The Author Here. Just wanted to let you guys and gals know that I own nothing but my ideas and original characters. Everything else is owned by their respective owners. Also, I wanted to inform you guys that I had this chapter written out, then had to go back to add in some details to make it fit with the story of the chapter. I made sure it flowed better, but there may be some inconsistencies. I have something in mind for one possible inconsistency in this chapter coming up later in the story. If there are any others, just let me know. Otherwise, please continue to enjoy this rom-com dating adventure story.
Chapter 2: Blanc's Dating Adventure
Upon returning to Lowee, Ram and Rom are immediately sent to their room, not that they needed any order to do so; Rom, who was already tired when they left Planeptune, is practically out on her feet, and Ram fell asleep in the limo out of sheer boredom. They even elect to skip the bedtime story, feeling that tired. Which works out perfectly for Blanc. After making sure that her sisters are settled in, and after watching them sleep for a while, Blanc closes their door and makes her way over to her room. Once she shuts the door, she gets completely naked and stands in front of her mirror.
Well, I might not have big boobs like Vert does, but I still have my womanly charms. Besides, people like petite women. I'm just overthinking this. I need to stop being so self-conscious about my body. Even if my looks aren't a perfect 10, I have other qualities as well. Besides my anger, which I'll definitely need to work on controlling, I'm good at organizing, I am good at commanding people, and I'm the leader everyone relies on.
A tear slowly rolls down Blanc's face.
Those qualities are good, but that might scare people away. Not to mention the fact that I'm practically raising my sisters single handedly might be a turn off as well. God, I really am pathetic, aren't I?
Wiping her tear away, Blanc puts on her nightgown and lays down in her bed. As she drifts off to sleep, she dreams that she's in a fruit market, surrounded by her friends and their husbands. Rom and Ram are with boys their age, arm-in-arm with them. Blanc picks up the apple in front of her and to her surprise, she sees a wedding ring on her finger. Quickly looking around, she sees a man in his early 20s looking at her with a look she has never seen before. It's one of pure love and affection. He walks up to her and kisses her full on the lips, and the feeling of the lip-to-lip contact is indescribable to her. She wouldn't trade this feeling for the world. Blanc wraps her arms around the man and deepens the kiss. Suddenly, Blanc and this man are in her bed, and his lips are going from her neck downwards. When he gets to her boobs, she looks embarrassed, but he looks at her for a second with a hungry look in his eyes. A moment later, she feels an immense heat coming from her core as his lips kiss her boobs and then her nipples. He takes his time with her, kissing one boob, then the other. After a while, his lips move down to her forbidden place. He sticks his tongue in her, licking her in all the right places, causing her to explode. Quick as a flash, she's on top of him, her pussy mere inches away from his gigantic cock. He looks at her with tender eyes, and she takes the plunge, sticking him inside herself. She moans in pain. After a few seconds, the pain is gone, and she moves her hips, bouncing on him, slowly at first. Once she gets the hang of it, she bounces faster, enjoying her pussy being pounded. Far too soon, she explodes into another orgasm. This intense orgasm wakes Blanc up from her dream with a start.
Looking around, Blanc notices the light shining through her curtains and realizes it's the next morning. The next thing she notices is that her nightgown is soaked near her lower region. Quickly getting out of bed, she makes her way to her private bathroom, and rips off her nightgown, tossing it into her clothes hamper. Looking down, she sees that she is still wet down there. She sits on the toilet and answers the call of nature. She then walks over to the bath and fills up the tub with bath salt and bubbles. Getting into the nice warm water, she soaks in the tub, trying to relax her body.
Man, that was one intense dream. I was married! Me! I never would have thought that would happen, even in my dreams. And that feeling of sex, there's just no words. I need to experience that in the real world. Even just once would be enough.
Her hands subconsciously move to her pussy, and she begins to rub it. Letting out a little moan, she continues her strokes, getting into a rhythm. Her hands move faster and faster, working their magic, edging her closer and closer to her orgasm. Finally, she explodes, letting out a little scream of pure pleasure. Not fully satisfied with just one orgasm, she continues to finger herself with one hand while she grabs her boob with the other, playing with it. Shaking wildly, she lets out another scream, as another orgasm hits. She continues masturbating in this fashion for over an hour, hitting orgasm after orgasm, until she is completely out of breath and exhausted. By this time, the water in her tub has gone cold, and her staff have become a little concerned, just not enough to intervene yet. Blanc lets her body come down from cloud nine for another half hour before she drains the tubs and refills it with more hot water. Another half hour later, she is clean and is back in control of her body.
Wow. I don't know what came over me. I haven't masturbated like that, well, ever, not even in my teenage years. As it stands, I barely have time to masturbate as it is. Maybe that's why. Between my lack of normal masturbation and my sex dream, my body just needed to explode. Still, I can't believe I did that for that long. I can only hope actual sex last that long.
Looking in the bathroom mirror, Blanc sees that her face is flushed, and that her body is a little pale. In addition, her pussy looks very pink, almost red, like it was rubbed raw. She can also see that she is smiling a smile that never embraced her face before. The smile can be described as smiling like an idiot, but for some reason, she feels more confident than normal and doesn't feel self-conscious.
Guess that dream gave me confidence. I don't feel like berating myself today. I think I actually look good today. Well, maybe a little pale, but that's nothing a little makeup can't fix. I can do this!
Blanc brushes her teeth. Making her way to her room, she stops in front of her dresser, silently debating what to wear. She decides to go with fancy clothes, putting on a white bra and panties combo, along with the dress she had on when they all signed that peace treaty.
Hum, should I wear a pair of jeans with this? It might be too restricting to walk all over the place with a dress and jeans. Especially if it's hot outside. That said, would it be too slutty to walk in just this without some pants on? Or would men find me more sexy in just a dress? Hum. Decisions, Decisions.
Blanc decides against wearing pants, figuring that if her end goal is to snag a man, that she should be as sexy as possible. She decides against bringing a purse as well, figuring that would just be too cumbersome to carry around. Her dress has pockets anyways. She then calls in her staff, so they can do her hair and makeup. Her staff give her a long look before shrugging. Blanc looks down, a little embarrassed by how loud her screams were and how much of a scene she made. Sitting in her makeup chair, she closes her eyes, and her staff gets to work. They put a little eyeliner on her and a little blush, and a touch of mascara too. Once the makeup is applied, they get to work on her hair. They decide that a bun would match the outfit well. When that is done, her staff hand her a pair of diamond earrings and a blue marble bracelet. Putting her earrings on and the bracelet, she looks in the mirror and what she sees takes her breath away.
"That…That's really me?"
One of her staff, John, says, "You look beautiful Goddess Blanc."
Blanc turns to him and says, "Thank you John. You know, if you weren't swinging on the other side of the plate, I'd actually think about dating you."
John smiles, bows, and makes his way out of the room, the rest of the staff following suit. As they leave, Rom and Ram enter the room. They take one look at Blanc and gasp.
