The Date
Just a simple, shurt story i recently wrote. Boy meets Digi-girl and all ends in a very sexually explicit scene.
The Date
By me
Just a simple, shurt story i recently wrote. Boy meets Digi-girl and all ends in a very sexually explicit scene.
So this is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18.
But let me be frank, I am just a text on the internet, right?
How am I to stop you?
So go on and read.
You may wonder on how this happened? How did this otherworldly being end up here? How did I find her? How did we become friends? And more importantly, how did we became more than friends?
Maybe the writer will tell these stories some other time, if he manages to. Honestly, that guy is one hell of a lazy fella.
So it was a date. Damien wasn't sure how to grasp it yet, but this evening he was going out with his partner, Renamon.
On a Date!
He showered and picked his better clothes. On this occasion he realised, that he basically didn't have any good clothes.
He tried to look as good as possible, plain black jeans, a dark plain shirt and a leather jacket on top.
Good enough, had to be. He checked his hair again, a long, partly braided ponytail and sidecuts. The beard was tidy and cared for.
So he went for the living room and waited. No idea how long she would take.
He wondered what she would wear.
Renamon had waited for him to get out of their bedroom. She had showered before and took her time drying and grooming her fur. When Damien was finished she quickly teleported herself into the bedroom and spread everything she acquired for this occasion in the bed.
She was sure, Damien would be amazed.
Meanwhile he was watching TV. She took her time, something he accounted for, the table was reserved for an hour later, no need to hurry.
Then the door opened and she stood there.
Damiens eyes went wide and his jaw dropped a little, in the door she stood in a black, knee length dress with lace applications and a corset around her midriff. Her legs were clad in black leggings? No, a bit transparent, a panty hose?
"I am ready." She announced.
Damien was still speechless, it took him a moment until he managed to get a hold of himself again.
"You look amazing!" he said, with a hint too much elan. Where did she got all this from, he wondered .
They got into his car, a convertible, and made for the city. He had booked a table in a restaurant, it was not the most noble one, but it had the best food, in his opinion.
They arrived, he helped Rena out of the car. Some people were looking at them. Sure, it was still a strange and rare sight to see a human and a Digimon together like this, but he wasn't bothered too much. Just in case, on the other hand, he had booked a separé for them.
They were shown their table and the waitress took their orders for drinks. Rena chose a simple water, Damien was a bit more tempted. The restaurant offered mead, something he preferred over beer or wine, but he had time drive later.
"I can drive us home." Rena said, almost as if she read his thoughts, "Drink some if you like."
Damien was glad about this opportunity, and nodded.
A bit later there were a glass if water for her and a mead for him.
To eat they chose a mixed plate for two persons, with different meat, salads, potatoes, and so on.
They spent their meal talking and laughing. The food was superb and they even had a delicious dessert.
Later he paid the bill and they went back to the car.
She drove them, as planned. She had learned it by simply copying him. He knew of a lot of Digimon that learned to drive, luckily the bureaucrats had a hard time doing anything Digimon related and apparently they just did not yet have the time to decide how to handle driving Digimon. So it was a gray zone.
But Rena drove actually very well, that he could see, but something else caught his attention.
"Where are we going?" he could not recognise the streets.
"It's a surprise. You'll see." She answered with a playful grin.
So they drove on for a while and ended on a hill overlooking the city.
"So what is the surprise?" Damien asked, but Rena put her finger on his lips and came close. A long and intimate kiss began. Her lips found his and soon her tongue found her way into his mouth. She only let off of him to reach towards a lever on the seat. Damien felt himself get pushed back with his seat and the push of a button later the convertible roof disappeared, moving aside to reveal the clear sky and countless stars.
Rena smiled at him and graciously swung herself onto his lap. Her dress moved up a bit, revealing more of her legs and, not for the first time that evening he wondered what she was wearing underneath this black lacy dream.
She came in for a second kiss. Even longer this time. She pressed herself against him and he developed this nearly overwhelming need.
He wanted to undress her, fast, and kiss and lick every spot on her gracious body, but he didn't want to be too greedy, didn't want to scare her.
She on the other hand was only waiting for him to make his first move, but she saw soon that he was struggling, maybe a bit shy... or just way too decent. So she decided to help him a little.
She broke the kiss and looked at him seductively.
"Don't you want to know what I am wearing underneath?" She asked and Damien nodded after a short moment.
"Well for one..." She undid the top straps of her dress and slowly unveiled her soft breast, "nothing here." She giggled a bit an pressed herself on him again. Her chest close to his face, she had to smirk when she saw him blush. Slowly she leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "I'll let you explore further down."
As if on command, his hands moved down her back and came to rest on her behind. For a moment he only massaged and fondled her butt, but then he got bolder. He grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up.
Rena moaned softly, happy with his quick response and moved her tail aside, so he could see more.
What he saw made him drop his jaw.
He had been right about the panty hose, but underneath that he could see the back of black panties, with red floral patterns and red lace.
She giggled at his blushing face, "Oh the front will be much more of an eyesight." She said and leaned back a bit. She softly grabbed the hem of her dress and slowly and graciously pulled it up.
