by Tom Harem
“I spent the day training. Don’t worry. I’ll be ready.” I said, and wiped the sweat from my face, “What about Jamal? Is he okay?”
“This is for him. He’s gone. The doctors called and informed us that he had a heart attack. They weren’t sure if it was because of the game, but I’m almost sure it was. It’s fine if you want to quit. You don’t need to put your life at risk.” She said. She seemed to be concerned. Her expressions shifted, and all the happiness disappeared.
“I’m not going to quit. I know the risks, and I’m old enough to decide if I want it or not. We’ll be fine.”
“Your choice. I didn’t ask you your real name and age, did I?”
“You didn’t, but I’m Tim, and I’m 22. Do you also want to know where I live?” I asked, trying to see if she reciprocated.
“I might. Why? It’s purely because something might happen to you and I need to know where to send the ambulance.” She said, slightly embarrassed with her cheeks flushed.
I chuckled and replied, “What about you? Is Brianna your real name?”
“Kind of. I’m Brie, but Brianna it’s more warrior-like. I was lucky to be one of the first ones creating an account so I had the possibility to choose any name I wanted, and, oh well, I ended up with this. I’m also 22.”
She was a totally different person. I wasn’t sure what made her change; if seeing me fighting alongside her, or having one friend killed. She told me how they had contacted support once more but all they got was made-up answers that didn’t lead us anywhere. She told me she would be waiting for me on Friday and went back to her group while I headed home. I had played for 9 hours in a row. There was a soft breeze coming from the open window, and the sun had yet to fade away. However, I was extremely tired and I still had two days ahead of me. My life was stuck in a routine and it would be until I reached level five. I had a goal and I was going to accomplish it. I hadn’t accomplished many things in my life, but this was my chance to change that and have a good impact on people’s lives.
I ended up falling asleep, still thinking that honor and glory were two things I needed to deserve, and not just by being in the right place at the right time.
Chapter VII
The remaining two days passed quickly. I stretched my arms and legs every day, right after waking up, and before going to sleep. Friday was so close that I could feel it, calling my name, telling me that there was a destiny waiting for me. Nympha accompanied me every day, but she never helped me. I was always on my own, getting faster, stronger, better until my limbs hurt, and only then I would go home. My real-life friends called me, inviting me to a dinner but I had to politely refuse, using the excuse that I was extremely sick and I could barely leave my bed. They believed me, and I kept playing. It felt amazing to see my training’s results. It took me one day to reach level 4, and two days to get to 5, but it was all worth it. When I got to level 5 I had the chance to become a mage but I refused. I decided I wanted to infuse magic in my arrows, but that would take a while. Not only I had to learn how to use magic, but I also had to learn how to combine it with a weapon. When you choose to be a mage you’ll automatically get the possibility of conjuring spells, but when you decide to have the skill without being one you have to train even harder hoping you get good enough for it. Friday arrived, and my status looked much better than I hoped.
Status
Level: 5
Name: Kratom
Weapon: Wooden Bow
HP: 70/250
Magic: 20/80
Attack: 75
Special attack; Triple X
Defense: 50
Knowledge: 80
Exp. To the next level: 233/600
Items; x2 Potions (40hp)
X Potion (70hp)
Invisibility Cloak (Makes you invisible for ten seconds)
Money; 472 gold
I knew I was going to survive. I could feel it in my bones as I stretched my arms letting fatigue leave my body while the energy grew, and boiled inside me. Ready was my middle name, and excited was the last one. It had been a while since I ate so much before lunch or dinner, but I couldn’t have these sort of problems mid-game. It was still 9 am, and Brianna had told me to be there only at 11. However, I wanted to be there sooner, maybe even meet our group before getting into a ship together. After all, I didn’t know any of them, and I didn’t think they loved the idea of me going. They had to get used to it, but it was better to fall into their good graces than just being treated as an outcast. The VR glasses were on the desk as usual, and I grabbed them.
