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Chapter 614: Endless pleasure
🕑 Added 2025-12-23 15:00:16 +0000 UTCMason wasn’t entirely sure how he’d gone from ‘being unsure about and almost breaking up with Becky’, to ‘completely sure, feeling kind of dumb, and also getting his dick sucked’. But he was not at all complaining.
His cowgirl had gotten impatient with the belt and just pulled him out through the suit pants fly. Then she’d instantly opened her lips and taken him in, closing her eyes and moaning like she was eating some favorite meal from childhood.
He put a hand on his face, head against the wall, looking out at the mounds of broken undead corpses and cluttered weapons and armor. Becky’s silky lips slid up and down his shaft, her tongue licking and swirling as she bobbed back and forth to swallow him.
She looked so unbelievably sexy on her knees. Maybe it was knowing how strong she was, or how impressive. Or that she’d just explained her desire to please and take care of him, and said how much she loved and admired him.
Her pig tails also reminded him how young she was, that she hadn’t even kissed a boy until they met. Since then, she’d been in a handful of threesomes with him and other women, including nymphs, and at least a few orgies.
The sound of her sucking filled his ears, her player strength apparently not just in her limbs. Becky’s lips were like some space-age vacuum draining his soul into a better tomorrow, and he gripped those pigtails and held on for dear life.
But he suddenly wanted to see more of her amazing, toned body, so he reached down to work on her button-up shirt. She glanced up and met his eyes, lips stretched around his cock as he uncovered her perky tits and took handfuls of both.
She moaned as her nipples went hard. Then again as he squeezed and played before taking another grip on her pig tails and slowly starting to thrust. She went almost slack, looking up so submissively as he started to fuck her mouth.
“Is everything alright?” Haley called from outside.
He blinked, literally having forgotten where he was or why.
“We’re fine,” he called back, keeping his voice as normal as possible. “Almost finished.”
Becky pulled away long enough to giggle, putting a shushing finger to her lips before swallowing him back down.
She’s blowing you, isn't she, came the message from Haley.
It took Mason a second to remember where to ‘type’ back, because most of the blood had drained from his brain. He also had a small moment of panic, like he’d been caught cheating—before remembering his wife loved the idea of his dick in another woman’s mouth.
Yep, was all he he managed to respond.
Oh God. I wish I could touch myself. This is so unfair.
“Should we come take a look?” Haley yelled. “Civilian powers might see something you don’t?”
The little minx. His few active brain cells searched for an answer as Becky stared up at him, doing her best to shake her head as she sucked, moving faster now down his shaft.
“Not yet,” he managed pitifully.
The thought of Haley knowing this was happening somehow made it hotter. He had no reason in the world to hold back, so he relaxed and helped his cowgirl with a hand on her head.
She bobbed and squeezed her lips in a stat-enhanced seal, hoovering his dick like she was testing her own strength. By the time she’d started playing with his balls, gently squeezing like she was milking some cow back at the farm, he’d moved to the crest.
That she’d be swallowing everything wasn’t even a question. His repeatedly enhanced Blessing of Gaia had turned his seed into some kind of candy-like drug. The volume had also gotten to porn fantasy levels. And his women literally competed over who got what.
But this round was all Becky, and she deserved every drop. He exploded so hard she choked from the spray to her throat. But she recovered and powered him through, moaning as she started swallowing to get it all down.
Her eyes fluttered in pleasure as the power hit her like an addict getting her fix. She ignored his sensitive shudders as she milked him, in her own world as she drained his balls for everything they were worth. Which was a lot. He twitched and groaned as she worked, left a mind-numb statue for countless, wonderful seconds.
When he opened his eyes he found her grinning, giving his manhood little kisses and cuddles with her face, licking him totally clean.
“Very good boy,” she said, still making him shiver as she touched. “I missed you too,” she kept kissing. “Yes I did.”
He rolled his eyes and gave her a thumb to suck next. She obeyed instantly, still staring into his eyes. He had to remind himself there wasn’t time for more.
Did she swallow it all like a good little slut? Oh I bet she did. I wish I could taste it on her lips.
Haley was apparently struggling out there. Mason couldn’t help but grin at how wild she’d be later, running his hands through Becky’s hair.
“I feel like I’m being rewarded, but I’m not sure why,” he said. Becky shook her head, and looked a bit shy as she turned her eyes down.
“I just…don’t want you to worry about me is all. I want you to know I’m here. That I love you. That I can be in the room with Haley and the other girls.”
He lifted up her chin and stroked her cheek. He understood now. She wanted to be in the ‘inner circle’, or at least close enough not to be left out.
