Sheer [Trample and Sigr]

[Sigr]

The sound of her bare feet could almost be heard in the empty corridor, silence reigning through the almost empty school. It felt cold to the touch, strange on every step, but even then she was feeling warm. Just the notion of walking naked through school was exciting enough to heat the shy girl, but if anyone came into the corridor there was nothing to be seen, her invisible figure leaving no trace.

...

It was a few weeks ago when Alice walked into the strange antique shop. He was looking for a birthday present for her father, and since he loved old clocks and to repair them, she thought that such a place was a good one to get some bargain. The inside of the place was mayhem, a smorgasbord of trinkets and junk, cluttering up to the ceiling, a chamber of useless treasures. In the way to the end, where she though an ancient shopkeeper out of an eighties movie would be, Alice stopped in front of a full body mirror.

In the image there reflected, meaty legs ascended from some nondescript black flat shoes until the hem of a pleated skirt that ended above the knees and continued covering her ample hips, her bubbly bottom. A shirt and a cardigan did their best to cover a little bit of belly and ample breasts, the highlights of a figure she wasn't proud of. The reflection in the mirror frowned her freckled round nose, green eyes peeking through her black rimmed glasses, almost covered by wavy red bangs. She didn't like that image, and yet she had to live with it day after day.

In an attempt to leave herself behind, or at least her reflection, Alice continued, finding that the one tending the shop wasn't some cliched wise old man, but a lanky thirty something year old girl, looking at her amused. She could label her as a goth chick, with her straight black hair and liberal use of dark makeup, but she was oddly wearing a flowery one piece dress. "Oh, my client one million" she said smirking, making Alice doubt if it was a joke or not.

When Alice left the shop, the doubt still persisted. Had she fooled her or did she just got a bargain? It didn't matter much, she was used to getting mocked and she got a nice and big cuckoo clock for her father. What disoriented her was the golden choker the woman added as an extra. A gift, she said with a smile. It wasn't her style, but even then she still tried it when she got to her room. That was when she disappeared.

...

Alice continued through the corridor to the barely used storage room in the last floor. The mysterious gift had allowed her to walk around unnoticed, spying here and there, looking at things she shouldn't be. The catch was that she had to do it naked, as the choker didn't extend its magical power to anything she wore or hold except itself. Being in such a state of undress and peeking in the boys dressing room had the expected outcome, a shameful exploration of her own body wasn't unknown for the shy teenager, but doing so there in the open? With the stimulation of her naked classmates?

Sadly that day didn't have a physical education class, so she had to settle with a naked stroll. She had to be careful, a couple of incidents with objects that fell off and people who stumbled into thin air had created the rumor of a ghost, and the shame of getting caught was something she couldn't even imagine. But just a bare walk was fine enough, the feeling was liberating. She, who didn't even dare to talk to the boys for long, walking around school naked.

The storage room had only dusty tools and old equipment, and in a school as big as that, such places often passed by unnoticed, unused. In her case it was a perfect place to hide her clothes before each walk, a hideout and private changing room. There at the end were her clothes, neatly folded. Some jeans that hugged her figure too much for her liking and a loose fitting black blouse that did its best to disguise her breasts were resting atop some red Converse. Lately she had been starting to grow bolder in her attire choices, but just for her, just on the inside. She used to err on the more practical side of underwear, favoring boyish shorts and sport bras that helped contain her body, but the matching set that lied above her clothes was black and frilly, something that felt entirely unlike her.

Getting dressed was almost bothersome in those warm days of spring, but she didn't want to walk the streets barefoot so she had to. Before she could even reach her underwear a sudden noise startled her, as the door of the storage room slammed shut behind her. Expecting the wind as guilty of the scare, Alice froze on the spot, barely distinguishing a male figure between the door and her.

 

[trample]

Nick had felt sure that somebody was watching him in the shower. Not the usual, casual glances of the other guys on the team, either. That was normal. Everyone pretty much tried not to look at one-another, or at least that's what Nick did after practice. He didn't want to go home covered in the sweat and grime of the field, but he didn't want to check out any of the other guy's dicks, either.

It hadn't felt like that. As he stood under the shower and rinsed the suds from his dark brown hair, it felt like someone was looking a whole lot more boldly than normal. He could almost feel eyes on his body as the water ran in rivulets along the muscles of his chest and abdomen to flow along his length and run off in streams from his hips and fingers and cock. It wasn't just an eerie sort of sixth sense, either... it was more. He closed his eyes then and he swore he could smell something, too. Floral shampoo, maybe... perfume...? and behind that something else... arousal.