In a few seconds, I was back on the game, in the solitude of my room. There were no noises, and no one calling me. That had happened a few times, people shouting my name as I walked by. In the beginning, I felt amazing, but now it was quite annoying sometimes. I appreciated the gesture but sometimes I was too tired for it. Before heading to the port I decided to go to the weapons seller, and see if maybe he had something good for me. I didn’t have much money but I was hoping it would be enough to do an upgrade. There were still dozens of people on the city but no one was at the counter. I got there, replied yes to all the prompts appearing in front of me, and the seller asked me which type of weapon I was looking.
“Bows” I answered, calmly.
A list of different types of bows, each one stronger and more expensive than the last, appeared. I scrolled down, and I was amazed at how many existed, and how costly they were. Some could be bought with real money, but that was only possible for rich people. Their prices were absurd; a few costing the same as a car, and even more. I only had enough money for five of them, and only one was better, and it wasn’t even that good. I decided to not buy anything.
“You’re one of the saviors of the city, aren’t you?” I heard someone behind me asking.
I was about to reply with a boring “yes” but luckily I turned around. In front of me stood a beautiful girl with blue eyes, dark long hair, and the thickest lips I had ever seen. She was a level 2 warrior; she wore a thin piece of fabric and I could see her hard nipples peeking through it.
“Thank you for doing it.” She said, and smiled at me, ”I’m Lynn.”
I knew she wanted more than thank me. The way she combed her hair, and the way she pretended to be straightening her clothes as she rubbed her hands all over her breasts. My cock rose, and it became a huge nuisance. I still had an hour and a half left so I invited her to my room. I had barely finished talking and she was already agreeing with her head.
As soon as we got there, and I closed the door behind me, she just leaned forward and kissed me. Her lips were huge and I couldn’t wait to have them wrapped around my cock. I had increased it once again, and I also had bigger muscles and was slightly taller. We were kissing passionately through the whole room, hitting walls, almost tripping on each other, until we fell on the bed. She had one of those cute faces that you know that deep down lives a wild, naughty girl, and she seemed eager to show me how crazy she was. She took off my shirt and looked mesmerized at my body, right before kissing her way down to my pants, at the same time she gently scratched my chest. Fuck. I could feel my cock about to rip my pants and greet her with a huge slap on her face. Luckily for both of us, she got there in time.
“You’re huge. I don’t know if I can take all of it.” She said, slightly embarrassed, “But I want to try.”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I grabbed her head and pulled her closer to it, and she quickly began to stroke it while swirling her tongue around the tip. My body shuddered and I tilted my head back. This was definitely a good way of saying goodbye to a city I would miss.
“It’s time,” I said and pushed her head down.
As soon as her thick lips touched my frail skin and slid down my length my mind went numb. I kept pressing her head to go even further, and she gladly did it. I wanted her to deep-throat me and look at me so I could see her pretty face while she choked and gagged on it. Truth was that I loved that little “click” sound that girls’ mouth did wh
en the tip of my cock hit the back of their throats. The makeup around her eyes was getting blurred, her cheeks flushed, and her breasts covered with saliva that kept dripping from her mouth. It had been three days since the last time I had sex and I was already needing it again. I was insatiable, and if I thought straight which was hard at the moment, this was good for the whole group. I was releasing all the stress and pressure that was going around my body, telling me to quit and that I wouldn’t be good enough. Of course, I fucking would and I would prove everyone who doubted me. Her lips were so tantalizing as they moved up and down, and that wasn’t even the best part. She was staring at me with her half-closed eyes, watching my reactions, and sucking me at the same time. I could feel her tongue slipping up and down the sides of my cock, and I couldn’t even hold my grunts. They quickly filled the small room as she bobbed her head back and forth enthusiastically. Luckily, my cock wasn’t sore anymore and she was about to get all my length inside her, but before I had to prepare her for it. If I went straight to fucking I’d hurt her, and we were both in this to get pleasure.
“Get up and bent,” I ordered her.
