The Goth and the Gamer, Ch. 02

A/N: Thanks for the feedback on Chapter 1, I'm glad so many of you enjoyed it! This is the first time I've tried writing anything with a narrative since middle school, so it's good to have some positive reactions. I noticed some formatting errors when the story got converted to Literotica formatting (horizontal line breaks don't show up, for example) so I've done my best to fix those. If you see an odd time skip or something just looks weird, please feel free to point them out so I can adjust for the next chapter.

Another quick note: since this is a fantasy, I've chosen to ignore some inconvenient details. This is a world where STDs are non-existent, birth control never fails, asses are always clean, and gag reflexes only kick in when they make a blowjob hotter. I highly recommend that you do not treat real life that way, and make sure you and any partners you invite to be safe together.

Thanks as always to my wife for being my beta reader and proofreader.

Now, on to the story!

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I woke up slowly, pulling myself from the soft embrace of sleep bit by bit. I was curled on my side, warm under my blankets, with a weight across my side and another pressed into my back. Wait... a weight? What?

I grabbed the weight on my side, realizing it was an arm, and the events of the previous night rushed back to me. I'd gone to a LAN party and somehow returned with the hottest woman I'd ever met, a curvy goth girl who had rocked my world. Eve, that was her name, I thought to myself. We fell asleep shortly after she finished me off, so I assumed that the arm and weight behind me were her.

I turned my head to look behind me, and saw a mess of dark hair with blue streaks in it. Yup, that matched Eve's hair from the night before. She was curled behind me, forming the big spoon to my little one, and the weight on my back was her bare breasts pushed into me. My twisting to look back caused her to shift, and after a moment I was looking into a pair of deep hazel eyes.

"Good morning, Eve," I told her.

"Good morning," she responded huskily. Her voice was still full of the rough edges of sleep, but it still had that sultry tone that just came to her naturally.

"Did you sleep okay?" I asked. I had slept like a rock, passing out after we shared that final sloppy kiss and not waking until just a moment ago.

"As well as I can, in an unfamiliar bed with a new lover. At least I didn't have to fight to be the big spoon with you," she said with a smile. I guess she preferred embracing her sleep companions rather than the other way around.

I rolled to face her, and gave her a small peck on the lips as I did so. That's when I noticed just how sticky I felt, and how messed up her makeup was. My face probably had her juices all over it, the skin of my morning wood felt a little stiff, and my ass was the tiniest bit sore. On the other hand, her lipstick was worn and smudged, and her mascara had run just a little bit. I assume the former was from all the kisses we shared, and the latter was from the blowjob she finished me off with. A quick glance down at my dick told me that maybe some of the lipstick damage was also due to the blowjob.

"I don't know about you, but I really feel the need for a shower. Care to join me?" I asked.

"Oh god yes, I should not have slept with my makeup on. At least we didn't actually fuck, falling asleep after that would have been way worse," said Eve. She grimaced as she shifted, then sat up. "Mind if I use the bathroom first? I'll be quick."

I agreed, sitting up to watch her pad out of the room in just her garters and fishnet stockings. Fuck, that woman could draw my attention without trying. Her wide hips naturally swayed just a bit, and her soft ass bounced with every step. I was mesmerized until she walked into the bathroom and closed the door, breaking the spell she had on me.

I stretched my arms, then rolled out of bed and bent over to touch my toes. I'd found that a bit of more active stretching in the morning helped me feel better throughout the day, so I went through a short routine every morning. Toe touches, side lunges, and touching my fingers behind my back kept me busy until the bathroom door swung open.

"Ooh, is that for me?" Eve asked as I finished one last toe touch. My ass was facing toward her, so she must have really enjoyed the view of my spread cheeks and downward-pointing cock. I heard her softly stepping back across the room, and started to stand back up before I felt her place one hand on my back and one on my ass cheek.

"Mmm, your butt is just as soft as I remembered it being last night," she said warmly. I felt a shiver go up my spine as she caressed me before moving her hand to squeeze my shaft. Her fingers ran up and down it lightly, and I felt her breasts press into my lower back before she left a kiss on the middle of my spine. "I look forward to playing with this more - if you'll let me," she murmured.