She was right. Underneath the transparent cloth of the panty hose he could see the black panties, the same lacy pattern, but there was more. He saw that the front was open, a gap between the sides all the way down between her legs. This was decorated with red ribbons. He gasped as he took a moment to take everything in.
Between her legs and only covered by the panty hose he could see lightish pink skin of her pussy. It was a bit wet, the panty hose was damp.
Damien wasn't sure if this was real, or just a dream, but here they were, under the starlit night sky.
Again she took the initiative, maybe he would grow bolder if she showed him just how much she wanted this.
She slid between his legs, slowly undoing his belt and pants. A visible bulge had build up, stretching the fabric and she was about to free his 'little friend'.
As she pulled his pants down, his cock rose high. She gasped as she saw it for the first time.
They had had their little making outs and over the clothes fun. She had felt his cock more than once press against her when they slept. But this was the first time she actually saw it.
She closed her mouth quickly, for some reason she feared she would drool otherwise.
She came closer, touching it, rubbing it. Until her nose touched his cock. He smelt mostly of his shower session, but she could make out another scent, maskulin and hot.
He looked at her, praying that if this was a dream he would never wake up. Her soft fingers wer gliding over his shafts. He moaned as she started to lick his tip. Her tongue was warm, soft and wet.
Soon she engulfed his manhood in her mouth, her lips closing around it just behind the tip. Carefully she licked around the tip, suckling on it, while her hands worked gently on his shafts and balls.
Slowly she took more if him with each time, while precum dribbled from his tip, which she greedily swallowed.
'Where did she learn this?' he wondered, 'and how can she do something that naughty and still look so innocent?'
She looked up at him, with blue eyes that reflected the star light. The sight was in a strange way extremely arousing, the innocence during this erotica act.
Damien was speechless, gasping and moaning, while his sexy partner worked on his cock.
Then she stopped. Damien looked at her surprised.
"Why did you..?"
She giggled. "I am sorry, love. But there's still the main course."
She stood up and knelt above his lap, lifting her skirt up. The damp spot had grown larger.
The sight had Damien speechless again, so Rena leaned toward him, whispering. "Come on. I'm all yours tonight."
He looked at her, still holding back. She knew that he was probably just trying to be decent... but that was not what she was after tonight.
"My love," She said to him in the most seductive voice she could. "I want you to fuck me."
His eyes went wide.
"Mate me, make me yours and fuck me like a bitch in heat!"
He didn't say any thing, he didn't need to, his hands spoke enough.
He grabbed her and pulled her closer. One hand found her chest, fondling her, the other one found its way between her legs.
She liked the way it turned out. She knew he was normally a modest and decent person and she loved that about him, but for this occasion she wanted his more intense side, and as she felt how his hands ripped her panty hose to clear the way she knew that she would get it.
Her panty hose was ripped open and her pussy only waiting for him. He pulled her closer to kiss her. He grabbed her hips and pressed his pelvis against her, his cock and her pussy now grinding against each other.
He felt her pussy lips rub against his shafts, spreading her fluids over his length. He lost interest in decency and let his instincts take over.
Damien lifted her up a bit and positioned himself at the wet entrance of her pussy. Rena bit her lips in anticipation.
Then he pulled her down. A loud gasp escaped her mouth as she was impaled on his cock, spreading her insides. They remained in this position for a moment, adjusting to each other, while kissing passionately.
After a short moment Damien started to thrust into her, making her jump a little and her breast jiggle each time.
Slowly he picked up the pace and trusted harder into her dripping wet pussy. His hands fondled her ass and Tits carefully, he realised her crotchless panty was open all they back to her tailhole and he just couldn't resist.
He lubed up a finger in her dripping juices and slowly pressed it into her tailhole. She gasped loud and looked at him, surprised for a second,.before he continued his thrusts and send her towards her blissful orgasm.
She moaned loud as the combined assault on both her pussy and tailhole drove her closer and closer to the edge. Every time he pushed into her, she could feel his tip push against her cervix, a perfect fit.
Damien added a second finger into her butt, spreading g her pucker even more. She had to admit that she knew of this kind of sex, but didn't really consider it up until now. But she was surprised at how good it felt and at the back of her head she secretly hoped he would thrust his hard cock into this hole aswell.
But he was getting close, even she could feel it. He thruster into her faster and with more power.
Finally, with one last push he grabbed her tight and she could feel his cock pulsating within her. She gasped loud and moaned softly as the sensation of his hot Cum spreading within her sent her over the edge.
Her body was shaking from the strong orgasm and her pussy tightened up, as if to milk Damien for every last drop and to never let him leave.
Exhausted the both of them leaned acknowledge into the seat. Both of them still trying to catch their breath they simply sat there, she still on his lap, with him still inside her.
Both of them loved this feeling, never wanted to get off. But soon she felt his cock go flaccid after completed work. She sighed, missing the full feeling already.
So after one more, deep and intimate kiss she got off his lap and sat back into the drivers seat. She tidied up her dress, hiding her body from sight again.
With a long sigh she leaned back and looked at him with her dreamy blue eyes.
"Mh... I can't wait to get home, my love." She said with a seductive smirk.
Damien had to smile himself, "Yes... hope you didn't plan on sleeping tonight."
To be continued...