“So this is it?” Rave did not even try to hide the disappointment in her voice. Moving her foot slightly to the right, she crunched another Seedling. 1 EXP was rewarded to both of them. They all gave that amount now.
Out of precaution John had opened the same Instant Dungeon as last time. “Well, I didn’t want to shamelessly exploit your higher level,” he said.
Rave made a dramatic motion, “What? Don’t think I can carry you? Don’t answer that.” She stepped on another Seedling. “Just gonna tell ya that this ain’t worth it. I can’t even spot the pixel of this bar moving. The Wall Shadow was worth way more.”
Since entering the group, Rave had been able to see her Stats and gain EXP. Both were features of the party. They had confirmed that by having her leave the party, kill a few Seedlings, then join a new one. No Experience Points had been gained in that gap, meaning that it was all his system. Also, the group was called ‘Rave Party’ now. That had gotten a small giggle out of her.
“Tell me about it. I got two levels from that thing.” John said. He still hadn’t spent the points he had gotten from the level ups.
“Can ya make any other monsters?” Rave asked after exterminating the rest of the Seedlings around them.
“Can’t you?” John asked. “I thought Abyssals in general could do that.”
“Nah, takes special Protected Spaces and I ain’t capable of making those. Might be able to invite some really spooky, harmless ghosts if I try hard enough.” Rave shook her head, sending her fascinatingly chaotic mane flying. “I ain’t a Fateweaver. Maybe we should’ve forced Jimmie to tag along.”
“Would you have… liked that?” John asked cautiously. He still knew nothing about their relationships to each other.
“Jimmie is good for teasing and that’s about it,” Rave responded with a laugh. “He’s just talented at the whole barrier stuff.” That was good to hear, because it sounded like she was as single as he was. Granted, a total babe like her could stop being single tomorrow and he… could not.
“Let’s see…” John turned his attention to his windows. He opened the Skill for any clues.
Create Instant Dungeon Lvl 1:
Create an Instant Dungeon with or without monsters.
5 MP
He pushed his finger on the word monster and a list of available dungeons popped open. ‘What kind of game developer doesn’t colour differentiate links from normal text? This game is busted.’ John thought and went through the options.
“It says I can make Ghost, Rat and Goblin dungeons as well.” John said after reading the short list.
“Ghosts? Make that!” Rave exclaimed.
John was slightly confused, “Why though? Ghosts are usually pretty annoying enemies with their whole phasing through walls and physical immunity. Rats are the starter enemies in any traditional RPG.”
“I thought ya already knew about my power thanks to that Observe skill of yours.” A couple of lights flickered around her hands.
“But do you deal Holy Damage?” he asked.
Rave sighed and gave him a one-handed shove. He was lanky, yes, but she was a woman and shorter than him. Despite that, the single hand managed to send him on his butt. It was a painful landing, on a large rock about the height of his knees. The pain lingered only for a moment, then Gamer’s Body extinguished it. The one HP lost was the mildest of bothers.
“How about ya trust me I can murderize them?” she requested.
John’s desire to survive fought his desire for her. Barely, the former won. “I-If you’re wrong, I’m the one who’s f-fucked,” he stammered. “I’m weak, I don’t want to… want to…” He trailed off, when Rave walked up to him.
“How about I convince ya? Ya show me something interesting and I blow your mind?” John was about to ask whether he understood the very obvious implication correctly. Before he could try to get that sentence out, she was on her knees. A finger trailed up the bulge in his pants. “Think this is going to work?”
“Yes!” John nodded eagerly. Rave switched from a single finger to her hand. Up and down his crotch, her hand rubbed. Even the indirect touch was mind-blowing. His eyes got stuck on her glossy, pink lips. What would they do to him?
Rave unzipped his pants, then pulled at the belt and underwear. A bit of shame rushed through John when his dick popped free. It wasn’t tiny but… “You’re on the smaller side, huh?” Rave asked. The comment was expected and it still stung. “Better for, I don’t do this often.”
“Y-you don’t?” John asked. The idea that Rave was easy had been forming in his mind. Now there was hope that he was just special. It was only that he didn’t feel like he had done anything special yet, had he?
“Nah, ya gotta be this interesting for me to give ya the time of day.” She drew a line in the air, a bit above her head. “And you…,” she sultrily said and grabbed his hard cock, “…made today pretty interesting. Imma do this for ya one time and then ya keep me entertained. Ya got me?”
John groaned, the words as sweet as the pleasure of her strokes. There was, however, something that rubbed him the wrong way. “One time?” he asked out loud. “No… not just once…”
That was about as much as he put together coherently. Rave raised an eyebrow at him. Her hand slowed while she thought about his words. John thought about a way to put it more clearly. That he wanted her. That he couldn’t have it just be once when it was her. A small part of him wanted him to beg. The rest of him refused to do so.
