<center><h1> A Date Night </h1></center>
<h3> //It's Friday Night, 1990 and one of the most eligible bachelor's in town has just asked you on a date. Prepare for a nice dinner, a lakeside view and maybe something else... if you want.//
//Rated: 18+//
//This game has an optional sex scene.//
[[Begin]]
</h3><h3> You stand in front of you mirror. You've been ready for the last thirty minutes but you're just making the finishing touches on your outfit for tonight. You could almost squeal from giddiness. You had won! All those __others__ who had tried to go out with him and you were the lucky one! This could be the beginning of something real. You had already pictured what you both would wear on your wedding day.
Speaking of...
What were you wearing tonight?
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* [[A metallic purple dress with puffy sleeves, a bubble skirt and huge bow as a belt]]
* [[A bright yellow blazer with a red polo shirt and white trousers]]
* [[Denim pants with a denim jacket that had dangling fringe]]
</h3><h3> Of course. You had gone out with your friends on Tuesday to Winchester to pick this out. You hope puffy sleeves never go out of style.
You once again checked your face to see that nothing was amiss. Your <<cycle '$skin' autoselect>>option 'white'<<option 'tan'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> skin was blemish-free, your <<cycle '$colour' autoselect>>option 'blond'<<option 'red'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> and <<cycle '$type' autoselect>>option 'short'<<option 'shoulder-length'>>option 'chest-length'<<option 'waist-length'>><</cycle>> hair was immaculate and your <<cycle '$eyes' autoselect>>option 'green'<<option 'blue'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> eyes looked happy.
This was going to be a great night. Just as you had finished putting on the finishing touches you heard a honk outside.
Oh my goodness, it was him!
[[Leave]]
</h3><h3> Of course. You had gone out with your friends on Tuesday to Winchester to pick this out. You hope denim everything is popular forever.
You once again checked your face to see that nothing was amiss. Your <<cycle '$skin' autoselect>>option 'white'<<option 'tan'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> skin was blemish-free, your <<cycle '$colour' autoselect>>option 'blond'<<option 'red'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> and <<cycle '$type' autoselect>>option 'short'<<option 'shoulder-length'>>option 'chest-length'<<option 'waist-length'>><</cycle>> hair was immaculate and your <<cycle '$eyes' autoselect>>option 'green'<<option 'blue'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> eyes looked happy.
This was going to be a great night. Just as you had finished putting on the finishing touches you heard a honk outside.
Oh my goodness, it was him!
[[Leave]]
</h3><h3> Of course. You had gone out with your friends on Tuesday to Winchester to pick this out. You hope shoulder-pads last forever.
You once again checked your face to see that nothing was amiss. Your <<cycle '$skin' autoselect>>option 'white'<<option 'tan'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> skin was blemish-free, your <<cycle '$colour' autoselect>>option 'blond'<<option 'red'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> and <<cycle '$type' autoselect>>option 'short'<<option 'shoulder-length'>>option 'chest-length'<<option 'waist-length'>><</cycle>> hair was immaculate and your <<cycle '$eyes' autoselect>>option 'green'<<option 'blue'>>option 'brown'<<option 'black'>><</cycle>> eyes looked happy.
This was going to be a great night. Just as you had finished putting on the finishing touches you heard a honk outside.
Oh my goodness, it was him!
[[Leave]]
</h3><h3> When you closed the door you were revealed to know he was driving his own car. You didn't want to share the night with the driver. Salvatore or as everyone calls him Sally Crown sits behind the wheel. Once he sees you walking down the front steps, he smiles and gets out of the car.
"Hello...
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</h3><h3> "Hello $name" Sally says as he runs to the other side of the car and opens the door for you. Before you slide in you smile at him and her mimics you, you notice a slight twinkle in his eyes.
He shuts the door and jogs to the other side of the car to get himself. The car is warm, it smells nice and he's playing a random pop station. "Do you want different music?" he asks you as he reaches for the knob.
"No it's ok" you say kindly.
He pulls out of your driveway. He smells nice, like a fireplace and you notice he's dressed in a black suit, a black tie and tight fitting button-up. When the streetlights shine on his face it takes your breath away, he looks gorgeous.
"So, I must confess I've been a little nervous for this" he says.
You smile sheepishly, the Sally Crown is nervous to go on a date with you? That can't be possible.
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* [["Why?"]]
* [["Me too."]]
* [["We could do something to fix that."]]