It was hard not to like a beautiful, amazing girl like Becky fighting for a better place in your bed. It was exactly what he’d been worrying about, and the solution he was hoping for. And yet again he wondered if Haley had somehow talked to her…he supposed it didn’t matter. That was just how amazing his wife was.
“OK,” he said. “I hear you. I want that, too.”
She smiled and hugged his waist, and he just enjoyed the feeling of her chest pressed against his manhood. But it was definitely time to head out, or he’d end up fucking her on a pile of undead dust.
“One undead horror room down,” he said with a sigh. “Probably a million to go.”
“We could get some of the boys,” Becky said, then gave him a raised eyebrow, still on her knees. “I ain’t blowin’ you in every room, if that’s what yer thinkin’.”
“Well I am now.”
She slapped his thigh, but was kind of still stroking him, so she didn’t exactly look like she hated the idea. He did his best to put himself back in the suit pants, and she sighed and started to button up her shirt.
Please, baby, I’m dying out here. I’m so wet right now. Let me watch at least.
Down girl, he messaged back.
“Tonight,” he promised Becky. “We have a nice, clean palace room, and not…” he gestured at the broken undead corpses. Becky stood and pushed against him, leaning to whisper in his ear.
“You can fuck me anywhere you want, handsome. Ain’t that clear by now?”
He shivered and fought down the lust, grinning as he put his arms around her. They’d definitely picked some unusual spots in the last few months. From trapped in a dungeon event to up against an orc tower. But he wanted her relaxed. With his other women. With no time limits or interruptions.
“We’re done here,” he called, giving Becky a wink. “Next room.”
He laughed as his cowlgirl glared, then he went for the door. She slapped his ass en route, eying him like a slab of beef. He found he didn’t mind one bit.
**
Rahman took Mason and the girls to undead barracks after barracks, explaining there were also dozens in the city. He and Becky (and Streak) cleared them without any trouble (or more blowjobs), but it became clear cleaning up the city would be a longer project.
“Alright, we’ll just do the palace and call it a day,” he said, glancing at a few Transformation spots forming on his arms. He hadn’t really noticed any wounds, but then he was getting more and more immune to pain all the time.
He’d also switched back to his vestments after getting Haley’s suit entirely ripped to shreds.
“You could have taken it off,” she’d complained, then lingered at the wet spot Becky had left on his crotch with a lust-filled look before vanishing it into void storage.
Haley had also started groping him every time Rahman turned his back. She fought to get at his lips, to get his hands under her dress, to pull the cowgirl in and make out with both of them. Of course she couldn’t actually move him an inch to do anything, and he was enjoying torturing her.
Becky was similarly keyed up. She attacked him at the end of every room, throwing herself against his chest and lips like a hungry animal. It was hard to be annoyed. He usually gave her a minute to make out before forcing her on. The amazing blowjob had definitely improved his self control.
As they finally got to the last room, he could tell she was hoping he’d take her and Haley straight back to their bedroom and ruin them for several hours. It wasn’t the worst idea in the world. Though he knew he should really check back in with the others and see how they were doing.
“Tonight,” became his repeated answer like he had kids asking ‘are we there yet?’. Though he had to fight his smile and his own impatience. Because a repeat of the night before just with more of his women was about the best way to spend an evening he could think of…
By mid afternoon they smashed into the final undead horror show, no different than all the others. Becky stopped holding back or worrying about protecting anyone, smashing skeletons in waves with some kind of new arcing bursts of force.
He gave her a surprised, impressed glance, then went back to breaking things with his bare hands. They came apart as easily as the rest, limbs breaking like cheap dolls whenever they collided with increasingly dense, thick, violent Mason.
As the final skeleton dropped, he started to battle with his own lust again, wondering if he could somehow send Haley down to check in, then join them later…
[Palace Endless Guard destroyed] The system text scrolled across his vision. [Experience gained (minimal) due to player power. Palace cleared of Endless Patronage.]
Well. It was nice to get something official. Mason mentally checked off another task, ready to head back. Then the floor started to shake. Becky gave him a confused look before he saw more text.
[Revenge of the Endless: Event initiated. All remaining Endless forces in the city: activated. Nearby Endless Temple status: hostile. Attack imminent.]
[Event objectives: Repel the forces of the Endless with as few casualties as possible. Experience and rewards will be based on individual and House contribution level. Good luck!]
Mason let out a long, suffering sigh.
Comments
Trevayne
Thanks for the chapter. Great descriptions and I can just about hear Mason's sigh.
