Chapter 98: Chapter 98

The storm outside hadn’t let up, rain hammering the windows, thunder rumbling like it was cheering us on. Six hours of this—six fucking hours of pounding, fingering, sucking, with long breaks to catch my breath since my Libido skill wasn’t maxed out yet. But shit, I was impressed with myself.

Jasmine laughed from the counter, her voice hoarse but playful. “Look at you, Evan, fucked us all to pieces,” she said, swinging her legs, cum still dripping from her pussy. “My ass is still tingling from your fingers, and my pussy’s a mess. You’re a fucking machine.”

Tessa lifted her head from the couch, her face flushed, hair sticking to her cheek. “Goddamn, magic boy,” she murmured, rolling onto her side, her pussy still glistening with my cum from earlier. “You filled me up, then Kim—bet you’re still hard under all that sweat.”

Kim propped herself up on her elbows, her body slick, cum leaking from her pussy as she grinned. “You fucked me so good in that position, Evan,” she purred, her hand trailing down to her pussy, fingers spreading my cum around her folds. “Felt that cock so deep, hitting every spot. I’m gonna be sore for days.”

I groaned, half-laughing, my cock too spent to twitch, though their words were trying their damnedest to bring it back. “You three are gonna kill me,” I said, voice rough. “Six hours of this shit? I’m done.”

“Done?” Tessa teased, crawling over to kneel beside me, her hand brushing my thigh, dangerously close to my soft cock. “Bet I could get you hard again. Want me to suck it, see how fast you’re back in the game?”

Jasmine slid off the counter, her ass leaving a wet streak, and sauntered over, her tits bouncing. “Yeah, Evan, don’t quit on us,” she said, her voice low and filthy. “My pussy’s still dripping your cum, but I’d let you fuck my ass next if you’re up for it.”

Kim laughed, sitting up, her fingers still playing with the cum leaking from her pussy. “Fuck, Jas, you’re greedy,” she said, licking her fingers clean. “But I’m with her, Evan. One more round? Bet you could make us cum again before the storm dies down.”

I shook my head, chuckling, my body screaming for rest. “You’re all insane,” I said, but my eyes flicked to the HUD in my head, curiosity kicking in. I hadn’t checked my stats in the heat of it all, too lost in their pussies and moans. “Nope. I’m fucking done.”

Jasmine laughed. “Party shitter.”

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Name: Evan Marlowe

Age: 21

Height: 180 cm

Weight: 73 kg

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Level: 6

EXP: 17 / 543

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Holy shit, I’d leveled up. No wonder—between Jasmine’s ass, Kim’s pussy, Tessa’s tight cunt, and all the times I made them cum, the EXP from sexual activities had stacked up fast. I must’ve pushed them over the edge, what, a dozen times total? Each orgasm racked up points, and the foursome quest’s 120 EXP was just the cherry on top.

Now, I had three points to spend. I put two points into Libido, pushing it to 8 so I could keep going longer without needing breaks. The last point went into Pleasure, bumping it to 5. I wanted to see how far I could push that stat, how it’d make the girls react—more intense orgasms, maybe, or something wilder I hadn’t figured out yet.

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CURRENT STATS

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Strength: 2

Charm: 12

– Manipulative Charm

– Emotional Charisma

– Seductive Allure

Libido: 8

Pleasure: 5

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Unused Mastery Points: 5

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Good. Libido at 8, Pleasure at 5. I was set on focusing Pleasure from now on, curious to see what kind of effect it’d have on women. To do that, I’d need to level up again. The grind never stops, I guess.

“Hey,” I said, pushing off the bed, my body still buzzing from the marathon we’d just run. I headed toward the kitchen, legs heavy but steady. “Where’s Tom, by the way?”

“Oh, I dropped him off in the city,” Kim said, cum still leaking from her pussy. “He had some stuff with his mom, said he’s staying there for a bit.”

“Damn, hope everything’s okay,” I said, opening the fridge and grabbing a beer, the cold glass a relief in my hand.

Kim chuckled, propping herself up on her elbows, her tits shifting. “Yep, he’s fine.”

Jasmine slid off the kitchen counter, her pale skin flushed, cum dripping from her pussy to the floor as she stretched her arms above her head, her body arching like a cat. She plopped onto an empty couch, exhausted, sweaty, still panting.

