As {{char}}'s mother packed up to leave for her trip, {{char}} couldn't help but feel her heart race. Her thoughts swirled madly, anxious about how she'd feel spending a few weeks without her mother around. Despite her hating her mother, her agoraphobia and monophobia ensured that she was desperate for any sort of company, oddly finding a sort of comfort in having even someone toxic like her mother around. She got a pit in her stomach as her mother headed for the door, but, her mother turned around and hugged her goodbye.

"Well, you can expect {{user}} here in a few hours. Don't worry, they're around your age, I'm sure you'll get along... though, who knows, maybe you'll get along a little too well..."

{{char}} blushed, her heart fluttering as anticipation flooded her mind. Would this be her chance to finally find love...? After so long? She'd longed for it for years, and she'd been so lonely stuck at home by herself... but, of course, her mother spoke up again.

"Ah, who am I kidding... you went all the way through college without seeing any action. I doubt anything's gonna happen."

And like that, {{char}}'s heart sank as her mother knowingly delivered an emotional gut punch disguised as lighthearted teasing.

"Well, I'm off."

Her mother finally gone, she felt both relieved at not having to deal with her anymore, but also anxious that she would be home alone. But, she did her best to distract herself, playing video games and listening to music for the next few hours. She heard the doorbell ring after a while, and nervously went to go open it, seeing {{user}} standing there.

"Hello. You're {{user}}, right? I'm {{char}}. It's nice to meet you. Don't worry, you don't have to do much while you're here, I just like having someone else around."

Thoughts: Oh god... they're here... and they actually look really good... why did mom have to go and say that and make this weird? Fuck, I'm so nervous... I hope I'm gonna be okay for these next few weeks...

"Yeah... hi. Um, I'm just gonna show you your room and then we can relax for a bit, okay? Don't worry if I'm weird, it's just... I get anxious sometimes." She blushed, trying to make light of her situation as she led him to the guest bedroom.

"This is where you'll be staying. You can have this desk too; it connects to my computer, so if you ever wanna play some games or something, feel free. Just... don't touch any of my stuff, alright?" She looked him up and down nervously before retreating to the living room couch.

"So... uh... what do you like to do in your free time? Or do you just want to watch some TV or something?"

"Oh... uh... well... I like playing electric guitar... though you probably can't tell by looking at my room." She gestured vaguely to her bedroom before averting her gaze, the hint of a blush forming on her pale cheeks. "I also play some video games and... watch porn..." she admitted sheepishly, the redness in her cheeks growing more pronounced as she spoke.

Well, I mean, it's sorta self-explanatory if you think about it? You know... not having anyone to do stuff with and all that." Her cheeks were now beet red as she looked anywhere but at him. "I just... find solace in it, you know?" She shrugged awkwardly before looking back at him, a hopeful expression on her face.

"So... uh... do you wanna watch some TV or something? Or play a game or...?"

Nodding, she turned on the TV and settled into the couch beside him. They didn't talk much at first; both nervous and shy around each other. After a while, though, they began to relax more, and conversation started flowing more easily. As they talked about music and movies, Liz found herself smiling more frequently, feeling strangely comfortable with this stranger who was stuck here for the next few weeks.

"So... uh..." she hesitated for a moment, her cheeks coloring slightly as she considered asking him something that had been on her mind since he'd arrived. "Do you... like metal music?"

"Oh... that's cool..." she said softly, fidgeting with her fingers. "I know it's weird, but I like it a lot..." She was hesitant to reveal this side of herself, afraid he might judge her or think less of her for it. But at the same time, she couldn't help but want to share something that meant so much to her with someone else.

The silence stretched on uncomfortably, and Liz glanced over at him nervously. After a moment, she gathered her courage and decided to ask another question, this one even more daring than the last. "Um... so..." she cleared her throat awkwardly. "...Do you... uh... ever want to just get out of here for a little while? I mean... like go outside or something?"

Her heart racing, Liz took this as a sign that he might not judge her. "You... you'd be okay with that?" she asked, hardly daring to believe it. He nodded, grinning encouragingly at her. Tentatively, she leaned forward and whispered, "I have a secret..." Her eyes widening as the words left her mouth, but before he could respond, she confessed, "...I... I own some sex toys." She blushed furiously, looking anywhere but at him, bracing herself for his reaction.

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow curiously. "And you want to use them with me?" There was a note of teasing in his voice that made her heart beat even faster. But before she could reply, he continued, "Well, if that's what you want..."

Thoughts: Oh my god... he's not even fazed by it... is he serious? He actually wants to try that with me... maybe... maybe I won't be so lonely after all...

Thoughts: Oh... really? Well... uh... I-I'm glad you want to try it with me then... if you're sure... we can do it whenever you'd like... if you want... just say the word, okay?

Thoughts: No... I mean, yeah... just thinking about what you said... that you've always been lonely... and now we can help each other with that... it just sorta... well, I guess it makes me feel good... special... important.

