>>28896447

'I'm up for it, definitely. It's Saturday.' Charlie says. 'Lin?'

She frowns, her mouth opening, then closing. Then opening again. You think you can hear her brain's gears moving, or maybe grinding. Then, finally, to Charlie, 'so... what's the delivery time for the groceries?'

'It's Tuesday.'

'Awww,' Lin's shoulders sag. 'Well. Suppose we could-'

'Oh, wait, no. Oh. For an extra 5 G's, you could have it delivered the next day by noon.' Charlie looks at the two of you, but then jumps when Lin grabs her shoulder in excitement. 'What, do you want that?'

'What, really? Really? Okay, good!' She waves at you, grinning. 'Never mind the party tonight, then! I'll pay the 5 G's, then tomorrow we can cook, and have a PROPER party!'

Charlie laughs, while trying to pry Lin's fingers off her blouse. Now that she's taken off the jacket, her figure seems even more full under that top. 'Boy, and you haven't even seen the kitchen!'

> That sounds great!
> I'll pay the 5 G's, that's great!
> Refuse the offer, it seems a bit harsh to want Lin to cook.
> Other.

>>28896480

Pay the 5 G's. Least we can do.

Say we want Thai food.

Then chat a bit, shower, head to Ivana's. What time is it?

>>28896480
seconding >>28896518

pay the 5 Gs then get ready and head to Ivana's, also call her back

>>28896480
>>28896518
Yeah, let's go with this.

>>28896518
>>28896576

'Wait, no,' you reply, after spending a few moments grinning like an idiot at the thought of a huge dinner party. Well, by huge you mean for four people, but hey... 'nonono. The party's for you! Like, for all of you. I can't get you to cook stuff.'

'But I *like* cooking stuff,' Lin says. 'I mean, I do it for fun. I used to do catering work, when I was in the Republic. Can you help, Charlotte?'

'I could set the table and other things, I guess,' she shrugs. And then to you, 'well, how about you pay the delivery fee for us, then? That's a nice thank you.'

'I'll do it of course,' you say as they giggle for no apparent reason. 'But I do want Thai food.'

'Done.'

'Oh, oh, Chenglin, do you do Vietnamese?' Charlie pokes Lin's shoulder, and then pumps her fist when Lin nods.

'Lemongrass pork chops?'

'Oh yes!'

'I could do banh xeo as well.'

'Oh god yes!'

This is all sounding a little gastroerotic, so you make a request for green curry which Lin accept (oh yes!) before slinking off to call Ivana. 'Hello, that was quick. So?'

'I'll come, I'll come,' you say, checking your watch. Half past 4. Wow, that was a nice long tea you had. 'So do I need to get anything?'

'Just bring yourself. Food's on me as a thanks for tomorrow. 'There'll be about six or seven of us maybe, so just relax. I'm starting the party at 7, technically, so... come whenever?' Then, in a lower voice, 'bring all of yourself, don't leave any bits out. See ya!'

Oh boy. You agree to that demand, harsh and onerous as it is, and then hang up. Well, if you head over now, it will probably take about 35 minutes to get there...

> Do something before heading to Ivana's?
> Roughly what time do you want to reach?
> Also, do you want to buy something anyway? It's a house party, so snacks and drinks are probably always in order...

>>28896649
Bring pizza. Bow chicka wow wow.

>>28896664
>Did somebody order sausage?

>>28896649
>> Also, do you want to buy something anyway? It's a house party, so snacks and drinks are probably always in order...
some snacks and some drinks, nothing too strong or too crass

also this time lets not leave Janice out

>>28896679
>also this time lets not leave Janice out
Oh silly anon. This is clearly just an ordinary gathering of friends who enjoy one another's company.

>>28896664

Second pizza.

Maybe get a six pack of beer along as well.

> Are you going to head there early, then? After all, Ivana and whoever else is co-hosting might need help with setting stuff up.

> Or maybe they're cooking too, in which case they'd appreciate all the help they can get, in the kitchen, the pantry, the washing room, the dining room...

>>28896704
>six pack of beer
beer is not Landlords friend

>>28896716
Yeah, we'll go ahead and get there early to help out.

>>28896718

> Well remembered.

Hmm. You put down the phone and think it might be best to get to Ivana's quickly. Who knows what sort of help she might need, after all?

'If you aren't going to have a party here, then I think I'll head off to see someone,' you say. Lin nods and waves, already engrossed in conversation with Charlie, whom you have to thank, incidentally, for this. She's the one who hooked you up with Janice, after all...

