CHAPTER 27: CHAPTER 27

Her. The blonde. The same height as me even barefoot. Wet golden hair clinging to her skin, piercing blue eyes, big tits perfect and swaying with every step. And she was naked.

"Yep," she said, padding out, dripping water across my floor. "Just wanted to check in."

"You—ate my fucking eyeball, you psycho!" I barked, backing up as she approached. "What’s your deal?"

"You failed a quest, didn’t you?" she purred, unfazed. "Pathetic. Can’t even fuck a chick working in a stirp club."

"I..."

"How about a new one?"

"What?"

The air shimmered, and text bloomed in front of me:

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Quest Available

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Title: Lust

Task: Make her cum

without you cumming.

Reward: +999 EXP

999 Ability Points

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Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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I froze. "Wha—"

"Come on," she whispered, pushing me onto the couch and swinging a long leg over me. Her bare ass pressed down on my lap. "Fuck me. Fuck a Goddess, Evan Marlowe."

She unzipped my jeans, and my cock sprang free, throbbing. Just her fingertip brushing the head sent electricity surging through me. My whole body trembled on the edge.

She lowered her hips, my tip grazing her pussy lips—

And I lost it.

"F-fuuuuuck!" I groaned, hips jerking as cum shot out of me, splattering her stomach. My vision blurred. My whole body quaked.

She smirked, watching me twitch. "That oil you’ve been using," she said, sliding her hand down and stroking idly. "Did you ever wonder what’s inside it?"

"I—"

She dipped two fingers into her slit, then pulled them out dripping with golden liquid. My eyes widened. What? It was her... juice?

She slid those same fingers into my mouth. My throat worked, and instantly—without touching myself—I came again, coating her thighs.

"My, my," she purred. "Failed already. Twice, even. How boring."

"You..." I gasped.

She snapped her fingers and the couch vanished under me. I slammed down on the floor while she landed gracefully, towering above me.

Her foot pressed against my cock, stroking lazily. Every touch sent me spiraling.

"Can’t even fuck a stripper," she teased. "How pathetic are you?"

"Let me go..." I growled.

She pressed harder, heel digging into me, pain flaring through the pleasure. "Say it. Say you want to cum."

"I won’t," I hissed. "Just—let me go."

"Beg," she whispered, toes tracing my balls. "Beg me to—"

I snapped, swatting her leg aside. I surged up, grabbed her by the throat, and slammed her against the wall. Her eyes widened—then she laughed.

"You’re not disappointing me, Evan," she said, clapping lightly even as my hand squeezed. "Good job."

"Who the hell are—"

I blinked.

Suddenly I was back on my couch. Beer can on the counter. No steam. No wet footprints. The bathroom floor was bone dry.

I spun in place, breathing hard. No blonde. No goddess. Just me.

"What the fuck..." I muttered.

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My morning shift ended—and surprise, surprise, no chick got fucked. No quest completed. I mean, how would I even pull that off? Customers everywhere. Maybe in the bathroom? But then who’d watch the counter?

Or maybe... I could sneak Jasmine in when Richard was on shift. Slip into the bathroom, rail her quick. Richard probably wouldn’t even notice. Or if he did—he’d understand.

"Hey," Richard said as he walked in. "I’m not late, right?"

"Just in time." I stepped out from behind the counter. "Don’t forget to punch in."

"Yup." He clocked in, then grinned. "Hey, by the way—did you get tossed out of a strip club?"

I scratched the back of my head. "I... kinda."

"Yeah. Jerry told me he saw you with me a couple of times" He smirked. "I know the guy. If you want, I could get you back in."

"Nah, I got a new ques—" I caught myself. "I mean, he’d just question me about why I was there. No, thanks."

"Why would he question you? You were just there for a lap dance."

"No." I cut him off, shaking my head. "Thanks, though."

"Fine," Richard chuckled. "Evan the perv."

"Rolls right off the tongue, huh?" I muttered, grabbing my jacket and stepping out.

Outside, I lit a cigarette, exhaled hard. That’s when my phone buzzed. Unknown number. My chest tightened. Blondie again? The so-called Goddess? After what she pulled, I was half convinced she really was something supernatural.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Oh hey—it’s Kim." My neighbor said. "Got your number from the cleaning lady."

"Kim," I said. "Yeah, hey. What’s up?"

