Capítulo 25: A Voyeur *R18
Dalia's eyes went wide as she covered her mouth. She hid behind a stall as the colour of her face was sucked out of her. She focused on the sounds, but nothing was different. John was still whispering and Julia was still crying supressed moans.
Dalia closed her eyes and her hand moved down towards her cleft once more. She separated her flesh as it damped her fingers. The image of John's cock flashed through her mind. That veiny, massive thing. How would it feel inside her? She stifled another moan as her fingers entered her.
She knew she should leave, but she couldn't resist another peek. She leaned in against the corner of the stall with her fingers deep inside her cleft and she saw them.
"How does my cock feel in your hands, teacher?" John asked as he massaged Julia's sex and she stroke his shaft.
"Don't ask me that, please," she whimpered, her eyes closed shut in shame. She knew she was enjoying the act, but it still pained her to become an adulterous woman.
John clamped her face like a vice, his thumb and fingers applying pressure. Julia's eyebrows shoot up and she flinched. John leaned his face closer to hers and tightened his grip on her face.
"Open your mouth," he commanded with a tone so overbearing it sent shivers down her spine. Unable to disobey him, her lips parted and he sealed them shut with a kiss. He licked into her mouth with fast, deep licks that ignited Julia's desires.
She began to rock her hips against his fingers. Feeling he had teased her enough, John inserted two of his fingers inside her. She jerked and arched back, the pleasure overwhelming her. She moaned as he sucked her tongue, leaning heavily against her. As their lips moved against each other, they grew wetter and hotter.
It was a primal kiss, basic desire overtook all senses and instincts. Her lips slanted over his, needy sounds spilling out. She couldn't help but think he kissed with such raw passion that she had never felt this wanted in her life. John wanted to make her his and she couldn't fight back. She felt she was already his.
John's fingers dug deeper as his skin grew hotter against hers. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers, their rapid breaths mingling together. Julia's hands kept stroking his hard rock cock, but John felt he would never finish like this and so he removed his fingers from inside her.
"W-what?" Julia whimpered as John stared into her soul. She felt he could do anything to her and she would be unable to do a single thing. How had the power dynamics reached this point? She didn't know, but she was not about to delve deep into this subject. She had an aching she needed to fill. She needed to be filled.
Like a ragdoll, he spun her around before she could even comprehend what was going on.
"You want this, don't you?" He asked as he slid the heated length of his shaft up and down along the seam of her ass.
"Ahh..." Julia moaned as she coated John's cock with her fluids. The squelching sounds lulled her into a daze. The wold around her stilled and only the sensation of John's heated cock sliding up and down her ass remained.
"Pah!" the sound of flesh against flesh resounded through the market as John slapped Julia's big, bouncy cheek. Overtaken by lust, he gripped her rear as his fingers dug into her.
He revelled in the feeling of her wet slit caressing his cock, but before he could get lost in the feeling, he heard the system's notification chime. He stole a quick glance and the only thing he could make out was the previous notification, informing that he had completed it and a new one. He just needed to bring Julia to orgasm.
He leaned in closer and squished her breasts, then he whispered, his voice full of desire, "say you want my cock."
"Ugh, um," Julia stammered in between moans, too confused to make out any words, but not confused enough to stop racking her hips along his shaft.
She didn't obey, but John didn't lose heart and teased her cleft with his round head, bringing her pleasure to new levels as it grazed against her clit.
"Say it," he whispered hotly and teased her some more. The game continued until Julia couldn't take it anymore, "I... I want your cock," she cried as she convulsed in pleasure, frustration and pleasure taking hold of her.
With a smirk, John shoved the crotch of her panties aside and widened her flesh with his thumbs. He positioned his cock and thrusted into the opening of her quivering sex. Julia's back arched with a cry, her whole body tingled as she lost herself in the sensation of that big thing plunging deep into her insides.
Not three plunges later, Julia came in a wild rush, sweat coating her skin and her lungs burning as she fought for breath. The flesh of her labia began to swell, but he kept thrusting like a madman.
"Ahhh, John, ah, fuck me. Harder, please," she begged, her senses and morality pushed aside like discarded baggage.
Hunger overtook him and he thrusted harder. He moaned as she clenched down on him, squeezing his hard cock. Julia was climaxing again within seconds as she rocked her hips to meet his thrusts. Her eyes were opened but hazed by lust and desire. He growled, and, like an animal, he fucked her rhythmically, mercilessly.
"How does my cock feel in your pussy?" He roared. Previously, she had not answered similar questions, but this time she was his, she had to obey him.
"It feels like—OH GOD," she screamed, her moans cutting through her words, "it feels like a h-hot rod, melting my insides, ugh, messing me up," she stammered.
As John plunged harder and deeper into her, he roared and gripped her hips harder. He angled her bouncing ass just the way he wanted it and stirred his cock deep until she gasped in pain at how deep it was. The lips of her cleft clung deep to his cock as he crammed every inch of him, filling her completely.
With one final violent thrust, he came, spurting hot and thick, the creamy liquid spilling along his shaft because there wasn't any more room inside her. He collapsed on her back and Julia's legs gave in, but she was not the only woman climaxing in that eerie market...
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Capítulo 26: Companions
Dalia reached down and pressed her fingers between the lips of her cleft. Her wet flesh quivered as she coated her fingers with the fluids of her desire. She watched as the hot, creamy liquid spurted out of Julia's sex and along John's shaft and then she, too, reached her climax.
