A/N: This is a follow up to chapter 27 (The Paper). You didn't have to read it to follow what's going on, but that's how I got the inspiration for this chapter.
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Chapter 29: Glorious

A familiar figure stepped into a small restroom. They walked forward until they could see their frame in the mirror.

"Hmph" A small noise escaped their lips upon eyeing themselves. Their left hand pulled open a drawer under the sink and retrieved a hair brush. The person ran the brush through their golden locks, from the top of their scalp to an inch above their shoulders.

After a few dozen strokes on all sides of their head they set it down, happy with how much silkier their strands appeared.

Eyeing back at the mirror they double checked their outfit. Pleased with what they saw. The low cut tank top they had on exemplified their cleavage, as well as her bust in general. Her skirt was short, making sure her thighs were easy to see. Down at her feet she had on black suede high heels, she lifted one of her shoes up to inspect it. Shifting and turning the ankle to look at all sides of it. They looked good, she thought so.

Before she departed the bathroom she took one more good glance at her face. Making sure her makeup wasn't smudged or bruised in any way. It wasn't, it looked fantastic. Her eyeliner, mascara, lip balm, contour, all of it was perfect. It didn't hide her natural features, only enhanced them. She always made sure not to overdo it.

One final straightening of her top, she was satisfied with everything. "As beautiful as always 18." She said to herself, knowin' she looked good.

She flicked the light and exited the tiled room, leaving the door open. Since she was the only one in the house, it wasn't an issue to her to not close it.

Now in the hallway of this small home, she headed to the kitchen. Minding her own business, not thinking of anything in particular. Until then…

"What the?" She stopped in her tracks when she noticed it. At the end of her walkway was a utility closet, normally it is….a closet. It was just a place to put cleaning supplies and other oddities, but there was something CLEARLY wrong with it. It had a hole in it, but this wasn't some random crater someone punched in. It was a perfectly cut circle, pretty low on the door.

She didn't remember it being there, and that was something you wouldn't simply forget. How long has it been like that and she didn't notice? Surely it hadn't been there and it never got her attention, but if this just appeared then that meant…someone else did it very recently.

Her first instinct was to open the closet and look inside, it was the only thing the person could think to do. She reached for the steel doorknob and turned it…except it didn't turn. It just jiggled, barely budging. So…if that was the case…

"Hello? Who's there?" Her hand went from the knob to knocking on the wood. "Hello? I know someone is in there! Who are you?!" Doorknobs just don't randomly jam like this.

No response.

"Hey! I know someone is in there! Open up and start talkin'!" Her fist banged harder, demanding the mysterious person to say something.

Still no verbal response, but 18 did hear shuffling. Now she knew she wasn't crazy, she heard them.

"Okay, don't say anything, I don't care. I'm calling the police."

*Zip!*

More shuffling.

18 was furious. There was an intruder in her house, anyone would be mad about that. But she wasn't prepared for what happened next. Before she could try to grab her, something came out of the hole…something, big.

"Oh…my…" It happened so fast, she was completely caught off guard. She knew a little bit about the hiding character now, he was a man…and a very well endowed one at that.

She was blushing and in bewilderment.

He called her bluff that she didn't even know she had. She SHOULD be offended that the man would show himself off like this, but she wasn't. In all honesty, she was turned on. The way he put it all on the table and exposed himself like that. There was no drama or thought associated with it, he told her everything she needed to know already. No face or body either, he was basically a sex toy in this current state. It was…not fully hard, but it was steadily getting more and more rock-like.

"You….you're either incredibly brave, or stupid. Are you a stalker? Have you been watching me to know how to sneak into my house? Admiring me from afar until you get to tell me this sick idea of a joke."

She didn't hear the sweat bead down his face, but other than that he still had no reaction to her fierce words. He stood his ground, not withdrawing or apologizing. Instead his penis got harder and perked up at the alluring tone of her voice.

"Well…no use reporting a break in. You're here now and hard as iron. I might as well make use of you." 18 almost didn't believe the words she said. "So much for going out tonight, but this should be just as good. If not better."

