The stage is set: you had a swell date, you ate some great food, Pepper even had a breakthrough in her fear of water… and she full-on asked you to take her to your place!

The time has come…

So, you begin in as cool and nonchalant of a voice as you can muster, what’s the verdict, huh? How’d you do tonight? A wry grin forms on the redhead’s face as she rubs her chin in thought. “HmmMmMM…” She muses as she looks to her PINK AXOLOTL for assistance, “You know what I could really go for right now, sandcrab?”

What?

“A GLASS OF WATER...” Replies the girl as she leans back onto the couch and stretches out a bit. “A big one. Yea, that’d do the trick… do you mind?”

You can’t help but deflate a bit at her response. Errr, sure, you grumble with a touch of impatience in your voice, you’ll… just sit tight, okay?

“You’re the beeeeesssst~” Chirps the Red Menace as she playfully kicks her feet in the air a few times. Rising with a grunt, you make your way back to the bathroom near the entrance and yank the door open revealing a closet-sized room where the toilet, sink, and shower are all huddled together like a bunch of lost puppies in the rain.

Grabbing one of the many glasses you keep next to the sink for just such an occasion, you wearily run a hand through your hair as the other fills the glass. At least she didn’t ask for [i]ice[/i], right?

Topping off your offering, you glance at the water and nod in approval–you’ve been drinking from this sink since you ‘moved in’... Pepper’ll live. Taking a quick swig from the bottle of mouthwash next to your worn-out toothbrush and the flattened tube of toothpaste next to it, you give your reflection in the mirror a reassuring stare and your cheeks a few steadying slaps.

She might be a handful, you think to yourself as a smile creeps back onto your stony face, but she’s YOUR handful… and she’s alive, too…

A water for ze lady, you lazily announce, kicking open the bathroom door with an exaggerated flourish of your hand, apologies, cara mia… we’re out of cucumber slice-

“I’ll manage…”

It’s a wonder you don’t drop the glass. The dim ceiling lamp illuminates your date’s pearly skin as she stands like a marble statue between you and the couch with her red dress and a lacy baby blue brassiere discarded at her pale feet. Clad in nothing but a matching blue thong that barely covers her ample behind, the girl covers her comparable breasts with her remaining arm as she stares at you longingly from over her shoulder.

Words fail you. Actions fail you. Thoughts fail you. Everything fails you save for one organ down south… that one’s doing pretty darn good right now. As a string of confused babble sputters out of your agape mouth, Pepper giggles as she takes a seat on the edge of the couch and cocks her head to the side with a foxy glimmer in her eyes.

“You wanted a verdict, right?” She purrs, hugging her breasts closer as color spreads through her cheeks, “Actions paint a better picture than words, y’know…”

The girl’s arm opens, freeing her round, snow-white breasts and inviting you to enter her embrace. Crossing the room and touching your lips to hers, you lose yourself in the girl’s soft, inviting body! Tearing your shirt off like a kid opening a Christmas present, Pepper presses herself against you as you run your fingers through her soft, red hair–close enough for you to feel the heat rising in her chest and the crotch of her underwear as you grind yourself against her.

As your tongues dance around each other’s mouths, you bristle at the sound of a faint, yearning moan coming from the girl’s mouth… a trick she employs again as your other hand works its way down her back and caresses her butt.

A thin web of saliva forms between your mouths as the girl pulls away from the kiss with a dazed look in her glimmering eyes. Panting in growing anticipation, the girl opens her mouth to say something, but a decisive thrust of your hips causes her to interrupt herself with a surprised yelp!

“Ah! M… mean…” She stammers in a halfway breathless voice, “W-wait… I gotta… I wanna tell you someth-”

Oh no, you smile as you gently knead her left breast, causing the Red Menace to bite her lip as her legs tremble around your waist, she said it herself: actions paint a better picture…

“Y-yES!” The girl exclaims, half in response to your chest massage, half in recognition, “Th-the table…”

The heat builds in your groin as you continue to rub it against Pepper’s… but you’re not too far gone to listen to what she has to say! Calling upon your Herculean willpower, you somehow manage to tear your eyes free of the feast before them and steal a glance at the coffee table. Sitting amidst the cardboard remains of your food sits a familiar DIGITAL CAMERA…

You slow down as your growing pleasure is joined by confusion… she’s… does she…

Pepper answers by turning your head back over to her smug, flushed face!

