The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 12: It Comes in at the Eyes[Fmmm][Ageplay][Dungeons and Dragons]

Hey guys! Chapter 12 has arrived! Thank you all for your continued support and compliments. You guys really make me feel special :) I hope you enjoy this chapter, and as always feel free to drop me a comment or a message! *(This work is entirely fictional, as are the characters portrayed in it.)*

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# The Babysitter/Dungeon Master 12: It Comes in at the Eyes

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“What do you think they are doing up there?” I asked Michael, as we sat on the living room couch. Amy and Brandon were still upstairs, had been for at least twenty minutes. Michael and I waited downstairs, him more patiently than me. My curiosity was overwhelming me, and nothing could distract me from thinking about what was happening upstairs. I found it hard to sit still without fidgeting. “Think they are in character?”

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“I dunno,” Michael said, as he chewed on a stick of beef jerky. He didn’t seem to be fretting. After all, he had gotten to jack off today. Going three days without cumming shouldn’t have been a big deal, but every time Amy was in the room I could feel myself getting worked up… but there was no release. “Maybe the Wizard is casting a ‘life seed’ spell on her face, with his ‘magic wand’.” He chuckled at his own, joke and I rolled my eyes.

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“Nah,” I said, as I thought about it. It was possible, she did like the pictures and videos of us cumming on pictures of her. But it seemed like too much… It was hard to believe I, or we, could be that lucky. “You got to massage her legs? Maybe he’ll get to massage her back?” That seemed reasonable enough.

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“Or her front,” snorted Michael. That’s when we heard the door open and close upstairs. We both turned, and looked.

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Amy and Brandon descended, looking how they’d been before. Amy still wore the Pikachu tank top, and tight denim jeans, but somehow she had a different glow about her. It was in her face, but I couldn’t totally read her. Her cheeks seemed a bit flush, and she was smiling. She immediately walked to the kitchen table, and start making notes with a pencil.

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Brandon walked over to us, and he looked like he had just seen a ghost. “What happened?” I asked, a little too eagerly. My heart raced just at the idea of hearing about something second hand. That, and I wanted some clue as to what might await me later tonight. “What did she do? Were you in character?”

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Brandon shook his head, as if snapping back to reality. He looked at me for a moment, before finally starting to say something. “It was… sort of in character. I got experience points, but I honestly wasn’t thinking very much about the game.”He scratched his head.

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“What were you thinking about then?” Michael asked, a question I also wanted the answer to.

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“During most of it I just kept thinking about how soft her boobs felt.” Mine and Michael’s faces went black, as Brandon sat down on the couch. “They were so incredibly… soft.” He sighed, and smiled almost deliriously.

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We had to pull the rest of the story out of him, but he told us everything that happened. I couldn’t help but look over at Amy, hair up in pigtails, underneath her clothes wearing a bra and a pair of panties that my friends had came in. As if she knew I was looking at her, her eyes rolled upward and met mine. She smiled, and suddenly my heart began to start racing again. I turned away, and couldn’t stop my mind from just vividly imaging all the possibilities that could happen tonight.

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“Tonight she will come to the paladin,” she had said. It would be a long wait.

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It wasn’t much later that we got setup for another game session. Amy explained that the Goddess Ameliah had rejuvenated power thanks to the devotional tributes of the barbarian and the wizard. Now, however, there was another task to complete. A trap had been triggered in the castle, which had returned vengeful spirits to the halls. We had to defend her. It was a long combat that led to our party in the ruined throne room, and six spirits surrounding us.

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“You did this to us!” Amy said, in character as one of the spirits. “The spirit points toward Ameliah, the fire of vengeance in his eyes. He rushes forward toward the group, his ghostly sword extended for attack.”

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My paladin blocked the attack, and the other spirits rushed. The barbarian swung his axe in a frenzy, and the wizard slung spells. Our goddess stood behind us as, one by one, we vanquished the spirits with a rather lucky streak of dice rolls. I brought my sword down on the last spirit after rolling a natural twenty.

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“Your sword cuts through the spirit, and the magic that holds him to this plane begins to fade,” Amy said, after making a sweeping strike motion with her arm. She smiled, and I smiled back at her. When she was excited and in character was my favorite time to stare at her. “Before he fades away completely, the spirit looks toward the goddess and says, ‘We loved you’, and then he is gone.”

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I looked at Michael and Brandon, excited at our display of badassery. Michael was excited too, but Brandon was scratching his head. He looked at me, and seemed concerned about something. He didn’t say anything though. He looked away, and jotted down something in his notes.

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“That’s all for tonight!” Amy said, smiling and closing her own notebook. I was disappointed, and a bit confused. I had completely lost track of time, and looked toward a window. Sure enough, the sun had gone down, and it was night outside. “Very good job, party. Your goddess is safe for another night, and can continue restoring power to her castle.” She stood up with her notes, and stretched. She looked at her phone, and then toward me. “The paladin shall make a devotional tribute tonight. Will, come up to my room in fifteen minutes.” She smiled, turned, and walked upstairs.