She made contact, catching her visitor off guard. Her palm was cold, and his rod was so warm. It almost made him jump out of his skin.

"Ya like that? I can tell your whole body jolted just from that slight touch. Pathetic." Her hand made the calmest movement possible, slowly shifting up and down the cock. "Are you all bark and no bite? This big but you can't satisfy a woman?"

18 had to hand it to the intruder, he was stern as a soldier. He didn't compromise his stance now that she took his bait, staying as quiet as ever.

"Let's make a deal." She pursed her lip, fixed her hair, and leaned up to the door so he could definitely hear her verbal contract. "You satisfy me from the other side of that door, and I won't press charges. Sound fair?"

She expected him not to say something at this point, and he didn't.

"I'll take that as a yes." She got to work. There was no lubricant in her home, so she was gonna need natural occurrences to take place. In other words, foreplay was mandatory. Waters needed to be tested, and organs needed to be slick if they were to go all the way. He was going to have to earn this.

A kiss got planted on the very tip of the baton, squatting down to do so. Now with the cock in direct eye shot of 18, she really started to recognize how impressive it was. The length, the girth, the rivers of blue veins running along it.

She wasn't only sluggishly moving it now, her hand was shifting to and fro a little quicker. Methodically giving it a handjob.

"How's that feel?" She taunted him from the other side. "I didn't think you were gonna get any harder, you are so stiff." His penis wasn't the only thing becoming rigid, 18's nipples were starting to show through her top. Come to think of it, she really didn't need it anymore.

If the rod could have complained it would have, feeling the soft hand retreat from its flesh. It was the man's turn to hear shuffling from the other side as the blonde beauty took off her white tank top and jet black bra both. Her glorious breasts tottered out of their confines; and while the male didn't see them, he was going to absolutely feel them.

The left palm of the temptress got back to work. "Sorry I left you alone for a second there. But if you show me you're REALLY enjoying this, then I'll be sure to give you an extra nice reward." She jabbed at him again, while speeding up. Almost immediately he gave her what she asked for. Pale, almost clear liquid ejected from his dick and made the point of it sticky with anticipation. If his sword wasn't so imposing she would have called it sad for pre-cum oozing out already.

"That was fast, a little too fast…but a deals a deal." It was time for her womanly advantages to be utilized. First off, this cock needed to be wet for things to go smoothly. *PTOO* She spit on the gloryhole prize, lathering it up nicely. She worked the base, and only the base. The tip was getting its own special treatment. With her other hand she grabbed one of her breasts and placed his baton on top of it. "Feel that?" She was grinding her erect pink bud on his oh-so sensitive glans, specifically the underside where it met the shaft.

It felt so good, it must have, as more pre-cum came out of his urethra and oozed out onto 18's tit.

"You must have been touching yourself before I started taking care of you, you're leaking so easily…you want more of that don't cha?"

Several aggressive strokes later to the whole thing, she was on the move again. She had intended on doing something else, but the big cock in front of her chest knew what it wanted. Her hands got off of it entirely, and instead pushed up her firm breasts. The pink points on the end have gotten even stiffer now and she wanted to show it off to her new friend. She doubled up on her plan. This time both boobs worked in tandem to seduce the underside of his head, there was twice as much grinding going on now thanks to the added orb. She focused solely on scraping, keeping constant contact of her sensitive flesh to his. Barely noticing how heavy her underwear was getting or how much his phallus was twitching. She had to make sure her form was perfect, as to not slide too far to the left or right, or up and down. Laser focused on doing small circles, counter clockwise with one nub and clockwise with the other and never overlapping. Her rhythm was deadly, not messing up in the slightest. He wasn't lasting long.

And he didn't. He came…a lot. The so-called stalker did it when she reached her fastest speed, which obviously was his calling card to concede. Even though it kept giving the signs, it caught her off guard. The first bullet hit her in the chin, and the less powerful bursts after all landed on her collarbone and her cleavage.

To his surprise, there was no snappy dialogue from 18. Nor was there a demeaning insult or more questions on who he was. Instead, there was only more movement.