</h3><h3> "Why? You've been on hundreds on dates" you reply.
He chuckles at that, a big smile that makes your stomach flip "I wish I had. Maybe these nerves would go away. Althought I don't think anything could've helped me even if I had."
"Why do you say that?" you ask confused.
He takes his eyes the road for a moment to look at you. With a serious but gentle expression he says "because you're so breathtaking."
You blush and look away from him to calm yourself down. You can't believe this is happening. Are you dreaming?
You can tell he's still looking at you from your periphery. You wait a moment before looking at him again. He still has that same look on his face and he lightly places his hand over yours on your lap.
He curls his hand and firmly holds yours. You reciprocate and hope he can't hear your heartbeat fluttering like a bird.
[[Continue]]
</h3><h3> "Me too. It isn't easy not to be with the town's most sought after boy" you remark.
He smiles and shakes his head, your lungs feel like they've run out of air "believe me, you don't need to be. I promise I will be the perfect gentlemen."
"Hopefully not too gentlemanly" you whisper.
"What did you say?" he asks with innocent eyes.
Your eyes spring open "oh, nothing I just hope I look good."
He rubs your arm, wrapping his hand around your forearm. His hand feels heavy and warm. Without looking at you he says "you look like the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life."
You try to remain calm but you keep having to swallow to lubricate your dry throat. Hopefully he won't kiss you yet.
[[Continue]]
</h3><h3> "We could do something to fix that. To relieve... tension" you say in a sultry voice.
He makes a noise in his throat and his eyebrows lower down to his eyes "if that's want you want, I promise we'll eat dinner as fast as possible. I don't like to wait for desert."
You lick your lips "I don't either."
He smiles, a not-so-innocent smile that sends a shiver down your legs. "God, you're sexy" he whispers.
He says it breathlessly, like he's sayint it to himself not you. He says it like he can't wait to take your clothes off. To touch your bare skin.
Aprubtly he lays his hand on your knee and gently moves his fingers around to message it. It feels like he wants to move his hand higher and message something else.
[[Continue]]
</h3><h3> You arrive on Main Street, the most busiest section of town. Everything is here, movie theatre, shops, restaurants, the Hip-Hop study operated by a team of skeletons. Sally hadn't wanted to tell you where you were going. He wanted to surprise you, he had said.
When he expertly makes a U-turn on the street to park on the other side of the street you smile when you recognize immediately where he's taking you. Weeping Bertha's Italian restaurant.
He shuts off the engine, unbuckles his seatbelt and while you follow the same actions he has managed to already be at your door. With a pleasant smile extends his hand to you. You take it, you're surprised but the few callous you feel there. But otherwise his hand is warm and gentle.
As you walk towards the restuarant he doesn't let go of your hand, interlocking your fingers and squeezing softly.
He pushes the door open and you're immediately welcomed by the blue colour scheme of Bertha's restaurant. The light smell of salt wafts into your house.
Bertha is known to cry a lot. She never stops and it's so powerful that she can't even speak because the tears cascade over her mouth. No one knows why she cries nor when did it start but everyone knows she makes the best Chicken Alfredo in town. The tears just add flavour.
[[Sit Down]]
</h3><h3> The way the seating works here is that you just pick whatever table is available. And so you and Sally pick a nice little spot near the open window that looks into the flower garden behind the restaurant. Sally pulls out a chair for you and then sits across from you.
The sweet smell of gardenias mingles pleasantly with the sea-salt aroma of the place. The menus are always left in a little compartment under the table and so you and Sally begin to browse.
All the classics are here, with added tears on top. An extra tears will cost a dollar. You look up from your menu and see Sally with a scrunched face concentrating hard of the words in front of him. All of a sudden he smiles and says "they don't serve me here, you'll have to pick something else to eat."
You blush and he reaches over to take your hand in his. His thumb rubbing against yours.
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*[[Chicken Alfredo]]
*[[Spaghetti alla Carbonara]]
*[[Risotto]]
*[[Arancini]]
</h3><h3> The way ordering works here is that you yell from your table and somehow in the midst of all Bertha's crying.
At the same time you and Sally yell out "Chicken Alfredo."
You both look at each other and laugh. "Same tastes in food, I think this is going to be a great dead" he says with shining eyes.
He doesn't let go of your hand.
He looks down at your interwined hands and asks "what are you planning to do after graduation?"
Graduation was a few weeks away. You answer "I haven't really thought about it. Leaving town feels..."
