Gaming for Love

"So... you're not gonna kick me out?" Michael asked.

"Hell no." Remembering his religious upbringing, Ashley continued, "Listen, I don't ever want to pressure you into something that you aren't comfortable with or that you'd feel wrong about. If you need to leave, I'm cool with that; I'd still want to see you again. If all you want to do is sleep, that's perfectly fine, too. But if you're interested in turning in your V-card... I'm more than willing."

Michael's mouth dried up at this. He didn't necessarily share his parents' views that sex should only occur within a marriage. Still, he had always known he only wanted to lose his virginity to someone special, someone that he could trust implicitly. Was Ashley that person? A small part of him was still terrified that this might be a setup, but the look in Ashley's eyes was slowly eroding that fear. He wanted to trust her, no matter how much the logical side of his brain told him not to. Taking a deep breath, Michael Goldman decided to take a leap of faith.

"I want to."

Without a word, Ashley stood from the sofa and pulled Michael to his feet, leading him to her bedroom. A pair of blue lava lamps in either corner emitted a soft glow, and the décor reflected Ashley's true gamer girl personality. A pair of plush toys, Pikachu and Yoshi, stood guard atop her bed, her computer screensaver depicted Princess Peach and Princess Daisy, and her TV in the corner had both a Super Nintendo and a N64 plugged into it.

"Retro. Very nice," Michael remarked, nodding his approval.

"Sometimes, the old ways are best," Ashley agreed with a smirk. Melting into his arms once more, she turned her back and held her hair aside, beckoning, "Unzip me, please."

Michael's hands trembled as he lowered the zipper down to the small of her back. The mere sight of her exposed skin was enough to bring him dangerously close to blowing his top right then and there, but a few deep breaths managed to calm him down. He fumbled for several seconds with the clasp at the top of the dress, but Ashley showed no signs of impatience; they had all the time they needed, after all. At last, he managed to unhook the clasp, and Ashley allowed the red dress to slide off her body and down to the floor. She turned, now clad only in a white strapless bra and matching panties.

"I'll teach you more about how to get one of these off another time," Ashley cooed. "But for now..."

In one swift motion, she reached behind her back with one hand and undid her bra clasp. She was still pressed against Michael's chest, holding the garment in place for the time being, much to his disappointment. Ashley only grinned as she backed up out of his arms, holding the bra in place with her hands for a few moments longer.

"Oh, come on..." Michael whimpered.

"Poor boy," Ashley teased. "Remember, anticipation is a huge part of foreplay."

"Anticipation or torture?"

"Amazing how often those two coincide," Ashley shot back with a giggle.

Deciding Michael had waited long enough, Ashley lowered her arm and allowed the bra to fall to the floor. Michael stared in awe at her perky breasts, high and firm on her chest. He certainly wasn't an expert, but they appeared to be about a B-cup, and her nipples were already rock hard, beckoning him to touch them. The rest of her body was just as amazing. Her milky skin contained not a single speck or blemish, save for the tattoo on her shoulder, and that only served to accentuate her beauty. He moved forward, reaching for her breasts, but Ashley slapped his hands away.

"Nuh uh," she said, shaking her finger at him. "You don't get to touch until I see some of what you've got."

Ashley reached for Michael's clothes to try and speed the process along, but was soon stumped by his tie. Michael found this quite amusing, considering the difficulty men notoriously had with bras. He undid the knot and tossed the tie on the floor, beginning to unbutton his white dress shirt. At this point, Ashley just stood back and watched, as Michael had done with her. After he removed his dress shirt and undershirt, Ashley's eyes widened with lust and desire. As much as she wanted to jump his bones then and there, she managed to restrain herself. It was only fair, after her previous denial of his touch. Michael was clearly nervous as he undid his belt and lowered his suit pants. His boxers were tented from his erection and already stained with a bit of his precum, which Ashley took as a massive compliment.

"Very nice," she whispered in a husky voice.

"Thanks," Michael replied with a nervous grin.

Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, she continued, "Time for the big reveal, then?"

With a seductive grin on her face, Ashley began to lower the garment down her legs, her breasts jiggling as she bent over to kick them off. Michael was frozen in place with sheer amazement at the sight before him. Here he was, in the presence of the most gorgeous girl he had ever imagined, naked as the day she was born. Her shaved pussy looked so warm and inviting; how he ached to feel her wrapped around him. After allowing him a moment to stare, she sauntered up to him and slipped her fingers into his boxers.

