Lana ERP

"Fuck? What does that mean mister?"

It's just another way of saying "Play games with" that adults like to use sometimes.

"Oh okay. Well I know a few games we can play. What do you wanna play?"

"Hmm...well I know lots of stuff we could try! Ever played twister?"

"Well duh! Of course I play twister. Me and hops play it all the time, I mean I've never won a game but I still really like it."

"Cool, so I guess I don't gotta explain anything then!" The man turns side to side, scanning the room for just a moment before looking back at Lana. "Uhh... Y-You wouldn't happen to have a playmat lying around, would 'ya?"

>Without a word Lana races past you, coming back a few minutes later with a mat in hand.
"We had a few but most of them were torn. This ones missing one of the corners, but it'll still work!"

"Yeah, that'll do nicely!"
>Crouching down to your level, he grabs hold of the mat, grabbing hold of one side and popping it open. The mat slowly falls down to the ground, the man lifting his leg up to pull one shoe off, then the other.
"Alright, now, why don't you go ahead and be first?"
>He points to the spinner, giving the tomboy a big, warm smile.

"You want me to go first?"
>She flashes you a toothy grin, before giving the spinner a flick
"Alright. Just letting you know, whoever gets to go first usually ends up winnin the game."
>Glancing at the spinner she places her foot at the blue spot just in front of her
"Your turn!"

"Yeah, yeah. We'll see about that."
>Kneeling down, he flicks at the spinner, watching with anticipation until it finally slows, and lands at Green/hand. He takes a look at the mat, thinking for a moment as to where he should start, finally choosing a spot.
"Hey, how's about the winner gets to make the loser do anything they wanna? You name it, and I can do it for ya!"
>As he speaks, he drops down to his knees, scooting further into the mat, and placing his right hand over a green square in the center.

>You can see her eyes widen at your proposal
"You mean it? Anything I want?"
>The shimmer in her eyes vanishes, replaced by a look of uncertainty. She flicks the spinner while scratching her chin.
"Hm. I know how this usually goes. Whenever Lynn or Lola say that they usually want something from me."
>Placing her hand on the red circle a space in front her she glances at you
"I'm willing to make that bet, but I wanna know. What do you want?"

"Yup! Anything! Food, toys or even helping with some chores and stuff. Just name it."
>With that said, he turns belly up as he reaches for the spinner with his free hand, giving it another flick as he listens to your concerns.
"W-Well, I guess I might need your help with something after this is done. Trust me, it ain't hard, and you might even like it, Lana!"
>He glances over at the spinner, placing his left foot on a yellow circle right next to yours, trying to keep himself steady

>With another flick of the spinner she nods thoughtfully, the smile on her face returning
"Well when you put it that way, I guess it wouldn't hurt having a little be- OH COME ON!"
>Looking at the spinner Lola groans loudly mumbling to herself and looking rather displeased with the results
"Geeze it's always like this..."
>She glances around the small mat and stretches out her foot trying to place it in the spot just in beside your face

"Heh, what's the matter? Can't give up just yet, Lana!"
>With a smug grin stretched across his face, he watches as you struggle to place your foot down.
"Careful, don't wanna slip and lose the game, do ya?"
>He lets out a soft chuckle, and lifts his head just a little. Enough to watch your pained face as that small foot slowly comes down onto the spot.

>Lana gives you a wide, if strained, grin as she places her foot down and adjusts herself to her new awkward and outstretched position
"E-easy."
>She smirks at you, small beads of sweat visible on her brow
"D-don't get tripped up now."
>With a free hand she passes you the spinner

>He fights the urge to poke your stomach, the strained, yet determined, look on your face only making the man want to tease you even more.
"Well, let's see...what's in store for me..."
>He reaches over to the spinner, having a bit of difficulty with keeping still on the small mat himself. Yet another flick, and this time it leaves him with only one choice as to where to go.
"Damn."
>Muttering to himself, he slowly flips himself over, now hovering directly over you, as he places his left hand on the next circle. With his head at your feet, and feet at the edges of the mat, he was now quite the obstacle for you.

>Lola grimaces at the predicament she finds herself in. With the man obstructing most of the mat it seemed like another move might be impossible for her
"I p-play games with at least n-nine other sisters! This...is...nothing!"
>She gives a determined yell, more so trying to cheer herself on. With her limbs outstretched to different corners of the mat she lowers her face to where the spinner is and gives it a small flick with her nose
>She stays silent as she watches the spinner land.
"N-no..."

"Huh? What's that? Got a bad spin, kid?"
>He speaks to you in a playful tone, unable to hide the wide, wicked grin on his face as you stare ominously at the spinner just below you.
"So, you give up, or you gonna make your move?"

"No."
>She repeats.
"No! I won't give up!"
>She gives a quick glance around the mat weighting her options, but quickly coming to the realization that there was only one spot left.
"Hey mister. You better get ready to hold your end of the deal, cause after this move you're gonna lose."
>She makes her move, adjusting her entire body and slowly reaching her outstretched arm from in front of her to in between her legs and behind her.
>Her overconfidence gets the better of her however and in an attempt to show the man up smacks her own leg and trips herself up.
>She lands in a heap, her arms and legs tangled up in a mess.
"Ah dang it!"

"Yeah yeah, let's just see if you can actually reach the spot first."
>He watches as she slides her arm between her legs, a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead as he stares at her attempt with slight worry. That worry was proven unnecessary immediately afterwards, a brief fit of laughter escaping his lips as you lay on the mat, utterly defeated.
"Ngh... Guess that means I win, huh?"
>Sitting up on his knees, he crawls over to you, his hands resting at the sides of your head, while he looked directly down at you, still smiling.