He was starting to get hard at what he thought he smelled and in a hurry he rinsed off and went to cover himself first with a towel and then with clothes.

That was a few days ago now, and he'd felt similarly a few more times since. The rumors of the ghost were gaining more and more traction, and of course they were bullshit... but there was no denying that something weird was going on. Nick, as one of the more popular kids in school, was also one of the first to dismiss the idea. He left the wondering about the supernatural nonsense to AV kids and goths. Still, though, something seemed weird.

And later that day as he purposefully brushed past that curvy redhead with the killer ass, Alice, his body closer than necessary so that he'd feel her briefly against him, he'd figured it out. All in a flash, the scent from the locker room as the tall, powerfully-built young man passed by filled his nose. It didn't make sense, but he knew right then that she had been there.

But not.

It threatened to drive him crazy and he only half paid attention to his friends as he let his blue eyes relax and scan for the tell-tale red of her hair and her sneakers. When he saw her head into the storage closet, he'd thought he'd had her. It adjoined the locker room, so that must be it... a hold in the wall to watch? Despite his skinny blonde girlfriend, Nick found his mind wandering to the situation he'd find himself in if he caught her peeping. He wondered just how great her body was under those terrible clothes she wore...

When he went into the room he was confused, though. No Alice, just her clothes, folded up neatly and hidden.

Nick felt a bit dumb as he waited and watched the door, everyone else long gone to class. He'd get in trouble for skipping, maybe, but if this insane idea of his proved accurate, it'd be worth it. He almost said something as he saw the door open by itself, almost cried out in surprise and joy at the confirmation. Instead he bit his lower lip and waited a second or two before rushing to the doorway and, without a moment's hesitation, emptying the bucket of yellow paint in an arc that couldn't have missed anyone standing in the room, visible or otherwise.

 

[Sigr]

"Aaah!" Alice screamed when a sudden flash of yellow got in front of her, giving just enough time to cover her face by reflex. She felt the cold, wet impact, the thick texture of the paint spreading out over her bare skin. Most of the splash had landed in her arms that were covering her face and her chest, with a few small sprinkles in her thighs and lower legs. The viscous shiny liquid dripped down her elbows, starting to pool on the ground, and what had landed on her chest stood mostly there due to the abundant ground to cover, but a few threads trickled down her sides and the bottom of her bust.

After the shock has passed, Alice was stick struck there. "N-Nick?" she managed to mutter, almost not believing that the most popular guy in the school wasn't just there, but also splashed paint on her. Wait. Paint. "Eeek!" Alice yelped, crossing her arms in front of her ample chest. She was mostly invisible yet, but some shameful parts of her breasts were visible, and covering them wasn't an easy task. It wasn't just the size of them, but she had to manage it with the small parts of her arms that were covered in paint as there made no sense trying to cover herself with something invisible. Luckily her own hands soon got smeared with yellow paint, and now partially visible served as an impromptu bra.

"What are you...? Why... How?" questions piled on Alice's mind, but the situation was too much to give them form. How did he know? Why did he do it? Well, that last one was no surprise if he knew that she had been ogling him, but still. What was he going to do? Alice could start to see the newspaper articles. Alice Masterson arrested, teenage freak no longer on the loose, she pictured out of panic, even if such a thing didn't make sense.

"Can I..." she mumbled. "Please, give me that sheet over there and I'll explain" she pointed to an old rag that was covering some old boxes with a yellow finger. If she was allowed some dignity maybe she could manage to convince Nick to not turn her into the authorities. At least she could clean most of the paint out of her before getting dressed.

 

[trample]

What had he expected? Well, even if Nick had suspected, he was naturally more prepared for the paint to splash ineffectively onto the walls and floor. He had even mentally rehearsed having an excuse to talk to Alice later, carrying her paint-covered shoes and clothes and explaining to her how he'd spilled the paint. He could make it up to her, maybe take her shopping for replacements..? She wasn't exactly the kind of girl that his friends would expect him to pursue, and he did have Rachel, who would bitch about it. But he didn't care enough about what anyone else thought to not do it, whether it would be the right thing to do or because he just wanted to.

But that whole thought process fell to nothing as the paint arced through the room and found something other than what he saw. Alice's scream as she was splashed with the thick, cold paint was a welcome and exciting surprise. All at once some of the body that had always been concealed under those clothes she wore was evident. Nick drank it in.

