The Gamer Chapter 1003 – Willing Game (Patreon)

“There’s a lot of Sentry Golems around,” Lee noted while they made their way to Newman Shire, the forest north of the Park.

“They’re making sure it’s only us around,” John told her as they crossed the final bridge.

“I guess that makes having my first time outdoors acceptable,” Lee said. After many kisses and sweet nothings exchanged, John had eventually told her that they needed to move one more time.

Amused, the Gamer asked, “Is that all you think this is about? Instead of a bed, we have sex on the grass?” They stopped by the water. His tone switched to the one he used during his dominant sessions. “Run.”

Lee took a trembling breath, an instinctual reaction before asking, “What?”

“You heard me,” John looked at her with hard eyes. “You know what kind of man I am. You know what I like. I know that’s part of what attracted you to me.” He reached out and possessively brushed through her hair. “You get a three-minute head start. Make it worth my while and you will never forget tonight.” He let go of her hair. “Run.”

Again, the young Fateweaver took a quivering breath. That there was only excitement in her eyes was the last sign John would ever need that she was made for this life. She trusted him wholly that this would purely be an exciting, not a terrifying thing. Without any further words, she started sprinting into the nearby woods.

John’s eyes were glued to her bouncing bubble butt, until she vanished between the trees. After the three minutes were up, he started to calmly walk in the direction she had taken. ‘I’ll have to give her some time to gather her breath,’ he thought and started his search.

It didn’t take long for him to locate her. Between the Mandala Sphere up in the sky and all of his supernatural senses, he knew that she was kneeling in a ditch fairly quickly. Acting like he hadn’t noticed her, he avoided looking in her direction. Then he suddenly turned and ran directly for her.

Lee jumped into movement like a startled deer. Any efforts of her to outrun him were naught but a thought. John could catch up to her whenever he wanted. If not due to his sheer physical dominance, then because Magus Step would allow him to.

His arms slung around her, he aggressively kissed her neck. Tearing at the front of her dress, utterly ruining the light pink cloth, he revealed her tits to the open air. He cupped a feel of the petite, firm flesh and shamelessly rolled her nipples between his fingers. Between struggle and delighted writhing, Lee tried to escape his grasp.

He let her, she dropped into the dirt and quickly went back to running. John chased after her. No words, no teasing, just a hunter and his prey on their path to a blissful end.

The Gamer kept his sprint at a mundane pace, letting distance build between them as they emerged on the walkway that segmented the forest. Only when Lee threatened to take a turn left when he wanted her to go right, did he sprint with all his speed and cut her off. He had somewhere to shepherd her to.

Whether she realized that or not, she went along with his designs and turned. Barely between the trees, John caught her again. He wanted to chase her further, but he also wanted to feel more of her. The rivalling desires compromised with him ripping the long strands off her dress, leaving her only with some torn frills as her skirt. Finally, he got to see her round ass in all of its glory. Unblemished, pale and taut skin, as firm to the eyes as it was to the touch. Nothing but a black thong covered it with its minimalistic design. All of it looked fantastic in the leaf-filtered twilight of the faded day.

John held her by the hair while his left glided over her ass. Over the swing of it, starting with the hips and gradually transitioning into the thickness of her thighs. John grabbed her legs first, felt the mixture of muscles and fat squish under his grasp. Pushing her ass out, Lee practically begged for what came next. A quick slap to her relaxed ass echoed between the trees, accompanied by a sharp yelp.

John tore off her panties, felt the wetness of the cloth between his fingers and saw the origin glistening between her legs. Tempted to go further, he instead let the desire to chase win out again. He let go of her; Lee glanced at him for one moment, then darted north.

He gave her a head start. He waited until she hid. Then he acted as if he had to find her again. He could hear her panting so clearly. In and out, her excited and exhausted breaths pumped oxygen through her system along with adrenaline and a whole cocktail of other excitement-inducing hormones. He approached her slowly. Once more she ran. Once more he caught her. He ripped the entire dress off her, leaving her with nothing but her shoes. Naked, wet and thrilled, Lee continued storming away while John tossed the ruined dress away, to be eaten by a cleaning slime at some point.

The terrain transformed slowly, from forest to the rocky surrounding of the miniature mountain that John had put between the Newman Shire and the Midnight Forest. Teleporting in front of her, he once more blocked her path. He didn’t want to deal with fairies this evening.