"...strange, doesn't it?" he finishes.
You nod. "What are you going to do?"
His smile widens as he looks up "working for my father. Precisely, //under// him. It's all very exciting."
You smile at his excitement. The Crown's lumber business is what built this town. It could be your family business if you play your cards right.
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* [[Ask him about his family]]
* [[Ask him about his likes]]
* [[Ask about that girl that disappeared]]
* [[Ask about his dislikes]]
</h3><h3> The way ordering works here is that you yell from your table and somehow in the midst of all Bertha's crying.
At the same time you and Sally yell out "Spaghetti alla Carbonara."
You both look at each other and laugh. "Same tastes in food, I think this is going to be a great dead" he says with shining eyes.
He doesn't let go of your hand.
He looks down at your interwined hands and asks "what are you planning to do after graduation?"
Graduation was a few weeks away. You answer "I haven't really thought about it. Leaving town feels..."
"...strange, doesn't it?" he finishes.
You nod. "What are you going to do?"
His smile widens as he looks up "working for my father. Precisely, //under// him. It's all very exciting."
You smile at his excitement. The Crown's lumber business is what built this town. It could be your family business if you play your cards right.
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* [[Ask him about his family]]
* [[Ask him about his likes]]
* [[Ask about that girl that disappeared]]
* [[Ask about his dislikes]]
</h3><h3> The way ordering works here is that you yell from your table and somehow in the midst of all Bertha's crying.
At the same time you and Sally yell out "Risotto."
You both look at each other and laugh. "Same tastes in food, I think this is going to be a great dead" he says with shining eyes.
He doesn't let go of your hand.
He looks down at your interwined hands and asks "what are you planning to do after graduation?"
Graduation was a few weeks away. You answer "I haven't really thought about it. Leaving town feels..."
"...strange, doesn't it?" he finishes.
You nod. "What are you going to do?"
His smile widens as he looks up "working for my father. Precisely, //under// him. It's all very exciting."
You smile at his excitement. The Crown's lumber business is what built this town. It could be your family business if you play your cards right.
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* [[Ask him about his family]]
* [[Ask him about his likes]]
* [[Ask about that girl that disappeared]]
* [[Ask about his dislikes]]
</h3><h3> The way ordering works here is that you yell from your table and somehow in the midst of all Bertha's crying.
At the same time you and Sally yell out "Arancini."
You both look at each other and laugh. "Same tastes in food, I think this is going to be a great dead" he says with shining eyes.
He doesn't let go of your hand.
He looks down at your interwined hands and asks "what are you planning to do after graduation?"
Graduation was a few weeks away. You answer "I haven't really thought about it. Leaving town feels..."
"...strange, doesn't it?" he finishes.
You nod. "What are you going to do?"
His smile widens as he looks up "working for my father. Precisely, //under// him. It's all very exciting."
You smile at his excitement. The Crown's lumber business is what built this town. It could be your family business if you play your cards right.
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* [[Ask him about his family]]
* [[Ask him about his likes]]
* [[Ask about that girl that disappeared]]
* [[Ask about his dislikes]]
</h3><h3> "So... how are your parents doing? I only know them from a distance."
His expression doesn't change a bit "my father is doing great. He's my hero. Responsible, reliable, like always taking care of the family. And my mother... she's fine" his voice sounds awkward when he mentions his mother. You feel that's something he doesn't want to talk about.
"What about your siblings? You have three right?" you say, hopefully this is a safer topic.
His face lights up at this and he can't contain his grin as he grips your hand harder "yes, yes, three. Orla is with us in school, she's in ninth-grade. She so smart and productive. We're all very proud. Then there's Percy, he's still in elementary school. He has some stamina, the fastest runner in his class, he's a little diva, always wants the finest things."
You both smile at this. He speaks like a proud father.
"And then there's..." he stops himself and his mouth moves around a bit, it looks like he's trying decide what to say and swallows and looks deeply into your eyes "my youngest. Their still in elementary school too. They're very special. Very fragile and quiet, but also very smart and happy."
His voice changes when he talks about his youngest sibling. His voice sounds wistful, with a bit of sadness but beneath much adoration. "You must really love them" you say quietly.
He nods and smiles down at the table "with all my heart."
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* [[Ask him about his likes]]
* [[Ask about that girl that disappeared]]
* [[Ask about his dislikes]]
</h3><h3> "So, what do you like? Favourite movies? Music? Foods? Tv shows?"