"Blanc, is that really you?" asks Ram.
Blanc turns towards her sisters with a blush on her face.
"Wow, Blanc, you look beautiful" says Rom.
Blanc, on the verge of tears, says, "Thank you Rom."
"Ah, don't cry Blanc, you'll ruin your makeup" says Ram.
Holding back her tears, Blanc rushes over to Rom and Ram and gives them a hug, surprising them greatly. Rom and Ram look at each other confused while hugging Blanc back. After a full minute, Blanc breaks the hug.
Clearing her throat, Blanc says, "As I'm sure you've put together by now, I'm going to be hitting the town today to enact the plan we all discussed yesterday. While I am gone, you two are in charge. If there is an emergency, I want you to call me. Otherwise, I want you two to handle the day-to-day business around here. This will be going on until I am at least in a steady relationship with someone. Think of this as practice for when I step down or somehow die. Oh, and while you may read my books, you are not allowed to look at porn or have sex, per our understanding. You may have boy friends over, but kissing is all the physical contact I want you to have with them. Holding hands and hugging are okay too. I will be having the staff help you in your duties and keeping an eye on you, so do me a favor and be good okay. Oh, and cool it on the pranks. It's unbecoming of future leaders, even if you are just kids."
Rom and Ram look at each other, sigh, then look at Blanc and nod.
"Okay, we understand. Take over your duties, no porn or sex, and boys are allowed over within reason. And minimize the pranks. I think we can handle that" says Ram.
"That's right. You can count on us" says Rom.
Blanc smiles.
"Okay, I'll be going now. And when I get back, we are having that sex talk. I don't know what the internet or Vert taught you, but I'll be straightening you out about all of it. And I promise you, it will be embarrassing."
Rom and Ram blush. Laughing, Blanc gives them one last hug, grabs her phone, wallet (including some cash, her credit card, and ID [not that she ever needed it]), and some spare makeup (in case a touchup is needed) before leaving the room. Blanc gives instructions to the guards and staff before leaving the Basilicom.
Okay, where would be the best place to go? I don't want to go to the bar, and the casino is out. After all, how would it look if Lowee's leader got plastered or was caught gambling, especially in the middle of the day? Not good I would presume. Maybe I should ask Neptune?
Blanc shakes her head.
On second thought, knowing her, she's probably getting laid, or recovering from getting laid at any rate.
In Planeptune's Basilicom, in a certain bedroom, Neptune is currently tied up, nipple clamps on her, getting whipped by Ashley while orally pleasing Chad, loving every second of the sexual situation.
Back with Blanc, she continues walking down the street when her eyes spot a boxing class through a window. Currently, in the ring is a tall, semi-handsome teenage man holding some padding. On the other side of the ring is a 10-year-old female, holding some boxing gloves. Blanc realizes that the teen is the trainer and is training some children. Blanc smiles before continuing her walk.
That trainer was kind of handsome, but he's too young for me. It makes me happy that the youth of today are being trained well though and taking an interest in combat spots.
The next thing Blanc spots is a fruit market. Remembering her dream, Blanc steps into the place. Unfortunately for her, all she sees are some senior citizens. Blanc's stomach growls, and she realizes that she hasn't had breakfast yet. She grabs an apple and heads into the line. The people around her are gossiping, wonder why their CPU is dressed all fancy and buying her own food. She gets a weird feeling in her stomach but ignores it. She pays for her apple, then gives the store a million credits for their customers to use for the day. She feels her power grow slightly as her citizens rejoice. She smiles at first, then frowns.
That was a lot of charity I just did. But while my shares went up, it didn't go up as much as I thought it would. *sigh* I guess I have no choice but to follow through on the plan. I just wish I knew what was draining the shares so much. And I hope I didn't just start a riot with giving out that much free food. Only time will tell I suppose.
Quickly eating her apple, she continues to walk. She walks all the way to Super Nintend-Land. Glancing over at the theme park, she sighs, shakes her head, and makes a U-turn back to town.
I know I was exhausted, but I should have saved Rom and Ram earlier than I did. I know they're tough, but they couldn't even transform at the time. It's unacceptable that I messed up so badly.
Without paying attention to where she is going, she slams into a sign near the edge of the sidewalk.
"Ow, that hurt. What moron put this sign here?"
Blanc looks at the sign, pissed. After noticing that it is a sign for dance lessons, she marches into the nearby building, fully intending to put the idiot who put the sign there in their place. However, she stops in her tracks when she looks at the 5 different male dance instructors, each one teaching a different age group of students. She looks at the one teaching the 5-10 years old aged students. He is a muscular man in his mid-twenties, with a full beard and military-style haircut. He has a 'young kids are a handful' look on his face.
He's definitely good looking, but I don't like the beard he's got, and he doesn't seem that fond of children.
Her eyes then go towards the instructor teaching the 60 and older crowd. He is a man in his early 40s, with a mustache and glasses. He's a little out of shape but seems to be teaching the class well and is very friendly.
He seems friendly enough, but he's a little out of shape, and a little too old for me. Plus, I'm not sure he could produce strong children.
Her eyes next land on the instructor teaching the 18 to 25 demographic. He's a man in his early 50s, with a balding head and full beard and mustache. He is currently wearing a scowl on his face.
Definitely not. If looks can kill… He definitely has a scary disposition. I think the only one with enough anger to take him in a fight would be me…or a pissed off Uni. Man, she was on fire yesterday. I'm actually a little proud.
Somewhere in Lastation, Uni sneezes.
"Geez Uni, that was one hell of a sneeze. You okay?" asks Noire.
Uni nods and says, "Hope I'm not getting sick."
Noire teases her and says, "Maybe your future lover is talking about you right now."
Uni groans and blushes.
It's not even my chapter, and I still can't catch a break from the embarrassment. Damn you author.
Back with Blanc, her eyes glance at the instructor teaching the 26-59 years old students. He is a clean-shaven man in his early 30s with glasses. He is in shape and is being nice to his students. However, when Blanc gets a closer look, she realizes that his eyes are glossed over.
He's so a stoner. That's too bad. I would have been interested in him. But I can't have my future husband and father to my kids taking that kind of stuff. At least not until their older. Plus, what would Rom and Ram think?
Finally, she turns her attention to the instructor teaching the 11-18 demographic. She has to painfully stop herself from having another orgasm after looking at him. He is a man in his late 20s, with the best-looking beard and mustache combo she's ever seen. He has his hair in a short ponytail and is currently smiling. Her eyes go from his handsome face to his shoulders and arms, which are wide and built. Her eyes moving downwards, she can see that he has a 6, no, 8-pack on him. She blushes as her eyes go towards his lower region and she lets out a little wetness at the thought of what he must be packing down there. Finally, she glances at his legs, which are just as muscular as the rest of his body. Tearing her eyes away from his body before she explodes into another orgasm and ruins her dress, she quietly observes him for a while. With a smile on his face, he happily dances with a 12-year-old student, showing her how to do the macarena, then the salsa. He then teaches a male student the same moves, and pairs the two students up, so they can dance together, which they do so with a blush on their faces. He does this with the rest of the class, and soon all the boys and girls are paired up. She can tell that the boys are happy but nervous, and the girls are over the moon and elated. 15 minutes later, the class ends. Some of the teenage dancers take some of the kids home, siblings she assumes, while some of the other kids go with their parents. Some of the teens walk off together to go to the mall and other places, leaving that dance studio empty. Blanc approaches the instructor.