"May I?" Ashley asked.

All Michael could do was nod at that point, and Ashley planted her lips on his as she allowed his boxers to fall to the floor. She smiled as she took his member in her hand, feeling that he was indeed packing substantial weaponry. Ashley soon remembered that this was Michael's first time; it would be all he could manage not to go off too soon. She stopped her teasing for the moment and turned to her double bed. After slipping underneath the covers, she patted the spot next to her, which Michael readily occupied.

They spent the next several minutes kissing and exploring each other's bodies with their hands and mouths. Michael was pleased to discover that Ashley's breasts were indeed quite firm, fitting perfectly in his hands. As wonderful as feeling them was, he enjoyed tasting them even more, and especially the reactions this brought about from Ashley. All the while, she allowed her own hands to explore Michael's body. She found a particularly strong erogenous zone at the back of his neck where his hairline began. Soon, neither could stand it any longer; they had to make love.

"Michael," Ashley whispered, "I can see in your eyes that you're worried about performance. Don't be. You've already made this night more special than I ever imagined it could be. Just enjoy for as long as it may last."

"But-"

"Trust me," she continued, silencing him with a kiss. "This is only the first of many times we're going to do this."

As Ashley pushed him onto his back and straddled him, Michael had the presence of mind to ask, "Do we need any... protection?"

Ashley stopped at this, stunned by his kind consideration. "Michael, you really are the best kind of guy around. You don't have to worry about me getting pregnant; I'm on the pill. I'm also clean per my last doctor's visit, but if you'd feel more comfortable with a condom, I'm happy to oblige. I keep a few spares in my nightstand."

Though the logical part of his brain told him to agree to it, Michael couldn't help but put his faith in this girl. "No, that's all right. I trust you're being honest. Just wanted to be sure."

Ashley sealed her lips around Michael's once more, positioning the head of his cock at her entrance as she did so. After a moment of silent understanding, he placed his hands on her hips and guided himself into her moist pussy. The feelings were exquisite, like liquid velvet squeezing his member. She made sure to keep a slow pace, allowing Michael to savor every new sensation that came along. After arriving at the base of his cock, Ashley sat straight up, displaying her pert breasts for her lover.

"Holy shit, Ashley..." Michael moaned.

"You're mine, now," she giggled. "And I don't plan on letting go of you anytime soon..."

"No complaints from me," he admitted with a grin.

For the next five minutes, Ashley treated Michael to the ride of his life, teasing and tormenting his engorged cock with every inch of her pussy. She was pleasantly surprised to see that he was able to last so long on his first time, long enough even for her to reach a small orgasm of her own. All the while, Michael couldn't help but cup her perfect breasts in his hands. As he drew close to climax, Michael pulled Ashley down to lie face-to-face with him and planted a sensuous kiss on her lips. The sensation of her fingers on his cheeks and running through his hair were too much at that point, and he sent his seed into her waiting pussy with a guttural moan of ecstasy.

"Mmm... I love that feeling," Ashley purred, savoring Michael's cock twitching within her folds.

Spent and content, Michael couldn't even utter a word in reply, so Ashley slipped off his cock and rolled next to him, laying her head on his chest. After a few seconds of blissful quiet, the blood began to flow back to Michael's brain, allowing him to think more rationally.

"Ashley... this is so crazy..."

"Yeah, but crazy good, right?" she grinned.

"Oh, of course! It's just... we barely even know each other, but you're already looking at me like you're in... well... the 'L' word."

Nodding, Ashley began to explain, "I guess in matters of the 'L' word, I've always tried to follow my gut instinct. It's never steered me wrong in other areas. But, I've never had the best luck with men, thinking I could change them and whatnot."

"Sounds like you ignored your gut in those cases," Michael observed.

"Yeah, I think you're right. But tonight, with everything that's happened, I keep looking for a chink in your armor, for some sign that sends my gut into high alert mode, but I found nothing. Everything about you... my gut says to hang onto you and never let go. God, I hope I'm not scaring you off with this..."

"Not at all," Michael grinned, kissing her on her forehead. "Still, there's a lot we don't know about each other, isn't there?"

"Yeah, but that's easily remedied. Favorite movie?"

