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This took a day longer than I figured it would. Ah, well. It's here now and I hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 1 - Nate and Nicki Make a Porno

It had been four days since Nate Russell started going out with his old high school friend Nicole Parker, and the lewd wordsmith was in the middle of whiling away his Monday afternoon by way of practicing his craft. Instead of submitting himself to yet another frustrating experience with his dictation software, Nate savaged the keyboard with intermittent typing whenever he could manage to spit another few words out from his brain onto the blank document displayed on his desktop monitor. Scant progress was being made, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. Rather, it was hard to focus owing to his current circumstance.

Harsh slurping sounds echoed out from under his desk and between his legs. Nate tried not to look at the source, as looking would only make things worse to suffer through. He closed his eyes and drew a long, sharp breath to steady himself and hopefully ignore the continual pleasure his towering erection was subjected to.

“This… this isn’t fucking working, Nicki…” Nate gasped, his hands clutching tightly onto the armrests of his office chair. “Just like I said it wouldn’t…” His attention now thoroughly shot, Nate looked down and made eye contact with the beautiful young blonde whose luscious lips were vacuumed shut tight around his cock.

Nicki looked up at him and eased off, switching to methodically jerking him in a slow fashion as she surfaced for air. It was a welcome change of pace, but Nate knew the peacefulness would only last for a moment. She’d been switching between the two extremes for nearly an hour on and off, stopping every time he threatened to get anywhere near climax.

“You did, huh? Funny, because I seem to remember this being your idea…” Nicki smirked and placed the flat of her palm on Nate’s sensitive tip, using her saliva as lube to circle it and draw out further moans from her beloved, twitching boyfriend. “And besides, I’m your editor. I gotta help you out with your inspiration, don’t I?”

“This stopped being about inspiration a while ago…”

Nate had pitched a follow-up story idea to Nicki that morning about the pair of maids from the last story causing trouble for their master in the hopes of earning themselves a sexual punishment, and in his pitch, he bounced off a scene where the master would be getting edged while doing some important paperwork. Nicki teased him a little for wanting to do two maid-themed stories in a row but couldn’t begrudge the man his fetishes and jumped at the chance to act out this fantasy and give him the experience to draw from, but just as Nate suspected, her intentions were far from charitable.

There was another reason she wanted to put him through the wringer, and it was a petty one.

Nicki had spent the last three days with Nate, and whenever she wasn’t at work or they weren’t fucking, they were watching Ranking of Kings. It was not the sort of anime that Nate had sarcastically led her to believe it was. On its surface, it was a charming show with an adorable simplistic art style and a wholesome protagonist you couldn’t help but root for, but things got ridiculously dark ridiculously fast- and not just normal dark, but ‘holy shit, how is any of this actually happening I thought this was supposed to be a cute show’ levels of dark.

It took them a couple days because of all the aforementioned fucking, but Nicki loved absolutely every second of it from start to finish. Even so, she was a very petty person and still held the initial expectations Nate set for her against him. He was right that this edging session was very much a delayed payback of sorts. She was also grumpy after Nate told her how the manga wasn’t that far ahead of the anime and there wasn’t much more additional content to look forward to, but that one wasn’t his fault, at least.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, you silly little perv.” Nicki batted her eyelashes at him and licked his urethra with her sinfully soft and steaming hot tongue. She might’ve gotten away with looking like the dictionary definition of innocent back when they were still in high school, but her flashy transformation inspired by Japanese gyaru fashion in the years following suggested she was anything but.

Nicki was wearing a pink and black plaid skirt combined with a loose-fitting graphic tee made up of a collage of uncountable girls from hentai manga in the midst of mind-bending orgasms and performing ahegao faces. Its neckline was low, allowing Nate to see her substantial cleavage whenever he dared to look down at the girl doing her best to keep him on the edge of both his seat and of release. Whenever she wasn’t sucking his cock, Nicki had a broad smile across her face that showcased how immeasurably she was enjoying this.

Nate was no stranger to edging- or ‘gooning’ as the kids called it these days- but the difference between having a beautiful girl edging you and edging yourself with a sex toy was vast. This experience was much better as far as pure pleasure was concerned, of course, with every second bringing some new, sensual delight to his full-to-bursting cock, but he couldn’t control his pacing like this. He was entirely at Nicki’s whims, and to make matters worse, Nicki was amazingly skilled at the art. Whenever he threatened to fire off one of his titanic loads, she stopped at the pivotal moment and denied his release.

It was a beautiful sort of torture, but torture nonetheless.

“I… I don’t fucking understand…” Nate struggled for air in between strokes of the keyboard as well as his dick. “How are you so good at this…?”

“Girls watch porn too, babe. Edging vids are fun! I’m not a full-on femdom-type, but it’s good to switch it up a little bit, yeah?”

“Yeah, I don’t… mn- m-mind that, but… porn doesn’t translate over to real-life experience. I- AH-” The pleasure brought Nate to lift his hips an inch off his chair for a moment, his hands clenching back down on his seat to keep it from sliding around.

“It’s not like it’s hard to tell when you’re about to cum,” Nicki pointed out in a singsong voice. “Whenever you get really close, you start making cute faces and even cuter moans! Then, your balls start tightening up into your sack at the same time that your cock starts to throb, like, super hard. That’s basically the signal to use the emergency brakes, and I either have to stop and cool off for a few seconds or do this-” She squeezed the base of his cock and balls with just the right amount of pressure to stop an oncoming climax but just shy of hurting him. “Aaaaand, boom! Just like that, you’re good to go and ready for more.”

“Nicki, I… I need you to know that this is hell, and you’re nothing short of a demon. An absolute demon.”

“You’re the demon for introducing me to Ranking of Kings, you lying bastard! You said it was cute and wholesome, but I was crying at almost every fucking episode!”

“Sure, but you fucking loved it!”

“Just like you’re loving this!” Nicki made her point by suddenly deep-throating him, which was something Nate wasn’t ever sure he would get used to. The warm, clenching tightness of her throat constricted down on his massive cock, but his size and her inexperience made her only last for a few seconds before sucking her way back up to the tip.

“AH- F-Fuck, Nicki! That’s… that’s… ugh… I can’t really argue with that…” Nate admitted and sank back into the chair. She rewarded his honesty by switching back to her hands and going gentle on him for a while. “I can’t deny that I’m pretty inspired because of all of this, either…”

“That’s more like it,” Satisfied, Nicki gave his cockhead an adoring kiss. “I bet you’re really fired up, huh? God, your cumshot is gonna be so fucking huge, babe. How close are you?”

Nate gave her an unamused look.

“I meant to getting done with the outline, duh,” Nicki rolled her eyes and gave his balls a quick squeeze to get back at his cheekiness.

“Ngh- If you can believe it… I’m a little too distracted to work at the moment. I’m only like fifteen hundred words in, and the final document will probably be anywhere f-from six to seven times that size…”

Nicki sighed. “Damn. I guess this really isn’t working out, then. Fine, fine… guess I don’t have a choice but to ease up on you a little. Tell you what, if you get the word count up to two thousand, I’ll let you blast this fat fucking super nut all over my slutty little face. Just another five hundred words, babe, and you can do the rest later. Think you can handle that?”

Nate pictured the cataclysmic orgasm with his mind’s eye, finding himself absorbed by the imagined mess he would make of his pretty little girlfriend. He wanted it like a landlocked fish who longed for water and would do anything to get it.

“Just watch me,” Nate declared. “Five hundred words is no big deal. I’ll be done in just a few minutes…!”

“That’s the spirit!” Nicki cheered him on, but her actions did the opposite.

She resumed making his task a difficult one, stopping the delicate handjob she’d been nursing him with and swapping back to using her mouth at a more than pleasant pace. Nicki slid up and down on him, bobbing with naughty intent and ramping up on the dirty sounds of sucking she’d proven so skilled at producing. She wasn’t making it easy for Nate, but he could suffer the stick when the carrot she dangled was as appetizing as it was.

