The Omnistore System



Kevin smiled as he heard hurried footsteps approaching the door. It swung open, revealing Venice, who whispered urgently, "Come in quickly." He entered and noticed the worry etched on her face. His gaze naturally drifted down to her fully naked body, taking in the sight of her breasts swaying slightly and her soft, plump stomach on display.

With a playful grin, Kevin greeted her, "How's my cutie?" As he stepped into her home, he gently grabbed Venice by the waist, surprising her a little.

"Good, but let's be quick. We should head to my room; both my daughters are in theirs. Don't make any noise," Venice whispered anxiously, her eyes fixated on the door to her left.

In a playful, teasing mood, Kevin lifted her up by her buttocks and had her cross her legs around him. "If you stay quiet, they won't even know, even if we do it right in front of their door," he whispered back with a mischievous grin.

He continued to move towards the door, and Venice watched with growing concern. She spoke with a hint of panic in her voice, "Are you mad? You know I can't stop my moans. Don't go there; they'll see us. Please, why are you doing this?" Her expression was a mixture of fear and anxiety.

Ignoring her pleas, Kevin pressed on, walking closer to the door with Venice in tow. He gently pushed her back against the wall next to the door, a sly smile forming on his face. "You wouldn't want your daughters to know you welcomed a man into your house while you were completely naked, would you?" He teased, enjoying her panicked expression.

She shook her head, not keen on her friends discovering this side of her. Kevin grinned and teased, "Yeah, me too. Let's keep it on the down-low. But give me a real kiss, though. So we can move to your room."

Venice hesitated briefly, annoyance dancing in her eyes. "You're such an ass, Kevin," she muttered. Despite her irritation, desire won out as she leaned in, wrapping her arms tightly around him, and her legs found their way around his waist, holding onto him like she never wanted to let go.

As for the kiss, she kissed him passionately, starved for intimacy after days of longing. Her lips eagerly explored every inch of Kevin's mouth, indulging in a passionate exchange that lasted for a satisfyingly long minute.

With a less worried expression, she pulled away and gazed at Kevin's smiling face. "Was that good enough?" she asked, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness.

"For now," Kevin replied with a sly grin before diving into another passionate kiss. He led her towards her bedroom, gradually easing her worries.

As he opened the door to her room, Kevin gently laid her down on the bed. He removed his shirt, revealing his muscular physique, which elicited a subtle craving from Venice. Leaning over her, he pressed his chest against hers, relishing the sensation of her soft breasts and nipples grazing against his skin. Her thighs wrapped around his waist, and her delicate hand caressed his face as they engaged in yet another passionate kiss.

"I've missed this squishiness," Kevin remarked, giving her chubby stomach an affectionate squeeze.

"cut it out! That's embarrassing," she giggled, blushing slightly as she tried to wriggle away from Kevin's playful touch.

"Trust me, it's not embarrassing at all," he replied with a grin. He gently picked her up and laid her down on the bed before settling himself beneath her, allowing her to sit comfortably on his lap.

"Look, how hot you are," he said, nodding toward the mirror where they both could see the whole scene. Venice sat on Kevin's lap, completely nude, her face slightly flushed and her eyes filled with desire, any traces of shame long forgotten.

She glanced down at her soft belly, which she'd always found unattractive. Strangely, it now looked enticing. Her once unshaved area, which Kevin had convinced her to let grow, had her feeling both uncomfortable and aroused. "I look kind of... dirty,...like a slut.." she mumbled, surprised by her own reaction.

Kevin chuckled, reveling in her newfound self-discovery. "Yep, a cute dirty slut, that's you," he teased. Looking at her cute face he fondled her thighs pressed onto him. 

"But don't guy usually hate slutty women like me?" she inquired, her expression puzzled.

Kevin, caressing her skin as he moved toward her buttocks, responded casually, "Yeah, we often do."

"So, you're not into me?" she asked, her concern evident.

Kevin chuckled, watching her worried expression, and motioned for her to lean in closer while she stayed seated on his lap. "I mean, I can't hate you. There's no reason to. Sure, you can be a little slutty, but you're my kind of slut. You're all about me. How could I possibly dislike someone who's so into me?"

Venice, still uncertain, looked at Kevin's face up close and asked, "What exactly do you mean?"

Kevin let out a sigh, then gently cupped Venice's face in his hands, playfully squeezing her cute cheek, causing her to puff out her lips in an adorable manner. He spoke, "What I mean is, when I was away, you must have jerked off, right? And when you did, who were you thinking about? Me?"

Venice nodded enthusiastically, her expression still sweet. "Yeah, I did...I did a lot of it."

"Well, I am flattered to hear it." Kevin said hearing her and continued with a smile, "And even now, all you want is to be get fucked, but you'd only feel this way with me, right? If it were someone else, you wouldn't feel the same, would you?"

"Yeah," she nodded again, and Kevin chuckled.

"It's clear you're just into it with me, not someone else. Men don't hate women who are into them like that," Kevin explained.

Understanding dawned on Venice's face, and she smiled. "I think I understand what you're saying. You mean I'm in love with you, and it's okay for me to be a bit slutty for you..."

Kevin chuckled humorously, shaking his head. "Well, it's almost right, but you're not in love with me. You're in love with my dick."