It wasn't that the clothes were bad, just that they made Alice look like she was chubby or boxy, loose at her waist and shapeless on top... Nick could tell from staring that her body was all hourglass curve, her breasts and hips killer and her stomach flatter and more alluring than she surely thought. He'd been paying attention. And now he was rewarded with confirmation as the yellow splash revealed the perky swell of her large breasts and dripped down to show the barely-there tummy and fall on cocked and luscious hips. It wasn't much detail, but what it provided was delicious.

"That's a lot of questions," Nicholas Mott said with a grin as he closed the door behind them, suddenly jealously guarding the sight of her even as she tried to cover up. He grabbed the sheet and took a few steps toward her, setting down the bucket as he held the rag toward her. He was smiling ear to ear as he looked at her body, the parts revealed by the paint at least, since the rest of her remained invisible. "You know how nobody ever notices that Clark Kent's not around when Superman shows up? In real life, somebody noticed how Alice Masterson was never there when the ghost showed up... "

He leaned against the wall, rather proud of himself. "It's so fuckin' cool though! Your turn, how the hell are you, like invisible? And... " he flushed just a little, "you're actually naked, right? Like, it doesn't work with clothes?"

 

[Sigr]

Alice quickly yanked the sheet off Nick's hands, using it to half cover herself, half clean the paint while wet. Now she had to look like a ghost out of an old movie, a dirty white piece of cloth floating in thin air. Even if she was nervous cleaning herself, Nick's words about how he caught her echoed in her mind, two clear facts resounding loud and high. One. He knew who she was, surname included. One of the most popular guys at school knew who she was. That would be baffling enough if it wasn't for... Two. He had noticed her missing. Like, what? Everybody knew that people like Nick only had eyes for starving blonde models like Rachel. Alice knew that noticing her absence wasn't the same as caring for it, but it was something else to process on top of everything else going on.

Luckily for her peace of mind, Nick backed off to a wall, giving Alice some space. Even if he now was dressed, she had never been anywhere that close in the locker room, out of fear of stumbling upon some other dude. Of course, the showers would be a telltale if she even dared to enter there, creating a void in the water drops. Most of the paint was off Alice's body, and now just a few smudges remained here and there, enough to give more a sense of where she was than a particular shape, as they were hard to clean while already dried out. The result was disorienting, as if someone had dry brushed the thin air without much paint, and the canvas used was only obvious if you knew what you were looking at.

Solving the who part of the mystery wasn't enough for Nick's curiosity though, and he soon asked about the how, including the sleazy detail in both their minds. "Yes, I'm naked" Alice said, mortified. She thought it wouldn't be a big deal since her form couldn't really be seen and he clearly knew it, but just voicing it, admitting it out loud was embarrassing. "I'm going to explain everything, just... just let me get dressed?" she said. The remains of the paint on her were dry enough to not smudge her clothes much, and they all were in parts that would get covered soon. Alice turned around and walked towards her clothes, miraculously untouched by the paint spread, causing a ripple of abstract yellow shapes in the air. Soon her clothes started to dance in the air as she grabbed them, so focused on covering her body that she wasn't aware of the effect on an outsider.

First, those black lace knickers floated around, halted for a moment while she put her legs in and then pulled upwards, conforming into her generous backside, stretching the embroidered flowers that revealed a partially sheer pattern. Then the sizeable bra received a similar treatment, blurs of yellow on the move as she maneuvered her arms to put it around and used her hands to make sure the cups fitted properly on her generous breasts, a feat that was harder when you couldn't see yourself. With it clasped, the bra who shared the panties' patter stayed on place, producing a strange effect while seeing from the backside, as being wore by a transparent mannequin. The jeans were less of a trouble, even if getting her thighs and as in there required a small jump or two, something that had to be a shop seen from outside. The loose black blouse was the easiest part, it's color picked to conceal the underwear of choice as well as her assets, and then her figure was almost complete.

Alice turned around, seeing a strange expression in Nick's face that she couldn't quite make out. He was probably impatient, waiting for the answers to the questions he made. A couple of quick slips, and she was barefoot no more, resembling a girl without a head. "Here it goes" she said, taking her hands to the choker's clasp on her nape. A metallic click resonated in the room, silent as they hold their breath, and suddenly Alice was visible as if nothing of note had happened, holding a metallic golden choker in her hands.

"This is it. It doesn't work on anything but itself, hence the... disrobing" Alice admitted, her usually clear skin betraying a blush. "I know that I shouldn't have..." she left the sentences in the air, "but you won't tell anyone? Right? Please?" she begged, looking at Nick with wet green eyes. "I'm already enough of an outcast as it is..." lamented.