Motivated by the promise of a facial to end all facials, Nate’s consciousness awakened, bringing his mind into a higher state of being. He gritted his teeth, calling up reserves of willpower he didn’t even know he had. At that moment, there was nothing besides the bullet point list his typing added to. The pleasurable sensation centered on his cock faded away like dust in the wind as his fingers worked their magic.

Five hundred words wasn’t a whole lot for him, especially not when he was inspired, and triply so if Nate was only writing an outline as opposed to an actual draft. His outlines were rough, produced mainly through writing via stream of consciousness. Nate always got through them relatively fast, and whenever he was writing the actual product, he went through the document point by point, transforming each article on the list into several paragraph’s worth of content, checking off each one, and adjusting if a new addition to his initial plans didn’t match what was written.

Nate kept on working, coming up with all sorts of ideas for those cheeky maids and their irritable yet perverse master. His current situation was going to heavily cover the first sex scene of the short story, but he wasn’t that far along yet and was still detailing the build-up and establishing the characters. It was good that he hadn’t gotten so far yet. If Nate was to try and plan out the sex scene as he was living it out, it would’ve been far too stimulating for him to hold back, but hold back he did.

“There,” Nate let out a heavy sigh as his finger hit the period key, which triggered the end of his trance. “Five hundred words and change, since it’s not like I’m gonna stop mid-sentence.”

He hadn’t really ascended to another plane of reality. Nate was only doing his best to pretend he wasn’t getting the world’s greatest suck while he worked, but he pulled it off and now was painfully conscious of how insanely close to bursting he was. How he hadn’t cum yet boggled the mind and defied belief, but Nicki was proud of him as she popped him out of her mouth and smiled up at Nate.

“Wow. Good job, babe! Amazing what a little motivation can get people to do, isn’t it? I think I’m gonna have to remember this little trick and keep it in the back of my pocket. You know, just in case I ever need to use it against you again.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Nate didn’t care for all the banter. There was only one thing on his mind, and he wouldn’t let her delay the inevitable. “Are you ready?”

“Boys,” Nicki clicked her tongue. “Always in such a rush.”

“You edged me for over a fucking hour, Nicki,” Nate tried not to sound desperate but failed miserably.

“Alright, I suppose you deserve it. How do you want it?” She asked with a tilt of her head and just the sweetest smile. “Want me to jerk it off onto my own face for you, or do you want the honors?”

Nate gave the dilemma some thought. His personal taste in porn favored girls giving themselves a facial by jerking their partner off, but he felt the compulsion to take destiny into his own hands. Staring at a dude jerking himself off onto a girl’s face through a screen was completely different from getting the chance to do it firsthand. In real life, it had an element of power, control, and possession to it that made the proposition one he couldn’t refuse.

In the end, his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, and Nate primed it at Nicki’s face. “I think I’ll handle it for myself this time.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Nicki licked her lips. “Fuck, this is gonna be so fucking hot. Go ahead. Do your worst, babe.” To really give him a little extra incentive, Nicki opened her mouth for him and stuck her tongue out. It was an excellent target to aim for and a sexy visual to boot, even if both of them instinctively knew a lot of his shots would miss the mark.

Nate was ready to burst the second his dick was in his hand. He was swollen and a deep shade of red, making his already impressive member seem almost intimidating compared to his usual self. Nicki had left him in such a state that would get him to blow the second he made any movement whatsoever, but the last thing he wanted to do was draw out his suffering any longer. Nate started pumping his massive cock at full speed, spurred by the thought of getting Nicki back for all that edging.

In the end, Nate’s cumshot was worth every single second of delayed gratification. His voice trailed off into a rattling moan, and thick ropes of hot semen volleyed out the tip of his aching cock one after the other with no end in sight. His cum slathered the girl’s bronze skin, bathing Nicki in warm, white waves of goo as thick as jelly. Twitching and throbbing in his hand, Nate couldn’t stop jerking himself until every single last drop of this load had been thoroughly excised from his tightly-packed balls.

Only around ten percent of Nate’s cum actually made it onto her tongue or in her mouth. The rest was either somewhere on her face, her hair, or splattering the wall behind her after missing the girl entirely. Nicki couldn’t believe her teasing was so effective, but it was an amazingly powerful discovery to learn his already impressive ejaculations could be pushed to further, nigh-inhuman extremes.

Nate was profoundly exhausted when he was spent and sank back into his chair. Breathing was a struggle, but once he got enough of his breath back, he had to say something about the life-changing experience he just had. “Holy fucking shit, Nicki… I… my body is fucking shivering, my vision is blurry, and I am barely here right now…”

“Christ, dude. Do you still have your water bottle up there? Because you need to make sure you don’t, like, end up dying from dehydration after all that!”

“Yeah, I still got some… no worries…” Nate forced himself to answer. Despite how rough the edging was, a massive smile was plastered across his face after he’d had his relief. Now he really had ascended to another plane of reality in his post-orgasmic clarity.

“Good,” Nicki sighed. “For fuck’s sake, though. I didn’t think I would need a shower when we were done! I work later tonight, for Christ’s sake, and now I gotta wash all this jizz from my hair… maybe I’ll just do it in the sink…” She was thankful for having the short and trendy haircut she did, and not just because Nate liked short-haired girls. It was mainly because it made clean-up so much easier than it otherwise would’ve been.

“Before you wash up, let me get a pic.”

“Sure thing.”

Nate reached for his phone and opened up the camera, aiming it at the cum-covered girl between his legs. Nicki posed with a big smile and held his half-limp cock in her hand, looking deliciously sexy as ever as the flash went off and captured her in her moment of sluttiness.

Taking naughty photos had become a habit for them, Nate’s initial hang-ups having long since vanished. It wasn’t just that she was sending them to her friends, though that was admittedly hot, but he liked having a growing photographic collection of the sexual exploits he and his girlfriend had shared. They each had access to a shared album where they were stored, and the pics were a thrill to look back on, which would presumably only get better with age once enough time passed for some of them to become nostalgic for the young couple.

Nate only wished he could see what Nicki’s friends were saying about the pics she kept sending. Nicki insisted they were loving them and kept asking for more, but she wouldn’t let him see the chat logs. Slightly disappointing, but he trusted Nicki and doubted there was any nefarious reason she’d withhold them from him. Supposedly she was trying to talk two of her friends into sleeping with him for the sake of getting more life experiences to draw from while writing, and now that the initial shock had worn off and he’d had time to think about it, Nate was slowly coming to terms with the possibility.

As a harem fetishist, there wasn’t much he could complain about as long as it didn’t ruin what he had going on here with Nicki. It didn’t seem like that would be the case, so if something ended up happening, Nate would roll with it for all the opportunity was worth, and that would be that.

“How do I look?” Nicki asked excitedly.

“Like you just got savaged by a bukkake squad,” Nate showed her the photo with a bit of pride in his voice. “In other words, phenomenal.”

“Heh,” Nicki scooped up some of Nate’s cum which had been dribbling down her chin, and licked it off her finger, only to then crawl out from under the desk and stand up. “Who needs a bukakke squad when I’ve for an irl hentai protagonist for a boyfriend?” She ruffled his shaggy black hair on her way out and made for the door. “You gonna keep writing, or are you gonna meet me downstairs when I’m done?”

“A break wouldn’t hurt. Especially not after the shit you just put me through.”

“I swear, you’re such a baby…” Nicki clicked her tongue.

“This coming from the twenty-two-year-old lollipop addict.”

“I have a condition!” Nicki shut the door behind her grumpily, leaving Nate with a satisfied grin as he watched her go. These last four days have been the best in his entire life, and it was all because of her.

