The Gamer Chapter 1383 – The Country Gal Desire (Patreon)

By the time the door slammed shut, John and Hailey were already lips to lips. Heated, they grinded against one another. One leg was pressed against the side of his hips. The smaller, dirty blonde woman had her neck tilted far back so the hat did not get in the way of things. Entirely, she leaned onto him, trusted him with her balance. Enormous breasts squished against his chest.

With a few button presses, he got rid of his clothes. Immediately, he was rewarded with the genuine softness of her firm, natural tits. The bit of leather still between them did nothing to keep her hard nipples from poking him in the most welcome of ways.

A sharp moan was smothered by his mouth, after his hand came down hard on her ass. He could feel the jiggle of her round bubble butt. He squeezed, measuring with his hand just how much meat there was to her delicious rump. Little circular motions increased the depth of his understanding. They both breathed harder with excitement.

John’s erect cock rubbed against the smooth leather thong. The swollen state of her labia was apparent with each soft back and forth she made. Her meaty thigh brushed against the engorged head, smooth and so delightfully yielding.

With both hands on her ass, John picked her up and whirled her around. He slammed her against the pillar-base of the crystal that had replaced the original torch. The force was enough to make Hailey swoon, not to hurt her. One gesture to remind her who was in control and to remind him that she enjoyed that.

Hailey put both hands on the sides of his face and gently pushed him back. “How about ya worship my tits a bit, sugar?” she suggested, the cap putting a shadow over her green eyes. “They got this big ‘cause of ya, best you appreciate them.”

“Can’t argue with that,” John hummed and dove for her neck. He kissed his way down her sides. Smooth skin over firm muscles and bone soon turned squishy. While his lips travelled down her cleavage, his hands reached behind her and effortlessly pulled open the closing mechanism at the back. Mindlessly, he tossed the leather bra into his inventory.

Cupping her tits, he weighed them with thoughtful consideration. It had been too long since he had touched them and it would be too long before he got to do it again. Then again, every break greater than an instant was too large and this went for all of his haremettes. Careful not to squeeze too hard, remembering her masochism wasn’t extremely pronounced, John indulged his hands, then his lips. He latched onto the left nipple, sucked gently, and drew circles around the areola.

“Mh-hmmmm,” Hailey hummed approvingly. “Gotta appreciate a man that kn-ah-ows what he’s doin’.” As she said that, John switched to her other nipple, giving the unstimulated nerve endings there some deliberate attention as well. With her size, he was capable of squishing her tits together and giving both simultaneously some attention. “Oh, dem jugs gettin’ more tolerable by the second.”

John was too busy tasting the sweetness of her harem-cleaned skin to answer. When he let go of her left tit, it drooped softly. Gravity pulled them from that perfect roundness into that particular drop-esque shape. She was all the more enticing for it, especially with the brighter spots that elevated the saliva-covered area from her tanned skin. “God, I love your tan lines.”

“Really? Here I thought I should tan out of those,” Hailey drawled. “Ya seem to like the other girls nice and equally tanned.”

“I like a lot of things, that’s why I can’t stop myself,” John stated, just as his hand pushed into her thong. Hailey put the back of her head against the metal, closed her eyes, and let out a prolonged groan. His fingers glided over her wet quim. “I love distinct tan lines, from a thong like this and the bra.”

“Guess imma tan with those on then,” she purred and pulled him back to her lips. “Never had the time to just tan, but imma be a good wife. First priority is pleasin’ the darlin’.” She gazed deep into his eyes. “Ya gonna repay the favour, right?”

“It is my foremost duty,” the Gamer whispered and placed a quick kiss on her lips. “Don’t let Jane hear you call yourself my wife already though.”

“Figure of speech,” Hailey drawled and claimed his lips again. Heated breaths filled the air. John was rubbing her clit softly. A sudden, firm grip on his cock made him groan. The country gal’s palm rubbed around the head, spreading the overflowing precum all along his length.

John knew the kind of thong she was wearing inside out. They looked solid, but the metal rings on the side had a magical seal to them that one could unlock. Suddenly, he held the loose piece of leather in his hand and added it to the top half in his inventory.

Getting that slight bit closer, John broke the kiss to look properly at what he was doing. Pinned between him and the metal, Hailey stood on her toes, wearing only shoes, a vest, and her trucker hat. Every neuron in John’s brain fired up and still she rubbed his cock. “Don’t leave me waitin’, sugar,” she seductively drawled. “I’ve been wonderin’ what it’ll feel like to get pumped full by your giant load.”

