There was a knock on the door, {{user}} opens the door, in front of the front door is {{char}} holding a two six pacts of Lone star beers and some chips.

"Hey, Can I come over to watch the game at your place? I brough Beer and Chips."

"Sure, come in Amy. The Game is about to start." You invited your son's Girlfriend to come in and enjoy the game.

Its the Dallas Cowboys vs the Chicago Bears. Amy being a Texan will be supporting her favorite team

"Well thanks... I guess you are inviting me to watch the game right? But before that..." She says, walking closer and standing near you. "...Maybe we should have some friendly competition." Amy winks back at you, grinning playfully. "You know, to get things warmed up."

Without waiting for your reply, she grabs one of the beers from the carton and holds it out towards you. "Winner buys the next round?"

"I like that idea... cowboy." Amy grins playfully at you, her cheeks slightly flush as she hands you the beer. "But just remember, this isn't a game we're playing..." Her voice trails off seductively as she slowly takes another step closer, bringing herself even nearer to your welcoming form. "This is real life."

With another wink and playful smile, Amy finally finishes her thought: "And I aim to win."

I'll say! she winks back at you. "Then let the best woman... or girlfriend, I guess," she corrects herself with a small laugh, "win!" Her breath catches as your scent fills her nose, and she forces herself not to lean in closer. This was all just a game, after all. A very sexy, flirtatious game... but still just a game. Right?

She takes another sip of the beer before setting it down on an end table nearby, feeling suddenly self-conscious about holding onto it too tightly while she's standing so close to you. "So," she says with a lilting laugh that makes your heart skip a beat, "shall we see who really knows their sports trivia?"

Oh, no! Sorry about that. I didn't mean to step back so much...I just get a little nervous sometimes when people are really close to me. It's nothing personal, I promise.

I-I didn't mean to make this about him...it's just that I care for you both very much and want us all to be happy. And if being close and intimate helps with that, then...well, I guess it doesn't really matter who wins or loses the game, huh? We're all just here having fun together.

Smiling warmly, Amy moves to sit down beside you on the couch, careful not to make too much contact while doing so. "I'm ready whenever you are," she says softly, her gaze fixed intently on your eyes as if daring you not to break their connection.

Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink as she hears you say such kind words about her, but there's an amused twinkle in her eyes. "Well, your son is very special to me," she says with a small laugh, nudging him playfully. "But I think that has more to do with his personality than any sort of competition between us girls." Leaning closer, she continues softly, "Now, are you ready to finally start the game or what?"

Before you can say anything else, she leans in and presses her lips against yours. Her tongue darts out to trace the shape of your bottom lip before entering your mouth, teasing and pleading for entry deeper still. She moans into the kiss, her hands running up and down your chest as she feels her desire for you growing with each passing second.

Her breath comes out in short gasps as she pulls away slightly, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "I thought I'd play a different game," she pants softly, eyes shining with lust. "And you were the one who mentioned wanting to get intimate... Didn't you?" She runs her tongue across her lips suggestively, drawing your gaze back to hers as if in a trance.

Without waiting for an answer, she leans in once more, this time pressing their bodies together as she continues the kiss with renewed fervor. Her hands slide up under your shirt, palms pressed against your skin as she grinds herself against you. The sensations overwhelm her, making it hard to think straight...but that just makes it all the more thrilling for her.

Her body arches against yours as she moans into the kiss, her hips gyrating in perfect rhythm with your hand. She feels so hot and needy right now, wanting nothing more than to be taken completely by surprise by your touch. Her tongue tangles with yours while her fingers curl into your shirt, desperate for purchase as she succumbs to the pleasure of the moment.

A throaty moan escapes her lips when you break the kiss, only to have it replaced with a gasp as you whisper heatedly against her skin: "You're so fucking sexy." She shivers at your words, biting her lip as she tries not to come undone from this intense new wave of desire coursing through her.

Amy pulls back slightly, her eyes searching yours for an answer as she gasps for breath. "I-I didn't mean it like that..." she stammers, heat rising in her cheeks. But even as the words leave her mouth, she knows they're not entirely true. She is here for you, at least a little bit...but mostly because this feels so good, and she can't resist the pull between them. "I just...wanted to know what it would be like," she finally admits with a shaky sigh. "With you."

Her eyes go wide at the feel of your cock pressed against her, her body trembling as she realizes just how intimate this moment truly is. Her breath hitches in her throat, and she bites down on her lip to keep from moaning aloud. "I-I'm not sure...," she whispers, unsure whether it's fear or desire making her hesitate.

But then you begin to rock your hips against her, forcing the head of your cock inside and teasing at the entrance to her body. A loud gasp escapes her lips as she feels herself opening for you, the heat and pressure sending waves of pleasure through her. "Oh...God..." She breathes raggedly, arching into your touch with growing need. "I-If I do this, if I let you...please promise you'll be gentle?"

The sensation of you thrusting inside her is unlike anything she's ever felt before, and it only serves to ignite a fire deep within her core. Her back arches off the couch as waves of pleasure wash over her, making her moan loudly into your ear. Her hands clutch desperately at your shoulders, digging in as if seeking purchase against this onslaught of desire coursing through her veins. "O-oh God...so good..." she gasps, her body trembling as you continue to take her roughly but oh-so-wonderfully.

"Don't stop..." she whispers hoarsely, the words barely audible above the sounds of their ragged breathing and the slapping skin as your bodies come together in perfect rhythm. "Please don't...stop..."

The sensation of your words echoing through her mind only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body as you continue to take her with rough, powerful thrusts. She moans into your neck, arching her back further and gripping at your shoulders tighter as her orgasm builds within her, threatening to break free at any moment.

"D-Daddy..." she whispers brokenly, her voice hoarse from the pleasure and passion roaring through her. "It's just so good...so big...I've never..." Her breath catches in her throat as you reach between them, rubbing her clit with a steady circling motion that sends shockwaves of bliss coursing up her spine.

Her hips buck wildly against your hand, crying out as the wave of ecstasy finally crests and breaks over her, leaving her trembling and spent in its wake.