'Don't catch anything, mate,' Charlie says, waving at you as you give her a dirty glare. The rain outside has gotten a little lighter, but you take the brolly anyway, and get onto the absolutely packed train to get off at Lotus Ponds. Pizza... and then... maybe a bottle of spirits of some sort?

Maybe Janice would recognise if you brought rum there. Would Janice be there? You somehow think... well, anyway. There's a shop selling pizzas on the ground floor, and you get a full, large Cold Turkey, with turkey ham and bacon and other things (in case there's anyone can't eat pork). Thinking these things through, mate!

> What kind of spirits do you get?
> Get anything else? (You have 1 14" pizza).
> Also, what say when you see Ivana? We'll skip until then. The train is too fucking packed for anything to happen, unless you grope someone accidentally.

> Or you grope someone deliberately, you little bastard.

>>28896776
So. No one has any suggestions? We might as well skip it if no one has any idea of what would seem reasonable to bring.

>>28896776
if spirits, either bottle of rum or vodka
>Ivana said food is covered so no need to over do it

>>28896833

You consider going downstairs, or maybe to the wine shop, to get some drinks; but then on second thought that might not be a very good idea. Heck, if she's running a party, and knowing Ivana, there ought to be enough for everyone...

With that in mind, you end up balancing the large pizza on the top of your head for the rest of the train journey, much to the amusement of a group of students who see you. 'Nice skill,' one of them says, with a distinctly somewhere from Europe accent.

'Thanks,' you mutter.

'You can teach? You know how to stand on head?'

'Nope,' you mutter.

Getting off at the station, you then stop by the nearby off-licence where it turns out the vodka is slightly cheaper than in the mall. Better wrap that up properly so the guards in the hostel don't see it... but then they aren't noticing anyway, the two men. When you press the bell, Ivana quickly tells you to come up.

Walking down the now familiar hallway, you stop by 18, which is Ivana's room, and knock the door. 'Come in!'

The sitting room is slightly larger than Janice's, but then there are three bedrooms this time. Ivana is sitting on the floor near the coffee table, wearing just a pair of denim hot pants and a white tank top, her back turned to you.

'I smell food!' she says while pouring nachos into bowls and trying to open a pack of guacamole.

> What do/say, landlord?

>>28896919
>Cheesy porno joke

You can't resist it, guys. You know you can't.

But after that, let's go ahead and ask what we can do to help set up the place.

>>28896932

> I'm off for a bit, should be back later this evening.

>>28896919
seconding >>28896932

You close the door behind you, grinning as you try to figure Ivana out. It's probably not an accident that she's currently leaning across the table to place the guacamole and salsa, allowing you a lovely view of her rear.

'Excuse me, madam,' you say, affecting a sort of... what's this, German? French? accent. 'I am here to bring ze cheezy pizza. Did ze madam order ze four cheezes?'

Ivana turns around and rolls her eyes at you, but not without wiggling her butt slightly. 'Oh come on, just bring the pizza here! Is this for the party, or is this just for me? And is that from the off-licence?'

'How'd you know?' You put down the vodka, and Ivana laughs before finally sitting up straight. The tank top is really quite low cut, and she's got her hair in a loose, rather messy braid. 'Anything I can do to help?'

'Well, just fill up the bowls, really.' She gestures to the large sack of finger foods at the side. 'Chips, cheese twists, pretzels, nachos - you know, one in each bowl basically.'

That's easily done, that is... 'sure.'

'You're really early, you,' Ivana says, watching you drag the sack of stuff here and filling the bowls slowly. Propping her face up on both arms, she leans to watch you instead of doing her own stuff, and you end up just looking at the fair, slightly red expanse of skin between her shoulders and cleavage. 'Can I attack the pizza now?'

> Pizza's for you.
> Pizza's for the party.

> What do/say? You're filling the stuff up, the vodka ought to go with the liquors over there... anything else you reckon the party needs?

>>28897348
She's welcome to take some herself now.

Ask her who's coming to the party. Just college friends in general?

>>28897348

Go ahead.

After filling the bowls, go and share some pizza with her. Ask about who's coming.

>>28897348
seconding >>28897373

Wow, I am not in a creative ideas mind tonight

>>28897373
>>28897419
>>28897446
Eh, it's alright. We're all pretty much suggesting the same thing now.

Let's be coy about asking about Janice, though. Just for fun.

'You may attack the pizza in whatever manner you choose, man,' you say, flipping open the box for her. Ivana's eyes light up when she sees all the ham. 'You like turkey?'

'I'll take anything, man, I haven't had lunch,' she quickly tears off a piece.

'Why haven't you had lunch? Out buying all this stuff?' Then, when she nods, 'why didn't you get anything for yourself, then?'

