Zxn vs Iffy, The Deadly Sleepover!

"Fuck that shit..."

I shook my head and pointed behind me, where a UPS box lied in a corner of my den, tore open at seams.

"You see that? I just ordered a game off Ebay. Came in the mail a few hours before you got here"

If you looked harder, you'd notice that a sealed game was lying on my couch.

"If you wanna know, its Metal Gear Solid 6, for my Xbox 720. Just came out...5 seconds ago"

Ah, yes, Microsoft's brand new console had just hit the market a few seconds ago.....don't ask how I managed to get it.
[size=85:33ndmqiw]Psssst! I got mines illegaly!

"See, the rules are simple...you beat me....then you gotta spend the night playing my Metal Gear Solid 6. That's right...you'll have to play my game, from start to finish, unlock everything and get all the Xbox acheivements....by yourself! This way, I wont have to do any of the work!"

I pause and let out a twisted, evil laugh. Could this be my plan the whole entire time!? To get you to play my own game so I won't have to?

"Hold on though...if I beat you...then...I guess....we could play another game...a more...formal one"

I purposefully never made myself clear on what I meant by my last comment, but from the way I smiled at you and played with the brim of my panties, you probably caught my drift.

"My house, my rules, sweety"

"Huh?" I say in confusion, "You mean to say that this... all this..." I gesture to your almost nude body completely on display for me to see. I sigh. So you want me to lose to you then? If I was to get some nooky?

But still, I quickly regain my composure and suddenly smile. "Alright then," I say, "If I win, I'll take that game and beat it. And if you win, you can do whatever you want." I seem to accept, but in the back of my head, I was contemplating another plan. I never did say when I was going to play the game. There would be plenty of time after I beat you, and and after *ahem*.

"So then, shall we start?" I ask, rolling my shoulders and stretching myself out, getting ready to "go down" with you, so to speak.

"What!? Noooooo!"

My eyes are as wide as a night owls to your assumption. I never wanted you to lose to me on purpose. Were you crazy or something? I just wanted you to play my game, dammit!

"What, you dont' want to spend quality time, together, playing a friendly game?"

My tone shook with a swelling anger, making it sound as if I was accusing you of the law offending crime of treason, itself.

"Ugh, that's exactly like you. All of you men are down for anything just as long as it involves sex. Ugh, whatever...."

My voice lowered by the end of my statement. I silently scoffed to myself, threw my hair to one side, got down on both knees, and beckoned you to do the same.

"See, in this type of wrestling, we get down on both knees and take it from there. Ready? Now get down here..."

Huh, I never expected you to guess my thoughts, but it seems that maybe I was making it too obvious. But hey, it's not like you weren't going to find out anyways. " title="Wink" />

"Oh, is that what you meant?" I ask, with an air of innocence, "I dunno, it might just be me jumping to conclusions. Sorry!" Though inside I was still plotting my evil dastardly deeds.

I follow your motion, getting down on my knees on the carpet. I was still wearing my blue jeans, luckily they weren't too tight. I raise my hands in front of me in my best approximation of a grappling position, prepared to duke it out with this strange and sexy girl before me.

"Well then, since I'm a gentleman and all, ladies first," I say, offering to let you have the first move.

Pffft. What a pussy. It was just like all of those mixed matches that I've read on AFWRPG; the male cahracters always let the women go for the first move in a gesture they like to call "Gentlemenly", but from the way I saw it, it was just cowardly.

"Gee, thanks..."

I murmured the words below my breath, not meaning any truth behind them.
Walking on my knees, I make my way close to you. Then, I would attempt to reach one hand behind your head while the other grabs for one of your arm...

I see you moving in closer and closer, smiling all the way, watching your movements carefully. I see that you're moving to grab my head, letting you do it so I can get an opening to strike back. Then, when you grab at my arm, I suddenly shoot out and grab yours, my other hand going around your waist to grab your luscious ass and then pull you in close, my face right by your breasts.

"Hmm, you smell really nice," I say teasingly, before sticking my tongue out and licking your chest, right above your breasts, smiling at you all the time.

...and just like that, our little tussle began. No need for a bell, nor for a referee.

We locked hands in what I thought was going be a modest clinch, that is, until I felt your not-so-modest hands sink deep into my flesh like sharp teeth.

"Nuuhh"

I never wanted to give you the satifaction of hearing me yelp out in surprise to your sudden advances, so I was lucky and quick enough to tame my outburst into a low grunt. You were quite the foward one, that much was for sure. I never counted on you going for my goods this early, but if that's how it supposed to go, then so be it.

From this position, I would lean back then throw my legs around your waist, curling my feet in a tight knot at the ankles. Since you were so generous enough to reel me in beforehand, I'd just let the bulky mass of my thighs do the dirty work and squeeze whatever you held dear inside of your body.

From your low grunt, I could tell you were surprised at my advances. Perhaps even a little turned on by them? But I shouldn't flatter myself, I'm not particularly skilled after all, maybe even a bit clumsy. I certainly did seem it when your legs suddenly snapped around my waist, trapping me in between your lovely thighs.

"Nngh!" I gasp as your thighs tighten down. They were pretty strong, though for the moment my abs would hold out. I haven't been working out for nothing you know!

I look up at you with a small smile. "That's no good Iffy," I say, "You're exposing your secret spot for me to attack!" My hand, the one on your ass, suddenly shot in between your legs, cupping your crotch through the lacy purple lingerie, my fingers going to work as they stroked your outer lips.

"Uggnh! Aah!"

Damn, what the hell!? This was a new pair of underwear and I'd be damned if I had them ruined, already!

My teeth clenched tight, then my ankles twisted and turned against one another in a response to your more than curious fingers. I still never wanted to let go of my scissors, but judging from how things were looking, I have to switch up my strategy.
Atleast my arm was still around the back of your head, and since I my body was still sandwitched against yours, it should make it easy for me to reach out and attempt to lock your neck underneath my arm in what looked similar to a Dragon Sleeper, only that I didn't have to be behind you to pull this off.

From there, I'll try to roll the both of us over so I was ontop, that is, if your knees weren't firmly planted on my rug to prevent this.

I could tell that you liked my teasing fingers, with how tense you seemed to be, and how much of a reaction I got from such light movements. I continued to tease your pussy, but I knew you were going to counterattack. When you suddenly changed the move, moving to lock me in a dragon sleeper, there was no way I would let you! I quickly twisted to the side, hoping to break free from the scissors while you were distracted.

But you were pretty good, and managed to roll me over while I was trying to break free. "Huh," I said, but I wasn't worried. My hands were free to roam your body, after all. The free hand I had quickly moved behind your butt, grabbing and fondling it for a second, before going all out and spanking you on the luscious buttcheeks!