by Mia Archer
In game I turned and started swimming towards the edge. Backed away from her, and yet she continued advancing. Inexorably. As she got closer I smiled. She looked me up and down and it sent a chill running through my body. It drove me wild with lust. I couldn’t believe a woman could make me feel that way just from one look, but there it was.
“We’re alive,” I said in a tone that said I couldn’t quite believe it. I looked her in the eyes. “And you were amazing back there.”
Kaira leaned in even closer. So close that I could feel the heat radiating off of her body. I could feel her rock hard muscles. I wanted to wrap my arms around her. I wanted to wrap my legs around her. God! What was it about this girl, what was it about the way she could turn a phrase that made me weak in the knees? That made me want to violate every principle I had about role-playing, about what I'd thought my sexuality was up until a few days ago, to have a little fun with her?
And yet I was willing her on. Secretly I was screaming in my head, begging her to make the move.
I sighed as she leaned forward, as her lips made contact with mine. Holy shit! My arms pulled tighter around that impossibly built torso. It was everything I’d imagined and more. It was so incredibly hot. I was done denying myself. I was done denying the world of pleasure that was opened to me by this forbidden experience with this incredibly talented writer, with this incredibly sexy woman.
“This is so wrong,” I sighed. I was so distracted that I fell out of character. “I’ve never done this before.”
She pulled back and looked at me, a grin on her face. “Never?”
“Well, it was never really my thing. I always thought it was sort of…”
“Silly? Stupid? Ridiculous when you could go out and get it in the real world?”
I bit my lip, blushed, and nodded. “Pretty much all of the above. Plus I've never... With a... You know...”
She leaned in closer, though it was obvious we were both having an out of character conversation at this point. I was just breaking all sorts of my role-playing rules tonight.
“Do you want to know a secret?”
“What?” I breathed.
“I’ve never role-played like this either,” she said. “Never even considered it. You’re just so goddamn…”
And she leaned forward and kissed me. It was a hungry kiss. Insistent. I felt her body pressing against mine and it was all I could do to hang on as a roller coaster of emotions washed over me. I was a bundle of sensations. The warm water surrounding us, her body towering over mine, feeling her pressing against me like that, the naughtiness of doing something I’d never done before, that I swore I’d never do under any circumstances, and yet it felt so right with her. I let it all wash over me.
Kaira pulled back and grinned. "Of course I'd be lying if I said I'd never been with a woman before. It's kind of my thing. But I'd be more than happy to show you a whole new world."
I felt a hunger, a lust, an urgency that was surprising. It was more intense than anything I’d felt in the real world, and this was something that was just happening in a video game! I couldn’t believe I was doing it, but I tugged at her shirt and armor which was taking some creative license with the whole armor removal process but whatever, pulled it up revealing her toned stomach underneath leading up to those delicious breasts that I so desperately wanted to taste.
And as I sat in my chair hunched over the computer looking at her avatar on screen I couldn’t help but think back to the picture I’d seen on her Elassa account. I imagined her over me in the real world. Pressing against me. God it was so fucking hot!
She growled and pressed into me, her growl vibrating down my throat even as her tongue explored my mouth. As I arched my back and pressed myself against her, loving the feel of my sensitive nipples brushing against her breasts which popped into view as I pulled up on her shirt and bikini armor bringing them into view.
We pulled away from the kiss and I didn’t know what to do. I was unsure of myself, so inexperienced never having done anything like this, but knowing that it was so right. Knowing that this was something I definitely wanted.
I reached down and started fumbling at her belt. She grinned that cocky confident grin and then she was looking at my own clothes. Yanking at my dress and ripping it down, pulling at the armor underneath, one of those ridiculous bikini armor pieces that I always wore a more appropriate role-playing dress over. I’d made sure to have that particularly scandalous set of armor on my character tonight because something in my subconscious knew something like this was going to happen.
And I realized that my subconscious knew it and wanted this to happen even as my conscious mind was being washed away by waves of pleasure, by waves of pure emotion, by the unstoppable wave of femininity that was this incredible woman.
We must’ve gotten each other out of our clothes in record time. She was a woman possessed. She was a woman who was taking what she wanted, and I was a woman who wanted her to take what she wanted. I felt her body press up against me, her thigh grinding against my pussy, and then she was moving down kissing along my body leaving a wet hot trail with her tongue until her mouth was even with my pussy.
I looked down at her and licked my lips. This was it. This was the moment of truth as her mouth and her warm lips hovered over my own. Did I let her do this? Fuck. There was never any question in my mind. I nodded and she smiled, pressing forward and licking out with her tongue. Moving inside me.
I threw my head back, allowed my wet hair to fall against the rocks with a slap, and gasped quietly as her incredibly talented tongue slid up inside me. It was so fucking incredible! Her hands reached out and grasped my waist as she explored my pussy with her mouth. My breath came in short gasps, her own breath came in ragged gasps as she looked up at me with a hunger that was mixed with something else. A loving expression.
