summary :: the rest of the club isn’t able to attend this meeting, so you and bill spend the night cosplaying dungeons and dragons
s/n :: this little saga will be split into two parts, this is part one with part two being similar but with a small tweak. also i feel like doing this roleplay thingy with josh as well. stay tuned ~
warnings :: nsfvv , p in v , dirty talk , spit , handjobs , crappy attempts at in-character roleplay , finger sucking , 69
As you knocked on the door to Bill’s place, you couldn’t help but shuffle in your costume…I mean, cosplay…I mean, character reenactment.
You were a Wizard, posing as support. Jerry was the Dungeon Master, Josh is a barbarian, leaving Bill and Pete being the usual knights.
So you settled with the Wizard. A healer and a helper, just as a woman should be. At least the closest thing to it in the game, according to them. Today, though, the boys got into an argument that had nothing to do with you, so you ended up being the only one that came. You stand at the door for some time, and you can hear Bill all the way inside from his basement yelling at some game. That fucking pig. Did he even get dressed? You ring the doorbell, and knock on the door a lot louder.
Up come the footsteps of Bill Dickey, the famous dungeon master in Eltingville. He made sure everyone in the meetings called him that although nobody in town even knew his name — except the guy who owns the comic book store, but yeah that totally counts.
He’s rolling his eyes as he opened the door, until his eyes land on you his eyes widen, straightening up and looking at you up and down.
“Yeah, took you long enough.. ya fat turd..”
You passed through the threshold, walking past him and not greeting him. It was getting hot in your costume and you wanted to take it off so bad. His costume was a crappy knight that looked like it came from party city. What you would call a metal hat was shiny cheap felt, so was the rest, that didn’t even fit right.
“Hey what! What did you just call me?! You better be grateful I even opened the door for you in the first place-“
You didn’t hear what else he had to say as you walked down and shut him out until he came down behind you. You stood at his desk, and opened a can of ginger ale he seemed to get for the both of you to share..or you just took a drink that was meant for him without permission.
“Yknow what, I’m not even gonna bother. Whatever. Did you even see what I sent you earlier? Your outfit looks nothing like the photo!!”
I mean he was right. Did you care? No. No way you were dressing up as an actual wizard, he couldn’t be serious. Instead, you wore a purple dress that went to your thighs, long sleeves that draped open from your elbows to your hands. It was then followed by some black boots that went around your knee or so.
“What? I think this outfit looks wizard-y enough. I wasn’t putting on something that stupid - stupid is the jackass who thought I had something like that laying around my house.”
Bill clenched his fists and looked like he was gonna say something until he gazed down your outfit and swallowed, turning around huffing over to the playing table. You followed behind, placing the ginger ale on the table before you sat across from Bill, his DM book open in front of him with the dice. The board was open on the table, but there were a lot of things missing..
You weren’t playing the game on the table, you were role playing it as it went on. If someone got a weapon, you’d get an object as similar to it as possible. If someone died, you’d have to get on the ground and make a dramatic exit and lie on the floor. You know the drill. None of the other boys came because they got into a big argument with Bill, so they were at a movie or something. But it had nothing to do with you, so you attended and had to do this for ‘the sake of the club’ as Bill previously stated over the phone.
The story was finally set and the dice was rolled. This game was set up so there would be endless possibilities. With the whole club it would be hilarious, but it felt different to Bill since it was nobody but another person, a girl. Anticipation grew within Bill, while you sat there putting your ginger ale back down after taking another sip.
“Come on, come on, come on..”
The dice finally came to a stop on a few numbers. You looked at Bill for some sort of guidance since it was his turn. His eyes scanned his book, almost flipping a page until he froze. With a blank expression he looked up at you.
“The knight successfully manages to get past the angry troll, with nothing but gaining a sack of gold and losing a shirt..”
He blinks rather slowly back down to his book, clearing his throat and standing up, trying to show confidence.
“Well, you heard it. Rules are rules.”
You stay seated, glad it’s his turn and not yours. He quickly pulls off his shirt, throwing the shirt aside and sitting back down, rolling the dice almost immediately. You scanned his figure for a second before putting your eyes back onto the dice.
You ask and look up at him for what to do. He looks at his book and sighs.
“The wizard gains a sack of gold.”
