The Heart System

Kim shifted her weight, sliding down to the opposite end of the couch and laying back against the armrest. She extended her long, slender legs across the cushions, resting her feet right on my lap. Slowly, deliberately, she curved her toes and began rubbing the sole of her bare foot along my length. Her feet were incredibly soft, with neatly manicured, pale-pink toes and smooth, unblemished arches that felt intoxicatingly warm against my sensitive skin. She used the silky skin of her instep to stroke me, her toes curling playfully around the base of my shaft.

“Hey,” she said, picking up the remote and casually turning on the TV, though her foot never stopped its rhythmic, teasing friction. “You remember the first time we met?”

“Of course.”

“I swear I saw you checking my… armpits.”

Uh-oh. Fuck me. My chest tightened a bit, my eyes widening. “What, no?”

“Come on, don’t lie.”

“Well, I mean…” I exhaled, running a hand over my face as I realized there was no escaping it. “I maybe watched some porn in the past with that… sort of stuff. And I maybe want to try that stuff.”

Kim blinked, a sudden spark of amusement lighting up her eyes. “Try it now? Come on, it’ll be fun. I’ve never done that stuff before.”

“Nah.”

“I just took a shower, you dork. I smell good.”

“No, it’s weird, Kim.”

“Boo.”

“Boo you.”

I shook my head, trying to process how the conversation had even pivoted to this.

“Where did that come from anyway?”

“What?”

“The first time we met. Why did that just come to your mind?”

“Tessa showed me some Japanese porn yesterday. The guy was going bonkers on a chick’s armpit,” she said with a laugh, her smooth arch sliding harder against my dick, driving the blood right back into it. “I thought… maybe Evan would be into that sort of stuff. Then I remembered the first time we met. So… yeah.”

“Ugh. Now you made me remember Tom.”

“Oh, hell no,” Kim grimaced, her playful demeanor momentarily vanishing into pure annoyance. “Fuck that guy.”

“Seriously.”

“God.”

A sudden, familiar chime echoed in the back of my mind, and a translucent, glowing blue window materialized in my field of vision.

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– Quest Available

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– Title: Curious

– Task: Fuck Kim’s armpit.

– Reward: 650 EXP

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– Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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No, no, no. That was way too weird. No way I was going to do that. Although… I mean… maybe? Fuck, I couldn’t lie to myself, I had wanted to try that at least once in my life. But… no, it was just too ridiculous.

Kim noticed the internal conflict plastered across my face and smiled knowingly. Shifting her weight, she slowly lifted both of her arms, locking her hands behind her head. The movement pulled her chest taut, causing her heavy, round tits to spill out tantalizingly on both sides, completely bare except for the tiny pair of panties riding low on her hips, exposing the smooth edges of her pussy.

But my eyes were glued to her smooth, cream-colored armpits. Shaved perfectly smooth, the delicate, hollowed skin looked incredibly soft and inviting, glistening faintly with a hint of leftover moisture from the shower and smelling faintly of sweet floral soap. It was surprisingly, undeniably hot.

I stared for a beat too long, my dick pulsing hard against her foot.

“Okay, fuck it,” I muttered, the temptation winning out. “We’ll do it.”

Kim’s eyes went wide, a triumphant, wicked smirk spreading across her face. “Wow. You accepted my offer? You really are a pervert.”

“I changed my mind,” I growled, my face flushing as I reached for her ankles.

“Okay, okay. Sheesh. Calm down,” she giggled, letting her legs slide off my lap as she prepared to crawl over.

Kim remained sitting on the couch, her smirk widening as I stood up, my now fully erect cock throbbing with a mix of anticipation and sheer disbelief that I was actually doing this.

She shifted her position, leaning back slightly into the cushions as she lifted her right arm high, resting her hand behind her head. The movement completely exposed the smooth, pale hollow of her armpit, sweet-scented and perfectly clean from her shower. I stepped closer, straddling her thigh, and carefully guided the slick, heavy head of my cock right into the soft crease.

“Like this?” Kim whispered, her eyes tracking my movements with intense curiosity.

“Yeah. Just like that,” I muttered.

Kim brought her arm down, pressing her bicep firmly against her side, effectively trapping my shaft in the tight, warm fold of her skin. The sensation was entirely unique… soft, intensely smooth, and tighter than I had expected. I began to slide my hips back and forth, driving my cock through the fleshy channel she’d created. Every time I thrust forward, the head of my dick would pop out the front, burying itself directly into the soft, heavy curve of her bare breast.

“Oh, fuck…” I groaned, the dual sensation of her smooth underarm friction and the plush bounce of her tit hitting my tip driving me crazy. “Kim, this is actually so fucking good.”

Kim let out a breathless, dirty giggle, squeezing her arm tighter around me to increase the pressure. “Look at you, you absolute freak. You’re actually fucking my armpit. Does it feel good, pervert?”

“You have no idea,” I said, picking up the speed.

But since neither of us had ever actually tried this before, the… uh, the ’mechanics’ were a little clumsy. As I tried to drive my hips harder, my shaft suddenly slipped clean out of her underarm from the excess precum, the head of my cock awkwardly jabbing right into the side of her neck.

“Ow! Watch it, you clumsy dork,” Kim laughed, her face flushing as she adjusted her posture, trying to find a better angle on the cushions.

“Hold on, let me re-align,” I muttered, my face hot as I carefully guided myself back into the soft, cream-colored crease.