'Well... curse the diet, you know?' Certainly she's not in diet mode now, though, tearing into the pizza with gusto and talking with her mouth full. You barely manage to make out the words. 'Oh, this is thick crust, my favourite,' she probably said.

Having finished pouring the last bag of peanuts and croutons, you come round over the table, closing in on Ivana while she continues to eat, making cute little noises of satisfaction. Sitting beside her, you open your mouth a little, but she shakes her head.

'I'm hungry!'

'Pffft. Fine.' Damn, maybe you should've brought some of the stuff from Andrea's bakery. That Charlotte is a good cake-maker, is for sure. You shift a little, touching your knee to hers, and Ivana glances at you before tucking her right left away. Hey... but then she proceeds to stretch it out and rest it on your folded leg, a slight weight.

'So, who's coming today?'

'Hmm. Just some people from the video and design class. You know Jan, he's coming. Michael is coming as well. Maybe they'll be bringing friends. Then for girls, there's Leni, Karo, and Janice. And maybe a few others. Okay, this pizza is pretty good. Do you want a slice?'

'You could feed me...' oh wait, she really is doing so. You open your mouth, tilting a little, and she tears off a bit and pops it in your mouth, giggling when you catch it.

> What do/say? That's... not a very long guest list.
> It's like, quarter past 5 now.

>>28897590
Special occasion? Or do you guys just feel like having a party?

Oh, also mention that we found someone who could help advertise the environmentalist thing. She has a shop that sells cakes and pies. We bought some, buuuuut we forgot to bring any. Apologies.

>>28897590

Play with her leg a little. Then elsewhere.

Ask if this is some sort of special occasion.

>>28897590
Grab some of that pizza before you start drooling. Save the messing around for AFTER the party. dont want to be hanging out at full attention all night.

Ask if they finished that project they were working on. what does one get into video and design to DO anyway?

Ivana tears off another chunk of pizza and feeds it to you, then eats the next chunk yourself. Oh well, since your hands are free and not greasy... she jumps a little and then giggles when you start playing with her leg, knowing her weakness. Your fingertips dance on her bare skin, slowly crawling up her thigh and down her calf as she shudders.

'Do you- heehee- do you want, stop it, do you want more?' She then twitches and laughs out loud when you reach around to her inner thighs and elbows you.

'Yes, yes, come on.' You open your mouth, but this time she stuffs the whole thing in at a go, and you back off while trying to chew the thing, coughing and gagging. Bloody hell! Ivana guffaws as you lean aside, working on the chewy, thick crust, and then you feel her arms wrap around your chest, slowly weighing you down to the floor where you lie on your back, before sitting beside you. Her leg nudges your pants.

'Ooh. It's up.'

'Hey, I'm preparing a party here. Serious business.' But little master is, of course, awake, and why should it not be? 'So, I've found a sort of sponsor for the Wednesday event.'

'You have to talk to Jan and Jan about that,' she says. Good point.

'Also, so you finished that project and that's why you're having the party? What does video and design get you into, jobs wise?'

'Oh dude, there's viral videos and advertising online and all that shit. But yeah, jobs-wise, it's quite tough. Lots of bastards kinda just want you to work for free.' She sighs, and then turns to lie on her back beside you. 'Well, what degree did you get anyway?'

> What do/say?

>>28897810

That makes no sense. If we wait till after the party, little master will be at full alert all night.

Or we get drunk and nothing gets done.

>>28897946
The Little Master can calm himself down.

>>28897939
Did we ever specify what degree we had last time?

>>28897960

> Liberal Arts. Minor in Philo.

>>28897965
Well, let's just tell her what we got.

ALTHOUGH BEFORE SHE JUDGES US, we already told her what we're doing for a living.

>>28897939
"Liberal arts, I know, about the most useless degree out there for getting a job. Minor in philosophy.

On the bright side I am really good at Trivial Pursuit."

Is this a harem quest?

>>28898009
Casual hook ups quest.

You pause at the question, staring up at the blank, slightly cracked ceiling, until Ivana nudges you. 'Hey, so, what degree did you get, career person?'

'Liberal arts, with philosophy. But BEFORE YOU-'

'PffftHAHAHAHAHAHA!' Ivana laughs so hard she gasps and sits up, covering her face as she quakes with laughter. 'And YOU are telling me I've got a lousy degree!'

'I know I have a lousy degree, man,' you say, watching her sputtering and groaning from behind. 'But hey, if you have Trivial Pursuit as a party game, then you really ought to pair up with me. I'm good at that shit.'

