What did it land on? (17)

Both Siobhan and swore as the die rolled along the kitchen floor, before bouncing under the refrigerator. I dove to the floor and began trying to fish it out, but it struck me as odd that she just stood there. "Almost...got it...Could you hand me a spatula or something."

"Here you go." With wooden spoon in hand I resumed my attack on the underside of the fridge. "I'm really interested in what it came up."

"You and me both. I gotta say, I am not convinced it worked, but it is still a cool little toy, the way it lights up the number after a roll."

A dry chuckle escaped her throat. "Oh, I can assure you, it's not a toy. I'm absolutely positive now. I just want to know what number was necessary."

"Ugh...necessary for what? AH! Got it!" I stand up rolling the die around in my hand until I find the glowing face. "Looks like it was a seventeen. Weird, it feels warm again..."

"Seventeen huh. I guess I did like you a bit more than I was admitting. I would have thought at least an eighteen or nineteen would have been required."

"Required for what?" I ask, looking up from the die for the first time.

"Let's just say a seventeen was a successful role Luke. Now, put that somewhere safe. My plans for the evening just shifted."

I barely had time to put the die in my pocket, before Siobhan was on me, pushing my back into the fridge. Her lips were on mine as her fingers worked to unbutton my shirt before giving up any sort of delicacy, and simply ripping my shirt open with a growl, sending buttons flying. Pausing only to remove her shirt and bra, thereby exposing both even more tattoos and her gorgeous tits, capped with hard, pierced nipples, Siobhan was ravenous. I ran my hands up her thighs, and began kneading her firm ass cheeks.

"MMmhh, yes...your hands feel so strong on my ass. I've got an idea. You hold me up. And I'll..." I almost wasn't ready when she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my hips, and began grinding her crotch against mine. "And I'll take a ride to that soft looking couch over there."

"As you wish."

"Nerd!" Siobhan laughed as I deposited her on the sofa. Noticing a distinct damp spot where her panty clad mons had been rubbing against my pants I realized just how aroused she was. Quickly doffing my shoes and pants, I knelt down, sticking my head under her skirt and inhaling deeply her rich aroma. "Oooh...really? It's rare to find a guy willing to go straight for a tongue bath. But I think I'm going to have to ask for a rain check on that Luke. I need you to fuck me right now before I catch fire, right here on your couch."

"Well, if the lady does insist."

"This lady does." With that, she raised her hips off the couch, allowing me to tug off her panties and skirt. As I positioned myself above her, Siobhan grabbed my cock in her hand and aimed it at her shaved slit. "Now Luke! Fuck me now!" And we were off to the races. Siobhan's head was thrashing left and right, whipping her blue hair around. Our hips were a blur as we thrust into each other as hard and as fast as possible.

Honestly it was all a blur. I remember the how her hot wet pussy felt squeezing my dick like a boa constrictor. I remember her crying out as orgasm after orgasm raced through her body. I do recall making sure she was protected before loosing my cum deep in her quim. Then, I remember somehow the two of us falling off the couch, with me landing on the floor, and her landing onto of me, with my dick still inside her. After recovering our breath, and pulling the TV remote out from under my back, we went right back at. This time with Siobhan on top as she rode me like a champion bull rider. I'm sure all of my neighbors were well aware of what was going on, as neither of were making any effort to be subtle. By the time I felt my self approaching my second orgasm, I could tell Siobhan was near one of her own. Reaching up with both hands I began tweaking her nipples in my fingers. That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Siobhan's body seized up as she came one final time, I thrust my hips up in one last **** push before launching wave after wave of white hot jizz into her pussy.

As the last vestiges of her orgasm left her, Siobhan collapsed onto my chest, panting heavily. "Holy shit Luke. I'm going to guess that when you dropped that die, you weren't exactly thinking of merely impressing me enough to get a date."

"In the spirit of total honesty, no. I was thinking..."

"Oh, you have to tell me now."

"Fine, I was thinking about what it would take to make you absolutely infatuated with me. Sorry."

"Given the way I feel about you now? I'm not sure sorrys are in order. But, you can make it up to me. Take me to bed."

"That, I can do." As much as I was loathe to extricate myself from Siobhan, having her snuggle up next to me as she fell asleep was a very close second."

Right before I fell asleep, I heard Siobhan whisper something, "Shit...that was a 17? Imagine what a 20 would have done."

While that statement alone would have kept me awake, the corollary that came to mind played a much bigger role in making it a sleepless night. "What would a 1 have been like?"