Just then, her eyes widened. She was supposed to look for them, but here she was, touching herself. Was she a voyeur? No, she shook her head. She needs to insert herself without making things awkward.
She took out a paper towel from her pocket and wiped herself clean. With a deep exhale and a determined nod, she steeled herself. She took a few steps back and began to run towards the exhibitionist duo.
She called for them from afar, hoping to give them enough time. She would rather play dumb than walk into that awkward situation. She had just driven herself to orgasm watching them, after all.
As she neared the corner of the stalls, John and Julia came into view, already prim and proper. Dalia had fixed herself up, but her flushed cheeks and the beads of sweat on her skin didn't escape John's gaze.
"H-hey..." Dalia stammered as they strode through the deserted mini-market, "can you help us move some camping gear?"
"Sure," John said, Dalia thought he was too good a liar. He was acting as if nothing had happened, although the same couldn't be said for Julia whose gaze was locked on the marble floors.
Julia trailed silently behind, gaze fixed on the scuffed marble floors. Shelves once bursting with snacks now sat bare and ransacked, their footsteps echoing across the vast empty space.
They regrouped with Martin and John stowed away the gear in his inventory. As a team, they left the ghostly market behind, the automated doors creaking open to the dead mall beyond.
Their footsteps rang out in unison across the otherwise silent mini-market, passing dark storefronts with shattered glass and stripped mannequins. Dust motes danced in the streams of sunlight from the skylight overhead.
John finally had some time to think and so, he decided to take a look at his notifications:
['Make your intentions known' completed.]
[5 Vitality Obtained]
['Make the married woman climax' completed.]
[Shockwave Skill's Rank has Increased to E]
A sly smile spread across John's face as he dismissed the notification. The rewards weren't outstanding, but he could call it a freebie with how easy it was to accomplish. Not to mention he had a good time doing it.
"There, look!" Dalia's voice broke the silence as she pointed towards an untouched sporting goods store. Rack after rack of gleaming athletic gear stood pristine behind the unbroken glass.
"Jackpot," John muttered, already making plans. Not only was the store intact, but a sporting goods store made a decent strategic base of operations in the mall.
John entered first, senses alert. The others fanned out behind, gaping at the bounty of equipment lining the shelves.
Heavy footsteps rang out from the rear. John whirled, his Venomlash drawn. A tall figure strode from the shadows - a young woman with dark red hair, shocking green eyes, and a black eyepatch over her right one. She wore ripped jeans and a leather jacket, a wicked curved blade at her hip.
"Thought this place might be safe. Guess I was wrong," she drawled. Her gaze flickered from John's dagger to his companions.
"We don't want trouble," John said evenly.
The woman smirked. "Neither do we. Name's Octavia. That lug over there is my brother August." A blonde young man waved cheerfully, seemingly unbothered by the tension.
Julia introduced them in turn. Octavia's bold gaze lingered on John, sizing him up. "You sure know how to accessorize," she quipped, nodding at his weapons. "Have you killed a lot of them?"
"Something like that."
Their stand-off broke as August bubbled over with friendly questions. But John remained wary. Octavia's confident poise and scars made her dangerous. And he wasn't one to trust easily. An uneasy truce settled between the groups - for now.
Now was a good time as any to check his status screen.
[John Sarack]
[Age: 21]
[Strength: 12.9]
[Vitality: 14.1]
[Agility: 10]
[Energy: 12]
[Skills: Quiet Steps (F), Critical Hit (F), Shockwave (E), Love Meter, Appraisal (B)]
[Skill Borrowing: Muscle Strengthening (E)]
John was satisfied with his progress, even though he wasn't sure of what the average stats were. 'I should use Appraisal more often,' John thought.
A rumbling shook the mall, sending chills down their spines. John whirled towards the sound. Lumbering through a shattered entrance was a massive crocodilian beast standing upright on two legs.
At least that's what he would think if it wasn't standing on its two feet like some lizard out of a wacky fantasy world. Before it could get close, John decided to look at its stats. Nothing in particular was needed to activate the skill. Simply thinking about the skill with the intent to use it was enough.
[Clawback]
[Strength: 19]
[Vitality: 24]
[Agility: 7]
[Energy: 0]
Formidable but not unbeatable. John tensed, ready to act. The others drew their weapons, unity forged in crisis. Now was the time to put Octavia's and August's usefulness to the test.
John steeled himself as the creature barrelled forward. He had grown stronger, but so too had the horrors plaguing this world. New allies were essential, but ultimately victory would come down to his own growth and grit. This beast was just the next stepping stone on his path of conquest.
With a primal roar, the Clawback charged, and John leapt to meet it head-on. He rolled away from a slam of its massive tail, the impact cracking the tiled floor.
Octavia darted in, blade glinting. She sliced at the beast's thick hide, dodging its gnashing jaws with agile grace. John maneuvered behind the creature, driving his dagger into its flank. It shrieked in pain.
"We've got this!" Octavia yelled, her fierceness fuelling John's power. He cast Shockwave, hurtling the Clawback into a storefront amidst shattering glass. Before it could recover, flames erupted as Dalia hurled Fireball after Fireball. The beast stumbled back, enraged. With startling speed, it pivoted and raced towards Dalia.
Time slowed. John saw the killing blow coming but couldn't reach her in time. Dalia's eyes widened in shock and terror.
The claws pierced her stomach, lifting her into the air. A choked gasp escaped her lips as her flames extinguished. Then she went limp in its grasp.
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