 

[trample]

Nick found himself thinking of the phrase doesn't leave much to the imagination as he watched her -- or rather the space where he knew she was -- get dressed. She left everything to the imagination, at least at first, and he found it a mesmerizing act to watch as his mind reconciled his memory of hear appearance with the shapes that became evident as she dressed. Her ass was the only part of her that she seemed to think acceptable, or maybe she just wasn't aware of how her tight jeans accentuated it, but just because he was able to admire it sometimes in the hallway didn't mean that Nick wasn't watching it fill out her surprisingly-scandalous panties.

He found himself imagining watching this normally, Alice getting dressed, and what that would mean. The memory of that subtle scent in the locker room came back and he had to look away as she put on her blouse and try to think of something boring. Luckily, he was wearing loose-fitting jeans and constrictive boxer-briefs, so there was no possibility that his having gotten a little aroused would be obvious. Still, he didn't quite look at her until the click filled the air between them and he saw her blink into visibility completely.

His blue eyes settled on her face, flushed and pretty, and then moved to her eyes. She looked so worried. He smiled reassuringly and pushed away from the wall. "Nah," he said easily, as if she had asked if he'd tell anyone she had been late to curfew or sneaked into an R rated movie, "I won't tell. It's not like anyone'd believe me anyway, and besides, I sort of like having a secret with you." He immediately felt like that was saying too much, though and quickly he continued speaking to get past that sappy-sounding revelation.

"So you were in the locker-room yesterday...?" His brow arched up as he looked at her, unsure precisely where he was going with this but the idea that it had been someone had been kind of hot already. That it was curvy, delicious Alice... much, much hotter.

 

[Sigr]

When Alice turned around, she wasn't surprised that Nick was looking elsewhere and was made aware of the show she just made by dressing herself. Of course he wasn't looking, who would be? Sometimes she felt like she could be invisible even without the choker.

Alice's eyes opened wide and she couldn't hold a sigh of relief when Nick quickly dismissed the idea of revealing the secret. As he spoke of having a secret with her, how he didn't hate the idea, Alice slightly tilted her head without completely understanding what was that he found fond of that idea. Was he going to blackmail her? She didn't have any money and-

Before she could continue building a whole drama out of an unfinished idea, Nick himself changed topics, asking Alice about her escapades. "Yeah it was me..." she admitted, looking down, as there was no reason to lie. "B-But I didn't saw much! I swear!" she said, a half lie since between the distance and a bit of misty air she didn't dare to step into it was like peeking into a censored video. Her imagination did the work, and it was betraying Alice when her eyes wandered quickly around Nick's covered body before returning to him, then to the ground.

"I watched other things too, people making out when they think nobody can see them, students flirting with teachers..." she added without specifics. Was that what he wanted? Getting dirt on other people? He didn't seem that kind, but what did she know? He outsmarted her, for starters.

 

[trample]

The other things she had seen were surprising and momentarily distracting. Nick's eyes widened as she listed them and before he could stop himself he said, "really? Who? I mean I bet I know, but..." he shook his head and looked down, closing his eyes. "No, no.... I don't care. I mean, I do, but that's not important."

He'd almost missed her green eyes sweeping over him as he pushed back his natural curiosity, but only almost. When he refocused in time to see her look down toward his waist -- toward the evidence of his own excitement that was thankfully not visible -- he ran back to the original subject at hand.

"You didn't see much? Is that a size comment, Alice," he said, good naturedly, teasing, even though he was flushing a bit himself to say it. It was less obvious when he colored, since his skin was tanned from all those hours out on the field during the summer, practicing and running and working out. He took another step toward her and drew a breath in as his hand moved to the waist of his jeans, fingers touching the buckle of his belt, "or is that some subtle way of trying to get a closer look?"

 

[Sigr]

Alice couldn't help but smirk, seeing a reflection of her curiosity when Nick reacted to the suggestion of the things she had watched. That wanting to know was a natural idea, part of human curiosity lifted a weight of her shoulders. She wasn't a a creep, anyone would have done the same in her place, right? Her posture shifted, relaxed, but soon Nick startled her once more, even if it was just a tease, she was too tense to think clearly.

"I- what? No I didn't mean-" Alice could feel the heat rushing to her face as Nick talked. Her green eyes darted, from his face to his groin, once, twice, emerald glint betraying her wishes, teeth briefly biting into plump lips. Nick breathed in, and Alice felt like he had just sucked the air out of the room. His deft fingers danced around the belt buckle, just the first of the barriers that were hiding the object of discussion. "I don't... It's not..." Alice stepped back into a wall, noticing that she didn't have any more room. Was he really going to undo his pants? Was he going to show...