I blinked at my keyboard. She described it exactly like that. She described her character looking at me with a loving expression. Did that mean… Could that possibly? I shook my head. No, I wasn’t going to read anything into that. Things were going fast, but I had only known this girl for a few weeks and it's not like we talked all that much in that time. Besides, she was probably caught up in the moment, and I wasn’t going to hold her accountable for things she said when she was caught up in a passionate moment like this no matter how much I wanted those words to be true.
I leaned forward and I got back into the game.
She ran her hands all over my body as her tongue continued its delicious work on my pussy. Running along my stomach, up to my breasts where she played with my nipples sending electric jolts running through my body. Her hands roaming along my own petite frame was so incredibly sexy. She was completely dominating me. I looked from her beautiful face down to her sexy chest with nipples that were pressing out against my thighs with arousal, down to the spot where her tongue was buried in me as our bodies came together in a forbidden embrace.
An embrace that was forbidden by my own rules of role-playing. An embrace that was forbidden by the terms of service in Tales of Elassa even though it’s not like they could stop that sort of thing from happening since there were so many people playing the game, an embrace that was forbidden in the world of Elassa because she was a human and I was an elf, an embrace that had been forbidden in my mind up until recently because we were both women, and yet the naughty combination of all of those taboos being shattered at the same time was so incredibly hot that it had me over the edge.
In the real world I moved my hand down and started running it up and down my pussy as she started really giving it to me me in-game. I was so hot. I felt the hair standing up on the back of my neck, I felt my nipples pressing out towards the computer monitor. I felt my pussy getting so wet as I ran a finger up and down, as I felt small sparks going through my body outside the game world as explosions were running through my body in the game world.
I really hoped Megan didn’t decide to come home from the bar any time soon.
&n
bsp; My character's movements grew more erratic. This was going fast, but that was just fine with me because I was so damn close. I realized that only one of her hands was exploring me at this point. The other was down between her legs and her ass was moving back and forth in a hypnotic dance as she continued going down on me. Huh. I guess going down on the straight girl for the first time, even if it was a digital encounter, was doing something for her as she moaned into my pussy. That was enough to send my character over the edge, squeezing her eyes shut and screaming as impossible waves of pleasure crashed over her body.
Of course the explosion my character was feeling were nothing compared to the explosions that were going off in my computer chair. I was breathing heavily, crying out. I pressed my fingers against my pussy, not even inside my shorts, and then it was happening. I was shuddering, my entire body felt like it was on fire as explosions of tingly pleasure shot off all through me. I felt an impossible warmth spreading through my stomach, I felt an impossible pleasure between my legs. I had to grip my chair with my free hand as I rode out that wave of orgasmic pleasure.
Holy shit! This was more intense than anything I’d felt with a guy before, and I wasn’t even with a guy! Fuck, this wasn't even in person! This was just characters on a screen!
And yet it was so fucking hot. It was going straight to the pleasure centers of my brain. It was short-circuiting every other part of my body, it was short-circuiting every bit of conscious thought I had. All I could think about was this incredible woman who’d gone from a stranger in an inn to a confidant, someone I felt I could trust, to a lover in almost every sense of the word who'd completely redefined what gender I thought I was into, and all in such a short amount of time.
And the end result is I was sitting in my computer chair with my hand buried between my legs, not even touching myself directly, feeling the most intense orgasm of my life exploding over me. I was seeing stars. I was seeing double. My monitor seemed to split in front of my vision for a moment and then everything was blurred as I concentrated on that amazing pleasure.
Then it was over. I was coming down and still breathing heavily. I looked to the screen where I saw a couple of messages waiting for me. I blushed as I realized she probably knew exactly what I was doing.
“You there?”
“Amber?”
“Seems like someone’s having a good time over there! ;)”
I smiled and typed out a response. A one handed response. “Wouldnt yu like to kno?”
“Oh I think all the spelling errors you’re suddenly making tells me everything I need to know baby,” she said.
I blushed. Damn it. Of all the times to throw proofreading out! “You’re very cocky.”
“And I think you love it that way.”
I bit my lip. She was absolutely right. She was cocky, arrogant, and sort of full of herself. And yet if she really looked the way she did in her picture, as good as she was at writing, I could understand why she was so cocky and confident. And it made me wonder why she’d be interested in a girl like me, but I pushed that thought down. That wasn’t something I was going to get into now. Not with that wonderful experience we just shared.
“So is there any point in finishing the dungeon?” I asked.
“Up to you,” she said. “I hear there’s some sweet gear at the end, and that fight with Whitebeard is supposed to be pretty gnarly!”
I grinned. “And here I thought you were just taking me down here to get me all alone.”
“Well I was,” she said. “But this also happens to be one of my favorite dungeons. Also happens to be one of my favorite stories from Elassa.”
“Me too!” I said.
I couldn’t believe she knew about that story. Most people didn’t. It was from a short story that most people never gave a chance because it was a short when they felt like Kaitlyn Morgan should have been working on the next novel in the series, but as far as I was concerned they could all take their opinions and go to hell. Anything that woman wrote was genius in my opinion.
