An Ironic meeting

First meeting

God why am I doing this? Why did I even agree to this. My thoughts bounce around in my head as I stared up at the sign that read in big blinking letters "XXX Adult store." My eyes trail down from the sign to the door. My heated cheeks up and I swallow the lump in my throat before silently walking in. It's smoking and the first thing I fucking see is a huge black didlo. I almost squeak and ran from the store when I saw it.

Why did I have to make that bet with Dave? Why did I think I could beat him at video games when I suck so fucking horribly? Oh yea because I wanted to prove a point to that prick. I let out a shaky breath as I slowly walked through the store.

My cheeks keeps heating up at all the toys, I just wanted to run away at this point. I wanted to go home and curl up in a blanket then watch a sucky romance comedy until I forget about this whole experience.

"Need help little motherfucker." A raspy deep voice says in my ear making me jump almost ten feet in the air. I turn around to see the fucker who scared the shit out of me. He is at least a foot taller than I, maybe more. He has weird clown make up on his face with a stupid dopey smile. His shirt hung off his shoulders a bit and his baggy pants sag a little so I got a glimpse at his Polka dotted boxers. His black hair was mess on top of his head, it look like he never took a fucking comb to it.

"Fucking shit, don't fucking sneak on me you shit head." I yelled then quickly quiet down when I saw another costumer peak her head around to see what was happening.

"Sorry motherfucker, I just saw that you were motherfuckin looking around and thought you might want some help." The guy said keeping a smile on his face. I started to calm down a little and looked away.

"Yea I'm looking for something, I think its a ball gag or something." I mumbled, if this guy could help me get out of here faster then I'll gladly take the help.

"Follow me then motherfucker, oh by the way the name Gamzee." He said as he started to lead me towards the back of the store. I followed and blush even brighter when he handed me to the ball bag. I looked up when I heard Gamzee start to chuckle.

"What are you laughing at fucker." I say while narrowing my eyes at him.

"Your blush is just so motherfuckin cute." Gamzee said then leaned down so close I could feel his warm breath on my ear. "It makes me want to pin you to this motherfuckin and fuck you until you screaming my motherfuckin name."

H-holy crap where did that fucking come from and why the fuck am I getting wet because of it. I didn't have any words at that point which was fucking rare for me.

"C-can I just fucking check this out already." I say quietly as I looked down at my feet.

"Sure thing, just come right over here you cute motherfucker." Gamzee said winking at me. I blushed again and curse myself as I followed him to the counter. Gamzee quickly check out my stuff and placed the ball gag into a small black bag before handing it over.

"You never gave me your motherfuckin name." Gamzee said looking me in the eye causing a shiver to run up my spine.

"And you never win." I said then quickly left that store. Once I was out my body started to relax a little; but all I could think about was Gamzee. That night while sat on my couch his words kept replaying in my mind. I sighed as I turn off the tv and rub my thighs together.

I have never been this horny just because of words. I could feel my cheeks heating up again as I slowly ran my hand down my pants and rub my clit a little. I rubbed gently at first letting out a few moans as I did. Then I slowly push a finger deep inside, I let out another moan as I started moving the finger.

I kept thinking of what Gamzee said then slowly I started to think it was Gamzee's finger inside me. I moan out again as I added another word, I then slowly push up my shirt and bra to play with my B cup breasts.

"G-Gamzee." I moaned out as I move my fingers at a fast pace.

"Yea thats it moan for me, motherfuckin show me how much you want to fuck you." I heard Gamzee say in my ear. I pant and moan in pleasure, bucking my hips a little to get his fingers deeper inside me.

"G-Gamzee p-please ah~ I need it." I moaned out in pleasure as he curl his fingers to rub my G spot.

"You can do motherfuckin better than that." Gamzee whispered and moves his fingers slower. "Motherfuckin beg for your sweet release."

I moan and bite my lip, I didn't want to give in so easily. But this was so good. "P-please Gamzee, fuck me harder with your fingers. Fuck please I need! Please!" I whimpered out then let out a loud moan as Gamzee's fingers moved faster and harder inside my wet pussy. His fingers curl up into my G spot then soon I was seeing white as I came hard with a loud moan.

I panted quietly as I slowly came down from my orgasmic high. I bring my cum covered fingers up to my face. My juices are running down my hand to my arm.

"Ugh I need a fucking shower." I mumbled sleepily. "Eh I can take one in the morning." I then laid down on my couch, pulled my blanket up to my shoulders and fell into a blissful sleep.

The next day I found myself standing outside of the same sex shop, chewing at my lip. I took a deep breath and look around. I see Gamzee standing behind the counter reading something with a bored look on his face. When he heard the bell above the door ring he looked up and saw me.

He smirked and walked out from the counter, making his way towards me. I started to shake a little as he got closer.

"So you motherfuckin came back." He said as he looked down at me. "Need something else, maybe a motherfuckin toy to fuck yourself with to go along with that ball bag?"

I blushed and asked "do you fucking do this with all your costumers?"

Gamzee shook his head and said "just motherfuckin you." I then nodded and pulled a piece of paper from my hoodie pocket.

I shoved into Gamzee's chest before saying loud enough for him "Karketta Vantas is my fucking name." I then quickly leave the sex shop, my heartbeat fast as I walked down the sidewalk.

I then felt a vibrations in my hoodie pocket, I pulled out my phone and read the text.

"Alright Karketta, glad you finally gave me your motherfuckin name and your number. It would be bitchtits awesome if now you let me take you on a motherfuckin date." I blushed and quickly text back "sure, I'll go on a fucking date with you."

"Motherfuckin miracles, then I motherfuckin pick you up when I get off at 8. See ya then ;o)."

I stared at my phone for at least a minute, rereading that message over before I finally sent okay. I then ran home to pick out a outfit.

I finally got a fucking date after two years of being single as fuck.