I nodded my head, then straightened as she pulled back. "I think we both want a shower first, though," Eve giggled. I agreed, then headed to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I peed (fighting my morning wood the whole time), then opened the door as I washed my hands. Eve walked in as I started to run the water in the tub, testing the temperature.

"I'm glad I got a unit with a tub-style bath," I said. "Some units have just a shower stall, so there's not enough room for two. Not that I was thinking of that when I started renting here."

I had Eve test the water as well, then closed the bath curtain and pulled the diverter on the faucet to turn the shower on. After a brief wait for cold water to clear from the pipes, we both stepped in under the spray.

"Oh, that feels nice," Eve moaned. The pressure from the faucet was better than I had expected when I got the apartment, and Eve obviously enjoyed that fact as she started to wet her hair.

"What first?" I asked. I had decent shampoo, conditioner, and face wash available, but I guessed that she wouldn't want to use the soap bar I used as body wash.

"Let me wash my face and try to get this makeup off," she responded. I handed her a simple white bottle with a blue pump, then took it back after she put a few squirts of soap on her hands. Eve stuck her face under the spray, then gently scrubbed her face, spending extra time around her eyes. After a minute or so, she rinsed off and turned toward me. "How's that?"

Her foundation, blush, and lipstick had completely washed away, but there was still some eyeliner and mascara sticking around her eyes. I said as much, then handed the soap back for round two. Her face came back much cleaner again, and I took a moment to enjoy her natural beauty.

Eve's face was slightly rounded, but slender enough that her gently pointed jawline and wide cheekbones were visible. Her nose had a rounded tip, and it sloped up to her almond-shaped eyes. Her eyebrows were tapered and pointed toward her temples, and her hairline was high, coming to a slight widow's peak. Everything came together to encapsulate her full lips and hazel eyes in a heart-shaped face that drew me in with the slightest glance.

Eve caught me staring, and gave me a puzzled look. "What's up?" she asked.

I didn't respond, instead just leaning forward to give her a kiss. Her eyes widened, then softened as she reached down to caress me as she leaned into it as well. The fact that she was a couple inches taller than me wasn't enough to make kissing awkward, but it was enough that she had to bend her neck to hold the kiss.

We pulled back, and she smiled. "I guess you still like me without the war paint?" she questioned.

I nodded and returned her smile. "Yeah, you're still beautiful. Different, but in a good way." She beamed at the compliment, then started to reach for the shampoo.

"Let's get you cleaned. Here, step into the water." We rotated, bodies pressed together, so I got the majority of the spray. I began to rinse my hair as she squirted shampoo into her hand and began to lather it up. Once I leaned out of the spray, she reached up to scrub my hair, pulling me forward into her neck as she did so. I smiled, enjoying her natural scent, even if she was a bit unclean. Once my hair was lathered up, Eve gently pulled my head back into the spray and ran her hands through my hair to help rinse it out. Then she reached for the conditioner, and applied it as I leaned out of the water again.

"Do you prefer to leave the conditioner in, or rinse it immediately?" Eve asked.

"I can leave it in while we get you washed up," I answered.

We switched back so Eve was under the stream, and she turned her back to me so I could get to the majority of her hair. I lathered her hair and massaged the shampoo into her scalp, then grabbed her shoulders to gently turn her around to rinse. She leaned her head back to point the spray at the top of her head, and I took the opportunity to kiss her neck. She smiled, then brought a hand to my shoulder and pushed down gently. I took the cue, and moved down to her chest where I could apply my lips and tongue to a breast.

"Mmm, that's it," she breathed. Her hand returned to her head for a moment to finish rinsing her hair, then lifted me back up to face level. "Do you mind conditioning my hair? I know I have a lot more than you, so -"

"That's fine," I said. She turned her back toward me again, and I got a large glob of conditioner from the bottle. As I worked it in, Eve pushed her ass back into me. Her hips moved back and forth, and my dick hardened between her cheeks. Some of the conditioner got into the water and rinsed down into the cleft of her ass, slicking both her ass and my shaft as we rubbed together. My hands slowed down as I got distracted, but she didn't seem to mind, going by the way her cheeks clenched around my rod.

