Dahlia Pt. 05

The morning light teased Dahlia awake. She was excited to be able to hang out with Travis again as she had a much lighter load this evening.

"Hey sexy, looking forward to seeing you tonight!" She texted.

"Oh, are you free?"

"Only for you."

"Perfect!"

"I should be done with all my things by 6."

Awesome, maybe we can order some pizza?"

"That sounds awesome."

The day passed quickly, and hurled towards the reunion.

Upon arriving home, Dahlia showered and began to ready herself for her date. She pulled out her black garter with black lace panties and lace thigh highs. She put on a see through matching bra.

Overtop, she wore a black dress that did little to hide her cleavage and had a very short length, stopping at her upper thigh.

Looking over herself in the mirror, she's smoothed the fabric over her body, and gave herself a nod of approval.

A little eye shadow made the outfit. She exuded a primal hunger.

She laced up her boots, grabbed her bag, stuffing a surprise in them, and texted Travis.

"Be over in a minute."

"See you soon!"

About 3 minutes passed before a light rapping was at the door. Travis bounced off his couch enthusiastically to answer the door.

His eyes practically jumped out of his head, as he drank in the image of her before him. The black dress accentuated the milky tone of her skin, and the eye shadow screamed "fuck me."

The little bit of skin showing between the bottom of her dress and her black lace hose would not be ignored.

"Holy fuck, you look hot!"

"Well, are you going to let me in, or would you prefer to gawk at me and leave me standing in the hall?"

"Uh...yeah...sorry," he stammered.

"Thanks babe," she gleamed as she stepped in and closed the door behind him.

Gently touching his cheek she leaned in for a kiss. Their lips met, but she didn't offer her tongue, and kept the exchange short. She wanted to let their night build. She could tell he wasn't expecting her to pull away so quickly.

"So pizza huh?"

"Uh, yeah, I was thinking about ordering some soon, but I figured I'd ask if you prefer Aldo's or The Pie Station."

"Ooo, that's tough. Both are good, but Aldo's sounds better right now."

"Yeah, that sounds good to me."

"Have you had their truffle oil and mushroom pizza?"

"Oh my god, that is sooo good."

"Why don't we do that and another?"

"Here," he said, holding out his phone, as he finished pulling their menu up.

"Want to do spicy to add contrast?" She asked.

"You know I like spicy."

"How couldn't you, how would you survive me if you didn't." She chuckled as she said it.

They selected their second pizza choice on the phone and ordered delivery through the app.

A notification came in stating that their delivery would take about 25 minutes.

"That isn't too bad. Sometimes it takes an hour or so. Must not be a busy night," Travis said.

"Yeah, not bad at all."

"Care for a beer?"

"I'd love one," Dahlia said, as she made her way to the game consoles and started shifting through the games.

Placing Bomber man in the console, she hit power, and selected the two player option.

Travis came over and handed Dahlia a beer.

"Thanks," she said before taking a sip.

"Bomberman, huh? Hoping to lose?"

"Keep dreaming, pal."

"So if you're so sure, how about a bet?"

"Why not? What's your bet then?"

Travis thought for a second, then said, "if I win, you have to take off your panties."

"Not sure this skirt will do much to conceal what I'm packing, but sure. And if I win...you've got to put on a pair of panties I bought for you and answer the door when the pizza arrives."

"Ok, that's fair, " Travis said, as his dick began to chub at the suggestion of wearing her panties.

The game began and it didn't take long for Travis to claim victory in the first round.

"You fucker," Dahlia growled as her character was blown up.

"Guess you are gonna have to drop those panties," Travis chided. "Can't wait to see the look on the delivery person's face when you answer the door without those!"

"Hey now, you never said I'd have to answer the door when you stated your side of the bet," Dahlia said as she stood up and pulled down her panties, her long cock hanging just below the edge of the skirt line.

"Dammit, you're right. Okay, if you lose the next round, you'll have to answer the door!"

"Deal, and if I win the next round, you'll have to answer the door wearing my panties, and do so with this plug in your little hole!"

Travis cock chubbed a little more, his eyes wandering down to her fuck meat.

"Ok, deal."

The second round had commenced.

"Almost got me there," Dahlia laughed.

"It's just a glimpse of your impending doom," Travis replied.

However, Dahlia's defeat never came.

"Well, well, well. Looks like someone's confidence is their downfall."

"Dammit, I was so close."

Dahlia held up the panties and the plug and wiggled them.

"Time to make good on that bet, baby."

Travis stood up, and began to lower his pants, shaking them off his feet. Then, pulled his boxer briefs, that were bulging a little bit with his cock a bit chubby with blood, down, exposing his state of arousal.

