I rolled the dice and prayed. I really need a natural 20 or the next round would kill me, and with the rest of my team down I absolutely had to defeat this dragon.
I glanced at my friend, Brian. He was the Dungeon Master and we were at his apartment. He smiled at me, almost evilly. He had set this campaign up to be incredibly difficult on purpose, possibly due to his misogynistic tendencies.
I looked over at Mya, the newest member to the group. Jeff had brought her over, explaining that she loved the game and didn't have anyone to play with. She had done well, hadn't needed any assistance, but had rolled some very unlucky numbers.
She looked at me as I rolled, locking her eyes with mine. I found it difficult to look away from that light blue gaze.
Brian had not tried to hide his disdain for her. "You're too pretty to be into this." She really was, with dark hair and a beautiful face. Her figure was an exquisite hourglass, definitely not the type you'd imagine nerding it up with a D&D campaign. Brian had only gotten more and more irritable as the night weathered on, seeing that she actually did know what she was doing despite her appearance. When she had finally fallen in battle, shortly before this all-important roll of mine, he had laughed and spat sexist comments at her.
I definitely needed that natural 20.
Unable to look away from her gaze, I dropped the dice. I heard Brian groan, and she broke the spell by looking away to check the dice.
I glanced down and saw the number 20 staring up at me.
I laughed, a little nervously at first then gained momentum when Mya cheered for me. "Yeah!" she hollered.
I stood up and leaned over the table, poking Brian in the ribs. "Oh, that's right, Mr. Big Tough DM, like to pick on girls, huh?"
Brian glared at me then grabbed the dungeon grid we'd been playing with and tore it off the table causing figurines and character sheets to go flying everywhere. He growled at us then turned and walked out of the room.
"Everyone who is on her side can suck my cock and leave. Anyone who wants to play for real can stay for a new campaign," he said from the other room.
Every single person in the room grabbed their dice and books, stood up and headed towards his front door.
We exchanged farewells outside, with promises to get together sometime and figure out a new DM. I started walking down the block towards my house.
I heard footsteps jogging behind me and turned around. Mya caught up and took my hand in hers. "Thanks for standing up for me!"
"Yeah, sure," I said, glad that she appreciated my knightly efforts.
"Walk me home?" she asked.
"Where do you live?"
She pointed towards the direction I'd been going. "Two blocks that way."
"Okay, sure," I said. It was getting late; the sun had been down for hours. "It's right on the way to my place."
We walked in silence to her apartment building with her holding my hand in both of hers the entire way. When we got to the building she led me inside and up a flight of stairs to her door.
"This is my place," she said.
"Okay," I said, "have a good night!"
I turned to start walking back but she caught my hand. I turned to face her, wondering why she was stopping me from leaving and was thoroughly shocked when she kissed me.
I won't disclose on whether or not that was my first kiss, but I will say that I was quite inexperienced. Her lips pressed into mine, locking around my lower lip. It wasn't passionate and heavy, but not light and innocent, either. She continued to kiss me, running her tongue along my lip as though asking for entry.
I stood there, frozen, with no idea what I should do. My boner was saluting her about as high as it could go, I felt my pants shift around it as it rose. I prayed that she didn't notice but I knew she most likely would.
She let go of my hand and put her arm around the back of my neck. She put the other around my middle and pressed into me, grinding against me. I knew she had to notice and I felt so embarrassed, even though it was her fault I was so incredibly horny right then.
After a few more seconds she pulled away and smiled up at me. "Does my hero wish to come inside?"
"Oh, well, I... uh..."I stammered helplessly.
She laughed and turned around to unlock her door. I wondered if I should make an excuse to leave, but then she opened it and took my hand to lead me inside, then locked the door behind her.
The apartment was a studio. Tiny kitchen, Futon in a living room/bedroom area that contained a T.V., coffee table and not much else. It was clean; the Futon was already laid back with a cover, blanket and pillows on it.
"Have a seat," she said, gesturing towards the futon. "I just need to use the restroom for a second. Feel free to watch some T.V. if you want."
I nodded and made my way over to the futon. I sat down on the end of it. The T.V. remote was on the T.V. stand in front of me. I grabbed it and clicked the power button. I was pretty much immediately treated to a view of two naked women in the 69 position, the camera man angling around to get some shots of them licking each other and moaning.
My boner started throbbing and I felt that telltale pain that meant I needed to relieve myself quick or suffer the consequences. I heard a door shut and turned to see Mya leaving the bathroom. She was also entirely naked.
"Oh, I forgot what channel I left it on," she chuckled. "Well, I'm sure you don't mind, am I right?"
I just stared at her, my mouth wide open. Her body was incredible! Her breasts were the perfect size for my hands; her waist was trim and toned. Her hips had a beautiful curve to them, leading to long, shapely legs. She was fully shaven and had a slight tan with barely noticeable tan-lines around her breasts.
She walked over and straddled me, her breasts level with my face. I forced myself to look up and make eye contact with her, but she started kissing me. This time it was a little more aggressive, and she rocked back and forth rubbing her crotch against my boner.
"Do you want me?" she asked, breathily.
"Well, I..." I said, articulate as ever.
