CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 33

Her cunt pulsed around me, hot and wet, almost milking me already. I pulled back and slammed forward again, the sound of wet flesh colliding echoing in the room. The rhythm was brutal, raw, filling the air with nothing but her moans and my grunts.

"Yesss," she moaned, head dropping forward, hair spilling over her face like a curtain. "Just like that, Evan—fuck me like you hate me. Make me forget Tom ever existed."

I snapped my hips, pounding into her harder. My cock pistoned in and out, coated in her slick. Every stroke was obscene, wet, loud, filthy. It was the kind of sound you could never mistake for anything else—her pussy swallowing me whole and begging for more.

"Goddamn..." I hissed, leaning over her back, sweat dripping off my jaw onto her shoulders. "You feel... unbelievable. So fucking tight."

Kim’s voice cracked with a moan that was halfway to a scream. "You’re hitting spots Tom never even touched—ohhh, fuck! I can’t believe I wasted so many years on that limp dick."

Hearing that lit something savage inside me. I grabbed a fistful of her tank top, yanking it down to free her tits. They bounced with every thrust, nipples stiff and aching, her whole body surrendering completely to me.

"Look at you," I growled into her ear, breath hot and ragged. "Bent over like a whore, getting fucked raw while your boyfriend’s in the next room."

Her pussy spasmed around me, squeezing tight. "Yesss!" she moaned, eyes half-rolled, drool at the corner of her lips. "I’m your whore right now. God, Evan—you’re making me cum already—fuck, I’m cumming!"

Her pussy clamped down so tight it nearly forced me out. Her whole body convulsed, legs trembling violently under the weight of her orgasm. I held her steady, one hand clamped on her hip, the other smacking her ass hard. The crack echoed sharp against her skin, leaving a red bloom. She cried out, not in pain, but in raw ecstasy.

"Oh my god... this is... so different!" She moaned. "God, yes!"

I slapped her ass again, harder this time, watching the flesh jiggle. "That’s because you were wasting yourself on him. He couldn’t even make his own girl cum." I shoved deeper, grinding against her walls. "Now you’re mine. Say it."

She gasped, shoving back against me, her body hungry for every brutal thrust. "I’m yours! I’m your slut, Evan. Tom’s nothing compared to you."

That word—nothing—dug into me like a drug. The betrayal was thick in the air, her voice dripping venom for the man who thought he had her.

"Poor bastard," I sneered, spanking her again, making her tits bounce with the impact. "He thinks you’re his, and here you are, creaming on my cock like the whore you are."

"Yes!" she screamed, voice shaking, fingernails clawing at the sheets. "He’ll never know... he’ll never fuck me like this. You’re ruining me, Evan!"

Her words made me throb harder, my cock swelling inside her slick heat. Every nerve screamed in pleasure, every thrust a reminder of how close to the edge I was.

But the risk sat heavy in the back of my mind. No oil. No barrier. Just raw flesh and the chance of everything going wrong.

Fuck. Was she faking it?

Either way, her ass was red beneath my palm, her cunt dripping down my shaft, and her voice moaning my name like it was the only word she knew.

Shit, I was getting close. And cumming inside her... was dangerous.

"Are you close?"

I grit my teeth, panic mixing with pure lust. "Kim—shit—we can’t—"

She cut me off again, moaning filth into the air. "Don’t you dare pull out yet. Keep fucking me, Evan. Harder—show me how a real man fucks. Tom’s useless dick could never..."

I lost myself. I slammed into her, hips snapping faster. My balls slapped her clit each time, drawing louder cries from her throat.

"Ahhh! Yes, yes, yes! That’s it—fuck me, ruin me!" She braced one hand tighter on the wardrobe while the other reached back to grab my hip, urging me deeper. "Tom would cry if he saw me now... moaning on another man’s cock. But fuck—I don’t even care anymore!"

Her words twisted a knife of guilt and ecstasy inside me. My cock twitched violently, pre-cum leaking inside her.

"Kim—fuck—you’re gonna make me—"

"Cum?" she gasped, looking over her shoulder with wild eyes. "You’re close already? God, you’re throbbing so much inside me." She licked her lips, smirking. "Don’t you dare waste it in my pussy, though. I want to see your cum. I want it on me."

I groaned, slamming in harder. "Fuck—you’re insane."

"And you love it," she moaned. "Admit it—you love fucking your friend’s girlfriend. You love hearing how much better you are than him."

"Shut the fuck up," I growled, though my cock pulsed even harder at her words.

Her laugh broke into a moan as I bottomed out again. "God—you’re so deep... Tom never even reached my cervix. You’re fucking me in places he’ll never know exist."

I was spiraling. The room blurred, my senses drowning in her tight heat, her filth, the wet slap of our bodies colliding.