He holds up a hand and chuckles "ok, ok, ok, slow down."
You bite your lip, embarassed. When you do that his eyes draw to your lips, his own lips rub against each other.
"i don't have much time to watch movies as I'd like but I did watch It's a Wonderful Life once and I've rewatched it every year around Christmas. My favourite type of music is Jazz I really like Louis Armstrong. My favourite foods..." he trails off as Bertha shuffles into view.
A weeping mess she lets out a few words that sound like a wailing cat and sets down the plates. She shuffles away, her body wracking with sobs.
The food looks very good, tasteful if not a bit wet. Sally waits with fork in hand as you dig your own fork in. He waits until you've had your first bite and then eats himself.
He finishes chewing before saying "I like this and I also like pizza, chicken wings, cottage cheese, salted crackers, brocolli bathed in cheese and gelato."
You nod as your mouth is too full to speak. He chews again for a moment before speaking again "I don't watch TV shows. Never really been interested, I usually find myself more enthralled in the news."
It seems very fitting, you smile. He has not let go of your hand this whole time.
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* [[Ask about that girl that disappeared]]
* [[Ask about his dislikes]]
</h3><h3> "Did you ever hear about that girl that went missing in December?" you ask between bites.
He nods and quickly swallows "I did. She was the daughter of Mr. Castelli, my father is a friend of his. Absolutely heartbreaking."
You assent your head "did anyone ever know anything more about what could've happened to her?"
He wipes his mouth with a napkin "not that I know of. They say she ran away. Either way I feel for her family, I could never imagine going through something like that."
You gulp down another bite of salty Italian food "so scary how someone can just vanish like that. Worse if you leave without at least telling your parents."
Sally gives you a sad smile and rubs your hand "some people just don't think and only act."
Sally is so responsible and kind. How could someone like him be single?
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* [[Ask about his dislikes]]
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<h3> You're nearly finished your plate and you look over to see that Sally is too.
"What about dislikes?"
He smiles and nods down at his food "I don't actually have plenty of those."
You trace his palm "what are the few you have?"
He watches the path of your finger with interest "irresponsibility, I can't stand when someone doesn't do their duty. Cowardice is another big one" he says with a smile.
You chuckle "any more?"
He thinks for a moment "...bad time management skills. It sounds like I'm applying for a job interview doesn't it?" he says jovially.
You share his contentment "just a bit."
You both quietly finish the last of your food.
Sally wipes his mouth and lays his fork on his plate. He waits patiently for you to finish chewing before yelling for the check.
Once he pays ― after he denies your help with the bill ― he extends his hand and together you leave Bertha's.
Once again he opens the car door for you and gently shuts it. He slides in and after the door shuts he asks "would you like to go to the lake?"
//Note: The 'Yes' option will lead to a sex scene.//
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* [[You say yes.]]
* [[You say no.]]
</h3><h3>"I'd love to" you say.
He smiles and swerves off the side walk.
The lake surrounds the town like a little island and even thought there isn't an official place to park most park on the grass at the edge of the lake. That's what Sally does, the shade of the trees cloak the car in darkness. The only light source being inside the car.
He sets the car to park and turns the music up a bit. You both don't say anything for a moment. Slowly, almost shy, he turns his head to look at you. You see something foreign in eyes so kind and innocent. A hunger. His eyes lower and his pupils are bigger than they should be.
His mouth opens slightly and a shallow breath comes out. He lets go of your hand and moves his it slowly across your thigh. His eyes still on you as his fingers creep between your legs.
You breathe deeply and slowly move your legs apart to give him more access. With ease he moves aside your clothing exposing your genitals to the warm air coming from the vents. You shiver as that coldness touches you there.
He gingerly touches your...
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*[[pussy]]
*[[cock]]
</h3><h3> You check your watch and a bit a panic spreads through your chest.
"I'm sorry. I can't. I promised my mother I'd be home early" you say almost ashamed.
Sally just smiles at that and holds your hand "it's ok, it still was a good night."
He drives you home just as he picked you up from it. He goes around the car and like he's done before, opens the door for you. You take his hand and you both walk to the front door.
You hesistate at the door and Sally takes your other hand to have you face him. With a kind look in his eyes, he leans in to kiss you.