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“Good luck, buddy,” Michael said, patting me on the shoulder, and then making his way into the living room to start playing video games. I was nervous, that was for sure. Nervous in a good way.

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“Hey Will,” Brandon said, still sitting at the table, looking rather disconcerted. “What do you think those spirits meant when they told Ameliah ‘You did this to us’?”

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“They were evil spirits,” I said with a shrug, not really able to focus on the motivation of some random enemies she had created for us to fight. “She probably defeated them once before, and they were trying to get revenge.” He didn’t say anything else, just stood up and walked over to play with Michael.

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I didn’t know what to do with myself for the next fifteen minutes. I decided to go pee, the last thing I needed would be to suddenly have to go while I’m in the room with Amy. After taking care of my business, I just stood in the bathroom waiting. I stared at myself in the mirror, and began to wonder if this was all a dream. It really seemed too perfect. How could I really be this lucky? Amy was beautiful and we were just a bunch of dorky kids. Yet here we were, alone with her for an entire summer, doing things our parents would absolutely freak out about. If it was a dream… I didn’t want to wake up.

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I looked down at my phone, and realized the fifteen minutes had passed. I washed my hands quickly, slipped my phone into my pocket, and with my heart racing I made my way to Amy’s door. I knocked, and tried to remain calm. She opened the door and smiled.

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“Come on in, my brave paladin,” she said, holding the door open for me. I stepped into the room, the lights a dimmed. She closed the door behind me, and then sat on her bed. “My paladin, bravest and most loyal. Are you ready to begin your devotion?”

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I stood awkwardly in her room, not sure if I should sit or keep standing. “Yes, your grace,” I said, opting for a small bow. My heart still raced, and I already could feel my dick getting hard just from being alone with her.

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“The barbarian is lustful and charming, his devotions will be with passion and fury.” I raised my eyes, as she went on, in that lower sultry voice that she used for Ameliah. So, I knew we were definitely in character. “The wizard is cunning and intelligent, his devotions will be with skill and patience.” She looked me in the eyes softly. “But you my paladin, you are brave and loyal. Your devotions are the strongest of all. Your devotions will be of love and sincerity.”

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I wasn’t sure at all where she was going, but she patted the space next to her on the bed, so I walked over and sat down. I didn’t say anything.

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“Love is what allows me to harness and control the height of my powers, and without it all would be lost for me.” She continued, as she raised her right hand and gently placed on it my cheek. My eyes met with hers, and there was something new in those soulful brown eyes. She looked at me in a way that no one had ever looked at me before, and suddenly it felt like my whole body was melting. I couldn’t look away, and a torrent of butterflies whipped around in my stomach. Her thumb gently brushed over my lips. “Do you love me?”

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“Yes,” I say, without hesitation or thought. My eyes stayed locked with hers, and I began to feel an intense connection. “I love you.” She smiled sweetly.

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“The devotion of love is intimate in a very personal way,” she said, “it comes in at the eyes, and with the lips. Tell me honestly paladin, have you ever kissed a woman?” I shook my head. Nothing had ever been discussed about a previous love interest for my game character, but I really wasn’t thinking about that. I hadn’t ever kissed a girl, so I was more answering for myself. The lines between the game and reality were blurring, and I couldn’t help but think that was intentional on her part. “Good,” she said, as her eyes closed and her face began to move ever so slowly toward mine. “It’s time for you to taste love.”

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My heart pounded, and time seemed to stand still. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what to do with my hands, which were beginning to sweat. I didn’t know if I should close my eyes, which were opened wide. My mind raced with a thousand ways that I could fuck this up, and I could feel my entire body beginning to panic. I couldn’t let that happen.

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As if by some natural defense mechanism, a part of my brain seemed to shut off. My hands curled into fists, and my eyes closed. I felt my body leaning forward a bit, my head tilting up toward the taller Amy. I felt her nose brush mine, just before our lips touched. It felt like static electricity began crackling all over my body, and the hard on in my shorts throbbed. That moment seemed to last forever, until the gentle smacking of our lips before she pulled away. My eyes opened a moment later, and she was smiling at me.

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I realized something then. I knew that I would do absolutely anything for Amy.

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“Now,” she said, as her hand gently ran back into my hair. I didn’t know how she was talking, my entire body felt like jelly and it was all I could do to keep upright. “This time part your lips as I do, and let your tongue meet mine.” I couldn’t even manage to nod, even though somehow my brain registered what she said. She giggled a bit as I preemptively closed my eyes, and waited. Her hand rand down to the back of my neck, and then her lips were on mine again. My heart kept racing, and my boner kept throbbing. I let my lips part, unsure how much was too much. I felt her tongue slip between my lips, and mine came up to greet it.

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I thought I might cum in my pants right then. Her tongue slid along mine, as if it were some animal lovingly nuzzling it’s mate. I tried to imitate what she was doing, and our tongues began dancing together in my mouth. Our breath mixed, and our tongues danced. Our lips slid across each other, and she held me gently by the back of the neck. I heard her let out a soft little moan, before she began to pull away. My eyes opened as her tongue retreated from my mouth. I watched as a small string of saliva connected our lips stretched, and then snapped as she pulled back.

