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"Y-yeah, I think I can m-manage," I cringe as I place a touch of weight on my ankle. Swapping out the cane for the more supportive yet cumbersome crutches, I work my way through my place, around furniture. My thankfulness for Kat's cleaning is renewed - it would be absolutely awful to trip and stumble over the mountains of boxes and clothes that littered the floor a few days ago.

I flip the light on as I enter my bedroom, propping the crutches against my computer desk. The screensaver dances and bounces around the screen, multi-colored curvy lines that fill the screen with a myriad of shapes. Sitting on the bed, I slip off my shoes, wincing a bit at the new throb of pain in my ankle.

I hear Kat as she enters the condo, closing and locking the door behind me. The rustle of bags as she moves closer, and then she enters my room with a smile and bounce.
 
"Oh good you made it!" I chirp, as I bounce into his bedroom to find him sitting on the bed. I put a few of my bags down in the corner and lay his on the bed next to him. He's got his shoes off and is sorta flexing his ankle. "Now let's get your clothes put away..."

I proceed to take his new clothes out of their shopping bags and start to ask him where he wants them: hoodie, some shirts into the closet. "Omigod sweetie! <giggle> I'm going to come reorganize this closet for you someday it's a wreck!" New sweat pants in the second drawer down. "Jesus Charles Nelson look at this mess!!" I start to rearrange his clothing drawers, his sock drawers, put his new underpants away after I fold and reorganize his older ones...

"Honestly honey you don't need a girlfriend," I huff, smiling and scolding, "you need a mommy!"
 
...a 'mommy'? Blushing from embarrassment and indignation, I'm suddenly self-conscious of the state of my bed, quickly tugging sheets into place and fluffing my pillows. In my closet, Kat busies herself with straightening and organizing my clothing.

"I...uh...used to have a s-system...f-for organization," I stammer, peering into the closet and seeing Kat's rounded bum as she squats to put away some pants. "J-just have fallen out of h-habit, I suppose."

The task done, Kat turns to smile at me from the doorway of my closet, looking around my bedroom, taking it all in.
 
Haha scolding him like that made him a little nervous huh?

"Honestly you're like a kid!" I huff, blowing a stray lock of hair off my face, giggling when it falls back, "You need a mommy to take care of you, little boy!" That seems to just make him blush more haha the poor thing. "And...look at all this stuff..." I continue, hands on my hips as I look around the room, at the dolls and the legos and the comic-hero and video-game posters, "I didn't really notice it all before when I was cleaning...but are these all toys? From when you were little?"

He starts to stammer but I'm laughing, stepping around the room. "Who's this?" I ask, picking up a red bobble-head doll, "He looks like Spider-Man. And this guy, with the pointy ears? Batman, right? And the yellow guy with the pointy ears? Who's he?"

Omg he's soo embarrassed I love it!

"And that biig spaceship?" I press on, turning to look at a huge lego thing up in the corner, "Did you actually build that?" Again he's sort of stuttering, explaining his little hobbies, but I keep on like I'm barely hearing him. "And - wow! Wowie-wow! - Who's the girl in the poster?" I start laughing, "She's hot!"
 
"L-Lara Croft," I mutter, thoroughly embarrassed by my chosen decor. All these little knick-knacks used to help me focus and unwind after a long day at the law office, but now? Kat's right: it's like I'm a little kid with my toys.

"Uh...Kat...m-maybe we should p-pick out a movie?" I ask, desperate to keep her away from my computer and some of the DVDs over there. "Remember? How you w-wanted to spend your evening...something about a f-fashion show?"

Oh gosh, she's getting closer to my computer. Sure, there's more geeky trinkets over there, but also a few...other things...that maybe I don't want Kat seeing...
 
"What's this?" I ask, sitting in his computer chair and picking up a huge plastic thing, strapping it arond my wrist, "Some sort of crazy watch?"

I'm totally haha enjoying watching him squirm he's so awkward talking about his toys....so cute...

...oooo! He has movies over on that shelf!
 
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The way Kat looks is simply stunning as she puts the Pip-Boy on her left wrist. She smiles in amusement at the clunky bit of retro technology, swiveling a bit in my computer chair.

"I...uh, careful with that, K-kat." I caution, suddenly protective of all my toys. "It's...ah...it's a P-Pip-Boy...something from...a game..."

I'm so busy re-straightening the Lego Star Destroyer and rearranging the bobble-heads that I don't notice Kat glancing at my shelf of DVDs...
 