You close your eyes as you feel his warm lips melt against yours. It's a sweet kiss. You can taste not only delicious food but his own taste. A taste inherent to him. And there you two are, kissing on your porch. He doesn't let his tongue enter your mouth as you feel he wants to. As quickly as it begins, so it ends.
When he leans away his face is flushed. He licks his lips and says breathlessly "goodnight $name."
"Goodnight Sally."
He watches you until you inside and close the door.
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Or... [[not.]]
</h3><h3> Two of his fingers begin rubbing your pussy. The rubbing is slow and you almost jump at how good it feels. He looks up from his fingers on you to your face. He watches with rapt attention the little whimpers that expel from your mouth.
He moves down from the hood of your cunt towards your little opening and makes tiny circles, the wetness secreting from your hole counting his fingers. "Oh god" you sigh as he begins moving faster. His fingers spread your juices all around your cunt and then without warning he moves his hand away.
You watch dazed as he brings his fingers to his mouth and licks slowly, savouring your taste. "Mmmm" he moans. He brings his fingers back to your pussy to resume his work, as he's rubbing quickly you grip the headrest behind you and start moaning audibly.
Suddenly he slips his middle finger in your opening and starts moving //in// and //out.// He's rubbing with one finger and fucking you with the other. Your legs clench and rise as the force of his finger rocks you back and forth. The sounds of your juices making obscene squelching noises in the car.
"Does that feel good baby?" he asks.
Open your mouth to speak but he inserts another finger inside of you. Both his fingers dig deep into your hole and now you're sliding forward and back in your seat, your sweaty thighs making it easy.
You can't even think. His fingers piston in your hole like he's hoping you'll gush all over his hand.
He fumbles with his own belt and with glazed eyes you watch as he takes out his cock and begins stroking it to the view of your fucking.
He strokes himself in time with his fingers, he moves up inside you and his hand slides up his cock, he presses in hard and his stroke goes down his shaft.
He quickly pulls his fingers out a noticeable 'pop' from your juices and uses his hand, covered in your wetness to stroke his cock. You watch as your juices coat his shaft, the sound of his rubbing gaining in sound as from tip to bottom his penis glistens with you. He rubs furiously as he other hand clenches the steering wheel.
"Shit" he whines as his face pinches. His clothing rustling as he squeezes himself.
He quickly lets go and slams the his hand against the window.
He turns to you with a hot look in his eyes "ride me, baby."
He lends you his sticky hand as you climb over and straddle him.
[[Ride]]
</h3><h3> With a surprisingly gentle grip he begins stroking your cock. The way in which he grips you, the movement of his hand feels so good you almost cover your mouth. He looks up from his hands on you to your face. He watches with rapt attention the little grunts that expel from your mouth.
While his hand works your shaft, he uses the other one to fondle your balls, messaging them between his fingers like jewels. As he runs his hands over your tip, precum smears his hand. "Oh god" you sigh as he works you. He spreads as much of it as he can around your tip and then without warning he moves his hand away.
A dazed expression on your face you watch as he brings his fingers to his mouth licks slowly, savouring your taste. "Mmmm" he moans. He begins his hand back to your cock to resume his work, as he's stroking quickly you grip the headrest behind you and start grunting audibly.
Suddenly he uses moves his other hand from your balls to the opening of your asshole and starts moving //in// and //out.// He's stroking one one and fucking you with the other. Your lengs clench and rise as the force of his finger rocks you back and forth. The sounds of his wet finger entering you making obscene squelching noises in the car.
"Does that feel good baby?" he asks.
Open your mouth to speak but he inserts another finger inside of you. Both his fingers dig deep into your hole and now you're sliding forward and back in your seat, your sweaty thighs making it easy.
You can't even think. His fingers piston in your hole like he's hoping you'll gush all over his hand.
He stops stroking with his other hand and fumbles with his own belt and with glazed eyes you watch as he takes out his cock and begins stroking it to the view of your fucking.
He strokes himself in time with his fingers, he moves up inside you and his hand slides up his cock, he presses in hard and his stroke goes down his shaft.
He quickly pulls his fingers out a noticeable 'pop' from his lubricated fingers and uses both hands, covered in your wetness to stroke his cock. You watch as your juices coat his shaft, the sound of his rubbing gaining in sound as from tip to bottom his penis glistens with you. He rubs furiously as he other hand clenches the steering wheel.
"Shit" he whines as his face pinches. His clothing rustling as he squeezes himself.
He quickly lets go and slams the his hand against the window.