“Oh, you’ll have to work for that,” John said in the dark voice that made submissives shiver – and she was no exception. He raised her up effortlessly, the vest protecting her back from any chafing. In the end, she had no foot on the ground, entirely at his mercy. “Is this how you thought you would lose your virginity?”

Hailey laughed out loud. “Nah, I thought I’d be thrown on some worn out mattress like most bumpkins. Sometimes I’d imagine that a tough, hot guy waltzes into my workshop and bends me over my workbench.” Her index finger traced his jawline. “Never entered consideration it’d be a magical superhuman whiskin’ me away to the top of Lady Liberty, can you believe that?”

Chuckling, John lowered her towards the tip of his cock. “And can you imagine what I’ll do to you?”

The country gal bit her lower lip, stared at where he was starting to spread her, and shook her head. Her body was tense with anticipation, but loose in the ways that mattered. Their mutual lubrication began to mix. The engorged head easily pushed past the pretty pink, outer folds. Blood was squeezed from the tip, when he met the resistance of her virgin insides.

Hailey gasped in lust. Despite the resistance, John found it quite easy to penetrate her. “How often did you masturbate with the dildo Scarlett gave you?” John asked, only a quarter in.

“T-three times… a day… minimum…. Rayd gave me lotta… tips.” Hailey panted and then shouted at his cock twitching inside her. He had just gotten that little bit harder. “This is sooo much better! Deeper, sugar! Get your country gal!”

Her wish was his command. Gradually he pushed deeper inside her. His girthy cock created a mild bulge in her abdomen. At his size, he had to genuinely worry with some women that he was reaching uncomfortable depths. Thankfully, Gaia had stopped enlarging him at a solid 20 centimetres and Hailey was tall. He hilted inside her and Hailey shouted when an orgasm she had held in finally burst past any dams.

The virgin cunt clenched down around him. No matter how often John filled out a woman with his cock, he would never describe the experience of being inside one as anything besides heavenly. Every twitch of her folds was bliss. He could feel the muscles around tense and relax in unison with Hailey’s cries.

To give her better balance, he tossed her up and swiftly caught her again. Even that little jump made her scream at the way his cock scraped over her insides. John smirked, having already found one sensitive angle he could exploit, quite deep inside. “Hold onto me,” he ordered.

Hailey’s chest rose with a trembling breath. She gasped when her legs half-closed around his hips and shouted when her hands clenched around his firm shoulders, each gesture rewarded with a spike in pleasure. She gulped hard, forcefully calmed her breath, stared him right into his eyes and said three magical words, “Fuck me, stud.”

The throes of passion overcame John and he pulled back – only to hilt himself in Hailey’s tight cunt again with such force that her tits bounced. Hard and fast, he pounded the pussy that she had prepared just for him. Scarlett truly deserved a reward for giving Hailey all the pointers she needed to train her virgin body.

“O-o-o-oo-o-hhhhh Go-o-o-oooo-oooood!” Hailey profaned the name of that almighty. There was little else she could do, still stuck between him and the wall. John caused the entire construction to creak, but he was not worried. This was far from the first time he got naughty up here. “Cummin’… I’m… oh darlin’ what ya doin’ to meeeeeeeee?!”

Pussy juice gushed around John’s hammering manhood, soaking his groin in seconds. At first, John slowed down, but Hailey’s cries challenged him to keep his pace. She pulled herself up to his chest, arms wrapping tight around his neck. He had to take half a step forwards to pin her back against the pillar.

Much of her weight made her ass press into his hands. The twin globes of nubile female flesh changed constantly between marvelled firm and jelly soft. One orgasm rolled over into the next one and Hailey screamed her lungs out in ecstasy. It was true that she could not have imagined what he would do to her. A toy stopped when she willed it, a normal man stopped when his muscles refused to move, John would only stop when she was satisfied.

John’s entire world was her cries. The feeling of her body pressed against his. His eyes stared at the greenish grey metal, but he was not really looking at all. All that mattered was that he kept hammering her.

“Wait, wait!” Hailey suddenly cried and those words immediately cut through the fog of pleasure. Concerned, he came to a stop and pulled back. Relieved, he noted no sign of pain on her face. “I wanna -ah- mhmmmake you cum!” she announced, her voice wracked by the last of the chain of orgasms still making her sweaty body spasm. “Can I do that? Ya -ah- just lay down for me and… I’ll give ya what ya want?”

The question was as submissive as it was daring. “Yes,” John responded with absolute certainty and pulled out of her. Remarkably, she managed to keep standing even after he stepped away from her. Even if her thick thighs were trembling under the weight of her orgasms and even if she had to keep leaning on the wall, with her Stats she had no right to remain capable of that much.