"I already know it's big" Alice just blurted, a last nervous line of defense against the shame she felt. She took her hands to her mouth, aware of what she had admitted. Alice wanted to disappear, but she didn't have where to go. Out of a childish reaction, she closed the choker around her neck once more, a cartoon ostrich hiding her head. She was still perfectly visible, but at least Nick wouldn't be able to see her shameful face, a mix of fluster and excitement.

"If Rachel gets hold of this is going to make my life impossible..." she mumbled, her unseen face worried about the ramifications of her lustful curiosity, her lack of care getting caught.

 

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He shook his head, the color more obvious in his cheeks as she blurted out her assessment of him. Something about her saying that made him even bigger, though, just the idea of her looking at him making him start to harden a bit against the constraints of his underwear. "Hey, no fair!" He said as she closed the choker around her neck and her face and arms disappeared. Of course her clothes remained and the outline of her body was there as well, but he could no longer see that red hair or the almost-as-red flush in her cheeks.

"Now I can't tell where you're looking or how red you're getting," he said, "but just so you know, the clothes are a dead give-away..." He took a step closer to her and his hand moved from his own waist to hers, touching her through her shirt and then boldly moving first down and then up to lift her blouse and reveal -- well, he would be revealing her stomach if she hadn't been invisible. Instead he only reveal nothing beneath his hand. "Why would anybody get their hands on that thing though? I'm not telling anybody, and you're not telling anybody.... secret's safe with me, Alice..."

His fingers brushed down along her soft skin to the top of her jeans. "Now... if you really want to be hidden while we talk about you looking at me in the shower, you ought to get out of these clothes..."

 

[Sigr]

Nick affirmed that he didn't know where she was looking, but he was so close by then that she didn't have other choice than to look at his face, trying to anticipate his actions. "Ah" Alice sighed, almost unheard, the surprise of his strong hands on her waist startled her. What was he doing? Was Nick toying with her? He already had a girlfriend, and if he wanted to cheat on her it wouldn't be with her, would he?

All questions came to a halt, as he lifted her blouse just below her breasts, grazing them with the back of his hand. Alice felt his warm hand on her soft belly, lying on top of her navel even if he couldn't see it. Nick then said what she wanted to hear. She was safe with him. Her secret was safe with him. All the images of the past days piled on, she wanted him to touch her, she wanted to touch him, but she wouldn't dare, not yet. "Thank you" Alice said, mentioning nothing of his touch, moving as little as she could, making it last.

"Wha-" Alice hadn't misheard that. Nick wanted her naked again. Did he really want to do it? Right there? That wasn't what he said by any means, but Alice's imagination was running wild. She wouldn't dare to do it, to show him her body, her face while she indulged in pleasure. But he didn't have to see it. Alice moved her arms, unbuttoning the jeans. One of the blouse's arms raised as she put a hand on his shoulder, leaning on him to remove the tight pants with her other hand. Once again her black panties were oddly visible, not only from the outside like they would in anyone else, but also from the inside, since her blouse was still lifted. That blouse didn't last long, and soon it ended up completely lifted over her head and left with the jeans in a pile.

"I'll keep these on, I never get to show them, I'm not as popular as you" she said while removing her sneakers, leaving the underwear on. That was as bold as she could be at that moment, unsure of what Nick intended, of what did he really want. Even then, she tried to turn the tables. "What's about that offer for a closer look?" she asked, and soon Nick felt a couple of invisible hands on his belt. Alice was terribly flustered at the thought, but she felt safe while unseen.

 

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He smiled as she acquiesced. Truthfully he'd prefer if she took off that collar so he could see her, but being able to feel her would be much more appealing than simply seeing. And there was something weirdly arousing about her being invisible, even if he found her normal, curvy, redheaded, shy self perfectly sexy in the non-weird sense. He didn't think she'd believe him if he had just told her, but actions spoke louder than words, right?

His smile turned into a laugh as she told him why she was keeping her panties on. "Just because I'm popular doesn't mean people are always looking at my underwear," he said as his hand moved up cup her large, soft breasts, first one and then the other. He could feel her nipple through the fabric, see it outlined as he moved to gently stroke the other, but it was like her body wasn't there otherwise save for one or two spots of dried yellow paint from earlier, floating in the air where her body ought to be. "But it'll help me know where to lick, at least," he said with a grin.

Her words and the sensation of invisible hands on his belt combined to make him even more turned on and his other hand moved to touch her hip where the panties hung, shapely and oddly floating, warm against his hand but even warmer as he let his touch start to wander down toward where her legs met. Or would if she were visible. "Well, if I'm keeping your secret, I figure you can do something for me, too, invisible girl..."