Their burgeoning romance was going stronger than strong, with little passion dissipating in the days since it was made official. Nicki had essentially been spending all of her time at Nate’s place since then, only occasionally stopping back to pick up some things and to leave for her part-time job at Pizza Palooza. Whether or not this was all just the honeymoon phase remained to be seen, but Nate had a pretty confident feeling that wasn’t the case. They’d always been like this with each other, and now that she was back in his life, it felt like Nicki had simply snapped back into place where she belonged.

The only downside thus far was that Nate had been more preoccupied with spending time with Nicki and fucking with her that his writing had temporarily fallen to the wayside. Nicki gave him detailed notes for his short story last Friday, and he’d revised his manuscript accordingly that same day, getting things into a state where they were both happy with the final product. Aside from that, he hadn’t done anything else productive with his weekend unless you counted battering Nicki’s cervix and watching anime as something productive.

It was understandable that things had slowed down. Nate was adjusting to a lot of stuff at the moment. Having a girlfriend, having sex, being happy… all of which was stuff he wasn’t used to. They hadn’t even been going through the Sex Note for specific ideas he wanted to try out, instead just settling for mindlessly indulging themselves while they were cuddling on the couch. Ranking of Kings wouldn’t have taken them four days to finish if it hadn’t been for their inability to keep their hands off each other or, in Nicki’s face, her mouth.

Nate was happy with the way things currently were and wasn’t in a rush to charge blindly forward like he’d done the last two years. He didn’t want to do so without waiting on the reception for his new short story, anyway. Seeing for himself how Nicki’s editing paid off was crucial to deciding what he should do next as a writer. He felt great about the final draft and dearly loved those delicious gyaru maids he’d crafted, but if the story failed to live up to the higher expectations he now had for himself, it would sting even harder than usual.

Before he could launch the story and trudge through the rigorous promotional circuit Nate did with every release, though, he was waiting on-

Nate’s phone buzzed in his hand. He looked down, seeing a new notification on Discord. Speak of the devil, the artist he’d hired Friday evening to draw his cover art had just finished and sent him the final draft. It came out lovely even with the loose description he gave, the art featuring two fantasy-themed maids with gyaru stylings like makeup and flashy accessories as they sat atop a sexy bed, pressed their chests together, and faced the camera.

He smiled at the drawing, enjoying this lovely part of the creative process where his characters get rendered into reality via sexy art intended to tittilate the average erotica consumer. Nate then thanked the artist for the short turnaround and frequent WIPs they sent while promising to keep them in mind for future projects. There were times when Nate was pumping out two to three short stories a week, so he had a few different people he worked with routinely. A dedicated cover artist would’ve been nice, though, especially one he could get to actually make reference sheets of some of his more important characters. Additional art would make for excellent promotional material to post on his socials and the various Subreddits and Facebook Groups he advertised his stuff on, but realistically, it wasn’t viable.

Nate already operated at a loss, barely making back his money for every cover art and, even then, only a little at a time. Because of how good he felt about the story this time, he went and splurged a little more than usual and put $150 down, which included the commercial use license, obviously, and the results spoke for themselves.

Excited to show Nicki, Nate headed downstairs and sat on the couch to wait for her to finish washing up. The sofa now permanently had two thick blankets on top of it out of necessity. One was for cuddling while watching anime, while the other went below them and protected the furniture from various funtime fluids. Mistakes were made, lessons were learned, and Tide pens were used.

Nicki came down a few minutes later, her bright, blonde hair now slightly damp and semen-free. Nate was still gazing at the picture as she approached him, so she plopped down by his side and casually threw an arm around his shoulders.

“What’re you so caught up in, huh? Looking for new ideas already?” She asked.

“No, Nicki, I’m not looking at porn. In your defense, that was a pretty reasonable guess, though. Here, have a look.” Nate passed the phone off to his girlfriend, and he watched the way her shiny blue eyes lit up when she saw the cover art for the first time.

“Oh, shit. This looks so much better than those WIPs you showed me.”

“Right?”

“I think going for a more expensive artist was the right call, babe. You definitely got what you paid for here, and I’ll bet you anything it’ll draw more eyes. I gotta say, though. Since I had such a big hand in this story and all that, getting to see the characters brought to life like this feels… fuck, I don’t know… awesome? Yeah. It’s a bit lame, but I’ll settle for awesome.”

“I know how you feel,” Nate remarked. “It’s one of my favorite parts of the whole process. I’ve had a few bad experiences with a few bad apples when it comes to working with cover artists, but that satisfaction you get when it’s done is the best.”

“You know you’re totally fucking adorable when you get all passionate about your work, right?” Nicki smirked at him and shifted her lollipop around in her mouth.

“So you’ve told me,” Nate shrugged but did little to hide the smile and blush that came from his girlfriend calling him cute. Validation was an addiction. “I’ve still got to apply the title, the author’s name, and all that myself later on, but that can wait.”

“You sure you don’t wanna go and take care of all that junk so you can get it on LewdPages? I’d understand, and I can just chill down here for a bit and play a game or something…” Nicki looked at the massive entertainment center and ran her eyes along the shelves full of games for the many consoles Nate’s uncle had left him. With so many options, she didn’t know where she would start and was eager to catch up on all the games her shitty upbringing made her miss out on.

“Nah, I’m sure. Everything I have to do to publish the book is a huge pain in the ass, so I’ll take care of it all when you head off for work later. I’d rather have a break before taking care of all that junk.”

“Cool. I was thinking I might stay the night back home today, anyway. Might be good to give you some space on top of that.”

“If you want. It won’t take me that long, but the process does make me a little grumpy.”

“Yeah, I’ll pass on dealing with grumpy for now, heh. How are you feeling about the launch besides that, though? Nervous?”

“A little,” Nate admitted with a nod. “But not as much as I usually am. I’m confident in the work we did, and it’s really rare for me to be able to say that. I couldn’t have done this without you.”

“Happy as I am to hear that,” Nicki leaned closer, letting her head fall against his shoulder. “I’ve already told you not to go and sell yourself short. I’m just an editor, babe. I help bring out the best of you and refine what’s already there. If this short story ends up performing as well as I think it will, then make sure and save most of the credit for yourself.”

“Wow,” Nate leaned his head onto hers with a smile. “That was amazing. I already knew you could suck me off like nobody’s business, but you never mentioned you were a world-class brown-noser, too.”

Nicki snorted and nudged his shoulder with hers. “Oh, shut the fuck up, you goddamn nerd. I’ve read the filth you peddle, so don’t try and tell me you wouldn’t be all for it if I really did start brown-nosing you.”

“God, I wish that wasn’t as true as it is…” Nate sighed sarcastically, causing Nicki to laugh softly to herself. Then, things got quiet for a few moments.

It worried him, as they had barely slowed down like this since the moment they hooked up. Everything had been one unceasing whirlwind of passion and cuddle-fucking, but after a few moments passed, Nate grew to appreciate the airiness of the moment.

Looking closer at Nicki, he saw her expression tense and grow distant.

“Something on your mind?” Nate inquired.

“Oh, no. Not really, just had a stray thought there a second ago.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, it’s stupid. Don’t worry.”

“Well, now I need to know.”

Nicki made a series of grumbling noises before getting on with it and opening up. “I was just thinking about how perfect these last few days have been, but it’s really kicking my ass knowing we could’ve gotten together way sooner.”

“You shouldn’t feel bad about that. You had your reasons, right?”

“Mainly, I was worried you’d think I was weird for following you for so long, along with stupid girly shit like fear of rejection,” Nicki shrugged. “Though looking back, I know that was way too paranoid of me. I mean, fuck. I barely had to do anything to seduce you. You fell faster than a domino in an earthquake!”