"I was gonna ask if you’re okay with coming over. Dinner. In about three hours. It’s time you try our hell table and eat on it like I promised."

"Yeah, that’d be awesome." I said, smirking. "Bored of noodles anyway."

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Quest Available

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Title: What table?

Task: Fuck Kim

Reward: 89 EXP

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Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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The same damn quest again. And it paid more than the gas station one. But she had a boyfriend. Their relationship was rocky as hell, sure, but was that really a reason for me to step in, fuck her, and blow it all apart?

...Still, those tits. Her smooth armpits. Those thick legs. God, I was already half-hard just thinking about it.

"Alright, great." Kim said. "I’ll text you when it’s ready, then you can come over, okay?"

"Yep."

"Thanks."

"No, thank you."

We hung up.

Dinner with Kim. That was gonna be... dangerous. I just hoped Tom wouldn’t catch me ogling her again. He already had, more than once, and never said a damn word. Which almost made it worse.

"Damn..." I muttered, flicking ash off my cig. "I need to fuck Jasmine first. Get this out of me. Otherwise I’m gonna walk into Kim’s place with a raging boner..."

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I was, officially, broke after I bought Sensual Oil.

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SHOP

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• Aphrodisiac Drink (10c)

• Silk Lingerie Set (25c)

• Sensual Massage Oil (15c)

• Mystery Pleasure Toy (30c)

• Flirt Potion (20c)

• Hypnotic Perfume (40c)

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Credits: 5 c

Select item to purchase.

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Jasmine’s moans filled the room, echoing off the walls like music made just for me. I had her pinned standing, one leg hooked over my shoulder, my cock slick with the oil—or, rather, the condom had the oil, hammering into her pussy with every brutal thrust. Her body jolted forward with each stroke, tits bouncing against my chest.

"God, Evan—so deep!" Jasmine gasped, nails dragging down my arms.

Behind me, Tessa pressed flush against my back, soft tits squishing into my shoulders. Her tongue licked at my ear, my neck, teasing little wet circles that made me groan and push harder into Jasmine. She was urging me on, making me slam even deeper, hips snapping forward like I was trying to break her in half.

"Mmm, yeah..." Tessa purred, breath hot against my skin. "Use that cock... fuck her good for me. Make her scream."

I growled, teeth clenched, and lifted Jasmine’s ass higher, pounding her so hard the wet slap of skin echoed through the room. She cried out, her whole body trembling, toes curling in the air while she clung to me.

"Evan!" Jasmine’s voice broke into a moan. "I’m—I’m cumming again!"

Her pussy clenched tight around me, milking every inch of my shaft. I bit back a roar and slammed harder, my thigh muscles burning, sweat dripping down my temple. Tessa giggled behind me, biting my earlobe.

"Mm." She smacked my ass, firm and playful. "It’s time for you to fuck me now, magic boy."

I let out a ragged chuckle, slowing just enough to kiss Jasmine’s shoulder before pulling free with a wet pop. "Then let’s change positions."

We stumbled toward the bed. Tessa hopped up first, laying on her back, legs spread wide like she’d been waiting for me all her life. Jasmine climbed right on top of her, tits pressed tight against Tessa’s chest, their nipples rubbing together as they kissed.

"Fuck..." I muttered, climbing onto the bed too, staring at the sight. The two of them tangled up like that, moaning into each other’s mouths, their hips rocking even without me. I lined myself up with Tessa’s dripping pussy, and when I pushed in, she gasped loud, back arching off the mattress.

"Yes!" Tessa moaned, clutching Jasmine tighter against her. "God, you’re big... stretch me more..."

I slammed in deep, hips snapping forward again and again, the bed squeaking under the rhythm. Tessa’s legs wrapped around my waist, ankles locking behind me as if to trap me inside her. Jasmine was riding her chest, kissing her, moaning against her lips every time I drove forward. Their tits mashed together, slick with sweat, sliding with each thrust.

"Fuck, that’s hot," I groaned, grabbing Jasmine’s ass and pressing her down harder onto Tessa’s body. The sight of their tits crushed, both of them gasping as I railed Tessa, was enough to make me lose my mind.

"Harder," Tessa begged, nails raking my back. "Don’t stop—make me cum, Evan. Fill me up."

Jasmine moaned into her mouth and pulled back just enough to look at me, sweat dripping down her flushed face. "Yeah, Evan. Break her pussy with that cock. Show her what you did to me."