The Quiet Ladies Man Ch. 02

A few months later after my first times having sex with Valentina, I found myself at a comic convention. For the first time, I no longer felt like the shy kid hiding in the corner. I was on a panel about diversity in gaming, wearing a fitted blazer over a graphic tee. My body had changed just a little bit--broader shoulders and a hint of muscle. I still had those self conscious moments, but at that time, I had a confidence in the way I carried myself. He still wore glasses, but now they were part of his charm.

After the panel, I looked at my phone. Valentina texted me a few times. One was a good luck message saying:

"Go get em, my favorite nerd." Attached was a kissing emoji.

The second was a flirtatious one:

"Btw, if you need a little more practice... I'm here." Attached to that one was a devil emoji.

I smiled to myself. Val and myself made a little agreement making us "friends with benefits." We did have a little age gap, but Valentina was not looking for a serious relationship, nor was I. I was more concerned with my skills in the bedroom than getting a girlfriend (I know that sounds backwards, but still...)

A few seconds after the panel ended, a woman approached me after the panel. Her name was Kana, a gorgeous Asian game developer with a somewhat petite build. Her hair was the color of black silk, cut in a sharp bob. She wore a black hoodie, dark blue jeans, and Converse. She smelled like green tea and rain.

"Your talk was amazing," she said, her voice soft but direct. "I'm Kana. I've been following your work."

I smiled. My old nervousness replaced by a certain sense of warmth.

"Thank you. I've seen your game--the one about the yokai. It's very interesting to say the least."

Her cheeks flushed. "Wow, thank you so much. Would you like to get coffee? Talk shop?" She asked.

I agreed. I thought about Valentina for a brief moment. Her voice sounded in my head:

"This is only the beginning..."

So, coffee eventually led to dinner, dinner eventually led to her apartment, and her apartment led to a night of exploration.

Kana was very different from Valentina. Val was bold and knew what she wanted from the beginning. Kana however, was kind of shy at first, but once we were alone, it was like she became a different person.

She pushed me onto her bed, which was a futon on the floor, surrounded by posters and game consoles--and stripped off her clothes. Her body was small and lithe, with a little bit of muscle to it. She had C-cup breasts tipped with pink nipples, narrow hips, and a smooth pussy. She smelled like green tea and her own arousal, a sweet, almost floral scent.

"I want to ride you," she breathily said in my ear, straddling me. "But first, I want to taste every inch of you."

She kissed down my chest, her tongue tracing and licking the faint lines of muscle, causing me to shiver. Her eyes looked up at mine in want. Her hands explored my body. When she reached my manhood, she took my length in her mouth. Her technique was sloppy but enthusiastic. I moaned softly while she sucked me off with my hands in her hair.

"Mmm. Suck it, baby. Fuck, that feels good--" I groaned animalistically. She pulled out, with a trail of saliva down her mouth and looked up.

"You like that? Mm hmm." She mewed. "I love your body," she whispered. "Your skin, your hairy chest, your big cock--all of it. You're so fucking sexy."

I couldn't believe what I just heard. My breath hitched. Those were words I thought I would never hear (referring to myself). But in that moment in time... I started to believe in those words. It fueled me.

She guided my manhood inside her. Her tight pussy began to stretch around my hardness. She moaned out, a high-pitched...

"Aah--" as she sank down. Her hips moved in slow seductive gyrations. I grabbed her waist, thrusting upwards to meet her.

"You like that?" I growled with pleasure and hunger.

"Yes--fuck yes--" she cried, her nails digging into his shoulders.

We moved together, a tangle of limbs and sweat and gasps. My hands roamed all over her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her pink sensitive nipples, then sliding down to rub her engorged clit as she bounced up and down on my dick. Before long, Kana came with a shriek and her body convulsed. It was a wonderful, beautiful sight. Shortly after, I followed, with myself pulsing inside her shooting jet after jet of my seed inside her.

Afterward, we lay tangled in her sheets in our post-coital haze with the smell of arousal thick in the air.

"Kana... I'm still nervous, you know," I admitted quietly. "About my body. About being a nerd. About not being enough."

Kana propped herself up on her elbows. Her intense brown eyes met my timid ones.

"Darius, your nerdiness is the sexiest thing about you. Your body is beautiful because it's yours. And you are more than enough. You're WAY more than enough. Always have been. The only thing that's changed is that now you're starting to actually believe it."

I smiled, a real smile, and pulled her close in a hug. She kissed me softly on my cheek. The journey wasn't over. The self-consciousness would always be there as a small voice in the back of my mind. But I am now getting more comfortable with myself and quieting those voices in my head.

Outside, the city hummed, and the night smelled like rain and possibility.