Erin pulled the car into a strip mall, and parked in front of a shop with blacked out windows. The sign, in futuristic blue lettering read, “X-Pwn”.
“What is this place?” He asked, genuinely curious.
“Come on!”
They held hands and walked to the building, where Dave courteously opened the door for her. They were met with thumping bass music, which reverberated off of the walls decorated with gaming nostalgia from over 60 years of history. Everything from Atari joysticks to Nintendo Power Gloves, to circuit boards, posters and stickers lined the walls. On the big, open floor were arcade cabinets with ancient classics ranging from Pong and Pac Man, to Galaga and Space Invaders. The arcade ran back into the darkness, and as Erin led him through the maze, he saw couches with every conceivable console set up for players to enjoy.
Erin led him back, further into the depths of the place, until they reached a door, over which hung a sign stating, “No Noobs Allowed.” Erin winked at him and pushed open the door. She took them to a nearby counter, where she registered them as “Oddly Shaped Pear.” The attendant, a skinny goth kid with lanky black hair, handed her a card.
Together, they lounged on one of the couches, and watched as other teams fought deathmatches against each other and hordes of demons in one of Dave’s favorite games, “Hell Match.”
Finally, they were up. Erin handed an attendant her card, and they were placed side-by-side at a couple of terminals. This was old hat., to the two of them. They’d put in a lot of hours as an online team, but being here among a bunch of other gamers was a new experience. Erin grinned wildly at him as they took down their first team, and then a second, but the third proved a better challenge. Dave was taken out by a sniper, leaving Erin to fend off two opponents. They eventually brought her down in a pincer attack.
After the match, they hit the arcade cabinets, where Dave excelled in the retro games, taken back to his childhood. Erin was very touchy and affectionate, which proved his undoing on several occasions. She laughed and grinned wickedly, fully aware of what she was doing, but Dave couldn’t have cared less. He was in nerd heaven. Video games. Hot girl touching him all over. It was bliss.
They called it a night at the arcade and were soon back at Dave’s home. He flopped onto the couch, and Erin joined him, snuggling up against him, pulling a blanket tight around the two of them.
“Thank you,” Dave said, “You’re incredible.”
Erin beamed, and replied, “that was so much fun! Casey never wants to go gaming with me.”
“I’m up for it any time.” Dave said, and hesitantly put his around her.
“It’s ok,” she said softly, “Not a little girl, anymore, remember?”
“Remind me.” He said, cheekily, surprising himself.
Erin raised her eyebrows and said, “Bold, Dave.”
She tilted her head up and kissed him softly, lingering, and again with more pressure, parting her lips, her tongue snaking into his mouth. Dave let it happen, pushing away the hesitancy, the little nagging guilt that was slowly becoming a distant memory. They made out like a couple of horny kids, Dave trembling with excitement at the feeling of a woman’s lips against his. This was different from that kiss on the beach. That had been a moment of passion, yes, but not like this. This time, they were in a position to take it further, if he was willing. Erin caressed his chest with her hand, signaling that she was certainly willing.
“Take me upstairs,” She whispered.
Dave gulped and found himself standing, pulling her up with him by the hand. He dimmed the lights in the bedroom, closed the door, and turned to the bed. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of Erin, laying on her side in the loose top and jeans, her blonde hair spilling over one of the pillows as she lay on her side. Her curves were perfect. Her eyes caught the low light. That familiar, crooked smile played on her lips, which looked so wonderfully kissable.
“God, what a view.” He breathed, and Erin’s grin grew wider.
He joined her on the bed, and excitedly took up where they’d left off, kissing, letting his hands roam across her back, down her sides, feeling the heat of her skin beneath his fingertips, where her top left her belly bare. Erin mewled in appreciation of his touch, and returned it, sliding her hands under his shirt, nails raking lightly against his chest, her hot, trembling palms flattening to glide over his chest.
Her hands sank further, further, and came to rest on his crotch, massaging his hard cock through his jeans. He groaned into her mouth, sucking at her tongue. She undid his belt, snapped the button on his pants, unzipped it, and her fingers slid inside, lightly teasing his dick through his boxers.
Dave stopped, looked into her hungry gaze, and swallowed, saying, “It’s…been a long time since anyone…since…”
She put her finger to his lips, brushing them softly.
“Take your time,” She whispered back, “We have our whole lives. Right now, it’s enough just to be here, like this, with you. You know…” she hesitated, “it’s…well, I’ve never actually…done it.”
That caught Dave by surprise. When Casey had said that Erin was “saving it for him,” it hadn’t actually registered.
“I wanted it to be you,” Erin said, and kissed him lightly.
“Erin…”
“I…Dave…I love you.”
Dave wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him, and kissed her ear.
“You’re the most amazing woman, and I love you, too. You make me feel…alive.”
He felt wetness on his cheeks, and when he looked at her he saw small tears in her eyes.
“You make me feel the same,” She said, “Like I can do anything.”
“You can,” he said.
Erin wiped at her eyes, and collected herself. In a flash, her grin returned, and her eyes were smoldering.
“Anything?” She asked.
He nodded.
She gently pushed him onto his back, and when he blinked, she was on top of him, straddling his crotch. She peeled away her top, revealing the most marvelous set of breasts Dave had even seen. She wore a slinky, white bra, which pressed her big tits together so invitingly. Her hair was a wild dervish of gold across her shoulders, down her back, stray locks hanging over her eyes. She slid her body along his, and found his mouth again, locked her lips against his, and kissed.
She stroked his face with one hand, and whispered in his ear, “Can I make your cock hard?”
He swallowed, feeling hot, and said, “You already did.”
“Can I take it out? Can I stroke it, and suck it?”
“Oh, God…”
“I can be all yours, Dave,” She whispered, her warm hands against his skin, her hips rocking against his erection, “You can do anything you want with me. You can have me any way, any time, however you like. Doesn’t that sound nice?”
He nodded, dumbstruck.
“You can have my sexy mouth wrapped around your fat cock, anytime you want it,” She teased, “I’ll be your personal, blonde, little teenage, Barbie, fuckdoll,” she hissed, “and you can do anything to me.”
“Fuck…” Dave said, and felt his cock twitch against her rocking hips.
“Do you want your own, sexy, fuckable, teenage pussy toy, baby?”