“Pics…” she murmurs through a bit lip, “Take… a LOT…”

You nearly burst right then and there. Seeing her chance, the girl flops back onto the couch with a playful giggle and rests her arm behind her head with a challenge issued by her eyes! Exposing her whole body to you, the stage is set for the first part of the impromptu photo shoot…

You oblige, of course. Snapping away like you’ve been doing it your whole life, you start off with a few reclining shots. Your model is only so happy to please–cupping her breasts as she stares into the camera, Pepper’s poses make your loins burn the longer you sample them! Toying with her nipples as she moans with pleasure… SNAP. Rolling over to enticingly wag her soft ass at the camera… SNAP. Reaching under the thin, lacy waistband of her thong and rubbing her mound… SNAP.

Somewhere in the middle of it all you catch the girl staring with wide eyes at your crotch… and the king-sized tent you’re pitching through your black slacks. The two of you must have some kind of mind-link, because the moment you undo the front of your belt, the redhead is already tearing your pants off like they were on fire!

Letting them fall to your feet along with your socks, the heat building in your throbbing member only builds as Pepper’s face betrays… excitement.

“Fuck, sandcrab…” She purrs, arching her back longingly, “Tell me you’ve got some protection…”

Pfft, you scoff, allowing yourself a brief moment of levity as you snap another few pictures of the girl, what kind of idiot wouldn’t have one of those on him? Fishing out a fresh GLOW-IN-THE-DICK CONDOM, you wag the contraceptive in her girl’s face enticingly. Can I get a hand here?

It takes every bit of willpower you’ve got to hold firm as Pepper rises from the couch and pulls down your boxer briefs revealing your lithe thighs and taut penis beneath… even more so when she gives it a gentle caress with a mischievous grin on her face.

“You’re not taking pic-tuuuuures~” She chides as she continues to run her fingers along your shaft! “You don’t want us to finish right NOW, do youuu?”

You respond by button-mashing the camera until it whines in protest–her fingers on your shaft… the sole drop of precum she gently licks up… the condom being unrolled… a lesser man would have given in by now, but though your body burns with the white-hot flames of pleasure, you keep your eyes on the prize:

She’s waiting for you.

Your protection finally secured after what you assume was an intentionally-long application process, Pepper gives your rod a gentle flick and nods in eager approval!

“Alright, sancrab…” She purrs as she lies back onto the sweat-coated couch and beckons you, “Can I get a hand now?”

SNAP.

You answer by bending down and grabbing the front of her lacy undergarments between your teeth! Giggling as your goatee tickles her, the girl’s laughter fades into a soft moan as you gently tug the thong off…

“Sorry…” Pepper purrs as her shaved vagina greets you with a moist sheen, “I… got pretty excited…”

SNAP.

The stage is set for the first of what you hope are MANY acts… as you stoop low to give her a kiss, the girl deftly slips out from under you and straddles you with a cheeky grin on her red face!

“More…” she huffs as the light above shines off of the thin layer of sweat covering her flushed breasts, “More pictures…”

SNAP.

Basking in the spotlight, the girl inches closer to your member with each photo!

SNAP.
SNAP.

SNAP.

Pleasure shoots up and down your cock as her crotch finally meets yours–both of you burning hotter than a pizza fresh out of the oven! With one last smug grin, the girl lifts herself a bit as she clasps a soft hand around your penis… before taking her time lowering herself onto it.

With every centimeter you fade further into pure primal lust. Animal instinct. You want to breed–to rut. To fill this girl’s soft body from head to toe with your seed…

SNAP.

Even Pepper is quiet, save for a hushed ‘fuck…’ as you feel something snap inside of her sex. Pausing her descent only halfway down your length, the girl looks down at you with approval in her sapphire eyes.