"Mmm," came from Dahlia as she glanced at his package and cupped it for a second, before pushing him back down on the couch and forcefully lifting his legs up over her shoulders. She pulled a small bottle from her purse and poured the clear fluid over the plug and on her hand. Using the lube on her hand, she coated his little pucker before placing the head of the plug against it and pressing it carefully into him.

Travis gasped.

"Looks like I just made you my little bitch," she said, giving his balls a swat that made him jump, and a drop of precum leak from his slit.

Then lowering his legs, she slid the panties up. Travis stood so she could finish getting them on him. She then carefully adjusted his unit within them and again gave it a firm pat, making him gasp again.

"So cute," she said with a smile, looking at his modest bulge. Precum started to drip through the fabric.

He started to step back into his pants, but Dahlia interjected.

"I didn't say you could put your pants back on."

"I can't answer the door, when the pizza arrives with no pants on. That would be indecent. It's bad enough that they may still notice I'm wearing panties."

"Oh, but it's ok if I answered the door with my cock swinging below the line of my skirt?" She said as she gave a little swat to his balls.

He jumped. The swat was hard enough it twinged with the slightest moment of pain, but not hard enough to linger. Travis realized he liked the sensation, and it made his dick drip a little more.

"Well,...I guess...," Travis stammered before being cut off.

"Fine, we play one more round. If you win this round, you can answer the door with pants on, but you still have to wear the panties. If I win, you can keep your shirt on, but you can't wear any pants when you answer the door. "

Determined he'd take her out this time, and given he had a chance to maintain his dignity, he replied, "You're on!"

The battle was on, and Travis was successfully dodging every attempt to secure his humiliation. Simultaneously, she was avoiding his attacks quite effectively.

"Im sooooo taking you out, you slippery little bitch!" Travis heckled.

Jolting Travis, a hum began from below him, sending rippling shockwaves through his core. His mouth opened, his eyes rolled back....and his player was blown to smithereens.

Then the sensation from the plug stopped again, as he scowled at Dahlia. Her face was aglow with triumph.

"That was cheap and so not fair!"

"Hey, you never said I couldn't turn the plug on once you lost the bet for me to stuff you with it!" Dahlia laughed, obviously pleased with her plan. Her eyes lowered now towards Travis crotch. Extending a finger, she wiped it over the head through the fabric, then seductively licked it and finished a quick sucking of her finger. "Somebody left a little wet spot. Mmm"

Terror struck in Travis' mind, realizing that not only was he in panties about to be humiliated, but even further, the front of the panties were clearing displaying a dark wet spot. All he could do was hope it dried in time, if only his dick would stop leaking.

As that thought crossed his mind, a knock at the door sent a shiver through his body. A devilish look crossed Dahlia's face, and the plug pulsed quickly and erratically for a moment inside him again, causing another shudder in him, before stopping just as abruptly. He scowled at her as he made his way to the door.

Trying to conceal himself, he positioned his body as much behind the door as possible as Dahlia leaned over the back of the couch with a look of satisfaction. Unlocking it, he then took a deep breath and opened the door.

A young, clean shaven guy holding two pizzas stood in the hall. His hair was blonde and shaggy, and he had bright blue eyes. He was thin, about the same height as Travis, and generally attractive.

The delivery boy immediately said, "I've got a truffle oil pizza and a spicy chicken," while looking down at the ticket. Then he glanced up at Travis, his eyes wandered left, before his mouth dropped open.

Across the room, the reflection in the mirror clearly showed Travis' cute, tight little butt clothed in quite revealing lace panties. It also gave a clear view of Dahlias ass peering out of the skirt, with a long semi stiff cock swinging between her thighs.

The boy's cock immediately stiffened and began straining against his pants, but he could do very little to cover it up as his hands were occupied with the pizzas.

A smirk crossed Dahlia's face, as she realized exactly what had just occurred. Reaching down between her legs she gave a long, slow stroke across her member. The boy's eyes were glued to that mirror for a moment, and then snapping himself back into his task.

He handed the pizzas to Travis, who without thinking stepped around the door and took hold of them, revealing himself in the process. The boy glanced down, and noticed the bulge restrained in wet panties in front of him.

The situation then occurred to Travis whose brain went into panic.

Dahlia had made her way from the couch, and licked her lips as she came from behind Travis. A strange rhythmic hum came from the panties and Travis' eyes closed as a small moan came from his lips, and the wet spot on the front of the panties grew in size. Dahlia's fuck rod swayed back and forth beneath the skirt as she approached the boy with a wad of cash for a tip, swatting Travis' ass on the way.