Man, holding back my orgasm is painful. Now I know why men always say getting blue-balled sucks. I'll have to be careful not to do that to anyone. Nobody should have to suffer that kind of pain.
The instructor notices Blanc approaching him, and his eyes go wide. With a nervous smile, he bows for a moment before standing back up straight.
"Good day to you, Goddess Blanc. It's rare to see you out in public, especially not in your transformed state. My name is Adam. It's a pleasure to meet you. How may I help you today?"
Before Blanc can think, she says, "Have sex with me."
Adam jumps, not expecting to hear that. He exclaims, "What did you just say?!"
Blanc pauses, jumps, puts her hands over her mouth, and blushes scarlet.
Oh my god! Please tell me I didn't just say that out loud! What the hell was I thinking?! Okay, calm down. How the hell do I salvage this? He's going to think I'm some kind of slut. I just want to talk to him, dammit!
Adam and Blanc are both freaking out. Knowing that she has to say something, Blanc says, "I think you're sexy and probably hung like a horse and I want you so freaking badly."
Oh my god. What the hell is wrong with me? I did it again. Ahhh!
Adam, freaking out, slowly backs away from Blanc. Blanc's eyes go wide, and she grabs his hand.
"Please don't go."
Adam looks at an invisible watch on his hand and says, "I'm sorry, I'm late for a meeting with the other instructors. I got to go. See you."
Adam runs out of the room. Blanc watches him go, unshed tears in her eyes. She leaves the dance studio, mild depression filling her.
That was my perfect chance to ask somebody out on a date who would have been everything I would have wanted. Instead, my body took over and I scared him off. I really am pathetic. Why am I so bad at this? Maybe it's not Noire that will end up alone, maybe it's me.
Sitting on a nearby bench, Blanc lets out some of her tears before full on crying, unable to hold back anymore. A few minutes later, she sees a tissue being held out for her through her tears. Confused, she takes and uses the tissue, then turns her head. She sees a man in his early 30s, with a buzz cut and a messy beard and mustache combo. He is muscular in places and slightly overweight in others. He is looking at her with concern.
"Are you Goddess Blanc?"
Blanc nods.
"Wow, I almost didn't recognize you with that dress on. You look so beautiful."
He shakes his head.
"What the hell am I saying? I should be asking if you're alright! Are you alright? What happened?"
Blanc looks at the man with a blank stare for over a minute. Finally, she calms down enough to speak.
"Nothing you need to concern yourself with. Now, who the hell are you?"
The man gives a facepalm and says, "I'm so stupid. My name is Steve, owner of Numbskulls, a nearby Italian-American restaurant. I don't mean to be forward, but perhaps you'd like to stop by. You seem like you're having a bad day, and this might cheer you up."
Blanc looks at Steve and thinks for a moment.
He's not the best looking, and he's not the strongest looking, but he seems like he generally wants to cheer me up. I don't know why, but I want to give him a chance. Maybe I should spend some time with him.
Blanc looks down at Steve's hands, and doesn't see an engagement or wedding ring on them. She gives Steve a grateful smile.
"Thank you, Steve. I would really appreciate it if you were to take me to your restaurant."
Steve smiles and says, "Absolutely."
Blanc gets up off the bench before catching her reflection in a nearby street sign.
"Before we go, let me fix myself up a little."
Taking some things out of her dress pocket, she reapplies her makeup.
Wow, I didn't think I'd actually have to use this. It's a good thing I'm almost always prepared. I know it's not as good as it was before, but it can't be helped. Not that I think Steve cares. He said I was beautiful even when I was crying. I hope that doesn't mean he's a sadist that gets off on women crying. Although, I'm not getting that vibe from him. That's a good start.
After fixing her makeup, she begins following Steve to Numbskulls.
"So, Lady Blanc, I must ask, what's the special occasion?"
Blanc takes a moment to process the question before replying, "I just felt like I should be among the public today. There's not really a special occasion."
Steve looks at Blanc and says, "I see. I'm really not sure why you'd be so upset then, but it's really none of my business. I just hope you feel better."
Blanc nods and says, "I hope so too."
They walk in silence for about 10 minutes before they arrive at the restaurant. Steve leads Blanc over to one of the tables reserved for VIP guests and says, "I'll be right back. Got to give some orders to the guys and gals in the back."
Blanc nods and waits. True to his word, less than 2 minutes later, Steve joins her at the table.
"I hope you don't mind, but I told them to make you the house special. I also told them to give you a little extra portion and a special dessert. It's not often we serve VIPs. I never thought we'd get the chance to serve our Nation's Goddess, so we better put our best foot forward."
Blanc smiles.
"I see. Thank you, Steve. You have no idea how much I appreciate that."
Blanc takes a deep breath.
Okay, here's your chance. Just be nice and try to get to know him. It's like Neptune said, "Tell the guy what he wants to hear, be nice to him, take an interest in his interests, and make it clear that sex is never off the table". Just don't fuck it up like last time.
Clearing her throat, but still feeling nervous, Blanc asks, "So Steve, how long have you had this restaurant?"
Steve smiles and says, "10 years. I've always had an interest in food. My mom is a doctor, and my dad is a businessman. They are always so serious about their work. Me, I was always more interested in the arts - painting, writing, sculpting. I just had that creative spark. I've always loved food, and one day it just clicked. I could use my artistic touch in the kitchen and make all kinds of dishes. My dad helped me set up the restaurant, and my mom helped me make the dishes as healthy as they could be. The name Numbskulls is a joke name because my family is anything but that. Plus, if people can't see the irony, then they're the numbskulls."
Blanc looks at Steve for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. She continues to laugh for a full minute, much to Steve's confusion then his concern.
Wiping tears from her eyes, she thinks to herself.
I didn't mean to seem insulting, but that is just too funny. I seriously needed that after what just happened at the dance studio.
Catching her breath, she says to Steve, "I'm sorry. I don't mean to come off as rude. It's just that what you said is the funniest thing I've heard all day. I really needed a good laugh today."
Steve looks at her with concern, then understanding. He gives her a smile.
"I'm glad I could make you laugh and cheer you up a little."
Blanc nods.
So, he said he's into creative stuff. I wonder what he would think if I told him that I write romantic adventure novels. I suppose I'll never know until I put myself out there and tell him. Here goes everything.