She didn't waste time and didn't care to give him a chance to prepare for what was to come. In hindsight, giving him a chance to 'reload' would have been better for everyone, but hindsight is 20/20. In the moment, doing what she was about to do was the only sane option in her eyes.

Panties went from performing their primary function to being on the floor, only around one ankle. The skirt can stay where it was, the brim had to be hiked up a tad but other than that the soaked womanhood was ready. There was only one way to do this, so with her hands on her knees she started to back up her rump toward the recovering member. Finding the head without seeing it was a little challenging, but once she placed it on her entrance the rest was as smooth as butter; for the woman in the equation at least, the man didn't experience all rainbows and sunshine like she did. His cock was bombarded by a sensation that was too pleasurable for someone still recovering. All of his manhood was being suffocated by a wet hold.

"~AHHGHHUHH~" Finally, the mystery man made some sort of vocal presence. An unmanly one at that.

His chorus was music to her ears, but that wasn't worth lingering on about. She was more preoccupied with the absolute tree in her pussy. It stretched and filled her so well that she sang its praises as she started to reverse doggy the fortunate soul behind her. Going a few inches forward just to clap back and have her ass slap the closet door.

"~FUCK! That's good!~" 18 moaned at the job. It was a legit workout on her back and legs, but the benefits were other worldly! Due to the wood from the door, his wood wasn't able to go as deep as it could. Not a problem, since she was in full control she could steer his ship exactly where it needed to be. The inches she had regulation over were enough to reach her inner pearl. Which was the only thing that mattered. With some leverage, she got really good at reverse humping. Expertly scraping and nudging his body to delight her g-spot.

This went on and on for who knows how long, she certainly didn't.

The blonde's physicality caught up to her. She wasn't tired or sore, far from it, it was getting difficult to stand from the multiple orgasms she was treated to. Her legs felt like jelly, her brain was demanding this finally end. Or at the very least, a break.

As funny as it would be to say thanks for the two climaxes and leave him cold turkey, she might as well let the mystery man get to finish his second time too. Ending inside may not be the smartest thing in this situation, but it feels way too fucking good to pass up. Feeling his rocklike pussy pleaser convulsing inside was her cue to get him as rooted as possible and rock her hips side to side. This way she could pleasure his length and still get filled up like she wanted. Her ploy worked and within a dozen or so sways she could feel her love tunnel getting loaded with the man's warm, thick batter. Only pulling herself away from the gloryhole once she felt no more freight leaving his sex. Mixtures of their conjoining dripped out of her, but she didn't care. She could clean everything up later, they needed to end their session.

"Ok Krillin, you can come out now. I think we're done." 18 said.

The doorknob jiggled again, this time the door swung open and there stood a short stature man with his shirt off and his pants at his ankles. His face was red and his penis was tired, going softer by the second. "18…...that was freaking awesome!" He yelled."We gotta do it again! I don't know why, but not knowing what was coming next, and then putting it through the hole, and I just…I can't explain it!"

"Calm down tiger, I'm glad you liked it, but we gotta work through the rest of the list first!" 18 pulled out a folded sheet of paper that was hiding in her skirt.

"Right right, but in the future can we do this again?"

"Of course, you're not the only one who enjoyed themselves."

As the two talked and dressed, they reminisced on that list 18 had in her position. They were over halfway done with it now it proved to be invaluable to them. This particular experimental endeavor was on the top of Krillin's ranking of what they've done so far, 18 had it at number two.

As the two made it out of the small house they were now in the Chestnut residence backyard, Krillin took out a pill and pushed a button. The home went away with a poof and secured itself into the capsule in the father's right palm.

"Say 18, what if we use that house again for something and someone sees the door? Won't they think something is up?"

"We'll cross that bridge when it comes up, I can't see us housing that many guests anytime soon. Now let's go inside and let me use your laptop, I think we have to make some online purchases for next week!"

"WILL DO!"

A/N: A short chapter, crazy I know. Next one Will be my 30th (not counting part 2's) so I have something shpicy planned for that.

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