I unstrap the pippy-toy thing from my wrist and dump it into Charles' outstretched hands haha he's following me around his room making sure I don't break any of his precious things. I tut and cluck at this and that, and then start thumbing through his shelf-full of movies.

"Oh I changed my mind!" I say, pulling out a disk, "No fashion show I wanna do a movie night!"

Matrix? Nah, not that one. Too geeky.

He's stepping my way, limping, still awkwardly protective of his stuff.

All these animated movies, they look Japanese. Even geekier!

"Oooooh! How 'bout this!" I squeal, showing him what I want to watch, "I llllllooooove horror movies!"
 
Horror movie? I don't own any...

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...oh...jeez...that's practically...soft-porn...

"I uhhhh...um...not s-sure you'll l-like...that one..." I stammer, awkwardly reaching for it, but Kat's able to lift it up and away from me. I don't dare jump for it with my ankle. "Ah...it's...a-about v-vampires...it's kind of...err...r-racy..." I say, trying to put her off to seeing that sort of thing.
 
"Oooo I like vampires," I say, holding the movie above my head, out of his grasp and enjoying the feel of his body bumping up into my boobs as he reaches for it, "and I like racy even more..."

He gives up trying to grab it from me, and watches as I read the stuff on the dvd case, giggling at the descriptions...

Insatiable! Will he escape her thirst for his body, his mind, his soul?!?

"Oh sweetie we have to watch this!" I laugh, jiggles runnning through my chest, "You get in your pjs and I'll go get into mine!"
 
"I...but...Kat, I..." I protest, but it's no use. Kat quakes her way out of the room, presumably to go change into her jammies, leaving me to stand, balanced on one leg, dreading the cheesy, over-the-top acting, along with a thick layer of half-nude, busty women bouncing around the screen. Almost robotically, I'm pull off my shirt and pants, changing into a plain white undershirt and flannel pajama bottoms.

I hate wearing these things...they're too warm, thick flannel, and stereotypical flannel pattern in a jarring blue and orange...but...it's what Kat wants...and...the movie...I haven't watched it in years, and only then just to jerk off...especially when the actress turns into a huge-titted vampire domme...what will Kat think when she sees that and knows I own that movie...

I stagger out from the bedroom into the living room and head to lounge on the couch. I can see that Kat's put the DVD in, the screen frozen on the main menu, ready for us to start the movie. I hear some shuffling from my guest room, and then the door opens.
 
Okay so I had grabbed the few bags of clothes I'd brought into his room and rummaged through them to pull out the couple things I wanted - that bra, that onesie - as I passed thru the living room, dropping the bags with the stuff I didn't need in one corner of his big sectional couch. I'd decided on a movie snuggling with my bf rather than Dressing up for him in my new clothes, but I figured I might as well give him a little show, at least...

So I've tried on my new heather gray, one-piece pajamas. Super soft, ribbed, long-sleeved. I knew they'd show off my figure - super tight, super short - but with this bra: wow! Even I can't believe how curvy they make me look as I check myself out quickly in the mirror of his extra bedroom. As I rip off the tag, I giggle as I look at the picture of the model they have on it:

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Omg I make her look like a little girl haha.

I button it up almost all the way but there's no hiding it - there's a lot of me in there, and this bra has me pushed up near to my throat lol. If he's the boob man I think he is, he's in for quite a treat tonight!

I have a few nagging thoughts about what he told me at dinner tonight - he's shorter...what might that mean? but they're mostly drowned out by the buzz of excitement I feel. I have him all to myself tonight!

My old clothes - the blue long-sleeve, the yoga pants - I bundle up into a shopping bag. I put my shoes in there too. My old bra, though, this one I've been wearing all day...I have a funny little thought...

When I open the door and walk in to the living room, seeing him there on the couch already in his adorably dorky pajamas, I walk in to the dark room slowly, almost shyly. I know even in the dim light my body is totally on display. I tuck my hair behind one ear. The look in his eyes, the silly way his lips part - they tell me everything I want to know.

I quietly come around to the coffee table, between him and the tv, and bend over to open up the box of mini-cupcakes and offer it to him...

"See anything you like?"
 
I can't breathe, as though Kat's very presence has sucked all the air out of the room. There's just...so much of her to see, and she's barely decent, the grey fabric covering her body just so.

"I...uh...w-wow, Kat, y-you..." I stutter, my hand reaching shakily for a lemon-cream cupcake. At least I think it's a lemon-cream cupcake, as I can't keep my eyes off of Kat's body. "...th-those...ah...your pajamas l-look great on y-you..." Bent over as she is, I'm given a full view of her vast, jiggling breasts, and just past them, I can see her rounded, thick booty, even from the front. Kat smiles, biting her lower lip as she thanks me for my compliment, how sweet I am.