He pushes some of the game currency towards you, as you gladly take it. Victory felt sweet, especially if it was so early in the game. But you wouldn’t be lying if the thought of you having to also take your clothes off exited you. It was most likely gonna happen, but it was up to the die to determine when. Why was he upset? What, did he wanna see you take your dress off instead of winning money? After his turn went, he had to take his shoes off and complained about being the only one removing his clothing, until your own lucky number went and you had to remove your shirt. Well, dress. Shit.
“Awww, good thing I’m not the only one now, huh?”
In reality Bill was really trying to keep his composure, while his face felt like it was burning. Whatever, not that big of a deal, right?
You grabbed the bottom of your dress as you stood up, peeling it off from the bottom up. Ooh, what a mistake to not wear any sort of pants underneath.. it’s not like you did it on purpose, right? No, of course not..
“This is better than whatever that mess was that you agreed was ‘character reenactment’…”
Bill snarked and scoffed, leaning back as you now stood there, noticing he was eyeing you up and down. You still had your wizard hat, which was just a tiara from an old Halloween costume. Now you were just a slutty, skimpy wizard. You waited for him to stop staring, but he couldn’t. You had an opening to tease him a little and that was definetly the best idea.
“What, is this not good enough character reenactment for you, either?”
Bill’s eyes snapped up to yours, and seeing you grin was enough for him to horribly attempt to straighten himself up and avoid your gaze, but it was hard to when you started stepping around the table over to him. You had to try not to trip, though. The basement was disgusting and there was mess everywhere.
“W-what…go, sit back down. We’re not done yet.”
He tries to shoo you away, shaking his head and flipping through his book pages until he feels your fingertips graze over his ear, pushing some greasy hair behind his ear. You now stood next to him, leaning down next to his ear and breathing down his neck while you whispered.
“Oh, no. The wizard needs some help and needs to be saved by the knight, I guess..”
You pulled back, fake pouting.
“That’s not even how the game goes.”
He muttered, still not facing you but now giving you some side glances.
“So you’re gonna leave me here to die? I’ve got no potions, the game just started. Please, Bill.”
You pleaded into his ear again, causing him to slowly turn his face towards you and have his eyes glance around your features. You stared at each other and thought you had to give up and sit back down in that greasy chair until you felt his chapped lips crash onto yours, quickly putting his hands on your waist and back as he stood up, walking you to the long couch in front of the tv. The rest of the boys have played video games here, done marathons and watched whatever pornos they could find. Good thing no one else was there to see you two about to mess up the cushions.
“Mm..fuck.. shit, sit down.”
Bill tried to speak and tell you to sit down while you two made out, which had you setting yourself down onto the couch, laying back as Bill crawled on top of you, unzipping your boots and throwing them off. Your arms found their way around his back, lightly scratching along the skin as he did the same for you, but had his fingertips find your bra clips. He slowed down and pulled back, looking down at you as he heaved and unclipped it. You pulled the straps down, leaving the bra sitting on top of your chest as you spoke to him.
He nodded almost too quickly, sliding it off and staring at your chest. Your nipples hardened from the air hitting them, the feeling making you arch your back a little.
Josh, Pete and Jerry would all be laughing their asses off. Bill saying ‘yes ma’am’ to a topless woman was not something he spoke about. He always went on how he would rule the bed and be in control.
You saw the geek unbutton his jeans and slip his underwear off, leaving his socks on, I guess. He wasn’t shaven, his dick not being big nor small. He put a hand on your bent knee, you following and letting him pull your thighs apart. He pulled off your panties next, your bare pussy right there for the whole room to see. Before he did anything, your fingers followed into your mouth, keeping eye contact as you pull them out with a pop, sliding them down to your folds. Bill couldn’t help his hips bucking, before he grabbed his cock and moaned as he slid his tip across your lips.
He parted his lips as you widened your legs a bit more, positioning his dick right at your entrance, slipping it in little by little. He felt you tighten and close around him, the heat causing him to almost shiver and cum from the feeling. Your hand reached up to one of your nipples, pinching it lightly as he started thrusting as slowly as possible. Your back arched and he started to quicken the pace, moving his gaze back to you. Your hair, your hand, your skin, god, everything about you made him want to fuck you so hard his mom would probably have to kick both of you out. Honestly, the idea of getting caught didn’t upset you too much.
You felt his hands go up to your breasts, his lips pressing onto yours as your hands reached his neck. It was a sloppy kiss, feeling his tongue messily try to explore your mouth while he whined and moaned.”