“Really? You like it? Most people hate that story!”
“Anyone who hates an author for giving them something because they want something bigger is a selfish asshole in my opinion!” I said.
“I feel the same way,” she said. “Though I can’t really say that.”
“Why not? Just lay into people on Amazon or something!” I know I do from time to time when I’m pissed off.”
“I wish, but I can’t. Trust me on this one,” she said.
“Whatever. Yelling at people on the Internet is half the fun of being on the Internet!”
“Uh-huh. So we’re finishing the dungeon?”
“Sounds like a plan to me!”
“Can you give me maybe five minutes?”
I smiled as I realized exactly why she probably needed five minutes after that intense session. Hell, I felt like I needed a breather as well. Maybe some time to go back to my room and change my panties. My current pair were thoroughly soaked through and that was going to get uncomfortable here in a few minutes.
“Sure,” I said. “I could take five.”
“Sounds like a plan,” she said.
The rest of the evening wasn't quite as intense as what we experienced after that encounter. We still flirted hot and heavy though, and something had changed between us. Changed for the better. We chatted, but underneath all the flirtation there was something else. There was a warmth that settled into the pit of my stomach. There was the knowledge that she wanted me as much as I'd been wanting her almost since that first night. That she’d seen something she wanted and took it, and it had been so fucking hot! I’d never really been attracted to the bad boy stereotype before, though I guess in this case it would be the bad girl stereotype, but there was something about this girl that had me going wild in the best possible way.
And so we ended up staying awake well into the morning chatting with each other and having a good time, visiting some of our favorite dungeons in the older parts of the game and going on what turned out to be one of the best dates ever, even if it was just in a videogame.
It was crazy, but I was starting to fall for my digital lover. That thought terrified me even as it filled me with warm fuzzies. It was new territory. Completely uncharted. And yet it was so much fun, so right, that I couldn't stop.
10: IRL?
It seemed like a rule of the universe. Something incredible happened between me and Kaira and then she disappeared for several days. Once again I found myself obsessively checking my phone whether I was in class or at work. Once again I was leaving Elassa chat up on my work computer and my home computer. I was constantly refreshing my friends list to see when she was last online. And every time the last time she was online ended up being the last time we chatted. That magical night where I’d let things go perhaps a little too far, but it’d been so wonderful that I didn’t care.
And then nothing. No contact whatsoever. No word from her, no messages, not even anything from her email even though she had mine thanks to me sending her my manuscript.
I told myself she was busy with work and she’d get in touch with me when she could. And yet there was still that gnawing sense of doubt that something would inevitably go wrong now that things seemed to be going so very right.
That voice grew more insistent as the week wore on with no contact. Almost to the point that it was screaming at me that I’d been ridiculous for thinking anything like a romance could blossom in a fucking video game of all places. She probably just told me what I wanted to hear, blowing smoke up my ass until she got what she wanted, and I’d played right into her hands.
It was a real pain in the ass having a brain that automatically jumped to the worst-case scenario no matter what the scenario happened to be, but it was something I’d learned to live with.
Needless to say after a week of stewing in that worst-case scenario mindset I was pleasantly surprised one evening when I was sitting at an inn in the middle of nowhere and I saw her come o
nline.
My hands were immediately on the keyboard without thinking. And immediately I forced myself to sit still. Forced myself to not say anything.
No, I wasn’t going to be the one to make the first move. I knew it was petty, especially considering she was probably just busy with work, but there it was. I couldn’t help myself. I was irritated that I’d been left waiting for so long.
My chat window started blinking. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I saw that blink. So familiar, something I’d seen countless times since I started playing Tales of Elassa, and yet it was something that made my stomach twist ever since I’d met this woman.
It was hard not to reach up and click that notification immediately, but I was still feeling annoyed. I knew it was irrational, I knew it wasn’t exactly fair to her, but I couldn’t help myself. I felt abandoned and annoyed at the crazy roller coaster of emotion I’d been on waiting for her to come back online. I knew objectively that was mostly my issue, that was mostly me and my tendency to read a worst-case scenario into absolutely everything, but I couldn’t help the way I felt.
My chat window dinged again. Another private message.
“Are you going to answer that thing?” Megan asked.
I looked over my shoulder and she pulled her headphones off. I didn’t realize my speakers were that loud. Loud enough for her to hear through her expensive gaming headphones, at least. I blushed and muttered an apology as I turned back to my computer. As I reached up and clicked on that message.
“Hi!”
“Hello?”
“Are you there?”
“Is something wrong? Did I do something?”
I went from anger and annoyance to guilt in an instant. Like I said, a roller coaster of emotions. She was excited to see me and I was ignoring her. Obviously I’d pushed her into her own worst-case scenario when she saw me online and I didn’t answer her right away. And yet I was also still a little irritated that she just expected me to answer her right away. That she expected me to jump when she decided she had time for me.