I manage to grab the cupcake, nearly dropping it as Kat picks out one with vanilla bean infused frosting, and then turns to put the box back on the kitchen counter:

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...oh...holy shit...so...perfect...

I reach out, nearly grabbing at Kat's lush, perfect bum as she bounces out of reach. My pajama pants start to tent as my mind fills with lustful thoughts of Kat's delicious body.

...w-what's come over me...I need to get a hold of myself... I think, mentally slapping myself as I try to hide the awkward bulge in my pants.
 
"Thank you hun," I purr to his compliment, biting my lower lip, "you are soooooo sweet..."

I gave him the chance to look down my top, bending over in front of him like this, and now I figure I should give him a rear view, so I step over to the kitchen bar with the rest of the cupcakes and feel his eyes follow my bum the whole way. I'm about to leave the box there, but I rethink...

"On second thought," I drawl, as I step back towards the couch, and saunter over to stand next to where he sits, "during the movie...I may want something sweet." At that, I bend over again - my butt right in his face haha - and put the cupcake box back on the coffee table.

I half turn and smile down at him - I still have a little cupcake in my right hand - and tuck another lock of hair behind my left ear.

"Anyone sitting here?" I ask, looking to the empty seat cushion on his right.

oooo I just wanna oooooze all over him....
 
I gaze up again at Kat, having to crane my neck to see all of her, and I'm blown away by how decadent she looks, barely contained in her grey jammies. And then she bends over to put the cupcake box back on the table and I nearly faint, hearing the soft stretching of the fabric, how it slides against her smooth, soft skin. This close to her, I can smell her, a pleasant bouquet of flowers and springtime and feminine athletic musk, and her warmth radiates out to me, a fuzzy comfortable blanket that makes me relax and stop worrying so much.

She turns back and I'm looking at her equally jaw-dropping front, how her full, lush lips move and form around the syllables of her question, her hair framing her face perfectly as she tucks a loose strand behind her ear. How her breasts completely fill and strain against the tight fabric of her top, the shadowy vale of her cleavage drawing my eyes, muddling my thoughts as I can think of nothing else.

"...big...I mean...n-no, Kat," I blurt, flushing red as I push down on the embarrassing bulge in my pajama pants, trying to hide my over-sized, eager member as Kat moves to sit next to me on the couch.
 
"Okay then..." I purr, slowly lowering myself down to sit aside him, tucking my legs aside me on the couch so I press against him just a little bit.

"So, what's this movie about?" I ask, taking a girlish nibble of cupcake and looking at the screen as he fumbles for the remote and presses <play>
 
"Y-you know, it's b-been a long t-time since I've s-seen it," I lie, buying some time as I think of a way to describe the movie in a way that isn't too off-putting or ridiculous. "ummm...I th-think a girl is bullied by her friends or c-classmates, and she f-finds this amulet that makes her a vampire...she s-steals their life forces and...uh...improves herself with every p-person she drains..."

I look over at Kat, cringing at how preposterous the plot sounds, but all I see is a sly smile and a raised eyebrow. The cheesy title music is blaring at us, a mix of whiny-emo and classic horror music.
 
Haha when was this movie made like 1998? Cheesy but I'm okay with cheesy if it's scary and since he owns it he must like it so I'm going to do my best to like it too!

I finish off my first cupcake and go in for another one, then leaning back to cuddle up into him in the darkness. The movie starts off with a bunch of what looks like college kids partying at some outside beer drinking place with picnic tables and alot of the other people are speaking German so i'm guessing this is happening in Germany? The kids are American though they're here on a spring-break thing and...ooo! I know why he likes this movie! What looks like the main actress is all dressed up like a dork among all these frat kids and cheerleaders but haha I can see she's got a chest on her buried under those corny clothes...

Nibbling at my new chocolate cupcake...darn cruumbs...
 
...ugh...this movie is soooo cheesy... I think, watching as the main actress constantly says and does cliche things, driving the "she's uncool" point home. The makeup team sure does a good job making her look homely...but then later in the movie...those tits of hers...

It's at that moment I feel Kat cuddle up next to me, feeling her own very large breasts squishing against my left shoulder, arm and side. My cock jumps a bit in my pajama pants, and I try to cover it up with my left hand while my right hand lifts the lemon cupcake to my mouth. Taking a bite, I feel a few crumbs drop onto my chest, and I glance over and see Kat's chest is also dotted with a few crumbs from her cupcake.