“I sure did,” Nate rolled with her jab and gave Nicki a kiss on her forehead, which she seemed to appreciate judging by the warm smile she gave him in turn. “But, hey. You aren’t the only one having these kinds of thoughts. I think it’s pretty much inescapable that both of us will look back and cringe about missed opportunities, or how long it took us, or whatever. Hell. I could’ve tried a little harder to go after you in high school. Even if you couldn’t date, I… don’t know. I could’ve done something, couldn’t I?”

“This might sting you a bit, but I probably would’ve caved if you had the balls to ask me out back then…” Nicki hung her head.

“Oof. That doesn’t sting so much as it feels like a punch to the gut.” Nate sucked in air through his teeth.

“But it’s not like you would’ve,” Nicki pointed out. “You had your heart set on Shizuka, so I don’t think it’s fair to you to look back and get annoyed at yourself for choosing the option you thought was more attainable at the time, yeah?”

“‘Attainable’ isn’t really a word I’d associate with Shizuka, but I get what you mean. I know why past Nate chose to spend years of his life orbiting that little library nerd, but fuck me if I don’t want to kick past Nate’s ass and then show him all the nasty pictures of the kind of shit he’d eventually get up to with Nicole Parker if only he asked her out.”

Nicki snorted. “Do you think it’d be illegal to go back and show dirty selfies of yourself to a minor if that minor was a past version of you, or what? Maybe you should stick to writing fantasy and not sci-fi. This theoretical of yours sounds kinda iffy to me, babe.”

“Probably not the best choice of words on my part, but that’s why I’ve got an editor.” Nate conceded.

“Heh…” Nicki laughed softly, and the room went quiet again. It didn’t last as long this time, as she soon turned to him and put Nate in the spotlight. “You’re not over her at all, are you?”

Nate looked straight at Nicki, expecting the worst. She wasn’t upset at him, annoyed, or sad- only curious. But he still figured he knew better than to openly admit to such a thing to his brand new girlfriend. “It’s been years, Nicki. I barely even think about Shizuka anymore.”

“Babe,” Nicki smiled, her soft hand running down the side of Nate’s stubbly cheek. “You’ve written ten different stories about shy, awkward, black-haired librarian girl with big glasses. I counted.”

“I…” Nate gulped. “I needed to get her out of my system and express my feelings in a healthy way.”

“Ah, yes. We all know there’s nothing healthier than writing wish-fulfillment smut inspired by an old crush. That’s peak normalcy and not creepy behavior whatsoever, for sure.”

“T-Those stories were a while ago.” Nate coughed and looked off to the side. He was shameless- a fact that Nicki loved about him- but even he had his limits.

“The last one wasn’t even a month ago,” Nicki smirked.

“Okay, fine, I still actively think about Shizuka way more than I’m proud to admit. What she did to me hurt, and it hurt a lot. I can’t just fucking forget it, I-” Nate calmed himself as soon as he realized Nicki wasn’t grilling him, and he was getting heated up about nothing. He sighed. “Sorry. I didn’t want to get into this, but yeah, there are some lingering issues.”

“It’s cool, babe,” Nicki placed her hand on his thigh and rubbed it gently. “I’m just trying to get to the bottom of this from your side of things, y’know? It’s interesting, and I like learning more about you. Did you ever try to contact Shizuka after graduation, by the way? I think it might feel better if you got some closure.”

“I don’t really see the point in that,” Nate laughed. “Not when she spent the last few months of senior year ignoring my texts, freaking out, and running away whenever she saw me. And all because I asked her to prom and told her that I loved her… as far as closure goes, that’s pretty damn open and shut in my book. I don’t need to know why she couldn’t bring herself to say no- and yes, the rational part of me knows it probably had something to do with her condition, but… even then… her actions spoke loud enough on their own.”

Nicki was giving him a severe expression, but it wasn’t just concern. He wasn’t sure, but it felt like something else was mixed in, too. Disappointment, maybe? That wouldn’t have made much sense, so Nate quickly discounted it.

“Welp. That got really heavy, really fast…” Nicki scratched her chin. “Sorry for opening up this whole can of worms.”

“Why did you?” Nate asked with a bit more sharpness in his voice than he intended.

“Good question,” Nicki looked up at the ceiling. “I guess I was just wondering if you were a big enough perv to put all your baggage aside and do it with her if she came back to you begging for your forgiveness.”

“Well, that’s not going to fucking happen,” Nate burst out laughing at the prospect, then felt embarrassed after recounting how many times he’d masturbated to that exact same scenario playing out in his vivid imagination. “…Unless you know something I don’t?”

Nicki tilted her head. “Uh, no?”

Nate sized her up for a few moments. He was suspicious mainly because Nicki had several friends she was actively trying to pitch hooking up with Nate to, and the sudden zeroing in on Shizuka raised some flags. She essentially just asked if his old crush still had a chance with him, which was a peculiar thing for a girlfriend to question their new boyfriend about… but it didn’t make sense. Nicki was friends with nearly everyone in high school, but not Shizuka. He’d been her only friend, and Nate was fairly sure of that.

“Sorry,” Nate shrugged and apologized yet again. “It’s crazy, but for a second there, I thought that maybe one of the girls you’re trying to hook me up with might be Shizuka.”

“Pft,” Nicki nudged his rib cage playfully and rolled her eyes. “I knew you had an overactive imagination, but wow. I don’t even know her, dude. I think I talked to her like… ten times, max, over all four years of high school? As much as I wish I could say I’m building up some grand scheme in the background in the hopes of hooking you up with your old crush so that the three of us could get into some kinky ménage e trois bullshit, that just isn’t the case. Might make for a fun story if you wanna mix in a gyaru girl next time you feel like writing one of your Shizuka fics, though.”

“I don’t need to write Shizuka fics anymore,” Nate said proudly. “I have a girlfriend now, and Shizuka hasn’t been on my mind in days. Speaking of my new girlfriend, isn’t this the part where you should try and say something dirty like ‘I know a good way to help you forget all about her’?”

“Of course not,” Nicki scoffed at his suggestion and wagged her lollipop at him. “As a writer, your life experiences are invaluable- even the bad ones. I wouldn’t do anything to steal those from you or make you forget them.”

“Guess you have a point, as usual…” Sighing, Nate looked up at the ceiling. He still wasn’t entirely convinced that Nicki wasn’t up to some secret big-brain keikaku shit, but he was glad to stop thinking about it for the time being.

Nicki placed her hand on his chest and stroked his pec tenderly. “I didn’t mean to dig so deep, babe. Your books might serve as a great gateway into your psyche, but I’m still getting to know what’s going on in here-” She patted his heart. “That, and it’s pretty fun to talk about what things were like back then, even if a lot of it’s painful to look back on.”

“Yeah, it’s not a bad feeling…” Nate admitted with a smile and a warm heart as his hand took Nicki’s and held it. “But I think I’ve had enough nostalgia for now. We’ve got a couple of hours till your shift starts. Did you maybe want to do something a little more fun than lounge around and chat?”

“Oh, is lounging around chatting and having a heart-to-heart with your adorably sexy girlfriend suddenly too good for you? My bad.” She teased.

“Shut up,” Nate laughed and rolled his eyes. “I’m just trying to make the most of our time together before you have to head out and do the whole wage slave thing.”

Nicki smirked and looked towards the entertainment console again and then at the games. There had to have been plenty of games perfect for a couple to play co-op mixed in amongst the hoard, but she honed in on what she was familiar with. “Wanna Smash?”

“Uh…” Nate noticed her gaze was pointing at the games and not his crotch, so he assumed she was talking about the hit platform fighter sensation and not a quickie. It was a random suggestion, but it was one of his favorite game series of all time, so it wasn’t like he would turn her down. “Yeah, sure. Which one?”

“I’ve only played Ultimate,” Nicki said. “So I’d prefer that one if you’re cool with it?”