John quickly spread a blanket on the floor, to give them a minimum of comfort. When he laid down, Hailey took the two steps and then stopped next to him. She was considering which way to mount him. There was no way she did not know he was an ass man, but she went with facing his direction anyway. For a first time, it worked just as well for him.

Spreading her cunt, while it hovered above his erect cock, was an aesthetic decision. Agape as she still was, welcoming him back inside was easy. “Didn’t think cocks came this straight outside of hentai,” Hailey said and once more bit her lower lip, while impaling herself. A deep moan rumbled in her throat. “Oh, please don’t you think I wanna banish you to the fictions realm, sugar, this cock’s toooo goooood to lose!”

“You think I would have my harem if I was willing to pass on any one of you?” he asked. Hailey gasped at the last word, the glee at the inclusion glowing in her eyes like fire. Her upbringing had not prepared her for this lifestyle, but she was born for it anyway. Her pussy gushed again when she slammed the rest of the way down.

Despite her immediate return to orgasmic spasms, she rolled her hips with the elegance of a belly dancer. Her midriff was a delicious view. What little imperfections John found with it were diminished since he had last paid attention. Tiny scars and growth lines were melting away as magic pulsed in her veins. Martial art training had been slow, but slow was still progress.

Clearly, she had been trained by Rave in more than just martial arts though. John recognized the gyrating and the way she used her hands to emphasize her curves. She cupped her own tits, wandered up and down the sides of her hourglass figure, tugged at her lips and played with her hair. All those motions were messy, disrupted by shivers, and they certainly were not what a poor country gal learned on her own.

John’s entire harem seemed to have conspired behind his back to prepare her fully for him and he loved every second of it. She was taking his demand that she would have to work for his release seriously.

“Pum-mhm-p my-iii babymaker f-full of your se-ah-seed,” Hailey drawled and cried. Right there was a sentence that suddenly brought him right to the edge. Carefully, she rose all the way, until only the tip of his cock was still inside her. She studied his face carefully, with depraved, flustered eyes, then plunged down as she said the magical word that never failed to please. “Mastahr!”

John grabbed her by the waist and thrust up into her with one desperate groan. His balls tightened and he did exactly what she wanted. Seed pumped into the depth of her pussy. Hailey went silent for the first time since they had started their lovemaking. Her pussy gushed and gushed again, with each spurt of the massive load that was pumping into inside her.

The intensity at display was atypical even for a first time. Hailey was absolutely lost in the moment of getting creampied, to a degree that he could only compare to the likes of Eliana or Nathalia. “So… hot…” Hailey managed to press out two words. “It… tingles…!”

The second part had to do with something that John had activated in the throes of passion. Deep blue on tanned brown, the Lover’s Will mark spawned as winding lines that swiftly formed the heart shape above her womb, the bottom point touching where the bulge of his cock ended. Wide-eyed, O-mouth twitching into a smile, Hailey stared at the mark, while John got his corresponding part around the left wrist, where the ring joined Scarlett’s.

Hailey slumped forwards. Breaking her fall with his hands, he slowly lowered her onto his chest. Breathing hard and fast, she lay there. “You really like getting filled up, huh?” he asked, after a minute of letting her recuperate.

“Didn’t know that about me… ‘cause… no opportunity… but guess so,” Hailey responded, still panting a bit. “Ya really are somethin’, purrdy man.”

“As are you, three of my five last girls collapsed at this point,” John told her. “The human ones, specifically. Anyway, I hope this was everything you imagined.”

“No,” Hailey gave the unexpected answer. With some difficulty, she lifted herself from his chest and got up. She stumbled towards the railing, cum dripping out of her. “Oh God, that’s hot,” she drawled under her breath. Carefully, she bent over the rail and spread her ass cheeks apart for him. More cum trickled down her thighs, but John’s eyes were stuck on something slightly higher up.

Glistening in the late morning sun, between the spheres of her bubble butt deformed by her digging fingers, was the bejewelled bottom of a butt plug. It sat snug in her back entrance. John blinked once, before he realized that this was the reason why he had been shoved out of the changing room earlier. ‘Can I love these women any more?’ he wondered to himself.

“We ain’t done ‘til you took it all, sugar.” Hailey swayed her hips seductively. She let go of her butt. The cheeks jiggled back into their spherical resting position, then bounced to the tapping of her heels on the metal floor. It was positively mesmerizing. The thickness translated the rhythmic jiggling into audible claps.