He was confused. All of this was so sudden. This offer, this pleasure, this situation, he wasn’t equipped for any of it. The only thing he knew was that once was not enough. He would want more. “I’ll prove myself,” he said those three words with certainty.
“Hmmm, now ya kinda look like the guy in the battle again.” Rave smirked, then bowed towards his crotch. Her full lips came closer. Her breath played around the head of his cock. Dribbles of precum gradually turned both her hand and his shaft slippery. A new drop oozed from the tip.
Rave’s tongue touched the underside of his swollen glans and slowly licked upwards. The touch had been wonderful – the lick was pure bliss. Clenching his teeth, John barely willed himself not to cum then and there. ‘Prove yourself,’ he chastised himself. ‘If I want a harem, I can’t cum on her face in three seconds.’
Rave must have noticed his struggles. The up and down pump stopped and for a few moments she barely did anything. Her breath was all that caressed his manhood. In her eyes lay amusement. If he could have chosen, he would have wanted to see adoration there. For the first day, he would take amusement.
She opened her mouth and finally wrapped her soft lips around the tip of his cock. Just a little deeper, she glided. That little and John was in heaven. Warm and moist heaven. This was nothing like masturbating. His hand couldn’t compare to the wet, smooth walls of her mouth and the ring of her pillowy lips.
‘I’ll prove myself,’ he repeated in his mind. ‘So I can get this whenever I want.”
The tip of Rave’s tongue rubbed against the underside of his cock. A massage that lasted even as she sucked him deeper in. The seal of her lips was sometimes compromised and lewd, slurping sounds were the result. Less than halfway down, she stopped and twitched. John had seen enough deepthroat porn to recognize a gag reflex.
Drawing back, she let his cock pop out. “That… good?” she asked, coughing mildly. Eagerly, the Gamer nodded. “Course it’s good,” she said, more to herself than him.
She really did seem inexperienced. What exactly her limitations were, John still didn’t get, but this felt a little better knowing that it was a rare privilege. It almost made him thankful that he was packing a little less than average.
Rave nodded to herself and opened wide again. She swiftly sucked him back inside to where saliva marked where she had left off. A little deeper, she glided. A little more of his cock was in her mouth. Distantly, he felt the twitching of her throat. She held her head there for a moment, then slipped back until only the swollen head was still in her mouth.
It was the beginning of a rhythm. Rave went back down once she had caught herself and successfully went a bit deeper again. Little by little, she went down. When she wasn’t busy trying to accept him into her throat, her tongue swirled around the sensitive glans.
John’s knuckles were white. His breathing was ragged. He refused to cum before she took all of him inside her. Each second made it harder to resist. The point of no return was right in front of him. Pleasure washed him forwards against his will. He wanted to bask in this for longer.
He looked down, to find Rave’s eyes closed, choking on his cock. Her light pink lips shone a bit in the light cutting through the canopies. Even strained, her face was gorgeous. Somehow, none of her wild mane got in the way of her service. She almost had him all the way down. Just like he was fighting his urge to cum, she was fighting her gag reflex.
An urge to put a hand on her head and shove her the rest of the way down rose and was suppressed. He wanted to do it. He really wanted to do it. Take control and see how far he could go. Without her consent, however, that was doomed to go poorly. This position was more than he deserved at this time and he would ride out until the end.
An end that was forcing itself upon him. His balls were ready to erupt. Every fibre of his being looked forwards to the first time he pumped his cum into a woman. Just as he caved, he reached his goal. Rave’s soft lips pressed against the base of his cock. He was fully enveloped by mouth and throat. Her eyes opened, sapphires of unparalleled beauty, looking hazily at him. As if he needed any more reason to cum.
Mind and thought were wiped away by pleasure. Spurts of semen rushed out from his hard cock. A surprised yelp reverberated around his cock. The vibrations only heightened his climax. A long groan escaped him. More and more of his cum gushed out. It must have been the biggest load he’d ever produced and all of it went down Rave’s throat.
Reason slowly came back in. His field of view became clear again. He realized that Rave had glided up most of the way, only keeping the tip in her mouth. Regardless, when she separated from his cock, she did so with a last gulp. No presentation of an empty mouth, but her coughing was proof enough.
“Ey, ya dick.” She cursed between two rasped breaths. “Warn me next time.”
“Sure.” John involuntarily grinned and nodded. This meant there WAS a next time in her mind. “Well, it’s only fair that you get to choose now,” he said, with a hint of confidence in his tone. He hadn’t felt this good in… always. “You did blow my mind.”
“Definitely blew the second brains out,” she giggled. With the back of her hands, she wiped off her mouth. “Get your pants back on, then ya can let me have a good time.”
“Is… isn’t that… uhm… the other way around usually?” he suggested.
He completely bungled on the delivery, but she still laughed. “You’re so awkward.”