Not even thinking, I point at Kat's breasts with a smile, but I misjudge the distance and my finger brushes against her soft, warm skin.
 
"Haha yeah I can lose whole meals in there!" I say in a whisper, brushing the crumbs off my chest with my left hand, "Now shhhh and keep your hands to yourself mister let's watch the movie!"

The poor girl in the movie just got a bunch of beer dumped over her head when she was ogling the one guy in the group of them that she likes (he's the only nice one, the other kids are all assholes) so she's run away across some German field and stumbled into a weird forest...why is it dark in, like, the middle of the day? Ooo the music is getting creepy and she's headed for that little church covered with vines and alright this is when it starts getting scary!

I hug his left arm.
 
...ooooofffta, I love that part, when the beer is dumped on her... I think, swallowing nervously as the scene unfolds. I try to keep my breathing normal, my pulse from racing, but... I mean, look at those tits...the way the beer is soaking her shirt...I know she's acting like a nerd, but who cares?!? She's got an...amazing...body...

But my thoughts are slowing, the movie is becoming darker and more ominous, and it's having an effect on Kat, scootching ever closer, hugging my arm, pressing my left arm between...ohhhh

I don't think my left arm has ever been happier, I think dully, feeling Kat's huge breasts nearly completely engulf my arm. The warm softness presses firmly and heavily against my thin limb, swallowing my shoulder and pressing gently against my side. I can feel her own biceps flexing as they squeeze me against her.

I forget about the cupcake.

I forget about the tenting bulge in my pants.

I reach out with my left hand, and give Kat's thigh a gentle, reassuring squeeze.
 
"OOOOOoo!!!" I squeal with a giggle, as bats fly all around her when she walks into the dusty little chapel and the music blares, "Oh no no no don't go in there!!"

I laugh and then scootch down, burying my face in his shoulder. Oh i love having him here it's been forever since i watched a move with a boy haha like...never. Girls are supposed to be scared and squealy like this right? I didn't have the normal teenage life being in the hospitals and all so this is like new to me an I luv it

oh wait he has his hand on my thigh...

She's found some sort of amulet on like an altar or something...she's gonna put it on right?

Mmmmm his arm feels nice between my tits...
 
I smile and roll my eyes as Kat squirms and yelps at the corny movie. With some difficulty I extract my left arm, slowly lifting it up through Kat's cleavage and out of her vice-like grip, then guide my arm around her shoulders, hugging her close.

Just then, the music starts a slow, steady build, the strings and brass starting so quietly as Pam, the heroine, holds up the amulet to examine it. As this is going on, Kat's arms have snaked around my chest, and she's squeezing me tighter and tighter as the music grows in volume and speed.

...haaa...getting hard...to breathe...

Kat is squishing against me, tighter, harder, her tits molding themselves against my side. On the screen, the amulet seems to jump at Pam and there's a sudden image flash as it fastens itself around her neck:

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With another high-pitched squeal, Kat crushes herself against me.

"K-kat," I manage, my face red from the pressure. "...k-kinda h...hard...to breathe here..."
 
"Omigod this movie is so creepy!!!" I laugh, my face buried in his chest, "Tell me when it's over!!!!"

He's laughing a little, too, and by the sound of his voice I'm squeezing him a little too tight haha.

The creepy scene is over I guess our dork girl is now a vampire...that night tracking down one of her "friends" - the blond jerk with the popped collar - and suddenly acting all sexy, getting him alone outside their hostel, kissing him, pushing him against the wall, grinding into him but haha she like almost eats him.

The girl, as a vampire, is really hot...they still have her sorta covered up but I can tell she's built like a porn star or something...
 
I watch the movie with rapt attention, as it progresses, the girl becoming stronger, sexier, curvier with every person she "gobbles up." I used to watch this movie a ton, especially right before being fired from the law firm. I would spend hours every night, watching and rewatching certain scenes, imagining myself spellbound by her, seduced into compliance, and then those luscious lips press against mine...

I squirm a bit in my position on the couch, feeling my erection give another twitch as I remember each scene, including the upcoming scenes. But I can't be like this, not with Kat so close, her left hand a little lower now, no longer wrapped around my ribcage, but resting casually on my stomach.

The movie is approaching its climax, only two friends left for the vampiress to hunt, the muscle-bound jock, and the guy she has been crushing on the entire movie...
 
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