"Huh? Oh, Star Wars: A New Hope," Michael replied, realizing she was trying to get to know him better.

"Figures," she teased. "Mine is The Princess Bride."

"Never pegged you for a chick flick kind of girl," he teased right back.

"Hey, it's my one and only chick flick that I like! Every other one I've seen can go to hell!" she laughed.

"Fair enough. Um... favorite color?"

"Violet."

"Nice. Blue for me, so original."

"Nothing wrong with a classic," Ashley replied. "Favorite band?"

"The Blues Brothers."

"Seriously?!"

"Yeah, people forget how many great musicians Dan Aykroyd and John Belushi found for their group. I'm guessing yours is My Chemical Romance?" Michael asked.

"Nope. They may have my favorite song, but my favorite band is Boyz II Men. I could listen to them forever..."

"No way I can argue with that," Michael agreed.

Thinking a moment, Ashley asked, "Biggest pet peeve behind the wheel?"

"People who talk on their phones while driving all the time."

"Ugh! I know what you mean! Mine is people who don't use their turn signals while driving."

"Preach it," Michael sighed. Deciding to get a bit more personal, he asked, "Biggest turn off?"

"Dishonesty, both in telling lies and just not being yourself," Ashley said without hesitation. "You?"

"I'd say... an inability to communicate."

"Ooh, a deep answer. How so?"

Thinking a moment, Michael replied, "Well, you hear all the time about guys who screw a relationship up by saying something stupid, yet the entire situation could have been avoided if the couple had only communicated their expectations. But when they don't, both are left making assumptions, which only leads to trouble."

"Look at you! Teaching me right away how to be the kind of girlfriend you need!" Ashley marveled, kissing him on the cheek.

"T-Thanks," Michael blushed.

"Well, well. Looks like someone is rarin' to go again," Ashley giggled, seeing his cock hardening once again.

"It's... kinda tough not to be hard when you're around," he admitted.

"No complaints from me," she retorted before straddling him.

"Holy fuck..." Michael groaned as Ashley engulfed him once more.

Riding him at a steady pace, she decided to continue their little game. "Biggest turn on?"

"Huh?"

"Tell me your biggest turn on. Come on, I'm not going faster if you don't play along," Ashley giggled, sticking her tongue out at him.

Though he struggled to think in such a highly aroused state, Michael managed to eek out, "Other than your breasts?"

Ashley laughed at this. "Yes, other than my breasts. Boys," she snorted, rolling her eyes.

"Then, I'd say... confidence. Uh... you?"

"The same," Ashley whispered, leaning her face close to his again. "Your turn. Ask me."

"Um... biggest fear?"

Biting her lower lip, she replied, "Being trapped in a toxic relationship. You?"

"Until tonight, dying a virgin," he grinned.

"Well, nuts to that! What else you got?"

She slowed her pace a bit, allowing Michael to think. "Failing to leave a better life behind for my kids," he finally said.

Ashley's eyes lit up at this. "You want kids?"

"I do, someday, with the right girl, of course." Realizing he may have hit a sore spot, he asked, "W-What about you?"

Ashley sank down all the way on his cock before replying, "With the right guy, I'd have as many as we could support."

Michael couldn't help but smile at that prospect; he'd long considered himself a family-oriented guy.

"Hey, pay attention. Your turn," Ashley said, playfully slapping him.

"Oh, let's see... ideal weekend?

"Honestly... just hanging at home with a fantastic guy, making love at every chance, shutting the rest of the world out..."

"I was beginning to think I was the only introvert in the world! Where have you been all my life?!" Michael sighed.

"So, I take it you'd like that kind of weekend, too?"

"No doubt."

"Political affiliation?" she asked with a smirk.

"I guess I'm... fiscally conservative. I am Jewish, after all," he said with a laugh.

"Hah! Yeah, your people have a reputation with money, don't you?"

"And you?"

"Me? I'm pretty liberal... some would call me a social justice warrior. Is... that gonna be a problem?"

"Not at all," Michael replied, thrusting deep into her pussy again. "You meet a lot of people with a wide range of political stances in Jewish communities. Some are more conservative, especially on social issues, but others are about as liberal as you can get. All I care about is having a mutual respect and a willingness to defend why you believe what you believe."

