Jenny and Johnny Sitting in a Tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G

“Out, out out!” Keith said, insistently shoving John toward the window. “One sec’ my love,” Keith called back as he **** John out the window, forcing him out of the barrier in the process.

You have been **** out of Keith Rutherford’s residential barrier by the owner of the barrier (Keith Rutherford)! Get out and stay out!

John fell out of the real-world equivalent of the window, and just barely missed the fire escape as he fell a few stories, hearing Jenny playing her bass as he fell. David appeared in his incorporeal form and tried to pull John up, but lacked the strength, and couldn’t interact with the world in that form anyway. After a few seconds with his eyes closed, he noticed he was still falling. He opened his eyes and saw that he was floating a few feet above her, the sensation of falling despite staying in place giving him a feeling of vertigo. She stopped playing, slid her bass to her back, and caught him.

“Well look who decided to drop in,” Jenny said, smiling down at him. She quickly realized she didn’t quite have the strength to carry him for more than a few seconds, and set him down. That was when they both noticed a homeless man in the alley that they had exited to.

“Just… dropping in,” John said with a flourish of an imaginary hat to the man as Jenny pulled him out of the alley, then to her “what? If you can have a cool one-liner I can have one too”. They ran into another alley and disappeared into the fast-travel barrier they had gotten to Keith’s apartment with. David appeared on John’s shoulder and chirped at him worriedly and angrily, as if to say “never fall off a building and die ever again!”

John let David fly around the barrier as he and Jenny walked around, talking about everything and nothing. As they walked, she slowly snaked her hand down to his and held it. Despite having had sex with at least a dozen guys, and kissing many more, she had never just held hands with anyone before. It felt nice. Despite being utterly confident over him in any sexual way, the way he smiled at her and joked around made her stomach warm and her heart flutter just a little. John said nothing as she put her head on his shoulder and just enjoyed the moment. As good as all the sexual teasing made him feel, this felt right. It was a peaceful feeling they shared. With Jenny on one shoulder and David on the other, he exited the barrier of the residential area.

"Alright so… my Mom will probably like you, but I don’t know how she’s going to react to you wanting to spend the night.” John said as they walked up the steps to his house. He opened the door for her, and found his mom watching television.

“Just let me do the talking,” Jenny whispered, which surprised John. “Hello Mrs. Newman!” Jenny said excitedly, stepping in and letting go of John’s hand for the first time since she had taken it during their walk. “I’m Jenny, John’s girlfriend! It’s so nice to meet you!”

“Why, I suspected as much, but I wasn’t sure if John really had a girlfriend! The feeling is mutual! Please, call me Brenda.” she replied, getting up and pulling Jenny into a hug. Jenny’s eyes widened slightly when she first got up, but she smiled dazzlingly at Brenda.

“So… right now, my house is being renovated. I coouuld stay at the hotel with my dad, but I was hoping it’d be alright if I stayed with Johnny here for a while.” Despite her high Charisma, and despite the persuasion spell Keith had taught her, asking so brazenly was still a risk. One that apparently paid off, as Brenda’s eyes took on a magical sheen for a single moment before she replied.

“Of course! It’s better that you stay here for a few days rather than John stay out until 2 AM with you!” Brenda said with a fake stern look at John, who couldn’t believe things turned out the way they did.
“Alright, well… that’s great!” John said, looking quizzically between his mother and Jenny. Jenny just shrugged and grinned at him, while Brenda smiled knowingly at him before replying.

“I would offer you the guest room, but I doubt you’d spend the entire night there,” Brenda said with a wink at Jenny, and John was internally screaming. “Just remember to be safe!” Brenda finished as John was busy dragging Jenny up to his room.

Jenny laughed as she set her bag down, and John shut the door behind them. “Dude, your mom has huge tits. Like, huge tits. Giant jugs.” Jenny said, holding her hands out in front of her own moderate chest. “They might be even bigger than that art teacher’s!”

“I… don’t think so,” John replied, taking most of the junk out of his inventory and shoving it into a drawer of his wardrobe. Jenny set her bass down next to its bag, and transformed it into its larger capacity form. She bent over the bag, wiggling her rear in his direction as she replied.

“Have you measured?” Apparently, she found what she was looking for, as she set down a scent diffuser, which started spewing out vanilla scented air the moment she plugged it in. “That’s better! As much as I like the smell of sex, a room that reeks of masturbation isn’t the most attractive thing Johnny,” she explained with a finger tracing down his chest and a small pout. “In fact, do you mind if I do a little rearranging?” Jenny asked, looking around the room.