She slid her lips back, obeyed, and even went beyond my request and diverted her ass cheeks to accommodate my entrance. Yet, it wasn’t time. I grasped her inner thighs, flexed my legs, leaned forward and ran my tongue along her gleaming slit. She was already wet, but I was sure I could make her even more. I wanted her to be soaking, extremely damp, begging me to fuck her. She moaned, and bent, even more, putting her ass higher. I buried my face in her pussy, devouring her juices, sucking her swollen clit, rubbing her outer lips, everything I could think off. She looked over her shoulder, sweat falling down her forehead and cheeks, biting her lower lip, telling me to not stop.
“Use your fingers, please.” She asked.
I probed her entrance, teasing her, and making her body squirm. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she couldn’t stop shouting “Oh’s” and “Please’s”. I didn’t know if people outside could hear us, but I was hoping they couldn’t. I wasn’t much into having voyeurs trying to watch a hero fuck. Finally, I inserted two curved fingers inside her, and gently rubbed near the entrance. I was searching for that soft, delicate spot that would make her knees buckle and her orgasm closer. As soon as I found it I focused on it, making sure my digits touched it every time I moved my fingers back and forth. It was too much for her to handle. I kept a steady pace, and she warned me she was about to cum. She had her hair all over her face, and her skin was glistening. I had one hand on her hips to make sure she wouldn’t fall, and the other one on her pussy; two fingers inside, the thumb on her clit. It didn’t take more than a few seconds to have her shouting:
“Yes, fuck yes. That’s how you do it. I’ve been looking for someone like you.” She said, as her huge boobs bounced.
I could swear I was getting hypnotized by them. They moved left, and so did my eyes, then right and there they were again following her breasts. She had juices and strings of wetness dripping down her slit and was ready to get a rough fuck. I slapped her ass as hard as I could until the print of my hand surfaced on her red skin. She whimpered and told me she loved pain so I could be rougher. Fuck, that was my type of girl. I was hoping Brianna would be into it too.
I grabbed her hips, pulled her closer, and guided my cock into her. She gasped, and moaned as, inch by inch, I inserted my whole length inside her. I wasn’t gentle nor patient, I didn’t have the luxury of time. My pelvic thrusts were getting faster and she began to move her hips and matching my movements. I have to admit that she was pretty good at it. She was loving it and kept pushing herself into me, making my cock go deeper on her. I was balls deep in her when she told me to go harder. Well, I couldn’t say no to a beautiful girl like her. I grabbed a handful of her hair, put her arms on her back and grabbed them, and began moving my hips, hastening my pace at each thrust to the point that she had tears of pleasure sliding down her face. I had never seen something like it, but I was definitely proud of myself. She orgasmed once again, and I didn’t stop. The exercises I had been doing seemed to make me last longer which was amazing. It was good for my self-esteem, and for the women.
“You’re going to move that ass on top of me,” I said, and made it sound more like an order than a simple request.
She looked over her shoulder and nodded her head. I slowed down, still giving her a few deep thrusts before stopping completely. I jumped to the bed, and lay down with my cock on my hand, as I waited for her. She had juices dripping down her legs, and seemed embarrassed because of it.
“It’s okay Lynn. Just come here, and I’ll take good care of you.” I said and winked at her.