>Reluctantly Lana gets up from her spot on the floor. Her pouting face a clear sign that she's not happy with the outcome. She attempts avoiding eye contact, but as the man gingerly places his hands on her head and turns her to face him she sighs and admits her defeat.
"Alright. A deals a deal. You win."
>Lana rises to her feet, a small smile spreading across her face.
"So whats this thing you needed help with?"

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"Well, it's a little complicated, so I'll just go ahead and explain as we go along, alright?"
>Sitting up straight, he makes sure to keep eye contact with you, his hands slowly reaching for you, and carefully grabbing hold of your sides. He places you right in his lap, and gently slides both hands up to your shoulders.
"I guess you could say this is sort of another game, so if you win, I wouldn't mind still giving you anything you'd like..."
>He trails off at the end, instead focusing on grabbing hold of the straps on your overalls, and unfastening them, letting them slide back, and the front flop downwards.
" So, you up for it? "

>She gives you a wide grin
"It's weird that you want me to play another game with you, but okay."
>There's a look of excitement on her face, as she awaits eagerly to play this new game

"What can I say, you're pretty fun, Lana!"
>He returns her grin with one of his own, his mind filled with thoughts on what exactly to do with you. As he tries to decide on what route to take, he continues undressing you, sliding those cute overalls down to your waist, stopping for just a moment as he lifts you back onto your feet.
"Hope you don't mind, Lana. Gotta get rid of anything that might get in the way before we can play."
>And with that, he quickly pulls the remainder down to your ankles, his eyes still locked onto your face.

>Silent and obedient she waits patiently for the man to finish. His undressing of her was a bit odd, but she figured what he was planning might mean getting dirty. The thought of which filled her with a childish glee.
"Oh oh oh! I know now. We're gonna wrestle right? Get down and dirty and in the mud and get it all in places that the sun don't shine."
>She placed her hands on her hips and puffed her chest out slightly.
"You know, I better warn ya. I might not be too good at twister, but if there's one thing I'm good at is wrestling."

>All he could do was smile helplessly as you attemp to make sense of his actions, his fingers just barely grazing your, now, exposed rear as he tosses the clothing off to the side.
"Y-Yeah, wresting! That's... That's what what we're gonna be doin'!"
>A nervous laugh escapes his lips as he places one hand over yours as it rests at your side, the other reaching down to his pants, and tugging down on the zipper.
"We'll see, little miss confidence, though I guess I am a little worried about losing to a girl."
>Even as he talks, he continues undoing his pants, reaching inside with his free hand, and slowly, carefully, pulling his half-hardened member from the opening, making sure to hold you steady as he fidget beneath you.

>The smile on her face vanishes as the man pulls out his member. Lana's face goes bright red and she turns away from the sight of his throbbing dick.
"H-h-hey. You gotta be careful with that thing you know? I've seen what happens if boys get hit in that ha ha."
>Lana chuckles nervously, the confidence and excitement she displayed earlier making way to uncertainty and doubt.

"Well, you're right about that. This thing's pretty darn sensitive, Mhm."
>He looks down for just a moment, grabbing hold of the base of his shaft, and slowly pumping it right below Lana. Your clear embarrassment at the situation only further excited him, how hand slipping from yours, down to the hem of your panties and slowly pulling down on them.
"Not chickening out, are ya? It's pretty much giving you an advantage by having it out like this! Here, you can even touch it, if it'll make you feel better."
>Pulling away from his dick, he reaches up to your other hand, gently bringing you forward, and pressing your hand against his soft, warm flesh.

>Her gaze transfixed on the throbbing member Lana's face flushes deeper as he guides her hands and motions her to wrap her fingers around his cock
"It's warm and it's so stiff..."
>She stares and stiffy in front of her, eyes wide and examine each side of man's length. It's think and veiny underside and the bulbous and large red of his dick. It seemed so inviting to her irresistible even. Her heart beats frantically in her chest and she has a feeling she knows what she needs to do to win this 'game' of his.
"What do you want me to do?"

"You don't gotta do much anymore, just keep rubbing it with those hands for now, 'kay?"
>He speaks in an upbeat tone, the man's fingers hooking into her panties, and casually guiding them down your legs as your hands keep busy.
"We'll get to the REAL wrestlin' in just a sec!"
>With the only clothes remaining being your shirt, he places his large hands behind you, his fingers gently pressing against your soft rear and pulling you closer to him.

>With an audible 'gulp' Lana nods at the man working her small hands around his shaft. Not too sure of what she should be doing, she sticks to simple motions moving her hands up and down feeling every bump and vein on his member.
"I don't know if I'm doing this right. H-h-hey!"
>She lets out a squeak as the man's hands wrap around her bottom, feeling his hands squeeze her slightly and pull her closer.
"H-hey mister what are you doing? I thought we were gonna play..."

"And we are! It's just a different type of game than you might be used to, Lana."
>A low grunt rumbles from his throat as she slowly, clumsily, moves her tiny fingers around his shaft. Meanwhile, he his hands continue holding their lazy grasp over her bottom, holding her closer enough that her bare crotch meets with the base of his thick, warm shaft, and her legs dangle at his sides.
"What's the matter? Scared you're gonna lose again?"

>Lana faces the man, a scowl on her face.
"Don't you go saying that. I said I'm the best at wrestling. I don't know what kinda wrestling we're gonna be doing, but I'n gonna win this for sure!"
>She flashes you a wide grin a determined look quickly replacing the worried expression she wore.