’re the sa person who grabs my dick and jerks off all the ti."
"Hmph... Well, if you don’t want any ’grabbing and jerking’ when we get there, you’d better keep quiet," she retorted playfully.
Okay, progress. From that little exchange, I figured out: we’d agreed to go sowhere together, and it was sowhere Tessa wouldn’t normally initiate anything physical with .
"...So, we can’t?"
"Hm?"
"We can’t do anything... there?"
"...Hey, are you serious?" she said, sounding slightly scandalized. "Of course not! I’m going for a shoot, I need to... wait... huh?"
’Aha! A shoot!’
Suddenly, it all made sense.
I still had no idea why Tessa was bringing along, but the fact that Tessa – forr idol, current influencer – was doing a photoshoot wasn’t strange at all.
Tessa made her living partly by endorsing costics and clothing, posting about her life on social dia. She alsomade money filming and selling videos of herself... often involving other guys.
In her own way, she was definitely making the most of her talents.
"Hey," Tessa said, snapping out of my thoughts.
"Yeah?"
Her curiosity seed satisfied, and she sounded cheerful again.
Questions about what the shoot entailed and why I was needed still lingered, but that wasn’t crucial information right now. I figured I’d find out naturally once we got there.
"Hey," she continued, "walking around with ... giving you any better ideas?"
"...What are you talking about?"
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