"S-So Steve, you said you were into the creative arts, right? I just so happen to be as well. I've written several books, and even won the 'best young author' award for one of them. I-If you don't mind, I could show you once we're done here."
Steve looks at Blanc with a surprised look. Not just at what she said, but at her nervousness.
I've never seen our Goddess nervous. It's a little unsettling. What's going on? What is she not telling me? And did she just say that she was a writer? AN AWARD-WINNING WRITER?!
Blanc is getting nervous herself by the look on Steve's face.
Oh No! Did I say something bad again? I'm not going to scare him off too, am I? Dammit Blanc!
"Steve. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said-"
Steve shakes his head so fast Blanc is sure it is going to fall off.
"No, No! You have nothing to apologize for. I was just a bit surprised. I've never heard of you being nervous before, much less that you're an award-winning writer."
Blanc blushes at that revelation.
"I know. I'm not acting like myself, am I? Truth be told, I'm out on the town to find myself a boyfriend, one that I could fall in love with and marry. I can't share too many details, you never know who's listening after all, but I can tell you that the sooner that happens, the better. You seem like a nice enough guy, so I thought I should give you a chance. I'm sorry if that sounds like I'm using you."
Steve blinks, shock overtaking him. His jaw is practically on the floor. It takes him a while to recover enough to speak.
Blushing fiercely, Steve says, "I'm having a hard time coming up with the words to express how I'm feeling right now."
Blanc sighs, looks down sadly, and stands up, ready to leave, before Steve lightly grabs her hand.
"Please don't go."
Blanc looks at him in surprise.
"Goddess Blanc, I'm honored that you think I am worthy of dating you, much less the possibility of marrying you. I would be thrilled if you stayed and continued this date."
Blanc slowly sits back down. She realizes that Steve has not let go of her hand. She repositions her hand with his, and they slowly interlock their fingers. She notices that his hand feels just right in hers. She feels warmth again, only this time it isn't coming from her core or down under but from her chest. She is suddenly aware that her heart has started to beat faster.
What is this feeling? It's not horniness. Could this be…love? There's no way. I just met this guy. There's no way this could be love. Still, I like this feeling, there's no denying that.
Steve gives Blanc a smile, and it hits her like a ton of bricks. That smile…it's the same one that the man gave her in her dream. Her eyes go wide and her breathe hitches. Before she could think, her and Steve inch closer to each other. Just before they could kiss, a loud crash comes from the kitchen, causing Blanc and Steve to jump and separate.
Highly embarrassed about his own forwardness, Steve says, "I'm sorry. I better go see what that was. Please don't go anywhere."
Steve races off to the kitchen, a huge blush on his face, while Blanc sits stiff as a board in her seat, her heart racing.
I…I…almost kissed him. On our first date. When I barely even know him. I know that it's wrong, but the moment felt so…right. I'm so conflicted right now.
She feels her phone vibrating. Quickly pulling it out, she notices a text message from Rom and Ram.
"Hey, big sis. Hope your day out on the town is going well. We just cleared out some monsters and are bringing some boys home we met on the way to kill the monsters. Might make out with them too. Don't worry, nothing more's going to happen, especially with C-Sha watching us like a hawk. Hope you have some fun too. Don't get angry, and don't be nervous. You got this! We have faith in you! Love you, Blanc!" -Rom and Ram-
Blanc looks at the text, her eye twitching at first before she sighs.
I told them to take over for me, so I'm not going to be mad about them doing their job. And I did okay boys coming over, so I can't be mad at that either, though making out with them is pushing it. I can't blame them though. I may have banned them from having sex, but they are growing up, so it's only natural they would want to. I shouldn't stop them. I'm glad C-Sha is back in town to look after them. That's a huge weight off my shoulders.
Blanc smiles.
Thanks Rom and Ram for the encouragement. I really needed that. Now, if only I can come to grips with how I'm feeling. Steve's nice, and he seems like he's into me. But is he "the one"? I have no experience with dating, so how am I supposed to know? Okay, calm down, Blanc. Just finish this date up. Then you can work out your feelings later.
Blanc sees Steve coming back to the table. She puts her phone away.
"Sorry about that. Seems like one of our new chefs accidently dropped a pot and made a huge mess in the kitchen. I had to calm him down. He thought I was going to fire him. I know new people are nervous and make mistakes. Firing someone for that is idiotic. I refuse to do that, and pardon my language, but I feel bad for anyone who works under assholes who do."
Blanc gives Steve a huge smile and nods.
"I agree. There's no need to fire someone over a mistake like that, no matter how bad the mess is. And don't worry about cursing. I do it all the time. Some might even say too much."
Blanc shrugs her shoulders.
Steve laughs at that.
"A Goddess with a potty-mouth. If I haven't heard it myself, I wouldn't have believed it. I mean no offense, but your swearing is kind of legendary."
Blanc blushes a deep red at that.
Do I really freak out and swear that much? Definitely need to work on that if that's the case.
Steve shakes his head and says, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it. You know, you're really cute when you're embarrassed."
Before Blanc can respond, a server comes to the table, several plates of food perfectly balanced on the serving tray. Putting the tray on the folding table next to the dining table, the server serves Blanc a plate of Linguine, covered in a cheese sauce, topped with chicken and shrimp. He also serves her a side of bread, along with a cheese shaker and a Caesar salad. For the drink, she is served a raspberry Italian soda.
Steve, who is starting to get hungry himself, tells the server, "I'm starting to get hungry myself. I'll take a grilled cheese and some tomato soup with a cherry lemonade."
"Right away boss."
The server takes the tray and returns to the kitchen to relay his boss's order. Meanwhile, Blanc looks at the food in front of her. She has to stop herself from drooling. Her stomach rumbles, begging to eat something other than an apple.
Hearing Blanc's stomach growl, Steve laughs a little before saying, "Bon Appetit."
Blanc says, "This looks amazing. So, this is the house special?"
Steve says, "It absolutely is. You sound hungry. Dive in if you wish. I don't mind one bit, or byte."
Blanc smiles at the joke, as nerdy as it is. Needing no such invitation, but thankful for it regardless, she takes a huge bite of the Linguine, making sure she gets the chicken and shrimp in the bite as well. She moans in pleasure as the food hits her taste buds. She blushes at the sound she makes but continues eating at a rapid pace. Before Steve can even get his food, half of the Linguine and half the Caesar salad are gone. He finally gets his grilled cheese and tomato soup, and calmly takes a bite of his sandwich. He has to stop himself from laughing at the scene in front of him. Before either one of them knew it, the meal is over, dessert and all. Blanc burps a tremendously loud burp, and blushes scarlet, embarrassed beyond belief at both the burp and her ravenous appetite. Steve, for his part, just gives Blanc a grateful, almost playful smile.
