I was bored and decided to write a story with the context of the DE H-Game by giantkrill. This is my first time writing anything like this and I haven't had the time to proof read it so don't expect anything amazing. I also woudn't expect more chapters anytime soon. If you feel like continuing this then have it.
Prologue : Part 1
It's going to work. It's going to work. It's. Going. To. Work.
This was what I kept telling myself as I got closer and closer to the newly opened Clubhouse nearby. Not the kind that housed the fat old slobs hitting balls outside an expensive field of grass. It was more the kind that housed the exact opposite of fat, old and slobs. That's what I hoped at least or all this work would be for nothing. Now I'm a respectable guy who doesn't fuck everything with a hole and tits - hell, I'm still a virgin after eighteen years - but when I heard that Digitalero was building a Clubhouse that was within walking distance of my home, I couldn't resist.
I was originally going to sneak in all Sam Fisher style but I immediately brook from that once I saw the guards that were outside of the Clubhouse. They weren't 8ft tall musclebound men, rather latex covered woman. Now you may think that sounds sexy - and it was, the guards looked like they kept in shape to say the least - but I didn't want to give them a reason to use the two 9mm Glocks they holstered on their hip. What is it that makes dual pistols on woman's thighs look so hot? Anyway. My neighbour had some kind of membership card for the Clubhouse that allowed him to enter whenever he felt like it. It didn't come cheap but big grin on his face whenever he came back suggested that it was worth every buck. I was always jealous of him.
However one day, he suddenly tells me that he was moving across the other side of the Atlantic and wouldn't be able to use the card anymore. He said that I could have it but would have to worry about changing the card's name and picture on my own. I told him it could've been smashed with a hammer and I still would've taken it. I was able replace his name and his photograph with one that was taken a few months back in high-school. Hopefully it wasn't too obvious.
So now I was walking toward the Clubhouse's front entrance. Stopping in front of the described sexy but scary guards.
âCost's 1K to enter kid,â said the guard closet to me. Her voice was just as imposing as the weapons she carried.
âUh, I've got a membership.â
âWhy haven't I seen you before then?â
Shit, shit, shit. Umm...
âI just got this membership recently. Heard that this place was everything it was said to be,â even with her face covered up by the latex mask and red goggles. She still had a look of doubt. âI-I've got a card, right here.â I did what I should've done to begin with and pulled the card out of my pocket. She yanked it from my hands and looked at it with a keen eye, switching on a flashlight and shining through the kind to make sure it wasn't a fake. I held my breath the whole time she was doing this.
She switched the flashlight off. âYou're good. Welcome to the Clubhouse, Dean.â
I sighed a breath of relief as she gave me back my card and I stepped forward with a new sense of confidence and excitement. I moved paced the past the beautiful parked cars outside and opened the door to see exactly what I wanted to see, even more beautiful woman. My entrance was gone unnoticed which was what I wanted anyway. I just wanted to observe and it certainly wasn't hard. Woman of all types but all just as sexy. There were plenty of men too that I'm sure were good looking but I couldn't really be the judge of that, I was straight after all. As I entered, there was loud thumping dance music playing at the right. I decided since I was there anyway that I might as well explore the dance area. The place was crowded but not to the point where I felt like a street on times square. Just the right amount. Inside were even more gorgeous woman dancing on the floor, shaking their bodies and loving every minute of it as evident by their adorable smiles.
I smiled when I saw that there was a bar area. I wasn't a drinker but I'm sure they would have something that could match to my taste buds. I was thirsty anyway. I sat down on the comfy bar stool to see a cute bartender.
âWhat can I get you handsome?â she asked.
I'm sure she says that to every guy that comes here. Especially since they're probably all better looking than me. Probably? Don't flatter yourself, Dean. Wow. Am I really talking to myself now? Wait. I haven't said anything and am probably looking kind of creepy now. Probably? I got to really stop, oh fuck it!
âJust whatever soda you've got, please.â
âNonsense,â said new feminine voice. âGet this man the good stuff.â
Wait, Sandra? I turned around to faced the one and only Diva Sandra or as most people knew her, Sandra the Daywalker. If you saw Digitalero then you saw Sandra. She was the poster of the Empire and an amazing one at that. The bartender was still sexy in that cute way but Sandra is a knock out wave of divine grace. She had her daring eyes, alluring face and black hair paired up with a black dress that surprisingly covered most of her body up but did little to the imagination. It showcased her provocative body and sexy curves perfectly. My heart rate sped up as she sat down on the stool next to me.
âYou can't have a new customer and not give him a good first impression,â the Daywalker proposed as the bartender slid two glasses of âthe good stuffâ across the counter. Sandra picked up her glass and held it up. I relied on reaction and picked up my glass too.
âWhat's your name?â she asked.
âWelcome to the Clubhouse, Dean.â
Our glass made clinked together. I may have heard her words from the guards but having them come from her mouth cemented my luck. I drank the glasses contents, tasting that it was certain stuff that was good. Good enough to warrant a second glass and more importantly, time with Sandra.
The rest of the Clubhouse was just as impressive as it's entrance. The Clubhouse literally had everything as Sandra had shown me as she gave me a tour of the place. She had introduced me to many other familiar faces of DE as well as some of the people behind the scenes. Now we were in a quite hallway, talking as we flowed past the slide show on the wall, showing the latest and in some cases unreleased pictures for DE. The one currently on the screen in front of us was a picture of Sandra with the same hair as she had now but with a virgin of clothing. The picture was one that would belong in the Warm Lounge as she teasingly covered her tits and vag with a knowing and very
âThat's one of my favorites,â she said next to me. âAs much as I love getting dirty, there's something about these ones that always gets to me. The way it gets your imagination worked up, how it makes you want what comes next."