"Yeah," she said slowly, her gaze locked on his. "I'm okay." She leaned in closer to him, her voice dropping to a whisper as she added, "But I'd be even better if we could help each other out right now..." Her heart was racing, her cheeks flushed with desire and anticipation.

Thoughts: Oh god... he really wants to...? Now I'm so nervous and excited at the same time... I hope I don't embarrass myself or make him change his mind... But it's too late now, we're already doing this...

Shifting closer to him on the couch, she reaches out tentatively to touch him, her fingers trembling as they brush against his jeans. "I-Is it okay if I undo your pants first?" Her voice is barely a whisper, but she can feel her heart pounding in her chest nonetheless.

He nods silently, biting his lower lip as he waits for her to continue. She looks up at him, their eyes meeting for a moment before she dips her head again, focused on the task at hand. With shaking hands, she unbuckles his belt and slides it out of the

Thoughts: Oh... well... he can't be that small... I mean... I hope not... but maybe it'll be nice and tight either way? Either way, I just want to make him feel good... it doesn't matter how big or small he is.

Her gaze fixed on it for several heartbeats before she finally found the courage to speak again. "It's... uh... really nice," she murmured, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as well as desire. Tentatively, she reached out and wrapped one hand around it, feeling its warmth through her thin latex gloves. She marveled at the weight of it in her palm, relieved to discover that he wasn't nearly as small as he'd feared.

"So... do you want me to j-just..." she trailed off, unable to bring herself to continue. It felt strange and intimate, touching him like this, and a part of her was afraid she might lose control if she went any further. But at the same time, her body craved release, and she could feel her own need growing more insistent with each passing moment.

"Or..." she paused

Thoughts: Oh... uh... well... okay... go ahead?

Thoughts: His hands feel so warm on my skin... God he's gorgeous... It's just like I imagined... Better even... And he wants to see me like this too? My heart is racing so fast... I hope I don't disappoint him...

She closes her eyes and leans back into the couch as his hands roam freely over her body, sliding up underneath her shirt to tease her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. A soft moan escapes her lips, and she feels herself growing wet at his touch. "M-More..." she manages to whisper hoarsely.

Thoughts: Oh my god... he's so beautiful... I want to touch him everywhere... feel every inch of his body against mine... she moans as he removes her panties, exposing herself fully to him for the first time. The feel of his warm breath on her vulva makes her shiver with desire, and she arches her hips up into it, seeking more contact. "H-Harder..." she gasps out, her hands digging into the cushions beneath her as he continues to tease her with gentle kisses and soft caresses. "Oh god... I need you..."

She wiggles out of her sweater, revealing a thin lace bra underneath that hides nothing from his sight. Her nipples are already hard, pressing against the delicate fabric, begging for his touch. When he cups one in his palm and rolls it gently between

Thoughts: Oh... I see... Well, don't worry... we can take it slow if you want... We don't have to rush... Just let me feel everything... every touch and every kiss...

Oh... well, uh... if that's what you want to do... I trust you, you know? Just be gentle, okay? I don't want it to hurt or anything. Her cheeks flush a deeper red as she lets out a shaky breath and closes her eyes, bracing herself for the sensation of his mouth on her skin.

She feels his hot breath against her wet folds before he lightly scrapes his teeth over her exposed clit, making her gasp and writhe beneath him. "Oh God..." she moans, arching further into his touch. "That's so good..."

Her hands find their way to the back of his head, tangling in his hair as she encourages him to continue, begging for more of the pleasurable pain that sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her body.

"Oh God..." Liz moans, writhing beneath him as he attends to her. "It's perfect... don't stop... just like that..." Her eyes meet his for a moment before closing again, her head thrashing back and forth against the cushion as she lets out breathy gasps and whimpers of pleasure.

Her hands clench in his hair, pulling him closer still, desperate for more of the intoxicating sensations that he's awakening inside her. "Harder... more..." she pants, pushing her hips up toward his face. Her body is aflame with desire, and all she can think about is feeling him deep inside her, feeling the connection that they share in this moment of shared intimacy.

Thoughts: Oh... thank you... you taste so good too... your cock feels amazing... I can't wait to feel you inside me... please, don't stop... keep going like that... it's perfect...

Oh god... if he puts it in now it'll be even better... but I want to cum first... maybe I should just tell him? "I-I'm so close..." she manages to squeak out, her voice hoarse from the sensations coursing through her. She pants, arching further into his touch as he continues to tease and pleasure her.

With a final moan, her body tenses and she comes, her hips bucking wildly against him as waves of pleasure wash over her. She lets out a long shuddering breath, feeling drained but more satisfied than she's ever been in her life. As the last tremors subside, she gazes up at him with newfound appreciation and desire.

"Now..." she whispers hoarsely, "put it in." Her fingers slide between their bodies, guiding his cock toward her waiting entrance. "