He turns to you with a hot look in his eyes "ride me, baby."
He lends you his sticky hands as you climb over and straddle him.
[[Ride]]
</h3><h3> He grabs his cock and with a hand on your hip he slowly eases you down. You flinch as he stretches your little hole and he stops lowering you. You make eye contact, his heated and dazy gaze burning a heat in the pit of your stomach.
You move your hips around to open yourself up to him. He tries to make you take more of him again and slowly but surely your ass lays on his thighs. He fills you up, you wonder if he'll burst you when he cums.
He waits a view seconds to let you adjust yourself to his cock, and when he's sure you are, he grips the other side of your waist and begins jerking his hips upwards, sliding into you.
Your mingled fluids make for easy fucking and you grab onto his shoulders as you move your hips in time with his. Your hole feels hot as his cock slides so seamlessly in it, hitting it as deep as he can and sliding back only slightly before digging back inside of you as if he wanted to impale you.
The seat squeaks with the movement of your bodies and you shallow warmth breaths intermingle in the inches between you, both of you consuming the air the other expels.
Your head grazes the top of the car over and over and the sweat rolls so pleasantly down your face along with the wet area behind your knees. The drops of sweat on your thighs drop down to land on genitals and then keep going to land on him. This place becoming a mix of sexual fliuds, sweat and spit.
His hip buck steady, his penetration of you being a calm, sure and hot thing seeking for that cliff into which it will gladly throw itself over into the milky foam below.
You don't know how long you fuck in his car, how long your legs push your hole up and down his shaft but it doesn't feel long before you get that intense pressure between your legs. That pressure that makes your legs lock and that same pressure that makes Sally groan in a broken cry and dig his fingers into your hips, his own hips picking up speed.
Your fingers tighten on his shoudler, gripping the fabric for dear as you bite your lip before a heated scream comes bursting out. You feel your cum shoot out from inside you and coat his still moving cock. Your thighs tense and untense as all the strength goes out from hips.
You barely note when Sally cums. All you hear in your hazy bliss is a curse, a slamming of hard cock inside you once more and a wetness coat your hole as he lays his head against your chest and harshly breaths in and out.
You both stay like that. His cock still wetting your insides and you relaxing against him, the only sound in the car is your shallow breathing.
[[Clean up your mess]]
</h3><h3> After a few minutes of leaning on each other in utter exhaustion, chests rising and falling, secretions of orgasmic fluid running down your legs, Sally without looking grabs a few tissues from somewhere below the still playing radio. He wipes your thighs, then quickly and efficently your genitals. You let out a tiny moan when the tissue swipes against your tender flesh.
He quickly wipes himself down and you swing yourself back over to the passanger seat that is still a bit wet. In silence both of you adjust your clothing and fixing your hair. Once your done you turn to look at Sally who still seems a bit flushed. He huffs and smiles before laying his hand palm up. You curl your hand atop his and you both wait until your hearts have calmed down.
"Ready to go home?" he asks softly.
You nod and he places the car in reverse. The drive home is peaceful, Sally not in a hurry to get you home and you not wishing him to either.
Once the headlights lighten upon the front og your house he places the car in park, turns off the engine, the lights and goes around the car and like he's done before, opens the door for you. You take his hand and you both walk to the front door.
You hesistate at the door and Sally takes your other hand to have you face him. With a kind look in his eyes, he leans in to kiss you.
You close your eyes as you feel his warm lips melt against yours. He slips his tongue into your mouth.. You can taste not only delicious food but his own taste. A taste inherent to him. And there you two are, kissing on your porch. He massages the top of your tongue with his.. As quickly as it begins, so it ends.
When he leans away his face is flushed. He licks his lips and says breathlessly "goodnight $name."
"Goodnight Sally."
He watches you until you inside and close the door.
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Or... [[not.]]
</h3>//This is a short game set in the world of We Wretched Creatures. It can be cannon if you so wish. Reader discretion is advised.//<h3> Love is so strange. It can dull our senses. Make us think that nothing bad will ever happen to us again. You, $name Smith were so bubbly and unaware of anything as you got yourself ready for bed.
You brushed your tongue with a grin that made it difficult. You threw off your clothes and slipped into your comfortable pajamas.
You switched off the ceiling light and slipped under your covers. You went to sleep with a calm mind and a racing heart at the prospect of going to school on Monday.
Oh how you were, truly a pity, as in a couple of hours you'd be dead.
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