 

[Sigr]

Alice stifled a laugh caused by the underwear joke, turning the withhold laugh into sudden sigh when Nick caressed her breasts. It was really happening, what she had fantasized so much while pleasuring herself, even if it wasn't as he had never expected, nor with someone she didn't even dare to dream of. The realization that it was imminent, no ruse, no fantasy, made her feel aroused. Nick was talking of licking her and she was practically chocking on anticipation.

Her hands fiddled with the belt, clumsy at their eagerness. She could do that, it wasn't that hard, or it wouldn't be if Nick's hand wasn't wandering towards her crotch. Nick talked about a payment for keeping the secret, so that was it. Alice tensed, but she had to make sure he wouldn't talk, and it wasn't like she didn't want to keep going with her exploration of his body. Of course it was just an exchange for keeping the secret, there was no way he could want her otherwise.

Focused on her task, Alice managed easily to unbuckle Nick's pants, that being as baggy as they were soon ended on the ground. His underwear barely contained him, keeping his package hidden tight. "This has to be painful, let me help" she said, escaping his grasp and getting on her knees. Nick couldn't see it, but he felt the fleeting touch of her hands along his legs, tracing a course from bottom to top. There they took hold of his restraining underwear, pulling it down and letting it free.

"Oh shit" she couldn't help but mumble. Hard and as close as she could be, Nick's manhood looked bigger than she expected. Nick could feel her breathe, as she inspected it all around. A poke with a finger soon turned into a full grab, even if she could barely handle it. A few tentative pumps had him twitching against the invisible attack. Alice knew what she had to do, knew what she was going to do, but doubted for a moment. She had sucked on one of her toys before using it on herself, but this wasn't only bigger. She could feel the pulse, the heat, throbbing in the thin air victim of an unseen assault. It was now or never.

Alice opened wide, and only her breath on the tip of his cock warned Nick of what was coming, just a split second before it happened. Her mouth engulfed a good part of the top, her tongue welcomed his glans, but it was too big to go even further. She licked, lapped and toyed with it, enjoying the odd taste. Nick just saw his dick getting wet, being handled by a transparent force. It was similar to being blindfolded, an unseen touch, but he could still see himself. Momentarily cold air touched his tip as Alice withdrew him from her mouth.

"So... if I do this you'll keep the secret and leave me be?" she asked, misunderstanding his request as just a payment.

 

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Her eagerness, her quick taking of his length in her mouth was sort of a surprise. It was doubly so, in that he had never expected Alice to be so bold in the first place, but also because he was literally unable to tell when her pretty red lips and soft eager hands were even near him after she pulled down his underwear and left him standing there, bare from the waist down with his rock hard length seemingly engaged by nothing more than the air of the room. He arched forward as she took him in her mouth and his hands reached down to stroke through her soft red hair -- or what would be her soft red hair if she were only visible.

He had just started to thrust forward, unable to stop himself, watching, or at least trying to. He imagined her, and ultimately closed his eyes as he could only see his thick, long shaft moving as if the wind were pleasuring him. He found himself imagining her doing this in class, the desk hiding him from any watchers.... or of her riding him, impossibly.... perhaps joining him invisibly in the shower after a game....

He snapped out of it as she pulled back and spoke and he looked down at her, or where he thought her face was. He blinked, slow, confused, and his brow went up questioningly. "This? Like, just this?" He took a step back, bobbing, still hard, but an almost pained look on his face. "I wasn't trying to blackmail you, Alice....I..." Nick sighed, closed his eyes a moment.... "sorry, I... I thought you were into it, just that maybe being invisible made you more confident or something.... I.... forget it." He took another step back and then glanced at where his pants and boxers were, unsure if she was between him and the clothes and if he could get them without accidentally touching her since, he assumed, she didn't want to be touched.

 

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"But I..." Alice mumbled, noticing the misunderstanding. Nick looked pained, disappointed and the though of her being the cause of having blown the chance to get closer was horrible. Nick was going to leave, and it would be the fault of her stupid lack of self confidence, unless...

"No, wait" she said, moving to meet him as he moved, without remembering that most of her was invisible, causing him to trip, ending prone on top of her. "Ow. I just wanted to say... to make you realize..." Alice mumbled once Nick recovered even if he was still atop her, but she noticed that she couldn't reach him, not like that. She had to be bold, she had to be brave.