'Ohhh god, oh, liberal arts, hehehe,' she simply goes on as if not hearing you. It's a long time before she stops laughing and wipes her eyes, turning to you. 'So are you just here to help me pour nuts and relax on the floor until the party starts? What do you normally do for parties anyway?'

Hmm. You consider that question while looking her over.

> What do/say?

>>28898105
Is this a chance to flesh out some of our character?

Well, tell her that we never really stay at a party long enough for....certain reasons she may be able to guess at....for us to really know how to keep it going.

>>28898105
"Well, I have been enjoying relaxing on your floor.

I generally figure if you get good food and good people together it all generally works out when it comes to parties.

Eating, talking, flirting, playing games or sports, or watching stuff. I don't tend to plan anything that complicated, and I end up leaving parties early pretty often anyways, so I might not be the best person to ask for advice."

>>28898172
>>28898193

Are we determined not to touch her at all before the party or something?

Fine. Say we normally just hang back, chill out and talk to one or two people. Then we go off early and never see how it ends.

You feel the momentary urge to sit up and grab Ivana, and in any case you sense that's the challenge being thrown at you with that little barbed remark. But then maybe it isn't, you don't know. So you remain on your back on the floor, and grin instead.

'What I do at a party? Man, I don't know... I don't tend to stay at parties for long,' you say. 'Kind of get distracted and sidetracked, i guess.'

Ivana turns around again and this time lifts herself up onto the chair, where she sits cross-legged. She's put some sort of cream on her legs, which leaves your fingers slightly oily. Moisturiser or something. Well, you don't mind. She says nothing, so you continue.

'But, I guess it's more just eating or talking or playing games, or things like that. I mean, if you get a bunch of people together and it works out, then it's a party, isn't it?'

'I suppose it is, yeah,' Ivana says, and then shrugs and gets to her feet. There's something a little curt in her voice. 'Well, I guess we're mostly done for preparation. I told the others to get something themselves anyway, so you can relax I suppose. I'll go take a nap then. Wouldn't want to miss out on the eating or talking or playing games...'

Eh? Before you can sit up, she steps over you and goes into her room, closing the door gently behind her. Uh.

> ... what do?

>>28898340

Great, we dun goof'd.

Go knock on the door.

>>28898340
Yeaaaah. Let's go ahead and knock on her door. See if she's willing to talk.

She may have been annoyed by our frivolous response. Or the implication on our first response that we only went here to hook up. That would totally sour her mood. We could apologize to her for that and say that we really did just come here to get to know her and everyone else better.

>>28898428

I think you got it the wrong way round though. We came so early to the party that it can't be because we wanted to get to know people.

The way she's behaved seems to me she was expecting some pre-party action and we lay there like a dead fish.

>>28898340
oh no she does not, that was a trick question and we are going to make her pay

come in through the ceiling and land on top of her

>>28898450
I got the implication from her reaction to our first response, where she got up and move to the chair while crossing her legs.

It wouldn't hurt to take the safe route and apologize to her, though, right?

D'oh. You must be feeling particularly obtuse today. Getting up, you go to the closed door and knock on it gently, to which there's no answer.

Fine. You knock it a little more heavily. 'Ivana?'

'I thought you're taking a nap too?' She says from inside. 'Rest well so you can talk later.'

You try the door, which isn't locked. Maybe she wants you to go in? It sounds like she might. Her tone is clearly sarcastic, as if a little angered by how you just decided to flop back there while she was crawling over you. Or maybe she's angry because you kind of said you just wanted to hook up...?

... but then, *she* just wanted to hook up the last time you met. And that didn't end too badly at all. Oh fuck it - you open the door and peek in to see a lump under the sheets.

'Did you just come into my room?' she says.

'I... have now,' you step in and close the door. Ivana looks like she's rolled over. Um...

> What do/say? You'd say your response was frivolous, except Ivana really doesn't sound like the sort who'd be offended by frivolity. Remember what you did the first time you met her, after all. A serious person she isn't...

>>28898568
glomp on top of her and tickle her through the sheets

>>28898568
Eh. Let's go ahead and apologize for lying down like a dead fish, then. We just weren't sure where the line between being too sleazy and being sleazy "just enough" for it to seem attractive was.

>>28898568
Tease and tickle her over the sheets till she comes out.

>>28898568
Go sit by the bed "Hey what's going on?"
>>28898584
>>28898609
Don't please. It's not a good idea if she's angry.

>>28898628
Yes it is. She can't be angry when she is giggling and turned on at the same time.

>>28898683
Not being able to express doesn't mean she won't. If anything means she will be even more

You walk up to beside the bed, taking in the sights and smells of the place. Ivana's relatively neat, considering what Janice's room looks like. The clothes to be washed are still in a big pile, but at least you can see the visibly clean clothes off in one corner, and there isn't underwear hanging outside. The place smells of different skincare products, basically.