“You’re… huge… s-sandcrab…”

SNAP.

And she’s so TIGHT, you respond in an equally-stunted voice! With another quiet moan, the girl offers her thanks by squeezing her thighs together a bit, turning her already-narrow passage even NARROWER.

Giving her butt a solid spank in return, the girl bucks her hips as a surprised yelp escapes her lips! Like the sound of an invisible starting gun, the two of you are OFF: Pepper’s breasts bouncing above you as she claws your chest for support and moans in ecstasy, and you clasping a hand around her ample hips and pausing only to take pictures and spank her!

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!

Thrusting up and down inside of her, the girl’s tightness does little to add to your sexual longevity–a clearer mind would know you’d been pounding the sofa for minutes, but to you the rutting is over far too soon…

Sensing the end in your eyes, Pepper prepares her coup de grace and begins to caress her left breast as she moans a command in a dazed, nigh-unintelligible voice:

“Let's… finish… camera… close…”

Despite it all, you manage to decipher her mad ramblings–giving her butt another firm, resounding spank, you manage to prop the camera on your chest at an angle that captures Pepper mid-ride along with your cock penetrating her… seeing the picture yourself, you’re just about to set off the fireworks show building in your groin when the girl mutters something mid-bounce:

“Th-three…”

The muscles around your groin tighten in building anticipation.

SNAP.

“T-two…”

Coiling like springs… almost there…

SNAP.

“O-o-one…”

One…

SNAP!

Like the first note of an orchestral crescendo, you feel something click as the floodgates open… moaning in perfect synch, your hips buck against each other as you feel your hot, sticky satisfaction crash against the inside of your condom… the thin, rubbery barrier filling up with your load almost instantly.

Beads of gossamer sweat drip from Pepper’s hair, breasts, and heaving abdomen as she struggles to regain her breath. Collapsing onto you with a defeated, but pleased, sigh, she snatches the camera away from you and takes one more post-coital selfie with you before letting the device tumble to the floor.

Laying in each other’s sweaty, heaving embrace, neither of you dares to ruin the moment with a quip or remark… if you could, you think in your still-hazy head, you’d stay like this forever…

It’s only after you shift a bit that you realize you’re still inside Pepper. Moving to free yourself, your attempt is met with a snarl from the Red Menace! Bu-

“NO,” she snaps in a still-dreamy tone, “I want you in me for a little longer…”

Well, you retort with a wry grin, you can always go for another round…

“Mmmmm~” The girl hums mischievously, “Well when you put it THAT way…”

Bouncing on your spent manhood one more time, the girl giggles as you let out a surprised yelp–h-hey, you stammer, she’s gonna break the damn condom…

Pepper smiles at you as if calling a bluff. “... what if I don’t WANT to us-”

Nuh-uh, you counter as you give her butt another firm spank, you aren’t ready for THAT yet!

“Hmph…” The redhead pouts as she crosses her arm over her chest, “Well hurry up and get ready for Round 2, then… and 3. And maybe 4.”

Is she serious, you sputter as disbelief clashes with arousal in your head, isn’t she TIRED?

The girl vigorously shakes her head. “I TOLD you… I. Want. All OF YOU, DIESEL CRASH.”

And I want you, PEPPER… all of you.

Round 2 turns into Round 4… Round 4 turns into Round 8… Round 8 turns into… well, you lose count around the time you hear birds chirping to greet the morning sun! Muscles aching and eyes struggling to stay open, you abandon hope of carrying your weary bones and the girl sound asleep on top of them to the bed… or even donning any clothes.

Caressing Pepper’s sweat-flecked hair as you feel yourself drift off to sleep, you know all too well that your little romp will have consequences–Pepper missing her curfew, you having to work in what… six hours?

It’s a dog’s life, that’s for sure… but feeling your favorite reporter’s quiet, satisfied snore as she uses you as a pillow? It makes the trouble totally worth it…

And that, you think as you feel your eyes finally close, is just fine by you…

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Pub: 17 Feb 2025 04:13 UTC

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