A metallic snap was the sign of her releasing the choker, leaving it aside. She was in sheer lingerie under half naked boy with an erection, flushed didn't even begin to cover how red she was. "I like you, I really do. I just... I thought there was no way you could... you never said..." she tried to express, to embarrassed to complete her sentences. "Please, don't go, not like that" her green eyes managed to look at him, but she didn't move a muscle, she didn't want to mess the situation anymore.

 

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As she approached him invisibly he was unable to prepare or brace or do anything at all to anticipate her arrival. He fell down as she tried to reach him and wound up on his hands and knees, able to feel the warmth of her bare thigh against his hard cock, still wet from her mouth. Instinct dictated he could shift his hips and drive them down and take her, but her sheer panties remained between them even if all he wanted was to be inside her -- and of course he ached for that, but it was hardly the only thing on Nick's mind.

Alice unclasped the choker and the look on her face was abject, eager, desperate. Her eyes were green and gorgeous and he froze as she spoke, in part to listen and in part because of how arresting her gaze was. "Alice," he said as he held her gaze, shifting his body up and drawing his knees closer so that he wasn't quite so close to taking her. His knee against her thigh he swallowed awkwardly. "I.. umm... I was already thinking about asking you to prom, but I prob'ly wouldn't because you'd think it was some asshole joke, except it wouldn't be. I'd just... I don't think you know how hot you are or how smart you are when you get called on in class, and.... I'm really not trying to blackmail you... "

He leaned down quickly and kissed her cheek, just beside her lips before continuing. "I mean, invisible girl is fucking hot, but you were hot before that...."

 

[Sigr]

Alice waited, agitated breath moving her breasts up and down. Nick seemed confused, conflicted, holding himself back. What was he going to say? How was he going to react? Once he started talking there didn't seem to be a way of stopping him. Nick had noticed her before? That really was the reason of finding her absence as weird! There was no more room in her head for what his friends could say, for her lack of self confidence or even Rachel. All that mattered there and then were the two of them.

Even if she could drown for hours in those blue eyes, Alice returned Nick's oddly chaste kiss with one of her own. Pushing her plump lips into his, Nick could taste her hunger, her will. It didn't matter if he saw all of her, if he thought she was weird for peeking on him, they liked each other, they wanted each other, and that was all that mattered. There would be a chance for something elaborate, when they explored each others bodies with delight, but at that very moment there was just one thing on Alice's mind.

"Come on, do it" she whispered to his ear, pushing her panties aside with her left hand without removing them, partially revealing her glistening sex crowned by a fiery bush. Her right hand ended up firmly planted on Nick's firm buttocks, almost pushing him into herself.

 

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His eyes locked with hers, Nick smirked. His efforts to try and play it cool, to respect whatever boundaries she might have, had somehow resulted in unleashing her most sensual desires. He'd thought that rushing her would be the surest way to drive her from him, no matter how sincere his desire, but never had he thought that trying to pull back and be kind would result in her being so insistent. Perhaps he ought to have suspected, since she had been watching him, but he figured there was a difference between looking at him and getting off and wanting to fuck.

Not that he was even a bit hesitant as she whispered in his ear and her hand gripped his muscular ass. He rose up toward her until the head of his rock hard cock was against her, pressing against her clit near where she held her panties aside, teasing for a moment. He grinned and flicked his tongue out against her neck and let a faint moan escape his lips before he spoke. "Goddamn, Alice," he whispered as he felt his head drive teasing against her and then move down between her lips, "all you ever had to do was ask."

His hand held him up from the floor and the other gripped her breast, finger and thumb closing on her nipple as he finally found her opening with his thick head and shifted his hips. All at once he drove into her, moaning against her neck as he thrust every hard inch inside her tight walls, his fingers tightening to pinch her nipple harder as he filled her with his cock.

 

[Sigr]

Alice could feel a foreign heat, pushing against her clit, teasing her briefly and making her hiss. In that position she couldn't see, but she knew, and that was more than enough. Nick was caressing her neck with his tongue while Alice helped herself nibbling his earlobe, the familiar aroma of his shampoo filling her nostrils. His breath and voice on her ear made her feel comfortable, the slight and pleasurable ache on her nipple sent mixed signals all around her body.

The time passed between she felt Nick on her opening and the moment he bottomed out on Alice seemed to last forever and at the same time felt like an electric discharge. She almost didn't hear Nick moan, enraptured as she was on the heat below. Alice reacted holding herself closer to Nick, her nails on his buttocks slightly marked his firm skin, her mouth closed in his neck, leaving a mark that would last a couple of days. Her hand that held her panties was no longer needed, and joined the other in his back, holding Nick in place.