'Ivana?'

'Hmmm.'

'Aww, come on,' you say, leaning back against the desk. It's probably the lying back and being a bit *too* indolent that miffed her. After all, why else would you be here two hours before the party if you weren't here to hook up with the host? Or at least that seems to be the logic you missed. 'I'm sorry.'

'Don't be. You just came here to nap, right?'

Pffft. Well, it seems you're left with no choice... quietly approaching the sheets, you try to figure out where her ribs are. That's probably her armpit there... well then. One, two, three-

The response when you jab your fingers at her through the sheets is quite immediate. She begins writhing, and then you lean over the bed as Ivana clearly rolls on her back, your hands continuing to stroke her underarm and flanks. She's laughing, or so it sounds like laughing, and moaning while she writhes...

> Roll d100. You have no bonus because you spoiled the mood previously.

Rolled 53

>>28898771
R-r-r-rolling!

Rolled 37

>>28898771

FAIL US NOT DICE GODS

Rolled 72

>>28898771
o fortuna!

Rolled 42

>>28898771
WHAT CAN ONE MAN DO?

Rolled 13

rollan

Rolled 19

>>28898771

Rolled 14

>>28898771
FINALE!

>>28898776
>>28898785
>>28898789
>>28898792
>>28898803
>>28898805
72. Alright, that's a start.

>>28898824
Mr. Landlord's not off to a good start with her...

>>28898843
72s not good? whats the dice rules/trends in this quest?

> 72 against a poor background: Dubious.

You get more and more enthusiastic with your tickling, and kneel onto the bed to gain even more leverage with which you can access her other arm; but after a few more seconds of being tormented, Ivana gives up on the cover of the sheets.

She doesn't quite do it in a way you'd associate with friendliness, though; instead one of her legs shoots up from under the sheets, lifting out of it, and her foot swipes past your face, connecting with your cheek so hard it actually forces you back a little. 'Oof-'

And then, in case you thought that was an accident, Ivana then lifts her other leg and kicks you in the chest. Getting the message, you quickly retreat to stand beside the bed as the sheets sweep aside to reveal Ivana sitting up.

'Why did you tickle me?'

'Uh-'

'If you don't want to come to the party, you don't have to, you know,' she says, a little coldly. 'I was just inviting you because you were helping me tomorrow, so maybe, if you'd like... but if you don't, you can always go home, you know. So why did you come and tickle me? That's molestation, isn't it?'

... you're not sure if this is a positive or negative result, to be honest. Sure, she's out, but she's glaring at you now, pulling the sheets to cover herself again. Bah. Sometimes you just goof it from doing nothing...

> What do/say?

>>28898892
"I came because i'd like. I came early to help you set up for the party and maybe have some fun before the party gets going. But you got angry and was pouting under the sheets, and tickling you was the best way i could think of cheering you. I guess it didn't work as well as i hoped. I'm sorry."

>>28898892
Oh we wanted to come to the party. We just came in since we saw that we offended you earlier. We weren't really sure if it was because we made it sound like we weren't interested in the party or if we didn't come onto you earlier, but we just wanted to try and fix that mistake.

Something to that effect, anyway.

>>28898949
Er, given her last reply, saying that we came to "maybe have some fun before the party gets going" may not be the best thing to say right now.

>>28898892

"Well... I just kind of wanted to see you squirming and laughing and being hot. Sorry if that offended you."

>>28898949
seconding, but don't apologize
>>28898962
>Er, given her last reply, saying that we came to "maybe have some fun before the party gets going" may not be the best thing to say right now.
well, it's the truth and seeing the call she gave us, she wanted it too
>>28898963
eeeh... not a good idea

>>28898949
Yeah this.

>>28898892
Also my autism is acting up again. Damn girls being unreasonably moody and acting tsun makes me all mad. What the fuck you want girl? She just said to go three times, but didn't actually say to leave, leave if you want. Fuck you! If you want someone to leave say it. If you want someone to stay say it. This shit drove me crazy so many times irl.

>>28898892
Find a place to sit down.

"Ivana, I am a remarkably simple man and free of deception, If I didn't want to go to the party I wouldn't have come over. I came early because I didn't have any other plans and I thought seeing you would be nice.

And I think we've crossed the point where we accuse each other of molestation. I tickled you because you've seemed pretty happy with it so far, and I prefer to see you laughing rather than sulking. I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't want to be tickled."

'Um... I did want to come to the party. And I did want to come early so that, well...'