“So this is it?” Rave did not even try to hide the disappointment in her voice. Moving her foot slightly to the right, she crunched another Seedling. 1 EXP was rewarded to both of them. They all gave that amount now.
Out of precaution John had opened the same Instant Dungeon as last time. “Well, I didn’t want to shamelessly exploit your higher level,” he said.
Rave made a dramatic motion, “What? Don’t think I can carry you? Don’t answer that.” She stepped on another Seedling. “Just gonna tell ya that this ain’t worth it. I can’t even spot the pixel of this bar moving. The Wall Shadow was worth way more.”
Since entering the group, Rave had been able to see her Stats and gain EXP. Both were features of the party. They had confirmed that by having her leave the party, kill a few Seedlings, then join a new one. No Experience Points had been gained in that gap, meaning that it was all his system. Also, the group was called ‘Rave Party’ now. That had gotten a small giggle out of her.
“Tell me about it. I got two levels from that thing.” John said. He still hadn’t spent the points he had gotten from the level ups.
“Can ya make any other monsters?” Rave asked after exterminating the rest of the Seedlings around them.
“Can’t you?” John asked. “I thought Abyssals in general could do that.”
“Nah, takes special Protected Spaces and I ain’t capable of making those. Might be able to invite some really spooky, harmless ghosts if I try hard enough.” Rave shook her head, sending her fascinatingly chaotic mane flying. “I ain’t a Fateweaver. Maybe we should’ve forced Jimmie to tag along.”
“Would you have… liked that?” John asked cautiously. He still knew nothing about their relationships to each other.
“Jimmie is good for teasing and that’s about it,” Rave responded with a laugh. “He’s just talented at the whole barrier stuff.” That was good to hear, because it sounded like she was as single as he was. Granted, a total babe like her could stop being single tomorrow and he… could not.
“Let’s see…” John turned his attention to his windows. He opened the Skill for any clues.
Create Instant Dungeon Lvl 1:
Create an Instant Dungeon with or without monsters.
5 MP
He pushed his finger on the word monster and a list of available dungeons popped open. ‘What kind of game developer doesn’t colour differentiate links from normal text? This game is busted.’ John thought and went through the options.
“It says I can make Ghost, Rat and Goblin dungeons as well.” John said after reading the short list.
“Ghosts? Make that!” Rave exclaimed.
John was slightly confused, “Why though? Ghosts are usually pretty annoying enemies with their whole phasing through walls and physical immunity. Rats are the starter enemies in any traditional RPG.”
“I thought ya already knew about my power thanks to that Observe skill of yours.” A couple of lights flickered around her hands.
“But do you deal Holy Damage?” he asked.
Rave sighed and gave him a one-handed shove. He was lanky, yes, but she was a woman and shorter than him. Despite that, the single hand managed to send him on his butt. It was a painful landing, on a large rock about the height of his knees. The pain lingered only for a moment, then Gamer’s Body extinguished it. The one HP lost was the mildest of bothers.
“How about ya trust me I can murderize them?” she requested.
John’s desire to survive fought his desire for her. Barely, the former won. “I-If you’re wrong, I’m the one who’s f-fucked,” he stammered. “I’m weak, I don’t want to… want to…” He trailed off, when Rave walked up to him.
“How about I convince ya? Ya show me something interesting and I blow your mind?” John was about to ask whether he understood the very obvious implication correctly. Before he could try to get that sentence out, she was on her knees. A finger trailed up the bulge in his pants. “Think this is going to work?”
“Yes!” John nodded eagerly. Rave switched from a single finger to her hand. Up and down his crotch, her hand rubbed. Even the indirect touch was mind-blowing. His eyes got stuck on her glossy, pink lips. What would they do to him?
Rave unzipped his pants, then pulled at the belt and underwear. A bit of shame rushed through John when his dick popped free. It wasn’t tiny but… “You’re on the smaller side, huh?” Rave asked. The comment was expected and it still stung. “Better for, I don’t do this often.”
“Y-you don’t?” John asked. The idea that Rave was easy had been forming in his mind. Now there was hope that he was just special. It was only that he didn’t feel like he had done anything special yet, had he?
“Nah, ya gotta be this interesting for me to give ya the time of day.” She drew a line in the air, a bit above her head. “And you…,” she sultrily said and grabbed his hard cock, “…made today pretty interesting. Imma do this for ya one time and then ya keep me entertained. Ya got me?”
John groaned, the words as sweet as the pleasure of her strokes. There was, however, something that rubbed him the wrong way. “One time?” he asked out loud. “No… not just once…”
That was about as much as he put together coherently. Rave raised an eyebrow at him. Her hand slowed while she thought about his words. John thought about a way to put it more clearly. That he wanted her. That he couldn’t have it just be once when it was her. A small part of him wanted him to beg. The rest of him refused to do so.
