Dm and the Dirty 20s
Copyright© 2025 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 38
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 38 - 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
I cleared my throat, trying not to look up from the sheet of paper as I set it down and carefully folded it. I’d known I was probably going to get turned on, reading the consent letters, and had been prepared for most things. I had not been prepared for Elyse’s detailed admission.
My face was a little red. I could feel it.
I glanced up at Rhia first - she was the one who had set all this in motion, she should be ready for it.
Rhia was blushing too.
So was Tori.
I finally looked at Elyse and she was blushing extra hard.
“Alright,” I said. “Everyone finished?” They mumbled their replies, their nods telling me more than their words. “OK. Ladies, I know that was personal. Vulnerable. I appreciate the time each of you took on what you communicated to me, and I hope mine was clear and helped settle some nerves. Since I’m the person with the most, ah, ‘control’ in the situation, did anyone have any questions for me about what I gave you?”
“Nope,” Rhia said. Tori shook her head. Elyse blushed just a little more, turning a cute pink colour, and swallowed.
“Then I think, before we jump back into the game, I want to do this.” I stood up and went around the side of the table to Elyse, offering my hand. She took it and looked up at me like she thought I was going to act on what she’d written immediately, and was both terrified and delighted. Maybe a little more towards terrified. Instead, I pulled her to her feet and wrapped her up in a bear hug, and she quickly hugged me back.
“Thank you for trusting me,” I said quietly.
“I can’t believe I wrote all that,” she mumbled into my chest.
I pulled her back by her shoulders lightly and cupped her face in my hands, wiping her cheeks with my thumbs. “Thank you,” I said again. Then I kissed her on the forehead. She crashed into me for another hug, then let me go.