"I take it your embarrassed about your appetite and the burp. Don't worry about it. In other cultures, a burp is a sign of respect for both the host and the meal. As a matter of fact, not burping after a meal is considered very rude, and could be punishable by law. So, don't feel too embarrassed. I like that you enjoyed the food that much. Shame we didn't get to talk much though. I would like to get to know the real you. The writer and badass leader."
Blanc sighs.
Man, what a gentleman I've run into. I never expected this when I woke up this morning. Of course, I never expected to be hornier than a teenager either, but that's another matter entirely. Speaking of that, though, this date's been going so well, it might be in my best interest to consider doing that with him.
Blanc stands up, looks at Steve, grabs his hand, and says, "I would be more than happy to show you my award-winning book. I've donated a few copies to the library close to here. If you want that is."
Steve stands up as well.
"I would be more than happy to read it as well. Lead the way Goddess Blanc."
Blanc smiles and says, "You don't have to call me Goddess Blanc. Just Blanc is fine."
Steve looks at Blanc and asks, "Are you sure? I would hate to be rude."
Blanc nods.
"I'm sure."
Steve nods and says, "As you wish, Blanc."
Blanc smiles, then remembers something.
"Oh, how much do I owe you for the meal?"
Steve bursts into gut-busting laughter at the question. It takes him over a minute to stop laughing.
Wiping tears from his eyes, Steve takes a moment to catch his breath before saying, "While I'm sure your money would help the restaurant, the thought of making our Goddess pay makes me crack up. It's on the house. Besides, even if I didn't own the restaurant, what kind of gentleman would I be if I made the lady pay on a date, especially the first date?"
Blanc looks at Steve in surprise before quickly giving him a kiss on the cheek before she loses her nerve.
"That's very gentlemanly of you. Thank you."
Steve touches his cheek before looking at Blanc with a 'Charlie Brown' smile, causing Blanc to lose her remaining tension and giggle. Blanc interlocks their fingers again before leading Steve out of the restaurant.
Steve comes back down to Gamindustri and asks, "So, what is your book about?"
Breaking the 4th wall, something Steve has heard of but never experienced before, Blanc says, "I'm sure the author has forgotten all the VR scenes by now, so it will be hard to explain, but the book involves a kick ass heroine and several other heroes sent on a mission to save the world. Along the way, they discover the meaning of love and friendship. And, from what the author of our story remembers, they save the world by fighting off a sorcerer and possibly a dragon. Unfortunately, and to my great embarrassment, even I don't remember all the details. It kind of just slipped my mind after I won that award. It's a real page turner though."
Steve laughs and says, "Well, bad memory of details aside, it sounds awesome. I can't wait to read it. And to this mysterious 'author' he or she better play the VR game again. Nobody likes misinformation after all."
Blanc laughs and says, "You said it. Though, to be fair, the author has played though the original game like 5 times and the VR game only once, so bad memory of details is to be expected. Too much of a good thing and all that."
Steve nods. Blanc and Steve walk hand in hand to the library, a short 3-minute walk away from the restaurant. Blanc leads Steve over to the fantasy section and notices that 4 of the 5 copies of her book has been rented out. That knowledge causes her to smile a huge smile.
I guess that means people like it. Or its popular enough to get people interested in it. Either way, that makes me happy.
Blanc picks up the remaining copy and hands it to Steve.
Steve whispers to Blanc, "I'm going to go sit down at the table and read this, right after I use the restroom. And once I start reading this, I'm not leaving until I finish it."
Steve leaves the book on a nearby table and goes to the restroom. Blanc shivers, Steve's breathe accidently hitting her neck. It's not a bad feeling though. Quickly picking out a book herself from the nearby non-fiction section, she rushes to the table, making sure no one else takes the book before Steve returns. Steve returns about 5 minutes later. Smiling at Blanc, he opens the book and starts reading, Blanc doing the same for her book, "The life and Times of Uzume Tennouboshi", a book chronicling the rise and fall of Uzume's rule over Planeptune.
I wonder if Uzume knows this book exist. This would have helped fill in her backstory during the game. Maybe I should check this out and let her borrow it for a while.
The next 2 hours pass in silence, Blanc and Steve both invested in their respective books. They finish the books at the same time, to their surprise.
"Eh, talk about perfect timing" says Blanc.
"Agreed. And you were right. Once I started reading, I didn't want to put this down, not that I was going to anyways. I can see why this won an award. It's so good. Matter of fact, I think when I get the chance, I'm going to go to the store and buy a few copies, one for myself and one for the restaurant, so my customers can read it while they wait in line to be seated. Only with your permission of course."
Blanc thinks for a moment before saying, "It would be free advertising for my book and great incentive for customers to come into the restaurant. I think that would be a win-win. I'm in."
Steve smiles and says, "I'm glad to hear it. Okay, that settles it. As soon as this date is over, I'm going to the nearest bookstore and buying a few copies."
Blanc goes to the book rental counter and checks out the book she was reading. Mother Nature makes her presence felt and Blanc asks Steve, "Can you hold this for a moment? Mother Nature is calling."
Steve, being the gentleman he is, nods and takes the book from Blanc hands, who races to the restroom. Once she is done taking care of business and after she washes her hands, she leaves the restroom and makes her way back over to Steve. She grabs Steve's free hand and says, "Thank you for waiting so patiently. We can leave now."
Steve nods. Leaving the library, Blanc continues the conversation by saying, "You said you wanted to buy some copies of my book. I'll sign the books if you want. That might really get people through the door. You just got to make sure it doesn't get stolen."
Steve nods and says, "Yeah. Better hire some security, especially if you come to visit the restaurant regularly."
Steve blushes scarlet now. Blanc looks at him with a surprised but happy look.
"Um, I mean, if you want to that is. I didn't mean to presume."
Blanc looks at him, bites her lip like she is debating something, then surprises him with a kiss on the lips. Like in her dream, the contact makes her body feel light and warm in her core. She still wouldn't trade this feeling for the world. Enthusiastically, overenthusiastically maybe, she deepens the kiss, throwing her arms around Steve's neck and pulling him closer. Steve is shocked at first, but slowly reciprocates the kiss. He puts his hands on her hips as best he can and pulls her as close as he can without getting completely sexual. They kiss for a while before Blanc breaks it. They take over a minute to catch their breathes.
Blanc is the first to speak and says, "I'm having such a good time on this date. I would love to go out on a second date. Hell, if that date goes well, I might even think about keeping you all to myself."
Blanc winks, the first time she's ever done so, especially to a member of the opposite sex. Steve, after coming back to reality from that kiss, fully understands what Blanc is getting at and gives her another 'Charlie Brown' smile.
"That would be awesome. I would love to be your boyfriend. First though, I would love to take you out on a second date. Let's exchange numbers later so we can make plans."
Blanc nods and says, "Of course."
Blanc takes a moment to think.