He was confused. All of this was so sudden. This offer, this pleasure, this situation, he wasn’t equipped for any of it. The only thing he knew was that once was not enough. He would want more. “I’ll prove myself,” he said those three words with certainty.
“Hmmm, now ya kinda look like the guy in the battle again.” Rave smirked, then bowed towards his crotch. Her full lips came closer. Her breath played around the head of his cock. Dribbles of precum gradually turned both her hand and his shaft slippery. A new drop oozed from the tip.
Rave’s tongue touched the underside of his swollen glans and slowly licked upwards. The touch had been wonderful – the lick was pure bliss. Clenching his teeth, John barely willed himself not to cum then and there. ‘Prove yourself,’ he chastised himself. ‘If I want a harem, I can’t cum on her face in three seconds.’
Rave must have noticed his struggles. The up and down pump stopped and for a few moments she barely did anything. Her breath was all that caressed his manhood. In her eyes lay amusement. If he could have chosen, he would have wanted to see adoration there. For the first day, he would take amusement.
She opened her mouth and finally wrapped her soft lips around the tip of his cock. Just a little deeper, she glided. That little and John was in heaven. Warm and moist heaven. This was nothing like masturbating. His hand couldn’t compare to the wet, smooth walls of her mouth and the ring of her pillowy lips.
‘I’ll prove myself,’ he repeated in his mind. ‘So I can get this whenever I want.”
The tip of Rave’s tongue rubbed against the underside of his cock. A massage that lasted even as she sucked him deeper in. The seal of her lips was sometimes compromised and lewd, slurping sounds were the result. Less than halfway down, she stopped and twitched. John had seen enough deepthroat porn to recognize a gag reflex.
Drawing back, she let his cock pop out. “That… good?” she asked, coughing mildly. Eagerly, the Gamer nodded. “Course it’s good,” she said, more to herself than him.
She really did seem inexperienced. What exactly her limitations were, John still didn’t get, but this felt a little better knowing that it was a rare privilege. It almost made him thankful that he was packing a little less than average.
Rave nodded to herself and opened wide again. She swiftly sucked him back inside to where saliva marked where she had left off. A little deeper, she glided. A little more of his cock was in her mouth. Distantly, he felt the twitching of her throat. She held her head there for a moment, then slipped back until only the swollen head was still in her mouth.
It was the beginning of a rhythm. Rave went back down once she had caught herself and successfully went a bit deeper again. Little by little, she went down. When she wasn’t busy trying to accept him into her throat, her tongue swirled around the sensitive glans.
John’s knuckles were white. His breathing was ragged. He refused to cum before she took all of him inside her. Each second made it harder to resist. The point of no return was right in front of him. Pleasure washed him forwards against his will. He wanted to bask in this for longer.
He looked down, to find Rave’s eyes closed, choking on his cock. Her light pink lips shone a bit in the light cutting through the canopies. Even strained, her face was gorgeous. Somehow, none of her wild mane got in the way of her service. She almost had him all the way down. Just like he was fighting his urge to cum, she was fighting her gag reflex.
An urge to put a hand on her head and shove her the rest of the way down rose and was suppressed. He wanted to do it. He really wanted to do it. Take control and see how far he could go. Without her consent, however, that was doomed to go poorly. This position was more than he deserved at this time and he would ride out until the end.
An end that was forcing itself upon him. His balls were ready to erupt. Every fibre of his being looked forwards to the first time he pumped his cum into a woman. Just as he caved, he reached his goal. Rave’s soft lips pressed against the base of his cock. He was fully enveloped by mouth and throat. Her eyes opened, sapphires of unparalleled beauty, looking hazily at him. As if he needed any more reason to cum.
Mind and thought were wiped away by pleasure. Spurts of semen rushed out from his hard cock. A surprised yelp reverberated around his cock. The vibrations only heightened his climax. A long groan escaped him. More and more of his cum gushed out. It must have been the biggest load he’d ever produced and all of it went down Rave’s throat.
Reason slowly came back in. His field of view became clear again. He realized that Rave had glided up most of the way, only keeping the tip in her mouth. Regardless, when she separated from his cock, she did so with a last gulp. No presentation of an empty mouth, but her coughing was proof enough.
“Ey, ya dick.” She cursed between two rasped breaths. “Warn me next time.”
“Sure.” John involuntarily grinned and nodded. This meant there WAS a next time in her mind. “Well, it’s only fair that you get to choose now,” he said, with a hint of confidence in his tone. He hadn’t felt this good in… always. “You did blow my mind.”
“Definitely blew the second brains out,” she giggled. With the back of her hands, she wiped off her mouth. “Get your pants back on, then ya can let me have a good time.”
“Is… isn’t that… uhm… the other way around usually?” he suggested.
He completely bungled on the delivery, but she still laughed. “You’re so awkward.”