“Sure. Ultimate is probably my favorite, honestly, even if Melee-” Nate stopped himself short before he babbled on about incoherent Smash Bros discourse because once he got started, it might not end for a while.

“What?”

“Nothing. I should probably mention I usually play by competitive rules, though.”

“Oh, You mean like the whole Fox only, Final Destination meme? And no items, too, right?”

“Yeah,” Nate admitted with an awkward laugh. “We can play casual matches, though, if that’s what you’re used to.”

“I’ve never tried playing competitively, but I have a friend who does. I’d be cool with giving it a go.”

Nate made sure that Nicki was certain and then explained the format in more detail, including which stages were and were not legal. Nicki had a pretty big laugh when she learned how small that list was, and Nate promised to show her some videos later that explained lots of the hilarious junk certain stages got banned for. He then set up the game and made use of the GameCube adapter for himself, Nicki opting instead to use your standard Switch pro controller since it was what she was used to.

Epic music blared from the speakers after making it to the title screen, though Nate felt the main theme and the menu music as a whole was a little annoying after how many damn hours he’d heard them play since the game was released. They set it up so that the random stage button only picked from the pool of legal stages, and to make things fair, since Nate presumed he had more experience, he opted to choose the random character option. Nicki didn’t turn down the handicap and chose Princess Daisy to start with, so the games began.

Nicki didn’t need as big of a handicap as Nate expected. She was consistently losing, sure, but she quickly picked up the basics of playing Smash on a more serious level. He had to actually put some work in to keep her from winning, a task made even more challenging by his randomly selected fighters.

Round after round flew by, stock after stock. Both players were having a ton of fun, with Nicki taking every defeat as a chance to grow and do better the next time around.

“This is pretty damn fun, honestly. I think I’m starting to see why so many people take Smash so seriously now.” Nicki said as the game loaded the stage select screen once again.

“I’d argue some people take it too seriously, but that’s just me,” Nate shrugged. “I can’t remember the last time I got to play like this, though. It’s making me pretty nostalgic.”

“Nostalgic for what?” Nicki looked at him with interest.

“Growing up, I had this friend in the same neighborhood who I used to play fighting games with, including Smash. A homeschooled kid, really quiet... you know the type. Anyways, I always got my ass handed to me, but every battle we had was a fight for my life, and I loved every second of it. None of my other friends were that big on fighters, and they only played Smash casually, so this has me looking back with a smile on my face.”

Nicki leaned in with a knowing smirk and nudged Nate’s elbow. “A childhood friend, huh? What’s her name?”

“He was named Kel,” Nate corrected her. “And he moved away right before I started middle school. I cried so fucking hard, dude. We were super close.”

Nicki was quiet for a moment before the smirk became less knowing and more catty. She was holding back a laugh, by the looks of it.

“Whoops. I must’ve assumed you were talking about a girl for some reason… silly me. He kinda sounds familiar, though. I think there was a Kel in my preschool, or maybe it was a Kelli…?” Nicki took out her lollipop and bounced it off her lips several times.

“Well, it’s not him if it was a Kelli. He was a dude.”

“Shame,” Nicki sucked back down on her candy and clicked her tongue. “What with how many times you pull the ‘childhood friend’ card in your writing, you had me thinking for a second that this Kel of yours was the root of it all.”

“That’s… I-I didn’t have a crush on…” Nate scratched the back of his head and started to blush, a fact which only made Nicki further amused. He changed the topic as swiftly as he could. “Did you forget that I’m a harem fetishist? It doesn’t matter what kind of girl we’re talking about. You name it, I love it. Doesn’t matter if we’re talking childhood friends, MILFs, gyaru, maids, whatever. It’s all the same to me.”

“Guess that makes our strike zone pretty big, then…” Nicki smiled at his open admission of depravity. “Plenty of wiggle room for finding hot babes to get you some new experience.”

Nate set his controller down and shook his head. “I can’t believe you’re still going on about this. I know you said you’re bi, but seriously, Nicki. Are you trying to fuck your friends, or what?”

“Uh,” Nicki was caught off guard by how blatantly she was called out. “I mean, they’re definitely hot, yeah… and I already admitted I want to do threesome stuff, so… that was more or less the implication, babe. I swear it’s more for you, though. You and your writing. Anything else that comes my way is just a happy little bonus!”

“Right, right. And do they know you’re trying to fuck them while setting them up with me?”

“Oh my god, get off my dick!” Nicki turned her nose up at him and reclined back on the couch, choosing to disengage. “Of course, they know- it’s not like gonna go full lesbian on anyone without warning or proper consent. Though I will add, given how hot these pals of mine are, restraint doesn’t always come so easily. You’d understand if you saw them, trust me.”

“Gee, it sure would be nice if you had some pictures of these friends of yours so I could more easily believe you…”

“I’m working on it,” Nicki grumbled. “Honestly, I’m pretty sure one of them is close to cracking, and the other one will probably agree as soon as her schedule frees up a bit. She’s out of town and has been playing a little coy with me about it, but-”

“Hold the fuck up,” Nate raised his hand. He’d all but dismissed the idea as a fantasy and expected Nicki to pull through maybe a few months from now- if at all. Sure, she kept saying her friends were into the pics they sent, but that could’ve just as easily been Nicki trying to hype him up and excite him. “Are you seriously saying this is actually happening? For real?”

“In case it wasn’t clear when I straddled your lap and whispered ‘I’m into sharing’ into your ear, yes, babe. This is actually happening… probably.”

“Fuck…” Nate stared off into the middle distance.

“Yep.” Nicki smiled the smuggest smile of her life, feeling as if she’d just won the world’s best girlfriend award by unanimous decision. “Doing alright, there?”

“Maybe I will be once the initial shock dies down in a few years, but right now, I’m just kind of vibing and wondering what I ever did to deserve you.”

“Vibing, huh? Is that what this is?” Nicki tilted her head innocently and pressed her foot down against the erection tenting his pants.

“You could say that,” Nate shivered from the sudden touch. He wasn’t specifically into feet, but the gesture was hot to him on occasion, now being one such time. “Maybe I’d vibe even harder if you told me more?”

“Hmmmm…” Nicki placed the tip of her finger on her chin while rocking her foot back and forth. “Well, I wasn’t kidding when I told you they liked what we keep sending them. I know for a fact that both of those sluts have gotten off on us, and the one who’s close to agreeing has already told me in no uncertain terms she wants to meet up with you. The only thing holding her back is her nerves, the poor girl. She’s such a shy little thing.”

“Christ,” Nate’s breathing was getting heavy, and it wasn’t because of the foot on his dick. “Just… make sure you’re not hounding her, okay?”

“Babe,” Nicki sat up and scooted closer, trading her foot for her hand. “I know this girl- she wants to be hounded.”

Nate let out a near-inaudible moan, but Nicki caught it, making her feel even dirtier than she already did. She squeezed his cock through his pants, remarking on the swift progress he’d made toward his full size.

“You like that idea, don’t you, babe?” Nicki closed the distance entirely, her lips now whispering into his ears in the sluttiest voice she could muster. “The thought of me gifting you a cute, shy little pussy for you to fuck and tease and do as you please gets you fucking going, right?”

“More than anything in the world, holy fuck…” Nate gasped.

“Hmph…” Nicki’s confident demeanor faded for a split second. “You really are a perv who gets off on the idea of fucking your own little harem, aren’t you?” She undid his pants and slid into his boxers, grabbing his cock and giving it a little too vigorous of a squeeze. “Maybe it’s just me, but it almost feels like you’re getting harder daydreaming about it than you are when we’re doing it… I’m not sure how I feel about that.”

Nate rolled his hips in time with the squeeze, loving the pressure of her skilled hands despite the excess. “You know what you signed up for,” He grunted his pleasure. “I won’t apologize for something I can’t control.”