I reached down to grope her ass as I started thrusting into her, and she gasped in pleasure. "Feeling good? I love a hard cock between my cheeks," she moaned. I kneaded her soft flesh, feeling both her pleasure and mine rise, when she suddenly turned around and trapped my cock between her thighs. "We probably don't want to waste too much hot water though."

Eve grabbed me close, and we spun gently so I was back in the spray. "Care to scrub me down while your hair rinses?" she asked.

"I didn't grab another washcloth, and I only have this bar of bodywash soap," I said. I pointed to the bar, which was a bit worn from use. "It's mildly scented, and it has lotion in it, so I don't know how much that really matters to you."

Eve gave the bar a sniff, then shrugged. "It seems fine to me. That lotion must be why your skin feels so soft."

I nodded as I grabbed the wash cloth and soap, then rubbed the bar on the cloth to lather it up. The whole time, her legs moved back and forth to gently rub my cock between her soft thighs, and I started to pull back so I could scrub her down. Eve pulled me back in for a moment, squeezing gently, before letting me go and watching my erection bob between us.

Keeping her warning about hot water in mind, I brought the washcloth up and started scrubbing her body, starting at the shoulders and working my way down. I kept my touch gentle around her nipples, kissing each lightly as I worked my way down, then knelt in front of her as I worked down to her legs. As soon as my knees hit the floor of the tub, Eve grabbed my head and gently pulled it into her bush. I inhaled deeply, enjoying her fresh scent, and extended my tongue toward her slit. Either she was only mildly aroused, or the water had rinsed away most of her juices, since she didn't taste or feel very wet down there. Even so, she moaned and leaned back on the wall of the tub, pushing her hips forward even as she pulled my face deeper into her crotch. My back blocked the spray from reaching her body, so she quickly grew wet from my saliva and her own juices.

Before I could bring Eve to an orgasm, she pulled me up and brought her mouth to mine in a kiss. "I love the feel of your mouth on my slit," she moaned into me. Her thighs trapped my cock again, and I could feel her pussy rubbing on the top of my shaft. Her slick folds spread wide and gently wrapped around my cock, teasing under the ridges of my head and making me throb with lust. "Don't pop too soon," Eve said with a smirk before she withdrew and turned around. "Get my back for me?"

I once again started at her shoulders and worked down her back, including her underarms in the process. Her ass trapped my cock again, although most of the conditioner had rinsed from her crevice. When I knelt to wash the back of her legs, I decided to take some initiative and return the favor from last night.

I grabbed Eve's hips and pulled them toward my face, causing her back to arch and her cheeks to spread slightly. Everything looked clean down there, and the only scent was a mild natural musk, so I leaned forward and extended my tongue toward her asshole. As soon as the tip flicked across her tight pucker, she gasped and ground back, raising on her toes as she did. My face was smushed farther into her bountiful derriere, and I took a wide swipe across her hole with my tongue.

I continued to rim and lick her ass, feeling the weight of that glorious ass across my face as I dove deeper into her crack. I ran my tongue up and down the entire area, mostly focusing on the hole itself and occasionally pointing my tongue to penetrate it just a bit. Eve's butt slowly loosened up, making it easier to put my tongue deeper, before it tightened around my tongue and squeezed it out slowly. This continued for several minutes, her hips writhing while she gasped and moaned the whole time, and the smell of her arousal grew stronger and stronger.

Eventually, I dropped the washcloth altogether and brought my hand up between her legs in front of me. I blindly felt for her slit with my thumb, rubbing around the clit when I found it, while my fingers pressed into her lower belly and stroked through her bush. This prompted a grunt and another thrust back into me, raising her ass slightly above me so the weight of it pressed more on my face. I didn't mind, in fact I enjoyed it, and I only dug in further with gusto.

Eve's pleasure soon reached a crescendo, and she reached back with one hand to keep my face pressed into her ass. Her hips became jerky, her pussy became slicker than ever, and her backdoor loosened so much that I thought I could thrust my entire tongue into it. While I experimented to see if I could, her ass suddenly tensed, her legs clamped around my arm, and my tongue got trapped inside her tunnel. Her moans turned into a short scream of pleasure, then her pussy gushed and her bucks grew wilder as her cry cut off in her throat. She held that pose for a few seconds, bucking back into me twice, before she relaxed and settled back onto her heels. She let go of my head, then turned to face me.