'Well what?' She sits up even more, probing. Ah for god's sake. Nothing for it now.

'Wanted to, well, have fun with you.' You shrug. 'So I kinda thought that after I pissed you off, maybe tickling you might help. Sorry about that.'

'If you wanted to have fun with me, then why'd you just lie back and play frigid just now?' Ivana rolls her eyes.

'I, uh...' honestly? You can't tell why. You started tickling her leg and that felt nice, but then some switch flipped in the brain and you just deflated, perhaps. It wasn't even that hard a signal to miss - wearing a tank top with no bra under that, and denim hot pants, and practically lying on top of you, and you decide to *talk*...

'Anyway, I was ready for it just now,' Ivana sighs. 'Pizza was even going to be a nice bonus. But now I do actually feel like a nap...'

She flops back onto bed and turns her back to you. Um... well, you're not really gagging for another accusation of molestation, are you...

> What do/say? This... is a weird atmosphere.

>>28899053

Sit down and offer to read her a bedtime story. To make it up to her, we'll tell the epic tale of the Girl who was Very Ticklish.

>>28899053
Well....there are other things we can do to make it up to her.

We do know how to give a massage, right?

>>28899053
Fuck her. Go enjoy the pizza and watch some tv or some shit to pass time till some fun people come for the party.

>>28899089
Eurgh. Anon, are you the same guy here?
>>28899018
You may want to relax a bit.

>>28899077
>>28899083
Seriously, she is unreasonable and just even said she is no longer in the mood. Instead of kissing her ass leaveher to her nap and go do something else to pass time. She'll probably cheer up too after her nap.

>>28899083
This is actually a good idea

>>28899083
>>28899077

Second these.

>>28899106
Ech. Patience, anon.

A massage does sound good, although we'll have to ask her first. Maybe phrase it in a way that we can offer it as an alternative to the nap. Another bonus to add onto that pizza. We didn't take liberal arts for nothing, damnit!

>>28899102
Yes, same anon. Well, i did say my autism is acting up, cant really help it.

>>28899077
either this, or lounge down in the bed next to her. She can nap and be comfy or take a bit of the lead in activities if she so chooses

Well... that was strange, you think, looking at her back. She's been rather evasive. But then again, you've shown all the speed and sharpness of a polished pebble, and you could hardly expect her to come on to you too much harder. That was about two steps before just stripping off and offering to give you a blowjob.

Now that it's damage control, though, you have some ideas. Going up again, you sit right at the edge of the bed. 'So...'

'What?' She fidgets a little.

'Since you're taking a nap, can I tell you a bedtime story?'

Ivana clearly wasn't expecting that, and turns to look at you, therefore moving closer. A surprised half-smile on her face. 'You what? Well, what story is that?'

Ahem. Here it comes. 'Well, it's a pretty epic tale. And it comes with a finger puppet show as well. And it's called, the Princess who was Quite Ticklish.'

'Pfftp.' She holds the first burst of laughter back, but not the second, covering her mouth. Then goes back to serious face while lying on her back, looking at you. 'So... what do you want to do?'

> Tell the story. (Write-in actions and plot.)
> Other.

>>28899224

Give her a silent tummy rub.

"This is interpretive finger dancing."

Then let's get started caressing. We have ground to make up.

>>28899224
>>28899295
Or, alternatively, maybe we should offer her up a massage instead?

She'd be more amicable to that, and it'd be easier to build up the mood again from that point.

>>28899224
Well, aside from food delivery and story telling, there's a host of other services I am able to provide. Would you care for a massage, madam?

>>28899224
> Tell the story. (Write-in actions and plot.)

"As I said, tell a story to a pretty girl who might interrupt the poor and completely innocent storyteller and distract him with her seductive wiles."

Move into a good position to touch her, try to combine telling her the story and tickling, caressing, and feeling her up as part of the finger puppet show. Having her laying down in our lap while we do this would be nice.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess. Go into a description of Ivana to describe the princess, make it somewhat over the top. And on her 18th birthday a Fairy Queen, angered by not being invited to the party lay a terrible curse upon her so that whenever she was touched she would burst out in laughter.

To undo this curse the princess had to travel far away and plead for help from a mighty wizard. Include the standard tropes like helping three animals along the way who later help her with the three difficult tasks the wizard requires of her to gain his aid. Give it a happy ending and include a romance subplot.

Ivana curls her legs up, and this time you think you get the clue, clasping her knee and then stroking down her thigh from there. Molestation, man.

'Or, if you'd like, I could give you a massage. Back or front rub?'

'I kind of would rather have the story about the Princess who was Ticklish,' she says, a smile returning to her narrow, slightly angular face. Well, since she's been taking the lead so far and been frustrated, maybe it's time you went on the attack instead.