“Fuck, Evan,” she said, grinning. “You really fucked us good, huh?”

I smiled. “Not gonna lie… it still feels like a dream.”

I lit a cigarette, the smoke curling as I leaned back against the counter, beer in one hand, eyes raking over the three of them—Jasmine on the couch, Tessa face-down on another, her ass still red, and Kim on the blanket, all of them wrecked from six hours of fucking. Me, Evan Marlowe, the guy who got dumped not long ago, just pulled off a foursome. Holy shit.

I took a drag, then a sip, smirking like I’d won a damn medal. I checked the Shop in my HUD, curious if anything new had popped up.

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SHOP

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• Aphrodisiac Drink (10c)

• Silk Lingerie Set (25c)

• Sensual Massage Oil (15c)

• Mystery Pleasure Toy (30c)

• Flirt Potion (20c)

• Hypnotic Perfume (40c)

• Time Stop (90c)

• 500 Dollars (50c)

• 1 Ability Point (150c)

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Credits: 220c

Select item to purchase.

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An Ability Point for 150 credits caught my eye, tempting as hell, but I wasn’t burning my credits yet. I needed to save them for something big—maybe a clutch quest reward would change my mind later. For now, I’d hold tight.

“I’m so hungry,” Tessa mumbled, lifting her head from the couch, her dark hair sticking to her cheek, her pussy still glistening with my cum. “Are you seriously drinking a beer right now?”

“Yeah?” I said, raising it with a grin. “Why?”

“While you’re hungry? Beer?” Jasmine snorted, sprawling back on the couch, her legs spread, cum still dripping. “My God, Evan.”

“Hey, I’m used to it. Leave me alone,” I quipped, taking another sip, the cold fizz cutting through the haze.

Kim sat up, her hand trailing to her pussy, fingers spreading my cum around her folds with a smirk. “By the way,” she said, eyes glinting, “did you really get a footjob in my car, Evan?”

I rubbed my neck, heat creeping up. “You know, uh… I, well, maybe?”

“Did you at least clean it?” she asked, narrowing her eyes. “If I find a suspicious stain, I swear…”

“Uh,” I said with a nervous chuckle, “when this storm calms down, let me give that car a deep clean, alright?”

Jasmine glanced out the window, where the wind was bending trees damn near to the ground, rain pounding like it wanted to break in. “Yeah, look at that shit go,” she said. “The trees are practically kissing the dirt.”

“This place is sturdy, right?” Tessa asked, propping herself up, my cum sliding down her tits as she looked at Kim.

“Yep,” Kim said, stretching out on the blanket, her body still flushed. “This little cabin’s seen worse than this.”

“Little cabin?” Jasmine laughed, her voice hoarse. “If this is little, my apartment’s a fucking cage.”

“For real,” Tessa nodded. “This is anything but little or cabin.”

I exhaled, rolling my shoulder, the ache in my muscles a reminder of the past six hours. “I’ll grab some clothes upstairs,” I said, taking a swig of my beer, the cold fizz cutting through the haze.

Jasmine, still sprawled on the couch, her legs splayed and cum still glistening on her thighs, glanced up. “Oh, grab my phone while you’re there, please.”

“Yup,” I said, already heading for the stairs, beer in hand, cigarette dangling from my lips.

The cabin creaked under my steps as I climbed, the storm outside howling, rain battering the windows. Upstairs, the bedroom was a mess—blankets twisted, clothes scattered across the floor. I found my jeans and t-shirt in a heap by the bed, still smelling faintly of sweat and sex. I pulled them on, the fabric clinging to my skin, then spotted Jasmine’s phone on the nightstand, its screen flashing with notifications. I grabbed it and headed back down, the wood groaning under my boots.

In the living room, the girls hadn’t moved much. Jasmine was still on the couch, her body relaxed but flushed, one hand lazily tracing her thigh. Tessa was face-down on the other couch, her ass still red, her breathing slower now but still heavy. Kim lay on the blanket, her tanned skin gleaming, cum leaking from her pussy as she stretched out, looking half-asleep but content.

I tossed Jasmine’s phone onto the couch beside her. “Here you go,” I said, taking another sip of beer.

“Thanks,” she murmured, grabbing it and swiping through her messages, her lips curling into a smirk.

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