"What a good boy," she said with a smile. That shock of pleasure returned, and my still-hard cock bobbed at her comment. "I definitely didn't expect us to get so heated, but I'm glad they did. Here, let me help you back up," Eve continued, holding out her hand. I took it and stood slowly, grabbing the washcloth with my free hand as I did so.

"I think I'm clean enough, let's take care of you now," she smiled. Eve reached down to rub my cock, making me question what she meant by "take care of me", before she grabbed the washcloth from my hand and re-lathered it with soap. "Let's get your back first," she said.

I turned away from her, and she began scrubbing my back. I expected her to maybe return the favor, or start groping my ass, but my anticipation was not rewarded. She simply worked her way down my body, planting a quick kiss on each ass cheek as she got down to do my legs. She then stood, and turned me to face her.

Eve's hand snaked forward to grip my shaft again, bringing it back to full hardness. Her hand was slick with soap and water, so it glided up and down smoothly. The unexpected pleasure made me gasp and lean into her, and she squeezed my cock gently in response. After the businesslike back scrub, I hadn't expected her to keep playing with me, but I wasn't going to reject more play time.

While I gasped into Eve's shoulder, she continued to fondle me, setting the washcloth down to stroke my side and fondle my ass. Her grip was tight but not restrictive, and the base of her palm kept rubbing right under my head where it felt the best. Her fingers would flit across my balls when her hand dipped lower, then they would trail along my shaft as she cupped the head with her palm. Before long, I was dripping precum into her hand, which got smeared along my shaft as she stroked. I relaxed into her, enjoying the sensations of her toying with me and leaving small kisses along her neck and collarbone. Soon, my balls began to tighten, and my cock jumped in her hand.

Eve stepped back and crouched down, switching to an overhead grip as she did so. Her head was level with my stomach and my cock pointed at her upper chest above her tits. Her pace sped up, and I watched her breasts jiggle with the motion of her arm. The visual stimulation pushed me closer to the edge, and she looked up at me and began licking her lips.

"Come on, Alex. Give me that fat load," she commanded. She wasn't begging, she seemed too much in charge for that. Eve had taken the reins so far, and it didn't seem right to think of her relinquishing them now. So I did what she asked, and focused on the pleasure building up inside of me.

"Oh Eve, I'm so close. Please just a little more," I begged her. I was definitely not in charge here, and she was controlling the pace. Her thumb began to rub under my head with every stroke, and the hand that had been squeezing my ass came forward to cup my balls. One finger extended between my legs to stroke my taint and the outside of my ass, although the water cascading down my back kept it from being lubricated enough to penetrate. "Oh god, fuck, that's perfect," I barely gasped out. Her stroking continued, but her hand on my balls could surely feel them jump and tighten as I approached the edge.

"That's my good boy, let it all out for me," she guided. Eve bit her lip and looked deep into my eyes as she said so. The sheer eroticism of the moment pushed me over the edge, my balls tensing and my cock jerking as my seed began to spray. Eve immediately pointed the head lower, toward her boobs, but she continued to pump as rope after rope of milky seed hit her chest. Despite thinking I was emptied out last night, by the time I finished I had covered a considerable portion of both tits, and it was slowly dripping down off her erect nipples.

"Well now," she said as she stood, "I guess I need to get cleaned up again." Eve smiled, and wiped a finger through the mess before raising it to her lips. "Want to help me out?" She sucked my jizz off her finger, leaving it clean as she swallowed the small mouthful. Her hand extended to pull me down toward her chest, but this time I resisted.

"Eve, I'm not sure about this," I protested. By now post-nut clarity had kicked in and the thought wasn't super appealing to me. I wasn't sure I was attracted to cum, even my own, although I admitted that I enjoyed seeing a beautiful woman get sprayed down with it.

"Are you sure?" she questioned. "Just a taste, for me. You taste better than most, and last night you seemed to enjoy me feeding you."

She was right that I had enjoyed it, although I wasn't sure if that was due to the kinkiness of the situation or sheer exhaustion muddling my brain. Either way, I paused to make a decision. Why was I worried about this? Eve didn't seem to be the type to mock me for submitting like this, and I actually enjoyed her taking control. Besides, if I tasted fine last night during the kiss, what would I taste like without her saliva diluting my cum?