With a nod, you gently pull her tank top up to reveal her belly, and Ivana shifts a little to allow you to rub it. So you do, sliding up and down her sides, feeling the slight resistance from her abs as you rub in little circles. Ivana fidgets whenever you trace the bottom of her ribs, giggling and flexing her muscles.

Then you move down, slightly into her hot pants to circle the hip bones, and Ivana lets out a little moan. 'Where's the story?'

'Oh, it's finger mime,' you say, and she sits up to boff you but you push her back down. Ivana laughs as you advance in different directions, walking on her tummy. 'Fine, this is the princess, and she's really gorgeous, with hair as gold as gold, and eyes as brown as brown eyes...'

You take your time massaging and stroking and getting Ivana back into the mood, when you get to the part about the quest to make Princess Ivana not ticklish...

> Continue the story? If so, spin something up to go where you want to go.
> Stop the story and work on Ivana.
> Other.

>>28899551
Let's keep the story going until we're totally sure Ivana isn't paying attention to it anymore. Perhaps we could try and mold the story around our actions.

>>28899489
Anon! Get to work on your creation! Try to make it progressively lewder!

>>28899551
>>28899610

Second this.

The first quest is to go to the hills and kiss make them quiver.

Then the next quest is to uncover the secret cave.

>>28899641
I like where you're heading, anon, but let's try to tease it out for a bit longer.

Unfortunately, I can't think of any other metaphors for the stomach, sides, or legs that could sound vaguely sexual....

>>28899735
ANYWAY, I must sadly go to sleep now. The limitations of living in a different timezone! Have fun guys.

> I am morally bound to reprimand all of you for your lewdness.
> However, I am also morally bound to demand a d100 roll. A bonus of 40 is provided.

Rolled 97

>>28899855
O-o-okay.

>>28899871
>137
Egg-selent.

>>28899871

NOBODY ELSE ROLL

Rolled 78

>>28899855
>A bonus of 40 is provided.
i am sure i will not be ruinig this with a nat 1. I mean what are the chances, right?

Rolled 11

>>28899855
>>28899890
But i want to.

Rolled 27

>>28899890
MORAL OBLIGATION

> 97, 78 + 40: Fair enough.

'Hmmm,' Ivana sighs and tautens again when you return to her hips. 'So... what's the quest?'

'Well, the first one is to go up to some hills, and make them quiver and shake somehow.' Ivana sees where this is going already, and allows you to slide your hands under the top, fondling her a while before she wriggles out of the tank top. Once off her, it's just a little pile of cotton. But you're not really paying attention to that bit.

You've been a little rushed the last time with Ivana, but this time you drag out the journey, making sure to get some tickling in while you're at it. The heroes climb the bony steps of her ribs, have to wander around her neck and shoulders and collar, and when you get them stuck in the pits she squeals with laughter, breasts jiggling and heaving as her arms clamp tightly around your hands. Then you lean in and begin using your mouth, Ivana lifting her head to watch you, flexing every time your hands move in her armpits.

> cont'd.

>>28900021

You fool around with her chest for some time, listening to Ivana now gasping and moaning, before telling her the second quest. 'Their second quest was to find the secret cave-'

'Oh, come *on*,' Ivana replies, rolling slightly from side to side. 'Just get on with it...'

Except you don't; kissing and stroking your way down to her hips, you undo the hot pants to leave Ivana in her briefs, before teasing her legs instead. She's visibly soaked through her underwear, let's leave it at that, and as you caress her from the feet, up to her thighs, she sits up to strip herself. But you stop her, and instead begin massaging around her pelvic area, continuing to tease.

''Oh god, ooh,' she manages to yelp. Ivana's hands end up just clutching the sheets as you massage her thoroughly, so that when you finally work her briefs off, it doesn't take too much touching, even, to finish her. Arching back, Ivana grips the sheets tight and yells out a few times before her body relaxes.

You give her lips a kiss that turns into a slow tongue-match, before Ivana pushes you away, panting. 'Wait, so what was the third... quest?'

> What do/say?

Rolled 69

>>28900041

"No one knows. That's why you're still ticklish, right?"

Grab from behind and tickle.

>>28900041
the third quest was for the mighty hero to carry the legendary spear into the secret cave and slay the mighty dragon

>>28900041
Get the precious white gems from the DRAGON.

>>28900041
>>28900131
Within the secret cave, the princess had to tame a mighty dragon and claim its horde of treasure.....

>>28900106
>>28900131

A bit too explicit.