"For your troubles," she said, handing it to the stunned boy, doing an obvious glance down to his very tented pants, looking back up and winking.

The boy stammered, "uh,....uh...ummm.... Yeah, thanks," took the cash, stuffed it in his pocket, adjusting his arousal to be less noticeable, and walked away as, dumbfoundedly, Travis closed the door.

Dahlia sharply slapped Travis's ass again and said, "That was fun. Well, pizza's here," she said then laughed.

"You are trouble."

"You like it that way."

Perhaps he did.

Travis set out napkins and plates, while Dahlia turned on a movie on the television.

Despite ordering two pizzas, their eyes were bigger than their stomachs and they only ate a few pieces before they were full.

As they watched their movie cuddled up to each other, Travis packed a few bowls for them, slowly kicking down a few beers as well.

Travis' eyes glanced over at her as she took a hit, letting them wander over her sexy body. Her soft skin, her perky breasts, her impressive penis...

"You really are beautiful."

"I'm so glad you think so."

"Oh, I do."

She gave him a kiss on the cheek, " I think you are beautiful too."

"So you really like me?"

"I might be inclined to say I more than like you....you silly man."

"Good"

"And you're okay with my ridiculous antics, kinks and everything else?" She looked down at her cock that was filling with blood.

He grabbed her fat long appendage and gave it a firm squeeze.

She leaned in, kissing him, their tongues dancing between their lips. She pushed him back, and straddled his thighs. Fast rapid pulses followed by a slow long vibration that rose in speed and intensity started inside Travis' tight hole that squeezed onto the plug.

More precum soaked through his panties, as he moaned.

Dahlia moved her hands up from his stomach, and pinched and twisted his nipples causing him to moan again.

"I think that delivery boy liked what he saw."

"We probably freaked him out," Travis said.

"Oh, no, he definitely liked it. I saw his cock get so fucking hard at the sight. He probably was hoping he could join in. Now I just wonder if it was your little panties, or my trunk, swinging between my legs, that did it."

"That was a tad bit embarrassing.."

"I bet that made his night. You didn't notice his big hard cock?"

"I guess I wasn't looking."

She took her now swollen member and slapped it against his trapped balls, making him twitch.

"Oh baby, you missed it. It looked nice. Definitely fat and long. Much bigger than your little tool," she said, slapping her cock down on his balls again, each time making a little pre-ejaculate spurt from the head of his prick that was straining against the fabric. "Maybe not as big as mine though."

Dahlia then gave his balls a squeeze, pulling at their base. Travis winced and gasped. With his balls stretched, she thumped her big head against them more.

"Do you like that baby? Does that bit of pain feel good?"

"Mmmhmm."

She reached up and squeezed his dick hard. Then taking her own, she slid it up through the leg hole of his panties. Her long member protruded from the top and the bottom, resting against his. She slowly rocked her hips as the engorged shafts pumped against each other.

"I think someone has been enjoying their little plug," Dahlia said as pressed the base of it into him, and changed the rhythm of the vibrations.

"Ooooh fuuuuucccckk," was all he could respond with

"Mm, that's right baby boy. I think you're getting awfully accustomed to having things stuffed in that little hole. All this precum dripping out of you is lubing up my cock so nicely." She rocked her hips, her rod pistoning into his panties. " I may have to claim your tight little ass sooner than later. Make you my little bitch."

She continued to press the plug into him and then relieve the pressure, while her cock slid against his. "Would you like that?"

He moaned.

She pressed the plug again, this time squeezing his pulls as she asked, "I said, would you like that."

He winced and gasped out a "yessss...."

Squeezing again, "what is that? What would you like?"

"To be your little bitch, Dahlia."

"Mmm, that's right. But you already know your my LITTLE..."she squeezed his cock, "bitch."

"Mmm"

She leaned into him, and gave him a long, slow and deep kiss.

Dahlia sat back up. Looking intently at him, her eyes almost sparkling, she said," Want to do a shot?"

"I don't see why not."

"Perfect," she replied, dislodging her cock from his panties, precum glistening over her skin. She stood, her steel member bouncing as she step into the kitchen.

Travis followed suit, his dick peering at the top of his waist band.

Dahlia pulled down two glasses, and opened the bottle, pouring them each a shot.

She reached out teased his little wet cockhead, then handed him his glass.

"To stretching you out, in so many ways."

Travis was a little apprehensive about the wording of that toast, but so far he'd been "stretching" his boundaries quite a bit.

His glass clanked hers, and down the hatch it went.