“Mmh, oohh, fuck yeah. Oh my god you’re so hot. Mmff..mm, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted to fuck you..like this. Right here, mmm..”
Hearing him talk like that turned you on so much you started moaning into his mouth, the kisses starting to break up as he kissed and moaned into your nipple instead. His hips started to move faster, the couch beginning to feel like it was moving.
“Oh yeah, just like that, Bill.”
Bill sucked on your collarbone and fondled your chest while he moved his face up next to your ear. His pace only got quicker and his breathing heavier as he hissed.
“Yeah, yeah? How good does it feel? Cmon, tell me how good it feels to have me finally ram you into this fucking couch and have you all to myself..yeah, you’re a fucking slut, aren’t ya?”
Your hand went behind you and gripped the pillow below your head, feeling your body start to twitch while you tried to speak.
“Uh huh..yeah..mmff Bill…”
Everything started to turn blurry and your words turned into squeaks as he could tell you were about to cum, so was he. You guys fucked at a stupidly fast speed, ending the round with a loud groan as he fell on top of you. You were no different, exhaling as you came down from your high. You guys felt sticky and gross, but you weren’t done yet. At least not you.
You got out from under him and made him go on his back. Your knees sunk into the couch as you straddled onto him, quickly leaning forward and kissing him again. He keeps moaning into your mouth, his hands sliding up and down across your thighs and torso.
“Oh my god, you’re…you’re so hot. Hotter than that mermaid I saw in my movie.”
Bill panted out, his hands not leaving your hips. You tilted your head a bit in processing, but accepted the compliment anyways. You pulled yourself up, lining up his dick with you again and threw your head back as you lowered yourself onto him. You guys quickly started again as fast as you stopped last time. This time you went faster when you started, keeping your hands on his knees, leaning back while you rode him. It was so nice to see him below you now, accepting whatever you gave him.
Hearing you shout his name like that made him start shaking and sweating, shaking his head.
“No, wait, stop. Wait, waitwait I’m gonna cum!!”
You decided to let out a mischievous giggle, pulling him out of you and beginning to turn around.
“Oh, come on I wasn’t serious. What are you doing now?!”
He immediately shut up as you stayed on top of him, your mouth on his dick now with your pussy right in his face. He didn’t waste any time in grabbing your ass in handfuls and vigorously slurping on your clit and shoving his tongue inside you. Your tongue, though, slithered across the tip a few times and fully took him in your mouth, bobbing your head on his dick while he started moaning against your pussy.
You immediately felt him shoot strings of cum at your throat, and an extra shove from his hips making you swallow everything and slowly pull your mouth off. You looked back at him and pressed your hips against his face, immediately feeling like you were melting from pleasure. His tongue kept thrusting into your pussy and moved so fast against your clit in intervals that it made you cum so fast. It was finally then that you started sweating as well. You thought it was the end until you felt Bill’s finger entering you, which caused you to freeze and inhale sharply.
“Aw, look at you now. You didn’t think you were gonna be in charge the whole time, did ya?”
He kept sharply and quickly thrusting his finger inside you, pulling back slightly just to put another in and do the same. Your cheek was up against the couch cushion, drool falling out of your mouth while your ass remained in the air.
You felt Bill line up his dick with you again, thrusting into your now limp and tired body aggressively. His thrust patterns were uneven, but you couldn’t be mad since he obviously never had any experience with any other woman.
“Haah..ffuck..ohmygod you’re still so tight..I can’t..mmmf..”
He lost balance and decided to lean forward, putting his fingers in your mouth and using that to anchor himself down closer to you while his face was now next to your ear. He couldn’t help but sniff your hair, sighing out and grunting. You felt his sweat-soaked skin slap against yours over and over faster and faster as the grunts started to get louder, and so was your moaning. He couldn’t really hear what you were saying now, since your face was getting stuffed into the mattress and your tongue kept sliding across his fingers and sucking on them while you moaned. It was a gross, sweaty, oily mess.
You came together at the same time, feeling his cum fill you up one last time before he fell back, rolling over and laying next to you. You flopped onto your side, facing him. After you caught your breath and some silence went by, you scooted up to him and pressed your lips onto his, moving his hair out from where it stuck to his sweaty forehead.
You got hungry. Thankfully after all this, Bill was willing to share with you the rest of his ginger ale and his bag of party chips. Doing this again didn’t seem like a bad idea…