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“Very good,” she said, smiling. If I hadn’t been in awe of my first kiss, I might have noticed the red flush in her cheeks. “Your technique is a bit timid though, but that will just require practice.” She leaned in again, and suddenly her lips were back on mine. She leaned into me a bit more this time, and I leaned into her. Our tongues met and danced again. Her hand moved from my neck, down my arm, and came to rest on my thigh. I don’t know where the instinct came from, but right hand went gently to her face. My tongue grew braver, as my back straightened up a bit. Her tongue retreated back into her mouth, and my tongue followed it. I leaned forward a bit more, and the dance grew more impassioned. Everything faded away, and only Amy and I existed. The kissed seemed to last forever, as our tongues continued their dance.

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“Yes,” she said, in that sultry goddess voice, breaking the kiss for a moment. “Lean into your love, and let it flow through you.” Her lips were immediately back on mine, but this time she did something different. I felt my lower lip gently between her teeth, and she pulled on it gently. My eyes opened to find hers open as well, staring back into mine with fiery intent. She bit my lip a bit, not enough to really hurt, but a bit. My dick throbbed more and more. She pulled away.

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“Okay,” she said, biting her own lip now. I wondered if her heart was racing as much as mine was. “Now, you must learn a very special devotion, for you will be called upon to do this again. I call it the Spider-man kiss.” I managed to raise an eyebrow, as her hand came off my thigh and she crawled to the center of the bed. The bed was rather large, so when she laid down with her feet dangling off the bottom, there was still room above her head. She patted that space, and I crawled on my knees until her head was just below me. “Lean down and kiss me, upside down.”

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I nodded, as my body lowered. My face was over hers, but as she pointed out, upside down. I leaned my face down, until our lips came together. My nose gently brushed her chin, and hers brushed mine. Our oppositely aligned lips parted, and our tongues came together for the dance once again. My hands pressed into the bed on either side of her shoulders. This time the kiss felt even more electric, as the tops of our sensitive tongues slid along each other. One of her hands came up into my hair, and gently held my face down on hers. I lost track of time again as we kissed, and finally pulled away as if I simply couldn’t handle any more. My dick throbbed harder, and harder.

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“Good,” she said, still laying down and smiling up at me. “Now, take out your sword.”

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What she meant didn’t register for me at first. I straightened up, sitting on my knees with her face between them. Her eyes rolled up, staring at my crotch. The hard on that I was sporting was evident, poking out over toward her face. Is that really what she meant? I asked myself, unsure, but resolved. I reached into my shorts, pulling them down ever so slightly, and pulled out my dick. It twitched it in my hand just from the touch, and she watched as it came to hover over he face.

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“I’m afraid my underwear have already received tributes,” she said, eyes glued to my throbbing erection. “You will have to spill your seed onto my face.” I thought my heart might explode from how quickly it was beating, and my right fist squeezed my dick so hard I thought it might fall off. “It’s time, my paladin. You have one minute.”

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Her eyes closed, and for a moment I couldn’t do anything.

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Finally my hand started working, as I stared down at the gorgeous woman laying beneath me. I held my breath as I stroked, the taste of her mouth still on my tongue. Almost immediately I could feel it swelling. I kept stroking as I tried to figure out exactly how I was going to do this. I moved just a bit closer, my balls hanging down and pressing gently against the top of her head. Her hair felt so soft against them, and that contact prevented me from holding it in a second longer. I panicked, and just held my dick down.

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The first burst of cum flew from the tip, and exploded against the tip of her nose. Despite wanting to watch, I couldn’t keep my eyes from closing as more streams came. A second one… a third one… a fourth one… My heart started to slow down, as the orgasm began to taper off. I tried to catch my breath. My eyes opened, and I looked down to see what I had done. A string of cum hung from the tip of my dick, down to a small pool on her forehead. Her nose was covered, and two streams of cum ran down each side beneath her closed eyes. A rope of cum ran across her lips, and onto her chin. Another was on her right cheek, and a smaller one had landed over her left eye.

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This was infinitely better than cumming on a picture of her. I just stood there staring at her face, covered in thick white ropes of my cum and all the tension of the last three days melted away.

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I shouldn’t have been able to move, in awe of the experience I had just had. Something inside of me moved my right hand, and it went to my pocket to grab my phone. I took a picture, and as the shutter sounded she opened her right eye, and smiled up at me. “You did splendidly, my paladin.” As she spoke, I could see the cum on her lips begin to drip down into her mouth. “I will text you your experience points later, for now you are dismissed.” Her eye closed again, and I saw her chest rise and fall with a deep breath. I could barely think as I put my dick back in my shorts, and climbed off the bed. I opened the door, and stepped into the hallway. As I closed the door, I paused for just a brief moment before it shut entirely. I saw Amy’s right hand reach down and slide into her shorts, and she let out a long soft sigh.

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I finally closed it, and made my way downstairs. Michael and Brandon wouldn’t believe it, but I had proof on my phone. I grinned, and realized that this was the happiest I had ever been in my life.

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