Lee dug her heels into the dirt and turned west. He followed. He matched her speed, maintaining the distance between them. Then he gradually ramped it up, catching up to her ever so slightly. Finally, when they hit the point where mountain and forest met with the northern lake, John caught her for the last time.

The grass was soft underneath them, so John had no issue just throwing her down before getting on top of her. She struggled, as he pinned her arms, ready to continue despite the heavy heaving she did to maintain her breath. Only when John leaned down beside her ear, did she realize that the hunt was over. “Good game,” he complimented her.

Too short on breath to make a proper response, Lee just chuckled and groaned at the pun. He bit her ear, coercing a sigh from her. The first of many, as he then proceeded to kiss and grope his way down her slender body. He took a short pause to remove her shoes and marvel at her. Her petite breasts looked marvellous, crowned by pretty pink and hard nipples, the areola neither too large nor too small. Her midriff was lightly toned now, not muscular but athletic enough to see the outline of the muscles that quivered from strain at the moment.

The newest addition to her body since he had last seen her fully naked was the dark blue mark between her belly button and clean-shaven cunt. It had the shape of a heart at the centre, formed out of sleek, interwoven lines that stretched horizontally to roughly follow the outline of her womb. All of her body had a light sheen to it from the sweat she had worked up, and all of her raised John’s desire to extreme heights.

He removed his clothes, at the click of a button. Lee’s eyes went wide, taken by the man that would soon deflower her. They only went wider when she noticed over a dozen people closing on their position.

The entirety of John’s harem, as naked as Lee and the Gamer were, formed a circle around the pair in the grass. Some remained standing, many went down on all fours and crawled close. Leading the pack, cat ears and cat tail manifested, Rave purred, “Ya didn’t think we would miss this, did ya?” she asked.

“F-fuck…” Lee’s horny mind was not in the state to formulate a proper response to the situation that didn’t consist of her eyes dashing all over the place. The Gamer was now bowed over her cunt. Before his eyes, she went from wet to sopping. “Oh GAIA!” she screamed when his tongue touched her pink and swollen pussy.

John did her a favour and reduced her sensitivity. Both a virgin and subject to John’s skill and Skills, even this fervent masturbation lover wouldn’t last a long time if he went all-out from the start. Even diminished, the pleasure caused Lee’s spine to arch while John teased her clit. He sucked on it, coerced loud cries from her, and penetrated her tight cunt with his tongue. Her honey gushed into his mouth, a note of sweetness and the salty taste of sweat to it. He had already made her orgasm once.

“Ya can use your mouth for better things than gasping,” Rave decided, moving her perfect ass on top of Lee’s adorably contorted expression. John was reimbursed for the blocking of her face by the view of Rave’s magnificent backside and the numerous moans that came from around them.

While John ate out the delicious cunt in front of him and Rave purred approvingly at the inexperienced treatment of her own quim, the rest of the harem indulged in the situation in whatever way they saw fit. Aclysia and Lydia found some more space to get directly involved, each taking care of one of Lee’s breasts. Their fingers moved between their legs, masturbating just like Gnome was in the background. Ever the voyeur, the season elemental was getting off on this situation almost as much as Lee was.

Next to her, Undine and Sylph engaged in some simple scissoring. Having shrunk down to fit the fun-sized arcvolt elemental, Undine was the perfect partner. Siena had both Eliza and Scarlett at her mercy, working them with her tail, fingers and tendrils she formed out of the darkness of the night. Nia and Metra kissed, the blondes masturbating each other as they tried their best to remain standing. The last two of the bunch, Beatrice and Salamander, were doing like Undine and Sylph, rubbing their pussies together and watching what happened at the centre of the orgy.

John had continuously been increasing Lee’s sensitivity to regular levels. As she came from his clit-teasing tongue action for, probably, the fifth time, the Gamer decided that it was time to get on with the show. “She’s ready,” he said and leaned up. Truthfully speaking, she had been ready from the start, but John wanted to indulge himself.

“Gonna need some training on how to use her cute little mouth though,” Rave playfully complained. She raised her flawless ass up regardless. Whatever training she wanted to impose on their newest conquest, this wasn’t the time. The leader of the harem sat down in the grass and pulled Lee’s head onto her thighs. “Ya did a good job training, girl,” she grinned down on the pussy-juice-coated and dishevelled newcomer, “time ya get your reward.”

