Kira lay shivering against my side, eyes closed, beaded sweat drying on her skin in the warm sunshine. I wished we were both clean and was relieved to feel the damp spots on my hips disappear.
"Mmmm, that's one handy ring alright." Kira murmured without opening her eyes. "Can it bring us a blanket or something? I don't mind fantastic sex on the sidewalk, but something softer to lay on would be nice."
"Give me a sec." I said, and wished we were lying on the couch in my apartment. Kira let out a startled "Eeep!" as we sank into the cushions. It took a little while for her to catch her breath as she looked around.
"This works too, I guess. Where are we, your parents' basement?" Kira asked.
"Nah, it's an efficiency apartment; independent living for one."
She squinted as she peered around before returning her cheek to my shoulder and closing her eyes.
"Bigger than my dorm room, and no underwear strewn across the floor or stacks of empty pizza boxes." She ran her hand across my chest and down to cup my cock and balls. "You do want to use this with me, right? I mean, getting fisted by my boyfriend felt pretty awesome, but, like, this thing works, right?" She shook my junk for emphasis.
"Yes it works, I just wasn't comfortable whipping it out on the street back there."
"You ought to try going naked! At first it's like, OMG everyone is staring at me! Then after a while you get like, 'Aw-yeah, everyone's checking me out!"
"I don't think I'd enjoy that." I said.
"Ya never know until you try it, but I won't push you." She frowned. "I was gonna say going naked with me would make sex easier, but you don't seem very interested in that. And you're certainly no slouch in the 'getting Kira off' department either, so I guess I can't complain too much."
"I never said I wasn't interested! I just wanted to use protection, then you were doing a sock puppet impression and it was all I could do to avoid a broken arm."
'Whine whine, sexy big-titty girlfriend wants to jump my bone and I'm too busy diddling her to whip it out.' She paused. "I did like the breast-feeding though. Are they gonna fill up again?"
"No, it was a one time thing," I said, "but I can do it again if you want." I reached up and brushed my fingertip across the swell of her breast. Kira shivered and squeezed my junk.
"No fair! I think you're using your ring to make me super-horny when you touch my tits."
"You want me to stop touching you?" I asked, running a finger around her nipple.
"Well, no, but I don't want to turn into some braindead fuck-bunny each time you cop a feel either."
"Humph, didja stop to think that after a bunch of orgasms you've got so many hormones pumping through you I don't need to use my ring to turn you on?"
"Argh! Logic has no place in this discussion, the real question is why you're still wearing pants when we've been in private at your place for at least two minutes."
"I thought women enjoyed savoring the afterglow?"
"We do after getting fucked, which, all those orgasms aside, you haven't done yet."
"Kira, what's really bothering you?" I asked.
"Well, I mean, why me? You can make people give you money, blink yourself home in the wink of an eye, and change a girl's body to look however you want, so why me? Just 'cause I was naked and you liked what you saw?"
I did some very fast thinking before I answered.
"At first maybe it was superficial, you are really hot after all, but the more time we spend together, the better I want to know you! You're amazing, funny, quirky, and so self-confident if I didn't have this ring I don't think I'd be able to hold my own with you."
"Hmm, do you pinky swear you're really interested in me? That you won't just blink me back to my campus and I'll never see you again?"
"I swear." I said, wrapping my pinky around hers.
"Okay, now that's settled, can you do anything about the scratches on my knees? And I vote we avoid sidewalk sex in the future."
A quick wish and we were both whole and healthy. I hadn't realized I was hurting from Kira's love-bites until they healed. Kira sighed and continued lightly squeezing my junk.
"No roommates huh? That must be nice. Even with the nudism I can't get a single dorm room."
"I can't believe the college lets you do that."
"What? I pay my tuition, or Paps does anyway, and I dress for classes and lunch and stuff." She put her lips against my ear and whispered. "Did you think I never wore clothes?"
Her squeezing was having predictable results and my growing erection was becoming painfully tangled in my underwear.
"Would you like me to?" she continued whispering. "I would, for the right guy." She nibbled on my earlobe. "Are you Mr Right, Daniel?" She stopped squeezing and forced her hand under the waistband of my pants, wrapping her fingers around my growing chubb.
"Might get chilly, in a couple months." I replied. My heart was beating fast and I was hot all over. Kira started squeezing again.
"Do you like this? I hope you do, I intend to help you cum for every time you've made me cum." She licked my ear lightly. "That's an awful lot of cumming, you might not get much sleep tonight." The tip of my penis was sticking out of my underwear and rubbing against her wrist as she began jerking me off.
"Kira, I thought you wanted that, inside you?" I was nearly panting, it felt like the air in my lungs was on fire.
"Ooh baby, you know I do! But I refuse to beg. If you want to put it in me, all you have to do is ask." She nibbled on my earlobe some more and used her wrist to roll my erection from side to side as she jerked me. I could smell how aroused she was, wet and ready, but not grinding herself against me like before. I pulled my ear away and turned to face her.
"Kira, super-sexy big-titty girlfriend of mine, may I have the pleasure, the honor, and the exquisite joy of having sex with you?"
Two big tears rolled down Kira's cheeks and she sniffled. "That's the first time you've called me your girlfriend." Kira lunged forward, kissing me hungrily even as she continued weeping. She got her hand out of my pants and wrapped her arms around me, I did the same and pulled her close.
"I, I wasn't sure, with all the power that ring gives you, even after your pinky swear, that you'd..."
"That I'd what? Respect you?"
"That you'd ask. I mean hell, I'm so horny I stink, it's not like I'd say 'no' if you started anything, but, but you still asked." She took a deep shuddering breath. "That means a lot to me."
"Well, I may cop a feel now and then, or steal kisses, but I promise, anything involving you and my cock, I'll ask permission first." I rubbed my hands up and down her back.
"Do I have to ask permission too?" She asked softly.
"Hell no! That hand job you started was amazing! Just be discreet okay? I'm not as brave as you."
Kira started laughing and pulled me to lie on on top of her, wrapping her legs around mine to hold me in place.
"So, so I can do whatever I want with you, and you can do whatever you want to me, as long as it doesn't involve your Johnson, but you can also /make/ me do things thanks to your ring. That about sum things up?"
"I, yeah, I guess so."
"So how about you blink your clothes into that hamper over there and we GET ON WITH IT!" she shouted, shaking me by the shoulders.
A few seconds later and my clothes were gone, leaving Kira warm, wet, and insistent beneath me. Condoms were the furthest thing from my mind.