Okay, this date is going well. We are going to make plans for a second date later, and he has expressed interest in being my boyfriend. I already told him that I am on the lookout for a suitable husband, and he hasn't run away. Maybe now would be the perfect time to ask if he wants to have sex. I want to make sure he's interested in it and is interested in having kids. Otherwise, this isn't going to work out.
Blanc looks at Steve with the most serious look that has ever embraced her face. Steve nearly gulps at that look, remembering that one scene from that popular anime of the main character gathering energy against that final evil dragon.
"Before we go any further, I need to know some things. One, what are your thoughts on having kids and getting married? Two, if we were to have sex today, would you stick around till I woke up, or would you leave and never come back? And three, would you be scared of becoming a national leader if you had to become one?"
Steve steels himself, thinking for a while before answering with complete honesty and impunity.
"To be completely honest, I have never thought about having kids before, but I think I would love to have some. Raising them up, infusing them with knowledge and strength and a moral high ground. It sounds like a lot of hard work, but it also sounds fun and worth it. Getting married doesn't scare me at all, although I would still want to find the right woman before committing to that. I would like to marry for love. As for being a leader, well, I do that at the restaurant on the daily. Being a national leader would be a big step up, but I think I would do a good enough job at it. Maybe not as well as you, but I don't think there are many people who could replace you, outside of your sisters. And worry not, if I were lucky enough to have sex with you, I wouldn't leave that bed for anything other than to answer nature's call. Even then, I'd be right back in there with you. By chance, does this have anything to do with what you said earlier about wanting a husband as soon as possible?"
Blanc nods.
"It does. Do too circumstances we have yet to figure out, our country is in danger of losing its leaders. It's nothing that the citizens need to know about yet, but we think the only way to prevent it from coming to pass is getting married in a big public wedding, and, if worse comes to worse, producing an heir. Originally, I was opposed to something so preposterous, but I've been wanted to date for a while, so this was the kick in the ass I needed. I would like to marry for love as well, but I will marry anyone that can produce a smart and strong heir and who will stick around to raise him or her or them. Him being able to at least stand me would be nice, but as long as he treats our children well, it's not exactly a dealbreaker."
Steve grabs Blanc's chin and kisses Blanc softly on the lips. It's a different kind of kiss from the one they just shared. This is softer, gentler, and more energy producing than heat producing. The kiss only last for a few seconds before Steve breaks it. Blanc looks into Steve's eyes and sees a fire she is surprised he can produce.
"Goddess Blanc, that's bullshit. Anyone who has the honor to become your husband and father to your kids should treat not only your kids right but you as well. You deserve to be happy too and treated like the Goddess you are. I never want to hear you say that again. I would be more than honored to become such a man in your life. Even if you choose someone else, you must choose someone who will make you happy as well as your strong, smart future children. Or I'll personally kiss his ass for mistreating you and steal you from him anyways. You have my word."
Blanc has unshed tears in her eyes again. Touched by his words, she gives him a hug.
"I don't know what the future holds, or if you will be a part of it. But I promise I will find someone who will love and respect me as well as raise, love, and respect our strong, smart, and morally acceptable children."
Steve returns the hug and says, "That's what I want to hear. You are more than worth it."
Blanc laughs.
For once in my life, I can actually believe that. What did I do to deserve such a sweet, caring guy who wants to be with me?
Blanc lets the feeling of the hug and words wash over her. She breaks the hug, gives Steve another short kiss before saying, "I want you to take my virginity. You are coming home with me now. Unless you have any objections."
Steve shakes his head no.
"I have no objections."
Blanc pulls out her phone and says, "Good. Because I've been horny all day, and a sex dream and over an hour of masturbation hasn't been enough to satisfy me. That's part of the reason I was crying when you met me. But that's neither here nor there right now."
Dialing a number, Blanc waits for a few second before getting a hold of C-Sha.
"Hello this is…"
Cutting her off, Blanc says, "C-Sha, get Rom and Ram out of the Basilicom. They can take the boys along for all I care, but I need the place to myself for the rest of the day and night. And send for a limo immediately. I'm at Parkside Library. Tell Rom and Ram I love them. And thank you. I'll tell you what's going on later."
C-Sha laughs and says, "Alright. I'll get them out of the Basilicom and send for the limo. Have fun getting yourself some. Oh, and don't worry. There's been nothing but light making out going on. And I'll make sure it stays that way. Can't wait to hear about this later."
C-Sha hangs up, and as soon as she does, Blanc pushes Steve against the wall to the Library and kisses him hard, so hard in fact that he gets hard. Blanc doesn't mind though and teases him by rubbing her crotch on his member, eliciting a moan from him. She teases him up until the point the limo arrives. They enter the limo kissing, and not being able to wait any longer, Blanc orders the driver to take them to the Basilicom before ordering Steve to take off his pants. He immediately complies, taking off his jeans before taking off his black boxers. Following Neptune's advice, Blanc grabs Steve's dick tightly, rubbing it with her hands while her mouth gets to work, licking his balls before licking his shaft, going up and down with urgency. She then sucks on his balls, first one then the other. Steve hisses, trying to hold back his orgasm. Blanc is having none of that though.
"If you don't orgasm from this, I swear to myself you will never get to fuck me again after this."
Putting her mouth on his cock, she initiates the blowjob, moving her head back and forth, slowly at first before gaining speed. She fights her gag reflex at first before relaxing her throat, allowing her to take his entire cock up to his balls. She plays with said balls at the same time. The combination of her petite hands and warm mouth causes him to explode. Blanc nearly gags on his cum, before savoring the (slightly salty?) taste. Realizing that they are stuck in traffic and won't arrive at the Basilicom for a while, Blanc proceeds to give Steve four more blowjobs, teasing him by not allowing him to touch her until they arrive. After an agonizingly long time, they finally arrive at the Basilicom. After making sure that it is indeed Rom and Ram free, Blanc leads Steve to her bedroom, locking the door. She pushes him onto her bed, giving him one more blowjob before demanding some oral fun of her own.
"Oh, I've been waiting for this. Give me oral now, you stallion."
"You're not the only one that's been waiting for this."
Blanc licks her lips to get rid of any excess cum on them, realizing that might be a turn off. After she does so, her lips are captured in his, his hands roaming her body. They find their way to her boobs. He pulls her dress up, but not one to do anything by halves, she all but rips off her dress and to his slight amusement, training bra. Taking a good look at her naked chest, he looks at her with the same hungry eyes from her dreams. He grabs one of her boobs and massages it with his hand while his mouth goes to the other, licking and sucking on it, before his tongue finds its way to her nipple. She lets out a moan as his tongue works its magic on her. She starts shaking when his hand pinches her one nipple while his teeth pinches the other one. She nearly forgets how to breath as an orgasm rocks her body. He switches breasts, doing the same to the opposite one. Her eyes nearly roll to the back of her head as one orgasm after another rocks her body. Steve stops for a moment to let her recover, wondering if he should continue.
"Do you want me to slow down or stop?"