Aclysia leaned up to Lee’s right ear. “Your interest in my John will be rewarded,” she whispered.

Lydia took to the left ear. “Frustrating as he can be, our beloved deserves that you do your best for him.” Both of them took one of Lee’s hands, intertwining their fingers with hers. Rave adoringly played with Lee’s hair.

“Y-yes!” Lee stammered, her eyes first darting to each speaker and then to the respectably-sized cock hovering above her drenched pussy. “Fuck that’s big,” she exclaimed.

“Don’t act like you haven’t toyed with exactly the same size before,” John mocked her, drumming his erection on her cunt. Gooey strands connected them.

“It’s different!” Lee said. “That was just a dildo – your actual cock… fuck, it just looks so much bigger on you.”

“It’ll be quite a different experience,” John agreed with her and angled his cock. “Stay relaxed,” he gave her advice and a command in the same two words. It would make it easier for her if she was compelled to obey and rewarded by pleasure. Lee bit her lower lip, let out a throaty moan, and nodded.

The head of his cock penetrated her outer lips readily. He stopped for one moment to grab her by the hips. His extended thumbs framed the Lover’s Will mark. Slowly, he sunk further inside her. Lee’s mouth opened wide as she shouted blissfully. Caution had been largely unnecessary; she was taking his length and girth without issue. That wasn’t to say her pussy was loose – far from it. Her folds gripped him nice and snug, while also letting him slide inside her without issue. It was as if her, likely daily, engagements with her favourite dildo had left her cunt in the perfect shape for his cock.

Watching her facial expression shift was almost as enjoyable as her quivering folds. Long graduated from simple pleasure, she was panting, her eyes glassy and her shouts of a high pitch. “Yes… yes… yeeeeeeees!” she moaned her ecstatic approval, barely managing to keep her gaze on the process of her defloration.

Something snapped inside her when John was all the way inside her. She came with spine-bending intensity. Her head flew back, her skin was taut from midriff to collarbone and her neck was assaulted with kisses by the maid and the queen that still held her hands. Rave reached between her legs and masturbated as well as she could while still serving as Lee’s headrest.

John grinned and slowly started to move. The orgasmic clinging limited his speed, but he didn’t plan to start off hard anyway. With long, slow thrusts, he repeatedly penetrated her eager cunt. “It’s soooo… hoooooot,” she shouted. Her toes curled. Her legs pressed against his sides.

“Ya better get used to it,” Rave purred. “This is just the entry level.”

“Aaaahhhh!” Lee screamed, another orgasm rushing up her spine.

John upped the pace, little by little. He would have loved to get rougher with her, to turn her around perhaps spit roast her between himself and Jack. Doing so was a sure-fire way to make her pass out, though. So he maintained this almost mundane position and pace and just enjoyed the adoration with which the harem treated its newest member. A sweet ending to the excitement of the hunt.

His stamina was endless in this situation. Fucking her at this pace drew little from him. However, his lust was going to burst at one point or another. Her pussy gripped him tight, her body was a delight to see, especially framed by Aclysia, Lydia and Rave. All four women moaned his name, sweet nothings and ecstatic cries. Lee kept cumming her brains out, her sensitive body unable to resist his sexual prowess.

“I’m cumming,” he finally announced. The reward for this phrase came swiftly. Lee’s legs, busy spasming the majority of their first time, wrapped around his hips and pulled him in. It happened somewhat prematurely, but John didn’t mind. He remained inside her and let the contracting of her internal muscles do the rest. It was a delightfully slow way to be brought over the edge.

When he finally did cum, his seed pumped into her with the ferocious, backed-up want of several weeks. Lee’s multiple orgasms came to their ultimate climax. Her eyes rolled up in her pretty face. Her scream went to deafening heights and then ceased. Pussy juice squirted all over their joined sexes and the grass.

Bowed over her, John studied her reactions while he filled her womb. Incoherent words left her throat, formed into messy slurs by her outstretched tongue. Each spurt of cum that filled her caused her entire body to shiver, another pulse to go through her pussy and wring out yet more of the thick fluid from John’s shaft. The cycle perpetuated itself, until he had no more to give her. Still, she continued to spasm from the aftershocks of her slowly fading orgasm.

Before she finally fell into a deep, exhausted sleep.