âYeah,â I said aloud. Realizing that I looked at her and all she had was a grin that echoed of the one in the picture.
âCome. I want to show you something,â she said, pulling me a long from my hand.
I was growing more and more nervous as we headed down the hallway. âUh, w-what do you want to show me?â
She remained silent and soon enough she sudden pulled me right and opened a door into one of the rooms. The room had delicate lighting a soft floor and at centre stage, the big red mattress. I heart started pounding as she shut the door, locked it and pushed me on the bed. I sat on the edge of with my face becoming as red a Christmas bow.
âUh, S-Sandra, w-what is this?â
She chuckled as she cat walked toward me with her hands on her hips. âWhat do you think this is?â
âIt's okay to say it. I'm not here to judge you.â
âI...â I couldn't think at all. Not while she was standing over me with my head at the same level as her perfect breasts. Before I could react she brought her knee up to my crouch, feeling the bulge in my pants. I breathed out from surprise at the move. Causing her grin to grow.
âYou want what comes next, don't you?â she asked as she moved her knee and put her foot on the ground again.
âI, look, Sandra. It's not that I don't find you a-attractive because clearly I-I do. It's just that I'm not sure if this is such a great i...â
I stopped as my jaw dropped. She let her dress fall to the floor, revealing her earth shattering outfit. All black with knee-high boots and leather straps up the ying yang. She sat over me as I was still in shell shock, she locked her thighs around me, put her hands behind me head and looked into me with those powerful eyes.
âDo you want me?â her lips were nearly touching my own.
For the first time that night I took the initiative. I made my first kiss on her lips and she responded with as much eagerness as I. My hands roamed her back as we fought for dominance with our mouths. She moved her hands off my back and started to unbutton my shirt, all while still keeping our lips together. I pulled my arms off her back and jerked the shirt off when she removed the last button. I didn't care about the cold air on my back since my chest connected with her breasts and toned belly. Then she reached for my belt.
It came off in record time and when it did, Sandra went straight into action. Getting off my lap and pulling my pants, underwear and socks off all in one go. I suddenly felt exposed and nervous. Sandra could see that too. But she didn't utter a word and instead, got on her knees and flicked her tongue out on my length. My breathing hitched for the briefest of moments but only by the surprise of it all. This was going to be nothing but a night of firsts. Sandra chuckled at my reaction and licked my shaft, making me groan in pleasure before she then took me in her mouth. It felt so fucking good! I had to work as hard as I could to stop myself from losing it right then and there.
She bobbed her head up and down, moaning as she took me. I slumped back on the bed as she continued. I looked up to see her eyes never leaving mine as she was taking all of my length from top to bottom. All the POV's in the world don't compare to this! I felt myself reaching it. My breathing started to become more rapid. I felt like I was about to release and then she stopped.
She removed me from her mouth and started to crawl over my body. She stopped when her covered pussy was right over my face. Not that it would be covered for much longer. With what I could only describe as pure magic she removed all of the straps on her first try and ripped the outfit off her. A few seconds later and she pulled the boots off her legs and sat over me as naked as I was.
âYou know what to do.â
I did. I rested my hands on her firm butt but and flicked my tongue out near her. She breathed out, just short of a moan.
âYou are such a tease.â
I smirked. âPayback's a bitch.â She was about to reply when I suddenly sucked her directly. She moaned loudly in shock from my move but didn't look the slightest bit displeased. Now it was my turn to get to work.
âOh yes!â she moaned as I sucked her off. She tasted much better than the good stuff we drank so much of earlier. Her breathing started to echo mine from earlier. I smiled inside as I tortured he with the same ending as she gave me. I pulled away just as she was about to reach her peak. The look in her eyes told me that she knew it was coming and had already planned her punishment. She slid her hips back, set them river over mine and pinned my arms back before touching my shaft and lining it up.
âW-what about protection?â
âTrust me. Don't worry about it.â
I opened my mouth to respond but no words came out as I entered her. Only groans of pure unadulterated bliss. Both of us reacted loudly as she slowly moved her hips up and down. She leaned her down and rested her whole body against mine before locking her lips with mine. She freed my arms and I grabbed her hip bones, eager for her to move faster. She responded with doing exactly that. We moved into each others mouths as our speed became more furious. I moved my hips up in perfect timing with her own.
âOh yes! Fuck me!' she said as she removed her lips from mine.
Time became a blur as I sat up with her, changing our position slightly. She wrapped her legs around my waist and sped up even more. Both of us were sweating from the heat and loved every moment of it. I set my hands on her ass and helped her along we both continued to thrust.
âI'm gonna cum!â I panted.
âIn or out?â
âWhere ever you want!'
We clutched each other's bodies like our life depended on it. I really was about to reach it now. As could she, we could both feel it. I closed my eyes and rammed her as fast as I possibly could. Our moans became cries of pleasure as our sounds bounced off the wall, along with the smack of our sweat ridden skin. My breathing hitched as I felt a sudden pain on the left of my neck.
It made me yell out but it somehow only heightened my climax. I couldn't think let alone decide anything. So as she came over my unprotected girth, I came once inside her before pulling out and pouring out the rest of my sperm over her belly and breasts. I panted against her shoulder like she did before we both slumped back on the mattress. Unable to think of a more amazing night than this. I didn't want to be the pass out of after sex type but something was making me unable to open my eyes.
And before I knew it I was in the realm of the unconscious with a smile on my face.
I know the environment of the pic doesn't match the description of the one in the story but it was as close as I could get. The picture is by DeusExNihilo, all credit goes to him. If you're wondering about the guards they're the female assassins from Black Mesa :