“I guess not…” John said as she immediately dove back into her bag, juggling several items as she strummed her bass, increasing her speed. She moved as a blur, bumping into him several times and pushing him onto the bed as she spread several things across the room, a stand for her bass in one corner, several beauty products on top of his wardrobe, and a combination CD/Record player on the desk next to his computer, which she promptly plugged in. The last thing she did before putting her bass on its stand was light a few candles and shut off the lights, blanketing the room in mild darkness, the only other light was faint, weak rays of the sun that couldn’t quite penetrate his curtains.

“I’ve been waiting too long for this,” Jenny said as she hopped onto the bed with him, her jeans already kicked off. She paused just millimeters above his face, her breath hot on him, her body pressing against his. John stared into her eyes, immobilized, and she leaned over and bit his ear gently, her panty clad crotch grinding against the tent quickly forming in his jeans. “Get moving Johnny,” she whispered in his ear, and he quickly took action. He pulled her face towards his, capturing her lips in an eager kiss as he worked to shuck his jeans.

Once his jeans were off, she took his hands and guided them up, under her bra. An achievement was unlocked, but John couldn’t care at this point as lust consumed them both. She moaned against him as he groped her, and content that he would keep at it, removed her hands from his and unclasped her bra.
His shaft sprung free from his boxers with her incessant grinding, and she moaned as it caught in the impromptu, concave surface of her panties, just barely not dipping inside her. Once her chest sprang free, she reached down and began pumping his shaft, and John had to hold back from coming already, wishing he had put those points into Endurance instead of Strength. She pulled back from his lips, and moaned as he rubbed her nipples gently. “I know you want to get to the main event as quickly as possible, but I have something else in mind.”

With that, she rolled off of him, rearranging herself so that her mound was inches away from his face, and her face was just as close to his throbbing cock. He could feel her breath on it, and tingles ran through him as she took hold of it once more. “Well, what’re you waiting for?” she asked, wiggling in front of his face, and that was all the invitation he needed.

He peeled back her frilly pink panties to reveal the glistening petals of her pussy, flushed even pinker in her arousal and glistening in the dim candlelight. Her lips parted under his gentle touch, and she moaned and bucked back against him, enveloping him in her mouth at the same time.

He spread her lips apart and kind of just stuck his tongue in. Inexperienced as he was, it’s all he could hope to do, and she moaned in disappointment. That is, until the skill hit him, and he stopped for the moment it took to read this one.

New Skill: Oral Sex, Level 1
The Gamer is able to use his tongue more dexterously and skillfully to please his partners and predict which spots are most pleasurable. All pleasure given orally is increased by (skill level)%.

Immediately, he dove in with renewed gusto, and Jenny had to hold back another moan, this one much more powerful. Initially, he had no idea what he was doing, but now it was like an instinct. As if the skill had instilled in him the muscle memory of someone who knew what they were doing. In an instant, he had gone from a bumbling, fumbling amateur to knowing exactly what to do to make Jenny scream in bliss. “Wha- ohhh, what’s going ooo~oon back there Johnny? How did yoooou… oh my god! I don’t even care, just don’t stop! Jenny cried, hands tightly gripping the sheets, her duties completely forgotten as he went above and beyond her expectations for a total virgin.

John couldn’t stop even if he wanted to, delving deeper into her, and teasing her labia and clit gently with his hands when it felt right. Her hips undulated against him and her voice rose several pitches as she moaned “ohhh Johnny… how are you doing this to me…” John was almost lost to lust, but though his Wisdom was less than half his Libido, he somehow managed to power through his overwhelming lust and focus. He used his new skill to bring her to unthought heights of pleasure. Her girlcum covered his face as it flowed freely from her, and she suddenly remembered what she was supposed to be doing.

She squeezed his head tight between her thighs, and her soft, velvety mouth engulfed him once more as if challenged to make him cum first. Her thighs squeezed him hard enough to the point where it would be mildly uncomfortable if it even registered, and unable to hold back anymore, he came in her mouth. She swallowed it greedily, eager to bring the same pleasure to him that he was bringing to her. Moments later, she couldn’t take it anymore. In one long, nonsensical cry, she had meant to declare that she was coming. Her body tensed up as pleasure washed over her, blanking her mind and soaking John in her scent and taste. She collapsed on top of him, and barely managed to mumble out, “here I thought I was going to be taking the lead.”

She rolled onto the bed next to him and cuddled close to him, her face buried in his neck as she hugged him tightly. “I’ve changed my mind,” she said, staring up at the ceiling with a satisfied expression.

“From what… to what?” John asked, one arm around her.

“I’m not going to have sex with you tonight. I still want to, and I reserve the right to change my mind later… but tonight was already perfect. I think tonight has been enough for me,” she said, looking into his eyes sweetly. Well, that means that she’s going to later, that thought comforted him enough, so it was the complete truth when he replied, breathlessly