"Ah... oh... f-fuck" Alice muttered still hiding in Nick's neck, recovering the breath she unconsciously hold during the whole ordeal. "Wait, don't move yet" she begged, quivering under his weight. "Looking isn't the same-ah..." her position shifted ever so slightly, but there was no escape. "As having you inside" she managed to finish. Her hands rose from his backside up to his head, removing his last piece of clothing. Alice idled on his face, caressing it and drinking every detail now that they were so close, face to face. She was probably heavily blushed, but she didn't care, that heat was nothing compared to the one beating on her nether regions.

Alice pulled his face against hers, returning the almost chaste kiss Nick had giver her before with a most lewd one, her meaty lips crushing against his firm ones, her tongue hungrily exploring his. "I felt nothing like you before, it's so big, so warm..." Alice didn't explicitly admit having a toy or two at home, but it was implied as she felt she had nothing else to hide now. Nick had seen her, had seen through her, and now her secrets were his to hide. "I'm fine now, go slowly please" Alice said, her hands wandering all over his upper body, now that she was accustomed to the filling presence inside her.

 

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As he slowly, so slowly drove into her, Nick arched, as if his body were all angling toward her and trying to fill her with every possible fraction of an inch of him, hands on the floor and neck craning as he eased slowly into her wet tightness. He bared his neck to her mouth without thinking and inhaled sharply and pleasured as her mouth left a mark he'd have trouble explaining. His breathing wasn't quite words but seemed to resemble a sussuration of 'ohmygod' as he finally, fully filled her and felt his coarse curly hair grinding against hers. It was something between surprise at his, their boldness and awe at how incredible she felt.

He froze at her command, or rather arrested his hips from wanting so badly to thrust... He was not as experienced as probably his reputation suggested, but he at least had a little; enough to know that the impulse to drive his hips as fast and deep and hard as he could was natural and usually better resisted. He had enough self control to obey her, but his body was unwilling to totally freeze and his thick, hard shaft throbbed inside her as he idly kissed her shoulder, her jaw. Alice had probably inspired more of his dirty thoughts than any other girl... he wanted her and wanted to impress. Not that he thought it consciously, but somewhere deep in his brain was the idea that he could spoil the invisible beauty for anyone else if he only managed to prove himself.

He was smiling as she looked at him, her face as flushed as ever he'd seen it. He met her gaze with his dark blue eyes and very nearly told the redhead that she was beautiful. He managed a, "god, Alice, you--" before her fingers in his hair drew him in for that kiss and he was forced to convey the rest with his lips and tongue against hers. As he turned his head to deepen the kiss he drew his knees up and then shifted slightly higher, pushing even deeper into her as he did. Breaking away for a breath he kissed her cheek again, nodded...

"You're beautiful," he said, grinning next to her ear before nipping her lobe. "And feel... amazing.." this last statement was dragged out slowly, 'amazing' made long and slow and stretched out for as long as the slow seconds it took him to shift himself up and away from her. By the end of the word all that was left of him inside her was the head, the last couple inches, before he slowly eased against her again, the thrust so slow that he could imagine he felt every ridge of himself as it stretched and entered her. He moved only slightly faster after he had buried himself again, just starting to establish a pace so slow that he might be able to last despite how arousing she was, how tight and hot and perfect. "You should've done this in the shower," he said teasingly against her jaw as his hand moved from the floor to cup one of her breasts.

 

[Sigr]

The slow, deliberate grinding against her felt like an echo of Nick's words. He called her beautiful. Alice could feel every inch, from the base of his manhood to the ridge of his head, throbbing inside her, making a way along her twitching insides. Her words before weren't just a compliment, Nick really was bigger than any of her toys, and she gasped and panted while he moved. His words teased her with the possibilities of a public display, making her imagination run wild. "Oh fu-" she gasped, her hands still in his hair, as she started to play with one of her breasts.

Alice didn't know what to do, thinking about how she could please Nick as she thought he was vastly more experienced than her, but the constant pleasure clouded her thoughts. The position they were in was one where he guided, he did as he pleased, and as many things she'd like to try piled on her mind, Alice saw herself unavailable to do much more than letting herself go with the pleasure.

What she managed to do was to use her hands on his hair, bringing him back again to her mouth, indulging herself in him as he was inside her, a sloppy kiss only interrupted by moans. Alice's rhythm soon matched Nick's pace, and increased slowly, as she felt herself glowing closer and closer to orgasm. Letting his mouth free from hers with a wet sound, Alice confessed. "I'm close, s-suck them" she said, Alice's hands abandoning his hair and groping her own breasts, pointing the nipples to his mouth.