The Gamer Chapter 889 – A Skilled Lover (Patreon)

John awoke to the desperate moans of his assembled harem and the feeling of a tongue sliding over his morning wood. The girls must have woken up before him, an unsurprising development given how much time they had spent resting yesterday, and were now overcome by their resurgent Libido – just as John had predicted. Raising the Mandala Sphere above the crowd and quickly putting in his contact lenses, the Gamer saw exactly what was happening.

All but one of his girls were in an almost orderly circle around him. With flustered expressions and glassy eyes, they were working their sensitive cunts. Unoccupied hands and lips occasionally extended to their neighbours. Tit grabs, nipple sucking and kisses were exchanged along delighted whispers and lustful sighs, while the masturbating filled the room with wet sounds. There were stains all over the bed, indicating that they had been dealing with their urges at several points throughout the night.

Even the sole girl actually attending John was rubbing her own cunt. With her round, full, delicious and simply wonderful bubble butt raised, Rave presented her dripping pussy to the hovering Mandala Sphere. The Lightbearer knew, without a doubt, that he was watching, wiggling her ass towards the Extension just as her eyes connected with John’s. The pink lustre in the baby blue moved around her pupils like a two-dimensional representation of the aurora borealis.

She kissed his balls, extended her tongue and slowly made her way to the top. John groaned, letting her know just how much she pleased him. Departing from his cock at the tip, she pumped his morning wood with her other hand as she purred, “Morning, tiger.”

“Morning, Jane,” he smiled at her, “not losing any time, hm?”

“Can’t wait any longer,” she gasped, two fingers rapidly moving in and out of her pink folds. “Been smelling ya all night. This kitty is in heat. Rave’s sex drive is on overdrive now.” She bowed down and perversely pressed her face against his cock, inhaling deep through her nose, while her full lower lip brushed against the base of his seed-filled sack. “We’ve been masturbating and helping each other all night. It’s just not the same without your cock.”

Feeling every word brush over his manhood only made his own lust rise higher. “Is that so?” he asked, looking over to Metra, who presented her parted legs to him with no shame whatsoever. He knew it was true, but he wanted to hear it. “Did you spend the night indulging each other?”

“Yes, my king,” the First of Wrath panted.

His gaze wandered over to Gnome, who was upright on her knees and working her pussy with both hands. “Looking at each other and me while you took care of your pent-up desires?”

“Yesssssshhhhh,” the voyeuristic autumn elemental shouted, while cumming.

“Rising out of shallow, wet dreams, to rub your cunts in a desperate attempt to feel just a bit of the satisfaction I brought to you two days ago?” the Gamer asked Aclysia, the maid looking back over her shoulder. She had chosen her pose to present her fat, jiggly ass to him, including the butt plug she had inserted at some point over the night.

“Yesss, Master,” she cried.

Directing his attention back to Rave, whose breathing became heavier the longer she exposed herself to his scent, John asked, “How did you manage to get the rest of our beloved harem to wait?” He reached down, put a hand on the side of her gorgeous face. She leaned into the touch like a needy dog.

“GF privilege,” she hastily answered in turn. Her eyes crossed when she focused on the drip of precum oozing from the engorged head of his member. “Naughty GF privilege. I get to test ya out without your sex Perks first.”

“Well, go ahead,” John encouraged her. His cock was quivering with anticipation. He was just as needy as the harem, having not cum in over twenty-four hours. The big difference was that he couldn’t take care of this himself. Something that Rave knew and grinned because of. Teasing thing that she could be, she was only slowly beginning to move..

Her lips kissed the lower half of his shaft, slowly going upwards. “Still so hot,” she mewled to the rising moans of the harem. The visual aid was helping the bunch of debauched women in their self-pleasuring. What Rave did, they imagined doing themselves. More than a few of the gorgeous sluts were sucking on their fingers to get at least a little bit of the feeling. “Still so big,” Rave continued, nibbling on the sensitive spot underneath the engorged head. Finally, she moved up and licked the precum off the tip. “Salty,” she remarked, “been a while since I tasted that. Even Aclysia tastes more sweet than anything…”

Rave spared herself further words and John the question of whether she minded the taste or not by enveloping his shaft with her lips and going down. Slowly, she took him into her mouth, letting her throat get stretched by the girth bit by bit while her boyfriend groaned with delight. “God, you’re good at this,” he whispered while her tongue massaged what didn’t penetrate the back of her mouth. His hand laid in her soft, wild mane, but he let her dictate the pace.