Nate’s answer pleased his teasing girlfriend, getting a smile out of her and a more gentle stroke of his cock. Nicki wouldn’t admit it, but she thought he looked adorable when fantasizing about his biggest fetish. He was so massively receptive to dirty talk that it all but reduced Nate to putty in her hands. It made her want to make things even worse for him- so much worse.

“Shameless. Always so fucking shameless. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I’m starting to wonder if this is really such a good idea. This heat you’re packing might be a little too much for her, now that I think about it… I think it may have slipped my mind to mention it, but this friend of mine… the shy one? She’s a virgin, babe.”

Nate’s excitable mind was whipped up into a frenzy.

His logical side wanted to ask why this mysterious girl, supposing she truly existed and that Nicki’s assumptions were correct, wanted to offer her virginity to Nate. Was Nicki just that good of a dick salesman, or was there more to it? It seemed too good to be true, but then again, so did Nicki at first.

By contrast, the primal side of Nate’s mind was all in. It took everything at face value and didn’t question a word of what Nicki was saying, simply believing her because it wanted to. For so many years, he lusted after his greatest fetish, and to have this beautiful girl offer it to him on a silver platter with a virgin pussy on top? Well, Nicki was definitely right about one thing. Nate was getting harder and harder the more this topic was explored.

The only thing he could think to say was, “Nicki- are… are you fucking serious?!”

Having read all of Nate’s writing, Nicki knew exactly what to say to turn him on the most. Especially when it came to the subject at hand. “I wouldn’t lie to you, silly. My friend thinks you’re super cute, and she totally wants to fuck you, but you’ll have to treat her nicely if you want to feel what it’s like to have her little virgin pussy wrapped tight around your fat fucking cock instead of mine, okay? You do want that, don’t you? To fuck my friend in her unused cunt and make it yours?”

“Stop, stopppp…!!” Nate shut his eyes and gasped sharply, warning, “If you keep talking like this and jerking me off, I’m gonna cum so fucking fast…!!”

“Uh-oh…” Nicki mocked him with a gasp of her own, then let go of his cock to take out her lollipop and give it a loud, wet slurp in his ear. “Don’t go getting ahead of yourself, silly! I was just about to tell you all about this nasty idea I had that might help convince my friends even faster. Is that something you’d be interested in?”

Nate was grateful for the moment’s reprieve but couldn’t get off so easily. Not with how fired up this was making him. “Yes. Please. Tell me, Nicki. Tell me…!”

Nicki giggled at his adorable desperation. “I was just thinking to myself that if my friends are already touching themselves to our photos, then I wonder what they’d do if we gave them something even more interesting? I mean, we still have a little while before I have to get ready for work…”

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Nate’s eyes were as big as saucepans.

“Well, that depends. What is it you think I’m saying?” She asked with an innocent head tilt and a singsong voice.

“That you want to make a fucking sex tape and send it to your friends?”

Nicki leaned in and gave Nate a deep, sensual kiss on his neck to add to the number of hickeys and bite marks she’d already given him, then trailed her slippery tongue to his ear to whisper, “Bingo.”

“Ahh…” Nate shivered at the latest assault on his senses. Going from snapping lewd selfies of themselves before and after sex to filming themselves fucking wasn’t a huge step up, and Nate needed no convincing in the first place. This exhibitionism thrilled him to his perverted core, so he conceded, “You know, I think you might just be right. Maybe a demonstration video would help break your friend out of her shell…?”

Nicki held back a laugh. “I had a feeling you’d see it my way, hehe. Give me a second to set things up. Fuck, dude… this is gonna be so much fun…!!”

It didn’t take long for Nicki to rig an efficient setup for her phone on the coffee table by propping it up against Nate’s GameCube controller. She thoroughly tested the angle, ensuring it would capture the action and nothing else once the recording began. Now that everything was perfect, she warned Nate before rolling the camera and pressing the start button.

“Hey, girls!” Nicki started things off by ducking down and making a peace sign at the camera. “Got a surprise for you. Check it out!” In the blink of an eye, she stripped Nate of his pants and underwear, allowing his already tremendous hard-on to show itself off in all its glory.

“What do you think? Pics don’t really do this bad boy justice, do they?” Nicki giggled to herself, grasping his base and wiggling it around like a tantalizing treat. “Thought we’d give you guys a better example of what exactly our big friend here is capable of. Right, babe?” She looked up at him with expectant eyes.

“Uh, yeah,” Nate quickly added. She didn’t warn him he’d have to say anything, so he was struggling to articulate. “This was Nicki’s idea, for the record… but then again, I didn’t really object to it, so… eh, whatever. I’m just gonna shut up now. I hope you guys enjoy the show?”

“Good enough.” Nicki shrugged, knowing she couldn’t expect much better from him after putting him in the spotlight. They weren’t streaming, so there wasn’t a need for a prolonged introduction, just something to quickly set the tone. “One last thing before we get down to business! Just remember, this could just as easily be you on top of Nate instead of me- all you have to do is say the word, and we’ll figure something out.” She winked and then stood up. “Now, then…”

She undid her pink and black plaid skirt, sliding it down her wide ass and the length of her shapely legs, revealing a sexy black thong underneath. Nicki then took out her lollipop and put it on a mug on the table before mounting Nate on the couch, facing him with a smile. He knew then and there that ditching the candy could only mean one thing- dozens of incoming kisses.

Despite his incredible excitement, Nate didn’t want to lose to Nicki’s pace. She’d gotten him pretty good with all her teasing and dirty talk, but he knew that she was just as excited from it as he was. To prove it, he grabbed her ass with one hand and pulled it apart, his other hand tracing its fore and middle fingers down the fabric of her thong.

“Already wet for me?” Nate asked, feeling a little embarrassed knowing there would be an audience. The thing was that the embarrassment only made him more aroused, and he had a feeling the same was true for Nicki.

“Eh. I could be wetter.” Nicki teased, the implication being that he should do something about that.

Nate rose to the challenge and started massaging her pussy through her thong, stroking the length of her labia while applying subtle bits of pressure to her clit every so often to draw out the excitement. Nicki responded by whimpering and moaning and, more tellingly, by bucking her hips and pushing down on his fingers every so often. This sort of teasing was effective, but to really get her fire going, Nate knew what he had to do.

He pressed their lips together before she could take the initiative, pleasantly surprising Nicki by shoving his tongue into her mouth. There was no way he’d outdo her in the kissing department, but Nate could at least give her his all while teasing between her legs. The sound of their mouths slurping and sucking at each other echoed, the phone catching every single audible cue while remaining squarely focused on the big brown ass Nate was pawing at.

After a few minutes of kissing and stroking, Nate yanked her thong to the side and grabbed both ass cheeks to pull them wide apart for the camera's benefit. Nicki moaned loudly into his throat and hugged his neck with all her strength. She was clearly getting off on knowing that her friends would see her wet, exposed pussy and tight, winking asshole, and Nate would only make it worse for her.

Rather than returning to the status quo, his same two teasing fingers plunged inside Nicki’s vagina and probed its warm, sticky walls. He carved around inside of her, prodding at different places and getting a feel for her reactions by how hard she kissed him back at any given moment. As he stroked himself in and out, wet pussy noises joined the choir of their kisses, adding another layer of lewdness to their dirty video.

Nate kept this up for another few minutes. Nicki was ready for penetration very early on, but he was eager to show how attentive of a lover he’d learned to be over the last few days- and not just for her sake. As weird as it was, this was a pitch video. He was supposed to show off, and while he didn’t have the ego to taunt a couple of girls he didn’t know with hyper-sexual narration and pointed teasing, Nate could at least speak through his actions until he gave into his mounting arousal.