It had been a while since I felt so confident. The game was doing all of that to me. I felt appreciated and I was becoming aware of how good I was in several aspects. As soon as I felt her outer lips slipping down my throbbing cock, and heard her moaning I could swear that something inside me broke. I wasn’t even sure of what, but I knew that this was some next level pussy. The wetness made her easier to penetrate and to fuck her. My cock slid so easily inside her, and her ass bounced faster, and everything was beautiful, and the climax was coming, and my mind was going crazy. I was speechless, and I felt like even if I tried to talk only rubbish nonsense would come out. She lay on my chest, moaning on my ear and bouncing her ass deeper, making sure the whole length was going inside her. Her boobs pressed tightly against my skin, and I kept slapping her ass harder, as her pussy clenched around my cock. It was getting harder to endure it, and I knew I was about to cum. I warned her that I wasn’t sure how much more I could take it and that it was better if she slowed down. However, she did the exact opposite. She heard my words and began moving her hips and ass faster, and begging me to fill her. Fuck. Her shaky, sweet voice saying those words were a recipe for disaster. I gripped her neck and began moving my hips until our bodies were working, and swaying together, waiting for the ephemeral pleasure of the climax. Suddenly, her pussy tightened harder around my cock as she orgasmed for the third time, and I knew I was done. I still fucked her for brief moments before shooting a huge load inside her. That didn’t stop me, because I kept ramming into her as cum dripped down my length. It felt so good I could barely keep my eyes open. We were both moaning loudly, with our bodies clashing against each other, and she kept thanking me for this moment. I didn’t even know what to answer. When I finally pulled out she showed me how creamy her pussy was, and how much cum she had inside her. I was so distracted that I had forgotten to check the hours, and now it was already late. She noticed my worried face and started getting dressed.
“I like to feel the cum inside me as I walk. It’s warm, and then it slowly drips down my soft skin, you know?” She said while sliding up her panties.
“I wish we could keep talking, but I really have to go,” I said, dressing as fast as I could.
“Well, I guess someone has to save the city.” She replied, and winked at me.
I thanked her and told her we would repeat this when I got back, despite not knowing if I would ever be back. It was already 10:45 am and I was still in the room. I kissed Lynn’s thick lips and left the room running. As I ran I realized that my room was almost like an harem, and most of the times I was there was to fuck someone. The weather in the town was calmer, and for the first time, there were a few sunbeams on the horizon, giving a gleaming glow to the whole town. There was an extra layer of scent in the air; dust coming from the place where they were rebuilding those houses who were destroyed a few days ago. I saw several people covering their noises, and trying to get to the tavern as fast as possible. Time was running out and I wasn’t going to arrive late. I started running, hastening my pace, as my stamina bar slowly descended. The training I had done was clearly having an effect because I didn’t remember ever running so fast, and not get different variations of pain on my legs.
Chapter VIII
When I got to the harbor everyone was already there. I tried to catch my breath before even s
aying a word. They didn’t say anything except for Brianna who made a calm gesture with her hand and told me to come closer. I obeyed. They were all in their casual outfits, with backpacks, but with weapons in their hands. I assumed that on high seas there would be no need to carry heavy armor, and it could also impact the weight we were taking on the ship. It hadn’t arrived yet. Brianna introduced me to everyone and they all greeted me. Only the wizard seemed to have some kind of vendetta again me and squeezed my hand tightly to the point I thought he was going to crush my bones. Not even Loras seemed to hate me. He seemed to respect me more now than when we first met. I could understand why, he must had thought that I was just one more player, but I showed him that I was much more than that.
“Level 5? Not bad.” Brianna said and winked at me, “I have something for you.” She added, and handed me an upgrade version of my bow, and a new shiny armor.
My attack rose to 95, and my defence to 75. I thanked her and noticed that she was already level 9 and that they all had upgraded 2 levels. They must had been training in a different spot because I never saw them.
The heavy, silent environment was muffled by distant noises, which were getting closer at every moment that passed by. We had no idea what it could be, and there were a few people already rising their weapons. The only thing we could see was dark shadows, dozens of them walking toward us, and we could also hear the noises of their shoes stepping on the granite floor echoing through the metal doors of the warehouses nearby. The shadows started getting a firm shape, and we were all surprised when we realized that dozens of other players had come to support us and wish us good luck. A sense of peace hit us right in the chest, and we smiled at each other. Hugs and handshakes were exchanged, until the ship appeared on the horizon, expelling black smoke through its chimney, and with a black flag with only two horizontal white lines in the middle. The ship wasn’t huge nor small, but it was definitely brand-new. At the stern, there was a beautiful woman; long dark hair with red strands, and a hot body that made most of the male players drop their jaws, including me. She knew how hot she was and she wasn’t afraid to show it. The ship docked, and she told us it was time to leave.