She slid back up, her lips a tight seal around his erection. For a moment, it looked like she would let go entirely. If she wanted to say something, she must have decided otherwise. His dick was almost out, when she suddenly reversed the direction and went all the way back down. Fingers pumping, head softly gyrating, his cock was surrounded by the shifting and vibrating walls of his moaning girlfriend.

Something switched. From one second to the other, Rave went all out. Up and down, her head bobbed. First the entire length of his shaft, then only the upper half repeatedly vanished inside her greedy mouth. Her hand attended to the saliva-drenched, uncovered bit of his cock. It moved with slow rhythm, while her mouth’s furious pace caused a great number of lewd sucking sounds. Only her fingers working her cunt moved as fast.

“I’m cumming,” John moaned and Rave slid up until her lips tightly sat around his glans. Her tongue pressed against that most sensitive spot, her hand went up and down in milking motions and brought him over the edge. His cum in its usual, absurd quantity started to pump into Rave’s mouth. A series of muffled screams came alongside the spurts, as her fingers came to a quivering halt. Whether by her body’s association of pleasure with the texture of his cum, sheer timing on the Lightbearer’s part or a combination of both, she was orgasming while his seed filled her mouth.

Although she did climax, John could easily see the difference between what his cum normally did to her and what was happening at the moment. She was quivering and her pussy was drenched, but she wasn’t spasming and gushing all over the sheets. She moved with lustful calculation, rather than ecstatic instincts, as she kept milking every last drop from him.

When she finally was satisfied with the amount of semen she had received, she raised her head and presented the thick white load. With a curious expression, she closed her mouth and swirled the liquid around with her tongue for a little bit, before gulping it down with some difficulty. “Kinda bitter,” she told him, “way thicker than your spunk used to be and more of it too.” She licked her lips. “I still like it though.”

“Because you’re a good girl,” John remarked.

“Nah, I’m the best girl.” Rave grinned while she turned around and straddled his hips. “Imma get a really nice impression of this dick before ya show me how good ya are without the extra.” Not dreaming of ever denying himself a reverse cowgirl by his bottom-heavy girlfriend, John just positioned himself more comfortably on his pillow and watched Rave impale herself on his dick. “Aaahhh,” she let out a high-pitched sigh. “Same big dick that made me addicted to sex… sex with you… Gaia, I just can’t get enough of it… it’s stretching me out so nicely… yesss, that’s it.” She had him all the way inside.

“Good that size wasn’t part of the nerfs,” John said.

“I could dig it, it’s really the guy that this is attached to that I like.” Rave’s response was underlined by a drawn-out moan as she rose just a bit from his groin and gyrated. Tight folds massaged his cock with every movement. “Long as ya don’t get the tiniest pecker ever.”

“I don’t know if I can share that sentiment. Without this butt, how could I love you?” John joked and reached down to give her backside a nice squeeze with both hands. The firm and squishy meat incredibly pleasing under his fingers and the trenches he pressed into it were a wonderful sight, even in the little light of the room.

“Hmm, if ya like that butt so much, why don’t ya marry it?”

“I am considering how and when to propose,” John hummed and glanced over to the desperate crowd still masturbating. “How about we speed things up a little bit so the rest of our harem doesn’t need to keep themselves company for too long?”

“Sure thing, but ya asked for this.” Rave smiled over her shoulder. Then she slid upwards and downwards, her pussy juices coating his cock and drawing gooey strands between her cunt and his groin. Upwards and downwards, she accelerated her tempo, the affair growing wetter and more debauched with every second. Soon she moved so fast that she couldn’t prevent herself from connecting to his groin with each descent. Upwards and downwards, she went beyond the speed and strength of regular humans. Her ass rippled magnificently with each bed-shaking slam.