Not her usual self, Blanc shakes her head no and says, "Shut the fuck up and continue, dammit! It's not polite to keep a lady waiting."
Instead of being insulted, Steve smiles and continues, working his way down her stomach with kisses before getting to her borderline. He takes off her completely soaked panties with urgency, leaving her naked, sans her shoes and pantyhose. He slowly teases her by taking those off first before kissing her pussy, licking her up and down her slit before moving his tongue around inside. This action drives her wild, another orgasm fiercely making its way through her body. Being bold, Steve sticks a finger inside along with his tongue, and that causes Blanc to hold the bedsheets tight and scream in sheer pleasure. It nearly shatters Steve's eardrums, causing him to recoil in pain.
Blanc notices said recoil, and once she's able to speak, says, "Sorry about that. Didn't realize I was so sensitive down there. But I think it's time for the main event now. Flip us over, I'm taking control."
Doing as the lady says, Steve flips them so he's on his back and she's on top. Blanc kisses him before asking, "You ever done this before?"
Blushing, he says, "Once, a long time ago. Definitely not bareback though. Unfortunately, I don't have any protection on me."
Blanc looks at him and says, "Fuck it. If I get pregnant, then it's all the better for me. You ready?"
Steve nods and says, "Hey, that's my line."
Blanc smirks before lining their privates up.
Taking a deep breath, she says to herself, "Okay, here we go."
She takes his throbbing cock inside herself, a little blood leaking out of her. She hisses in pain as tears immediately flood her eyes. Taking a moment to let the pain subside, she sees Steve look at her with tender eyes. He wipes the tears from her eyes and says, "Take your time. I'm in no rush. I would prefer to fuck you all night long anyways."
Blanc smiles and says, "If you and I can last all that time. I think I'm ready now."
She slowly moves her hips up and down, feeling his cock slide all throughout her body. The pain having subsided, she begins to feel immense pleasure coursing through her. Her hip thrusts begin to gain speed, and he begins to thrust as well, his hands moving up and down her ass. They continue in this up and down motion for 10 minutes before she begins to tire out. Quick as a flash, he flips them back and takes control, fucking her faster and harder, until she explodes in an orgasm that puts her other ones to shame (though she wouldn't get rid of any of them). He explodes into an orgasm as well. He collapses on her, completely exhausted after so many orgasms. He looks at Blanc and kisses her before cuddling into her.
"That was fucking awesome. I didn't think I'd be able to last after all that car action."
Blanc smiles and says, "Thanks for the compliment. Not bad for my first time doing that, huh? I have to give you credit. You made me feel better than I ever had before, stallion maverick."
Steve laughs and Blanc joins him, both overjoyed to have found each other.
"Both a stallion and a maverick, huh? I could get used to that. And I could definitely get used to this. Cuddling with you after nearly fucking you senseless."
Blanc gives him a light slap on the chest, laughing and smiling. A sight he never wants to forget.
"So, what happens next Mr. Once Before, or should I call you Mr. Once More?"
Looking at her with a fake serious expression, he says, "We either clean up, eat, sleep, or go to the bathroom, answer the call of nature, and take a shower."
He suggestively raises his eyebrows at the word shower. Blanc laughs again, but shakes her head no.
"Sorry, but I'm too tired to move. Feel free though."
"Sleep it is then. I'm way too damn comfortable to move right now. Unless nature calls, I want to be right here next to you."
Blanc gives him a tired smile and kiss before closing her eyes. Less than a minute later, both Blanc and Steve are asleep, Steve subconsciously spooning her and Blanc subconsciously connecting their privates together. Even in her sleep, she still can't get enough sexual contact.
4 hours later, Blanc wakes up, blurry eyed. She feels arms wrapped around her, which heightens her senses for a second before she remembers the fun she had. Glancing over her shoulder the best she can, she sees Steve sound asleep, a peaceful look on his face. Unable to resist the urge she turns to face him and runs her free hand through his hair, loving the softness of it. She lets out a quiet chuckle.
I can't believe how lucky I am. My first time dating, ever, and I think I found the one. I know I'll have to do some research on him, make sure he's not crazy or married or something, but I feel like this could really work. We just…fit.
Another thought hit her like a ton of bricks too.
I just had sex…before Vert. Hahaha! That's hilarious. All that talk about big boobs, and I'm the one getting laid first. Serves her right. I have a half a mind to rub it in, right now.
Blanc lets out another chuckle, a much louder chuckle, loud enough to stir Steve awake.
With barely enough energy to talk, Steve asks, "What's so funny, the awesome and beautiful Blanc?"
Blanc looks at Steve and says, "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you. Something just occurred to me and it made me chuckle."
Really processing what Steve just said, Blanc blushes.
"Am I really that awesome and beautiful?"
Steve gives her a smile, a little more awake now.
"Of course, you are. You run this nation practically single handedly, and you are raising your sisters on top of that. If that's not awesome, I don't know what is. And, do I need to remind you how beautiful you are? Because I'm more than willing too."
Blanc smirks and says, "In a few minutes. First, I want to ask you something. Is it okay if I let my friends know about you and I?"
Steve smiles and says, "Go for it. I have no shame about being with someone as kind, smart, talented, and beautiful as you."
Blanc blushes a deeper red and says, "Flattery will get you nowhere. But thanks."
Looking around, Blanc mutters, "Now, where the hell did my phone go?"
Seeing her dress flung haphazardly on her desk chair, Blanc sighs before getting out of the bed and walking over to it, grabbing her phone out of her pocket. She climbs back into bed, trying to get comfortable so she can take a post sex picture and make it look real. Steve, catching on, surprises her with a kissing frenzy on the neck. Blanc's body begins to relax, and she snaps the photo. She quickly sends the photo to the other CPU's. In her text with the photo, she says, "Big Boobs are overrated. Be jealous."
In Leanbox, Vert pulls out her phone and sees the photo-text message combo. She frowns.
Dammit, I really wanted to be the first one of us remaining to get laid. I suppose this is cosmic justice, considering I was going to rub it in Blanc's face. I should congratulate her. Even if my pride really doesn't want to.
Vert sends a quick text message to Blanc before getting back to her own hunt.
In her bed, Blanc receives several text messages from her fellow CPUs and CPU candidates. The first person to respond is Uni, who says, "Damn right they're overrated. I hope this isn't another dig at me though. It better not be. Anyways, congrats on getting yourself some. Hope it all works out for you."
Naturally the next reply she receives is from Noire, who says, "Hey, what the hell does that mean? Don't be jealous that we're more endowed than you. That said, I'm glad that you found someone. Uni and I need to pick up the pace it seems. Hope you continue having fun. And do let us know if you need help putting together a crib or decorating the baby's room. We'll be glad to pitch in and help."
Blanc blushes at this reply, remembering just how intense things got between her and Steve. The next reply comes from Neptune, who says, "Nice. Knew you could do it. Congrats. Hope you keep him around. Just remember to keep him happy. Yourself as well. Rock on!"