File: 1387212543368.jpg-(6 KB, 269x187, lold.jpg)

6 KB JPG

>>28900131
>>28900149

>>28900151
Well, really, after the quivering hills and secret cave, fighting a mighty dragon was just the next logical step. I mean, really.

Uh. Holy shit, why is she still thinking about the story? You've gone past that yourself. While you try to come up with something, Ivana undresses you briskly until you're sitting there, naked and with little master at full power.

'Come on,' she says, tweaking it with her fingers and making you gasp. 'Come up with something.'

'I'm trying!' You grab and kiss her, moving from each other's mouths to around your faces and then shoulders. Still thinking. 'Um, well, she has to enter the cave and defeat the dragon?'

'That doesn't make sense.' Ivana kisses all around your chest as she says so, biting your nipples lightly. 'I haven't got a dragon inside my cave. Unless you have some weird fantasies, but I'm not one of those.'

'Okay, okay... how about, you have to get... the white jewels.. from the dragon?'

'Ewwww.' But the way her hands move shows she's not very averse to the idea. Meanwhile you're both shifting to sit facing each other, her legs on yours, both your bodies open for touching. 'That's just a bit gross.'

'Oh I know!'

'Hmm?'

'Nobody knows what the third quest was,' you say, trailing your fingers lightly from her tits outwards. 'And that's why...'

She's already smiling, but once the sensation hits her she reacts anyway. Ivana curls up and then arches her back, her arms and legs all flailing, face locked in helpless mirth while you press onto her. She continues to writhe while you enjoy the taste of the sweat on her face, the feeling of her rubbing all over you.

> What do now? You're in control. She's in convulsions.

>>28900301
>Little Master
>Meditate in the secret cave

>>28900301
seconding >>28900353

Oh man, no rest for the Little Master. Soon this needs to be called the Wugong Land Lewd Quest.

>>28900353
Agreed, commence love making session.

>>28900534
you have discovered the secret technique that made the Fourth Master so powerful

he fucked his way to the top

>>28900638
The Little Master's work is never done.

> Last post for this evening. Thanks for playing!

You keep up the pressure on Ivana's ticklish spots for a short while more, while guiding her towards the head of the bed. She knows that too, and finally regains enough control to move your hands round her back, holding them there. The resultant posture simply enhances her figure, so you're okay with that.

'Get started?' She says, still tittering a little from your tickling. Then you feel her hand aim you properly, and both of you gasp as you get started.

Having already come once, Ivana is in no hurry, her body undulating slowly against you. But you are in no hurry too; your previous meditative experiences end up coming back to you, gently moving other thoughts from your mind so you can simply focus on the sensation of being inside Ivana, of watching her face as she moves on you.

Ivana moans when you start returning her movements, moans again as you use your tongue to tickle her anyway, and soon she loses control and starts speeding up. But you manage to keep your calm and just enjoy yourself, and Ivana's cute exclamations and her movements and how her legs tighten around yours and-

She cries out again, clasping you with all the strength in her pretty strong legs, her whole body arching up as she yells at the ceiling and twists around in your embrace. It is pleasurable for you too, of course, very much so, but even while you ride her sensations, you don't lose yourself. Eventually, when it's over, you content yourself with licking Ivana's sweat away while she presses her burning body against you.

'W-wait,' she pants while you kiss the upper slope of her boobs. 'You haven't come yet?'

Her surprised face is pretty cute.

> What do/say? Also, it's a quarter past six now... 45 minutes to go.

>>28900638
Sounds about right, last time we had sex and meditated we gained 3 levels in the Green Dragon.

Speaking of which, I wonder if Fists has finished expanding the skill tree to accommodate that sudden burst of skill increase.

>>28900727

I've decided the three routes available, but not quite the details of how to apply them.

>>28900727
>Fists has finished expanding
You have discovered another secret technique!

>>28900685
> What do/say?
well we do have to save some energy for the after party
>45 minutes to go.
we may want to go and shower and not smell like sex for the imminent guests

>>28900685
"Not for lack of trying. I guess my meditation sessions are paying off in a big way."

Keep going, using our new stamina to try and get her off one more time before the nut is busted

>>28900825
we might want to save some stamina for janice seeing as she is coming to the party, and we don't want to leave her out like last time

>>28900856
Agreed. Save stamina, get to shower, prepare for the party.

>>28900856

Might not even just be janice. Who knows who else we might meet?

>>28900886
LITTLE MASTER'S WORK IS NEVER DONE!

>>28900886
while true, I feel we owe it to Janice to make it up for last time, or the lack of a last time...

>>28900856
Save stamina, mention to Ivana that she can make it up next time but that we should really be getting ready for the guests, shower, etc.