The Gamer never stood a chance. Standing behind her, he gave her ass a swat. The ripple that went through was accompanied by Hailey’s back curving upwards. She shouted her lust out into the landscape, so far below no one would be able to hear them no matter how loud they got. His hands trailed over her ass and she trembled, the barely suppressed post-orgasmic sensitivity coming back with the full force of John’s Perks. With the Lover’s Will mark on her, everything must have felt more intense.

As well as she was keeping it together, she was still a spasming, pussy gushing mess. “Sho much cum-mhhh inside meeeee,” she whined erotically, hands clenching around the railing. Someone truly had a creampie fetish that was currently manifesting with intensity.

John was going to exploit that in all the mutually wanted ways at another time. For now, he would use the time her willpower had given them. He hooked two fingers under the base of the butt plug and started to pull. “Did you train this hole too?” he asked, while the sizable steel toy slowly widened her sphincter on its way out. It was not for a mere beginner.

“Yessssh,” Hailey responded and then yelped when he gave her ass another soft swat.

“Yes, Master!” he instructed her. If she was going to be a bottom, he would train her properly.

“Yesh, Mastahr!” drawled the erotic country gal. “Two times with my pussy, one time with my ass, every day! Been usin’ barriers to have private time masturbatin’! Issit payin’ off?”

The butt plug came free, the broadest bit of its lubricated surface slipping past the sphincter. Left behind was a gaping, glistening hole. John had only one answer to her question, and he gave it after he had put the buttplug to the rest of her things. “Yes!” he roared and pushed into her backdoor.

John grabbed her hard by the waist. Framing that fat, tan line marked ass just made it look all the rounder. Like an upside down heart shape, it was there, drawing his gaze. Her slender back disappeared behind the vest she still wore. Her wild, sun bleached blonde hair decorated the gap between the vest and the trucker hat.

Grunting and moaning, Hailey made audible her enjoyment, while his cock stretched her sphincter further. “Get… all… that… inside me!” the country gal cried and suddenly thrust her hips back at him. Her head flew up and turned, staring back at him as she came. Her sphincter clenched, but his cock was unrelenting in its hardness. Her insides were tight and shifted as she wiggled that ass for him. “Gimme more, sugar, I ca–ahn n take it! Smack your harem gal’s ass!”

The demand made his hand move with more force than he had previously used. The moment after the impact, when his hand left a red hot imprint on her ass, he thought he had overdone it. Hailey tensed all over – only to grin over her shoulder with flustered, challenging eyes.

“Now that’s a man,” she purred and grinded her bubble butt against his groin. The roundness pancaked against him.

John grunted something in approval and matched her desire by thrusting in and out of her ass. Nice and slow, for a few seconds, yet swiftly accelerating. Hailey was artfully gyrating her hips, until she screamed with renewed orgasmic vigour. It did not seize, not while John was still picking up the pace. She only made it worse for herself by meeting each penetration with a swing of her hips. She was taking the position of the submissive and still retained that active spirit she had in everything.

The Mandala Sphere rose from underneath the torch, where John had kept it in case they slipped. A second body would have been too much for this situation. He just needed it to see Hailey’s face. Eyes rolled up and mouth agape in a lustful smile, she did not even realize the magical object was hovering in front of her. She was entirely lost in the bliss of having her ass fucked by his giant cock.

Rutting into her at a steady rhythm, John soon slammed against her ass so hard and repeatedly, the clapping drowned out her weakening screams. Pussy juice constantly gushed, cum trickled down, and Hailey spasmed with no pause. Even her willpower surrendered to the ecstasy and soon she was broken down to a cocksleeve that John was pounding from behind, constantly panting, “Mashtahr, Mashtahr,” with that gorgeous accent of hers.

John hammered and hammered her, his stamina outlasting her several times over. He tried to cum as quickly as possible, before her remaining energy was spent. By the time his release announced itself, Hailey was less holding onto the thin railing than hanging over it, giggling and moaning in an utterly dumb fucked state.

With one last thrust, he bottomed out against her squishy backside. One final ripple took hold of her ass and thighs, and he let loose. Cum spurted into the depths of her ass, making absolute the claim he laid on both of her holes. A jolt of energy made Hailey shoot up, her tits jiggling as she screamed at the sky. A final wave of pussy juice soiled the ground and John pumped another wave of cum into her.

John slung an arm around her chest, while she was still rigid from the aftershocks. Carefully, he pulled her back two steps. Mumbling moans filled her throat, until he had pulled out of her. By that time, she had passed out. She had fared better than the other humans, but in the end she still had regular stamina.

“You’re fantastic,” John whispered in the ear of his sleeping country gal.