Ashley was completely taken aback that the possibility of political disagreements in their relationship didn't scare him one bit. It dawned on her that they were just that: disagreements. All Michael wanted was the understanding between their differences, not blind agreement. In the current political climate, Ashley had thought such levelheaded people were extinct. Unable to hold back any further, she leaned down and kissed him long and hard, hammering his cock with her pussy all the while.

"You're amazing," Ashley breathed as they parted.

"You say that enough, I'm gonna start to believe it," he shot back with a grin.

"Believe it," she replied with all seriousness. "I've never met a guy like you. Everything we talk about, we're on the same page. I know what that means, but I should be more terrified of it..."

"What do you mean?"

"I... I'm falling for you, Michael. Hard. I should be scared that I'm gonna get hurt from that, but-"

Silencing her with a kiss, he answered, "I will never hurt you. Ever. You've given me so much already, and I'd be an ungrateful fool to hurt a girl like you. And... if you're trying to say that you're falling in... 'L' word... with me... I feel the same."

At that, they didn't need to say anything more. Their mutual orgasms were already near bursting, so giving in to their emotions was an easy next step. As they climaxed, both felt an incredible wave wash over them, one that seemed to indicate they would be bonded forever. Now exhausted from the evening's activities, Ashley rolled off Michael once more and pulled her pillow closer to his.

"So... what now, Boyfriend?" she asked with a grin.

Michael chuckled. "Now, I have to figure how I'm telling Mom and Dad I'm dating a Gentile girl."

A look of worry spread across Ashley's face. "You think they won't approve?"

He shrugged. "Dad ought to be just fine with it. Mom may huff a little bit, but they'll know how serious we are when I refuse to back down. I definitely won't let her put any pressure on you about converting; that's your decision alone. Don't worry. We're a team, now."

Smiling, Ashley clapped her hands twice, switching off the lava lamps and darkening the bedroom. Before drifting off to sleep, she leaned over for one last kiss with her new man.

"I love you, Michael."

"I love you, too, Ashley."

*****

The following week was a whirlwind of happiness for the new couple. Though both still had school and work obligations, they spent every bit of spare time they could muster together. Whether at Michael's apartment or Ashley's, they made love every night, learning more about each other all the while. Ashley had promised to teach Michael a few things, and did he ever learn. Even after only a week, she had expanded his foreplay skills, introduced him to oral sex, and even shown him her favorite vibrator. By the time Friday rolled around, they were as attached as a college couple could possibly be.

The fact they arrived together at the next meeting of the AU Pokémon League caused a bit of a stir, and that they were laughing and holding hands was an even bigger surprise. None of the other members had seen Ashley so much as chat with anyone else, let alone date them. As the pair walked in to the GameStop, an uncomfortable silence descended upon the room. After a moment, Eric stood with a stern expression on his face.

"Michael, good to have you back." Turning to Ashley, he continued, "Now, as for you. There's a new rule around here that you'll need to follow."

"The hell are you talking about?" Ashley sighed.

Without a word, Eric pointed to the poster behind him with the rules listed. It all looked as it had last week, but an additional rule had been added at the bottom of the poster.

Girls only rule: Tits, or GTFO.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Michael growled.

"Simple. If she wants to stay a member of the League, she has to show us her tits. Otherwise, she can get the fuck out," Eric smirked.

"You can't do that!" Ashley spat. "This is still an Auburn University club! The Dean of Student Affairs will shut you down for this!"

"Only if someone tells on us. And I know you don't want to be known as the spiteful bitch that ended the one and only club for all these poor lonely nerds you see here," Eric shot back.

Realizing that tattling would play right into his hand, Ashley said, "Fine. Then I challenge you for leadership of the League, as per rule 5."

"Of course, of course. But in order to challenge me, you first have to be a law-abiding member of the League. You wanna do this? Let's see those titties."

"You're disgusting," Ashley seethed.

"Hey, Sophia's already done it, and she's no worse for the wear. What's your problem, bitch?" Eric taunted.

Having had enough, Ashley was about to lift her shirt and flash him just for the satisfaction of taking Eric's leadership, but a hand stopped her before she could.

"No. I challenge you for leadership," Michael said.

Eric seemed surprised at this. "You? Why? You've got no skin in this, dude."

"She's my girlfriend. You bet your ass I've got skin in this. I challenge you for leadership, Eric."