Dm and the Dirty 20s
Copyright© 2025 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 21
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 21 - Shane has been playing 'The Game' for over two decades with his old college friends - D&D, but with sex. Now he's being asked to run 'a normal campaign' for some college coeds. It couldn't possibly happen again, right?
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Magic Were animal Sharing Light Bond Rough Spanking Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial White Male White Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Slow Violence
“Thanks for the extra game time today Shane,” Elyse said as she came out from the back first. Considering most of her costume was a robe and jewellery, it didn’t take her long to get back into her street clothes. The painted runes on the shaved portion of her undercut probably took the longest overall, but when she dropped her dirty blonde hair out of the bun she kept it in for Renee it hid them so she could wash it off at her leisure at home.
“Hey, my pleasure,” I said. “It was a fun bonus session.”
Elyse smirked a little and blushed again as she started putting her gaming stuff into her knapsack. “Yeah, I guess it was your pleasure,” she joked.
It was my turn to blush a little. “Things took a bit of a left turn there,” I said. “I wasn’t exactly expecting that. Not that I’m complaining, you and Olivia are both gorgeous girls. But please don’t think that’s expected of you-”
“Oh, no, I know,” Elyse said, shaking her head. “If I didn’t think it was funny, I wouldn’t have flashed you. Not that I have as much to ogle as Rhiannon. I mean, for real, that girl has some tits.”
“You’re not lyin’,” I chuckled. “But, to be clear, yours are pretty fantastic too. And you’ve got that nipple ring that looks super cute.”
“You think?” she grinned, one hand going to her chest for a moment.
“What’s the story there? Just some youthful rebellion? Lost a dare?”
Elyse sighed and gave me a chagrined look. “It was for an ex at the end of high school,” she said. “He wanted me to get both done, and I thought I was in love or whatever, so I went to get it done. It hurt so fucking much that I couldn’t do the other one. Plus I ended up breaking up with him before he ever got to see it in person. But I think it looks cute too so I keep it.”
I took a breath and let it out. “Tattoos and piercings for a relationship are never a good idea,” I said. “Not that I need to tell you, I guess.”
“What, you don’t want me to tattoo ‘Shane is my Dungeon Master’ on my lower back?” she chuckled.
“No!” I laughed. “God, no, please.”
The other girls were coming down the hall and the conversation shifted naturally as they packed up. I ordered them to take the leftover pizza so that I didn’t have it in the house for late-night snacks, and when I came back from the kitchen with it packed up they were ready to go.