Blanc rolls her eyes but smiles.
That is so a Neptune response. But I appreciate the sentiment. Keep him happy huh? Based on what I saw and felt from him, that shouldn't be too hard. Keeping myself and him happy all at once might be more of a challenge, though I don't think it's anything I can't handle.
Nepgear is the next one to respond. She says, "Damn, even from my room, I can hear how wild Neptune is getting. She must be experimenting with S&M now too. S&M plus threesome huh? I might have to try that with Tony. Anyways, I heard her stop for a moment so she must be responding to your text as well. Sorry for my late response. I was having more phone sex with Tony myself. Anyways, I must congratulate you on finding someone so quickly. You must have made a real connection to have done that on your first date. Not that I should be saying this but be careful. Make sure he's not just using you in a 'hump her and dump her' situation. If you ever feel like he is using you like that, don't be afraid to cut your losses. It will hurt like hell, but you'll get over it and bounce back. Also, if you ever start to feel overwhelmed, don't be afraid to tell me about it. I'll help you get through it. Neptune might have gotten into a sexual relationship first, but I'm the one who got into a real relationship first. I might be able to give you better advice than even she could. Whoops, this is going on for so long that Tony is getting worried. He's super horny today. Might have to visit him soon. Even I'm near orgasm typing this. Hope we can talk later."
Blanc wipes a few tears from her eyes and laughs.
Leave it to Nepgear to drop everything and write a paragraph as a response. Especially during phone sex, near orgasm. That must be painful, and not just for her. Still, this might be the most earnest text I've ever seen. I'll definitely take her advice to heart. After reading this, I'll definitely make it a priority to get closer to Nepgear and be better friends with her. Perhaps a double date is in order one of these days.
Before she reads the next response, this one from Vert herself, she opens her reminders and writes, 'Get Nepgear a gift and hand deliver it next time you see her. Double date with her whenever the opportunity comes up. Also, get real relationship advice from her as needed. Finally, ask her about phone sex later'. After setting that reminder as daily, she reads the text response from Vert.
"Okay, I know that was a dig at me, though I don't suppose Uni and Noire are very happy about that one either. You win. Truth be told, I wanted to get laid before you to rub it in your face. This is Karma biting me in the ass. I may need to talk to you later to find out how you did it. Regardless, you have my congratulations. Hope you two are happy. Here's to your continuing long-lasting relationship. Hope it all works out well for you both."
Blanc can't help but smirk, relishing in her victory, not only over Vert but over life itself. Setting her phone on her nearby bedside table, with the video camera on, she turns towards Steve and kisses him hard on the lips, her hands grabbing his cock, stroking it, making it hard. Steve breaks the kiss and says, "Before we go another round, give me a moment to pee."
Blanc nods, and says, "I got to go as well, come to think of it."
She stops the video temporary, and she and Steve take turns going to the bathroom. 10 minutes later, they are both back in bed. Turning the camera back on, Blanc says, "Okay, take two. Ready?"
Steve says, "Oh yeah."
Blanc kisses him again and grips him, once again getting him hard. Steve's hands roam her body for a while before his fingers make their way over to her most sensitive, private area. Blanc stops the making out for a moment.
After a moment of rest to catch her breath, Blanc says, "Wait, I have a better idea. To prevent a repeat of me almost making you deaf, lets 69 each other. I've been wanting to try this ever since I heard someone mention it. I'll be on top if you don't mind."
Catching his own breath, Steve says, "Go for it."
Blanc nods and mounts him, her pussy on top of his face and her face inches away from his cock. She licks his shaft from the other side while he begins sucking and licking her pussy. Her walls close in on his tongue and to prevent herself from screaming again, she starts in on the blowjob proper, rocking her head up and down like she's headbanging at a rock concert (wonder if that's where the term comes from). His tongue continues to go in and out of her, teasing her badly until his hands grab her ass and hold her hips in place. Then his tongue goes up and down in her. She squirts in his face as an orgasm rocks her. She loses herself in the pleasure, letting out her now muffled scream. The vibration of her scream is enough to rocket Steve into his own orgasm. She swallows some of his cum before removing her head from his dick and letting the rest spray on her face. Not quite satisfied, Blanc quickly grabs two hand towels from her end table, gives one to Steve before using the other one to clean herself off. He does the same. Now cum-free, Steve and Blanc continue their oral fun, making each other orgasm another 4 times, both of them cleaning themselves up each and every time. Finally, they switch positions, with Steve mounting Blanc from behind, still in full view of Blanc's phone camera.
Blanc, with barely a breath to spare, says, "Ride me like a stead, cowboy. And, if it suits you, don't be afraid to stick it in the other hole as well. I'll try anything once."
Steve kisses her neck before shoving his dick into her pussy without warning, eliciting a gasp from her. He moves his hips at a rapid pace, and she matches his pace with her own hip movements.
Blanc grips her bedsheets tightly before shouting, "Oh Shit! Fuck! Don't stop! More! More!"
Turned on even more by her shouts, Steve thrusts faster into her. He smacks her ass a few times before putting his hands on her boobs, gripping them hard. His fingers flick her nipples, causing her to scream.
"Oh, you like that huh? So do I. Let's do that again."
Steve moves his hands up slightly, squeezing both Blanc's boobs and now her nipples as well. Blanc's body shakes as another orgasm hits her body. She faceplants onto the bed, her body completely spent. However, she barely lifts one arm up and tiredly points to her asshole, unable to speak. Steve debates for a moment before shrugging, taking his dick out of her pussy and inserting it gently into her ass. She gives a slight hiss of pain, her body reawakened slightly. She gives a nod after a moment and Steve starts his thrusting, slowly at first before matching his pace from before. Blanc moves her hips the best she can but is barely holding on to consciousness, pleasure threating to make her pass out. Steve keeps this up for another 10 minutes before making a hiss of his own. Between that hiss and his cock throbbing, Blanc knows he is close.
Barely whispering, Blanc says, "Finish…in…pussy."
Steve takes his cock out of her ass and barely makes it back into her pussy before exploding into the mother of all orgasms. Feeling his cum enter into her, Blanc thinks to herself "That's it. I'm so done. Author, please move onto another chapter. I'll leave the rest of this date to the readers imagination unless you want to elaborate later." She then passes out cold, giving into her pleasure completely, much to the scared confusion of Steve.
"Oh shit. Blanc. Blanc! Are you okay?!"
Unable to answer, Blanc's mouth subconsciously twitches into a smile. Steve takes that as a sign that she is alright. He still looks into the camera and says, "I didn't do anything but have sex with her. I swear." He leaves the camera rolling as he turns Blanc over to get her more comfortable in her bed before covering them under the blanket. He then shuts his eyes and does his best to fall back asleep, hoping nobody will misunderstand the situation.
To respect Blanc's wishes, I will end this chapter here. Please stay tuned to more Goddess dating adventures.