Chapter 43 – Her Room<h1></h1>


    John had not been to Rave’s actual room before. They typically hung out in the video game area instead. The order in which their rtionship progressed was jumbled. John was fine with that.


    Stepping into her room was like being embraced by Rave’s entire personality. Everything from the fuzzy red carpet to the techno merchandise stering the walls was shy and colourful. He recognized Monstercat and Tomorrond, everything else was outside his frame of reference. Two windows allowed light to flood in, illuminatingrgely unused beanbags and arge palm nt that made sure the corner it stood in didn’t feel as empty. A gamingptop upied a ck table, right next to her absurdlyrge bed. The mattress was barely visible under the myriad of pink and ck pillows.


    The air was pregnant with his girlfriend’s scent: sweet with a note of peppermint. There were some items scattered about, some dust on surfaces that were rarely used, but by andrge it was clean. It only made him feel worse about the mess he still had at home.


    “Ya like it?” Rave asked, after closing the door. Nervously, she twirled one of the long strands of her hair around her index finger.


    “It’s exactly how I would have imagined your room,” John responded and smiled at her. “I love it.”


    Rave let out a little breath of relief, then grabbed him by the hand. “Great. Now.” She guided him to the bed and then shoved him onto the pillows. After a few small bounces, he came to a rest. “I think I owe ya some photos.”


    John had actually forgotten about that. With what else had happened after the second Spectre fight, it had slipped his mind. Now reminded of that promise, he grinned and pulled out his smartphone. “How about you strike some poses for me?” he requested.


    Rave smiled at the camera. A wolfish, hungry smile, that only vanished when she started stretching. One arm raised to the ceiling, the other holding onto the elbow, legs straight and hips ever so slightly pushed out. The loose top revealed the belly button of her athletic midriff. Stretch jeans were mildly wrinkled around her bnced thighs. The phone made a clicking sound.


    Rave’s hands wandered behind her back. Smiling wide, she bowed forwards. John’s heart throbbed at the cute, gleeful expression she gave him. The loose top this time gave him a nice, deep view down her chest, showing off the white bra she wore today. The phone made a clicking sound.


    Rave turned around, ced her feet far apart, and put her hands on her hips. A shift and her butt became a pronounced work of art, one cheek stretched, the other underlined by a deep crease, both round and drool-inducing. She smiled over her shoulder, mischievous and waiting eagerly. The phone made a clicking sound.


    “Take your top off,” his pants were straining by now.


    Rave grabbed the lower edge of her top and pulled it off in one smooth motion. John had never appreciated how gorgeous a woman’s back could be until he saw hers. The smoothness of evenly coloured skin, the little depression of her spine, the shifting of her shoulder des, all of it was a reminder that he was staring at a woman in the prime of her life. She tossed her top over her shoulder. Itnded right next to John. He took another photo, while opening his pants. The zipper had be a terrible confinement.


    Rave stood there, back still turned towards him and asked, “What’s next, tiger?”


    Giving her orders was a rush. “Pants next,” he stated. One swift motion and she peeled out of the tight legwear. After kicking it aside, she returned to the previous pose. Now he could see her heart shaped pillow of an ass in all of its glory. The white thong barely hid anything. “You always colour coordinate your underwear.”


    Rave shrugged with a giggle. “It’s a bit of work, but it''s worth it. Ya wanna talk about that or-“


    “Turn back towards me,” he interrupted her. “Slowly.”


    Each moment of her facing him wasmitted to the phone’s drive. Hungrily, his eyes roamed over her curves, taking in her petite, still covered breasts and long legs. That midriff was just perfect, defined enough to show she was healthy and yet subtle enough not to make her too fit. A little bit of wetness showed in her white thong.


    “Lie down on the bed,” John instructed. Rave sashayed over and brushed the side of his face in passing. An eager nce wandered down to where he was stroking his cock. He had gotten rid of his pants and started masturbating almost unconsciously. Rave climbed onto the bed andid down on her stomach. Legs angled, spine curved, she offered another shot of her ass. “Roll over.” Rave did and the camera kept clicking. Teasingly, she bit the tip of her index finger. “Touch yourself.”


    “Finally,” Rave purred. Middle joined the index finger and she sucked both until they were glistening with wetness. Then she reached down. She pushed her hand under the thong. A sultry gasp escaped her, when she slipped into her hole. The little piece of underwear did practically nothing to hide the slow movements of her self-pleasuring.


    John got a perfect shot of her. Eyes half closed, lips parted in a moan, face distorted in lust. That was a photo he would keep forever. “Use your second hand too.” The strings of the thong stretched, pressed deep into the sides of Rave’s hips, as it was pulled further upwards. It made room for both of her hands. Wet noises filled the room when she fingerfucked herself while rubbing her clit. John took more and more photos as he kept watching. His own masturbation matched her pace. “Take off the bra,” he moaned. Rave stopped what she was doing for a moment to follow his instructions.


    Her perky, pink nipples revealed, she got back to work. Rave’s body started to softly wind in the pillows. Pleasure coursed through her, recing her teasing nces with eyes full of longing. They wandered between the camera and his cock.


    John moved closer by instinct. First, he took close shots of her pussy. The constant rubbing and lust turned the pretty pink of her lips into a reddish shade. Sexier, rawer, and still so gorgeous. The fingers pumping in and out of her petals were wet – although no longer because of saliva.


    He moved upwards, slowly, taking close-up shots of her entire body. Finally, he arrived at her face. Her flustered cheeks and depraved eyes. He couldn’t resist and sat over her face, his dick just above her glossy, full lips. “Suck it.”


    Immediately, she followed the order. Glossy pink lips wrapped around the head. Her tongue probed the underside of his ns, then moved in circles when she found the sensitive spot. Rave may not have gained Skills like him, but she learned what to do the normal way. Moving her head in small, swaying motions, she sucked him in deeper. More confident and more expressive than she had been the first few times.


    Her head glided back and forth. Still, that chaos of her pink mane didn’t get in the way. Slurping sounds filled the room. Rave put as much of him into her mouth as the angle allowed. The phone kept on making clicking sounds. An album’s worth of depravity was being created. Tingles rushed up his spine. Through half-lidded eyes, she kept staring up at the camera, up at him. As the wet noisesing from her pussy increased in frequency, her gaze eventually became distant. She was still looking in the direction of the camera, but no longer at it.


    So close to climax, John’s cock popped out of her mouth. Panting heavily, Rave moaned, “I’m cumming!” She was spasming underneath him and he was too far gone to muster the patience to wait. The perfect fapping material right there in front of him.


    Rubbing himself topletion, he shot rope after rope of his semen over her gorgeous face. As she was getting covered, she gasped andughed, still writhing in her own orgasm. Cum soiled her face, her finely swung eyebrows, and soaked into the strands that ran criss-cross across her face.


    Thest photo he took was of her moving her fingers towards her face. Some of the semen running down her features had been scooped up. Face flush, in the middle of panting, her tongue extended like she was about to taste a great delicacy.


    She knew how to drive him wild. He repaid her many times over for the sight.


    Their rtionship was off to a good start.