He’d been rock hard the entire time, Nicki’s passionate kisses, her adorable reactions to getting teased, and the thrill of the camera ensuring so. Nicki would send this video to two of her friends, and Nate’s cock twitched happily at the fact. They would see his red tip oozing precum, his shaft throbbing for attention, and his cum-filled balls bouncing up and down as soon as he started thrusting up into Nicki from below. It was different from the excitement he got whenever she sent their naughty pics. Something about taking a video was so much more raw that Nate could no longer wait to get started.

Nate pulled out of their kiss, Nicki instinctively doing her best to keep her trapped before ultimately letting go. “I think she’s ready to go, guys,” he announced, proving it by taking his cock in hand and angling it up so he could slide it around Nicki’s pussy. True to his word, she was drooling down there, and her lovely juices coated him in warm, slippery bliss. “What do you think, Nicki?”

“You know what I think,” Nicki narrowed her needy eyes at him and bit on her lip. “I need your cock, Naaate… I need it, need it, need it…!!”

Just as Nate expected, a fair amount of teasing ensured Nicki regressed into her more childish side. A stroke of sadism came over him as he smiled at Nicki and spoke not to her but to the audience.

“I bet you guys didn’t know this, but Nicki gets super clingy and bratty when she’s horny. Just look at what my cock does to her.” He slapped it up against her pussy multiple times, getting a wet smack and a moan to echo out with each one.

“Gah- fuck! Don’t tease me right now, dummy…!! You’re supposed to fuck me nice and hard to show them what they’re missing out on…!! Show my friends what being your little fuck toy is all about, babe…!!” Nicki whined loudly, tiny tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

Nate fully intended to tease her a little harder than this, but the way she looked at him was more than he could take. Her pouty lip, her red cheeks, her watery eyes, her upturned brows- everything about Nicki was just too fucking cute. He couldn’t help himself.

“Alright, alright… settle down…” Nate sighed to give the impression of mock exasperation. “I’ll give you exactly what you want, my pretty little slut, as long as you can be a good girl for me and show your friends how hard you cum. Sound good?”

Nicki trembled at the chill running up her back caused by his promising words. She gulped and licked her lips, tension filling the air. “Yes, babe… I’ll be a good girl for you and cum really, really hard…”

She was off in her own world right now, Nate realized. “Don’t forget about your friends. Say something to them, too.”

“Uh…” Nicki grasped at straws. The roles were reversed, so she was now in the spotlight. She proved much better at improvising than he did. “Nate’s freakishly huge cock is gonna fuck me now. It’s big and strong, and it doesn’t ever run out of cum for some fucking reason. It’s that godly kind of porn cock that takes more than one girl to fully deal with, and not even his dedicated slut is enough to satisfy him! I need your help to make Nate feel even better, but more importantly… I… I want your help in making him an even better writer, and Nate’s biggest fetish is harem sex, and that’s something I can’t give him experience on my own, so… please… please, please, please watch this next part really, really close and tell me you’ll help him!!”

Nate’s eyes opened wide at Nicki’s sudden emotional outburst. She was really pouring her heart out, and the degree to which she wanted to help with his writing was deeply touching. Sure, she left out the part on how she’d also be enjoying the harem sex shenanigans, but the rest was so genuine and earnest that he had to respond in kind.

“Good girl.” Nate leaned in, bit her earlobe precisely the way she liked, and slammed Nicki’s ass down on his raw cock.

“Haaaaaah- FUCK!” Nicki shouted as he parted her lower lips in one forceful motion.

“Sorry in advance if I go a little rough and end up cumming early,” Nate grunted while wasting no time, already setting the pace by moving her hips up and down his throbbing length. “Nicki teased me pretty hard when she was pitching the video, and before that, she edged me for a whole fucking hour… I kind of need to fuck some frustration out, so… yeah, uh… sorry… it’s really hard to think when her pussy feels so fucking good…”

“Don’t worry about them anymore…!!” Nicki whimpered, her hips rolling along with his to give him even more pleasure as he did his thing. “Use me nice and hard, and I’m pretty sure they’ll get the fucking picture, babe! Come on! Use me!! Use your little slut and cum as quick and hard as you want…!!”

“You got it.” Nate sealed his words with another kiss, this time getting swallowed up by the maddening pace her tongue and lips took with him. Between the hardcore kiss, the pace of his thrusting, and the clenching tightness of Nicki’s lovely cunt, his prediction that he wouldn’t last very long seemed valid- but he also knew Nicki would cum first and aimed to make it a big one.

Gripping her ass even tighter, he began to slam it down onto his pelvis, one rapid thrust after another. Meaty slapping sounds exploded from the point where flesh met flesh. Nicki’s wetness ensured his passage was effortless in spite of her unbelievable pussy grip, and with every thrust, Nate angled his hips in a different direction to try hitting all sorts of spots and to keep her on her toes.

Nicki loved how it felt to get thoroughly used, enjoying every moment when she poked the beast inside of Nate and got him to act a little more dominant. She tightened up on him and pulled away from their kiss long enough to swallow several impressive gulps of air, only to push straight forward again and shove her tongue down Nate’s throat. The pace at which Nicki quivered and trembled against his cock quickened, prompting Nate to take her home.

In a mad display of aggression and strength, Nate threw all concerns for his pacing aside and just went wild. His hips became a blur as he rammed Nicki’s pussy from below, an ocean of love juice coating his pulsating cock as he bottomed out again and again and again. With every thrust upwards, Nate made damn sure to slam her hips downward with equivalent force. Nicki insisted she was his little fuck toy, and this was the most he’d ever treated her like one so far.

Both were in a state of absolute, electric bliss, but Nicki gave out first.

“Ah-HAAA!!” She cried, her head falling back and away from the passionate kiss. “I’m cumming…!! CUMMING!!”

Nicki’s tight pussy walls doubled down, gripping down, loosening, and gripping on and off in a mad dash to milk her man as her orgasm exploded throughout her body. Wetness trailed out of her in a steady stream, soaking Nate’s pelvis and the blanket below as her juices trickled down his inner thighs. She hugged his neck hard to her chest, pulling his face to her big breasts as the pleasure raged on and on.

“Look… look at how hard Nate’s fucking monster cock is making me cummmmmmm-” Nicki shouted with the last of her strength.

Even though her body went limp, Nate wasn’t done with her- he still had to finish. He was close, and it was going to be a big one. His cock was still frustrated over the edging from earlier, and that one facial wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Nate needed a deep, massive creampie if he wanted true relief- anything less wouldn’t do the job.

It took him another solid minute of savaging Nicki’s still-quivering pussy to get him there, but the second he did, he let out a mighty moan, and his balls blasted one hell of a load straight into his girlfriend’s womb. His stream was as powerful and plentiful as ever, flooding her past bursting until Nate’s thick semen was gushing out around his cock and trailing down his balls. This was it. This was exactly what he needed, and Nate sighed pleasantly the moment his lengthy climax ceased.

For a moment, they simply sat there on the couch doing nothing beyond relaxing in each other’s embrace, both totally satisfied, but Nicki eventually sat up from Nate’s cock and adopted her signature smirk.

“God. DAMN. Do you see this shit, girls?” Nicki asked, parting her cheeks to allow a rich stream of Nate’s cum to fall all over his momentarily deflated cock. “What did I tell you? Dude’s a monster.”

“I don’t know if I’d go that far…” Nate added humbly.

“Eh, I think we’ve presented enough solid evidence for them to draw their own conclusions. Great timing, though. It’s just about time for me to get ready for work. Any last words for the girls before we wrap this up?”

Nate paused, trying to think of something meaningful to say as opposed to the last time he was asked to address the audience. He failed to do so. What was he supposed to say after recording a sex tape of him fucking the brains out of his girlfriend?

There didn’t seem like a right answer, so he opted to just be himself.