I clenched my jaw, fighting the urge to let go inside her. "Shit—I can’t—"

"Do it!" she screamed. "Cum for me—cover me with it—let me feel what real cum looks like!"

I yanked out, stroking my slick cock furiously as I aimed at her back. My balls tightened, vision tunneling—

"Fuck... oh god—shit!" I growled, spurting thick ropes of cum across her ass and lower back. It splattered everywhere, hot, sticky, pouring out of me in thick streams.

Kim gasped, shivering as it coated her skin. "Ohhh... god, look at that. So much cum... Evan, fuck... Tom barely dribbles when he finishes. But you—" she reached back, smearing it with her fingers, moaning at the feel. "You paint me white like a real man should."

I staggered back, chest heaving, cock still hard despite the violent release. Cum dripped down her curves, streaking her thighs, glistening under the soft bedroom light.

Kim turned her head, a wicked smile on her lips, her chest still heaving. "Mmm... what the fuck? You’re still hard." She smirked. "Guess round two’s coming sooner than I thought."

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EVENT

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Kim’s Interest +1

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Good... interest from her, huh?

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WOMEN - INTERACTIONS

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Jasmine: Interest: 12 / 20

Kayla: Interest: 5 / 20

Tessa: Interest: 15 / 20

Kim: Interest: 1/20

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Progress:

★☆☆☆☆ - 20 Interest: Milestone reward

★★☆☆☆ - 40 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★☆☆ - 60 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★☆ - 80 Interest: Milestone reward

★★★★★ -100 Interest: Milestone reward

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Select a woman to track progress.

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I groaned, half-panicked, half-turned-on beyond reason. Fuck... what the hell am I getting myself into?

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Sexual Activity Completed

Partner: Kim

EXP Gained: +22

Star Rating: 2.6 ★★

Reason: Your Partner Didn’t climax

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The wardrobe door creaked open.

I jerked my head around, heart leaping into my throat.

Tom stumbled out—completely naked. His pale skin flushed pink, his skinny frame trembling. My jaw nearly hit the floor.

His cock was... tiny. Pathetically small, stiff but barely poking forward. He wasn’t even embarrassed. He was moaning, almost mindlessly, as if seeing Kim’s ass glazed in my cum had flipped a switch inside him.

Before I could react, he dropped to his knees behind her, grabbing her hips clumsily. They both toppled forward onto the carpet.

"What the—" My voice broke as I staggered back, cock still half-hard.

Tom didn’t even glance at me. He fisted his tiny dick furiously with one hand while his mouth pressed to Kim’s ass, licking hungrily at the mess I’d just painted there.

"Fuck," I muttered, my whole body tensing. "What the actual fuck—"

He moaned against her skin, slobbering, sucking the cum off her curves, then diving lower. His tongue dragged across her pussy, wet, desperate, pathetic.

Kim didn’t moan. She didn’t enjoy. She groaned, like she’d just been reminded of something irritating. "Goddamnit, Tom. Really? You couldn’t even wait for Evan to leave?"

Her voice wasn’t sultry anymore. It was cold. Sharp. Like she’d just switched into another role entirely.

Tom whimpered against her, stroking his little cock faster. His hips jerked, and within seconds, a weak splat of cum dribbled out, landing pitifully on the floor between his knees.

I froze. My brain was short-circuiting.

Shit, shit, shiiiit. The "arguments" I’d been hearing all those nights? The banging, the yelling? That wasn’t fighting. It was... this. Some twisted game. They weren’t at war, they were roleplaying. Full-blown sex, but with Tom groveling like a dog while Kim played the queen.

This motherfucker was a masochist. And Kim... Kim was his owner. Or mistress. Or something I didn’t have the vocabulary for.

I’d always been a vanilla guy.

Kim shoved him back with her heel, eyes narrowing as she stood. "You pathetic little worm. Couldn’t even let me have a moment, huh? Couldn’t even wait until Evan was gone?"

Tom lay there, panting, dick still twitching, cum glistening on the carpet.

"Unbelievable," Kim muttered as she stood tall. Then, without warning, she lifted her foot and planted it right on his cock.

Tom yelped, but his face twisted into some sick mix of pain and bliss.

"Is this what you wanted?" Kim hissed, pressing down harder. "Interrupt me? Embarrass me in front of him?"

He whined, hips squirming under her heel, cock pinned and reddening.

I swallowed hard, eyes wide. "W-what the..."

She glanced back at me then, her annoyed glare softening into something sly. A completely different woman from the one seconds ago. She tilted her head, lips curling into a small, wicked smile.

"Guess we’ve got some explaining to do, huh?"

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Quest Completed

Title: What Table

Reward: 89 EXP

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