John was holding onto her hips, added tiny thrusts where he could, but was otherwise dominated by the physical superiority of his girlfriend. Pressed down by her delightfully fat ass, he could do little more than watch through both available angles. Her decently sized breasts jiggled. One hand rubbed her clit, the other clawed into her own thigh. Half-closed eyelids gave way to a hazy gaze. Her wild screams echoed through the room, grew louder and louder in pitch, then stopped together with her movements.

Tightly, her folds gripped his massive member while the occasional climactic groan escaped Rave. Having outlasted her, the Gamer already felt somewhat accomplished in terms of proving his abilities without his Skills. However, he wasn’t done until he sent his lover into a true moment of ecstasy. He waited for a little while, letting her calm down, before moving.

With a thrust upwards and a gentle shove, John made his girlfriend topple forwards. Quickly, he sat up, pulled his legs in and pulled out of Rave for just long enough to change positions. Her fantastic ass was now in front of him, raised and pushed out like it had been when she had sucked him off. The hand that had been working her cunt was now spreading it open for him. The well-fucked pink folds welcomed him back in with a series of post-orgasmic shivers.

He started fucking her immediately. Slapping against her round bottom and spanking both cheeks. Each time, she let out a loud cry of delighted pain. Flushed skin turned even redder where his hands had connected. John bowed over her, hid her athletic, bottom-heavy curves under his muscular frame. He kissed her neck, her shoulder, indulged in the sweet taste of her skin and smooth feeling under his lips. He kept away from her ear, knowing that she wasn’t too sensitive there. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her waist and mercilessly hammered her with all he had to give.

“Oh-oh-oh-oh,” she let out choppy sounds. Her gorgeous face was distorted into a blank expression of lust. Her mouth, agape, her eyes, barely open, her gaze, dull and perverted, all let John know he was going about this in all the right ways. Regardless, he slowed, moving to a more sensuous pace. He pulled her upright with him. All of her drop-dead gorgeous being was pressed against his chest and confined in his embrace.

“I love you, Jane,” he whispered into her ear and smelled her hair. Bubble-gum and peppermint filled his nostrils, while his hands explored a body he knew as well as only fourteen others. Regardless, each little rise and fall of her softly defined midriff was a fantastic experience. Cupping her breasts in his hands, one after the other, as great now as it had been the first time. He reached for her clit and listened to the sharp gasp that his skilful touch triggered as if it was a newly written symphony.

He was gentle or hard, wherever it was appropriate. He kissed and bit her, fondled her breasts and twisted her nipples, massaged and feverishly rubbed her clit, all while making love to and fucking her. Rave’s hands found his, lying on their backs with the gentle touch of a woman entranced. “Just like that,” she whispered. “Keep… keep going… yessss…”

John obeyed her desire and made the final moments of their intercourse a tender affair. His right worked diligently on her clit. His left not only attended her breasts but brushed over the rest of her body as well. His kisses reached her cheek. His thrusts were steady, slow and deep. Each one brought him closer to release, yet he didn’t accelerate. He only listened to her.

“Yes… it’s so big… so deep inside me… I want you to fill me up… I want your cum, tiger….” Her eyes were closed, her body quivering and pressing against him. “I need your cum to fill me…” Her words were steady, had a whining undertone. It was far from the rough finale John so often enjoyed, but no less ecstatic. “Please cum,” she begged, the quivering growing into a series of spasms.

Her pussy contracted around him one more time and John sank all the way inside her with a deep groan. Then his lust boiled over with an intense rise in his pleasure and he came. Spurted thick seed into her womb and felt her pussy gush all over his fingers while she squirted and drenched the sheets. Rave only moaned quietly; her body didn’t spasm wildly, but the intensity of her orgasm was written on her face and the way her pussy milked him of every last drop he had to offer.

Slow and heavy, their controlled breathing echoed in the room. Eager haremettes waited quietly for the resolution of the scene before them. Rave let out a long exhale and then said, “Ya still got it, tiger,” with a big smile. “Time for the regular good morning orgy, I’d say.”

John kissed her neck and made the Mandala Sphere transform. “A splendid idea,” he said, as the remaining women all crawled towards him or his double. He would have to satisfy all of them.

And he did not disappoint.