“We did it, guys. I hope you all had as much fun watching this tutorial on how to fuck bratty gyaru pussy into submission as I did making it. Before you go, make sure you smash that like button, hit subscribe, and ring that notification bell if you want to stay current on-”

Nicki burst out into snort-filled laughter as she reached for her phone, saying, “Oh my god, you’re such a fucking loser,” before hitting the button to end the recording. “You could’ve capped off the hottest sex tape ever made with anything else, and that’s what you go with? Seriously, babe?”

“Nicki, I’m immensely perverted, but it’s of a more gentlemanly variety. I’m not the kind of douchebag who can look into a camera and tell a couple of girls I’ve never met some sleazy shit like ‘this could be you’ as my jizz flows out of you.”

“And yet the supposed gentleman has no problem calling me his little slut when it suits his fancy.”

“You call yourself a slut way more often than I do.”

“It’s a fun word,” Nicki shrugged, selected the video file, and sent it individually to her two friends so that she could talk to them each about it in private as opposed to the group chat she’d been dumping all the lewd pics. “And I am your little slut, so there. Sent.”

“I can’t believe we just did that…” Nate sighed, but it was clearly one of contentment.

“You told me filming stuff is in your Sex Note, so I figured why not cross it off?” She teased. “If you’re really into it, we could always do it again sometime.”

“I might take you up on that,” Nate admitted. “It was pretty amazing.”

“It was, wasn’t it?” Nicki smiled, leaned in, and gave him a sudden kiss before putting her lollipop back in her mouth and making for the stairs. “I’m hitting the shower, and I’m gonna take off as soon as I’m done and dressed, so you get to work, too, alright?”

“If I have to…” Nate grumbled and got back into his pants, still bemoaning the busy work he had to take care of.

“You do, and don’t forget to take a walk sometime tonight too while you’re are it!”

“Will do.” Nate summoned his resolve and followed her up the stairs, and edging aside, he was ultimately happy as could be over the morning he spent with his kinky editor and was filled with resolve to publish the fruit of their labor.

TrickiNicki: just got off work lmaooo how many times have u watched the vid

still can’t fucking believe we actually did that like omg I’m such a sluttttt

NEETSPEAK: I have watched the video many times. Also, I don’t think you’re a slut. Traditionally, sluts are loose and accrue many sexual partners over the course of their life. To my knowledge, you have only slept with Nate and are therefore not a slut.

TrickiNicki: babe we’ve been over this I wasn’t being literal

NEETSPEAK: Oh. Sorry.

TrickiNicki: its k, anyway, you liked the vid???

NEETSPEAK: Yes. It was very nice.

TrickiNicki: niiiiiiiice

did u cum lmao

NEETSPEAK: Yes. It was also very nice.

TrickiNicki: hot

wanna call and talk about the whole Nate thing?

NEETSPEAK: No. You know I don’t like calls and that they make me nervous.

TrickiNicki: fuck I keep forgetting, sry work ran me ragged today

NEETSPEAK: It’s okay. I wouldn’t know what to say about ‘the whole Nate thing’ that I haven’t already said, anyway. My feelings remain the same. We shouldn’t meet.

TrickiNicki: I rly don’t think it would go that bad as long as u explain urself

NEETSPEAK: He hates me. Why would it not go ‘that bad’?

TrickiNicki: bcuz he doesn’t hate u babe, I talked with him about it and yeah there’s some shit to work thru but a lot of it would clear up if you just talked to him and tell him what happened

NEETSPEAK: Did he explicitly say he does not hate me?

TrickiNicki: he doesn’t have to, I can tell

forget about him tho for a sec

NEETSPEAK: I’ve tried. Didn’t work.

TrickiNicki: …again, not being literal

NEETSPEAK: DAMN IT.

Sorry. Caps lock

Go on.

TrickiNicki: lol

I was just gonna ask in a perfect world where u could have anything u wanted, what would you wish for?

NEETSPEAK: For Nate to forgive me and for things to go back to the way they used to be. No. For them to be better than they used to. For him to treat me the same way he treats you.

TrickiNicki: including the stuff in the vid and pics?

NEETSPEAK: Yes.

TrickiNicki: now who’s the slut lmao he has a girlfriend u know /s

fr tho

this is what I’m sayinggggg

none of that will EVER happen if u don’t take some goddamn initiative and own up to everything

don’t you WANT to have your best friend back?

NEETSPEAK: You’re my best friend. He was something else entirely.

Wait, you probably weren’t being literal were you?

TrickiNicki: nice catch

NEETSPEAK: I have my moments.

Anyway.

Yes. I want Nate back. More than I’ve ever wanted anything, but I’m afraid. I’m really, really afraid. What if he hates me? What if he yells at me? What if I start crying? What if he starts crying? What if, what if, what if… sometimes I keep running the scenario over and over in my mind to the point where it stresses me so badly that I can’t sleep or eat or get out of bed or do anything but cry, really.

TrickiNicki: fuck

NEETSPEAK: Nicki.

Can I say something that might offend you?

TrickiNicki: uh, yeah go for it

NEETSPEAK: Sometimes I wish we never became friends. When I’m really depressed I start thinking that maybe I would’ve forgotten about him by now if it weren’t for you. I’m sorry. I don’t mean it because of anything you’ve done. You’re the best thing to happen to me since, well, Nate. But it’s true. Please don’t hate me.

TrickiNicki: babe I don’t hate you and neither does he

I get it, and I get what you’re saying. I just want to help clear things up between the two of u and thought the video might… idk, shake u up a little?

in a good way, like make you think twice about what ur missing out on

NEETSPEAK: It did. I’ve been a mess since I watched it. I watched it for two hours straight after I got home from work, doing nothing but masturbating while pretending it was me in the video or that I was there next to you or whatever. That’s where all this is coming from. Me saying I wish we weren’t friends, I mean.

TrickiNicki: so what, u think it’s better to stay as u are now, miserable and full of regret just because you’re scared he MIGHT hate u

instead of taking a chance and meeting up with him to tell him the truth???

NEETSPEAK: Yes.

No?

I really don’t know anymore.

It’s all so confusing, but I think you have a point. Things won’t get better unless I make them better, right? That’s what you’re saying?

TrickiNicki: yes, babe, that’s exactly what I’m saying

NEETSPEAK: Can I have a few days to think about all of this? I think I’m starting to see where you’re coming from but all it’s doing is making my head hurt. Once I’ve processed it all I might change my mind.

TrickiNicki: yeah of course silly there’s no rush

if it’s making u so conflicted I could stop sending u any pics we take if that’d help?

NEETSPEAK: Please don’t.

TrickiNicki: thought so lol

anyway I’m gonna let u go, I still have to talk to K and I’m tired af

NEETSPEAK: Okay. I’m going to go continue my rewatch of My Hero Academia, watch the video some more, and probably cry later.

TrickiNicki: yikes have fun with that

NEETSPEAK: I will. Thank you for being my friend.

(Page Break)

TrickiNicki: hey girl u busy

Killer K: Ye, at a tournament between matches. These west coast players ain’t shit tho, I can chat for a sec. Is this bout the vid?

TrickiNicki: yeah, u watch?

Killer K: Ye.

Crazy shit. You really weren’t fucking around, ig. I came like crazy back at the hotel, you slut.

TrickiNicki: guiltyyyy lmao

so what do u think

Killer K: As soon as I get back, sure. Why the fuck not?

TrickiNicki: HYPE HYPE HYPE

he’s gonna be so fucking excited like holy shit

Killer K: Just don’t get mad at me if I break the little white boy when I remind him who’s boss.

TrickiNicki: oh hey speaking of boy he thinks ur a dude lmao

Killer K: lol

Seriously?

TrickiNicki: yeah he brought you up and I was like uhhhhhh???

Killer K: Fucking dumbass lmao does explain some things tho

You know what? Keep it that way.