"A...Aaron~ I love you~"
Nancy had given up to haze and lust, her hips moving back and forth against my dick as she kept her hands on my chest.
My right hand was comfortably resting on her ass cheek, squeezing it and assisting her with the movements.
While the left hand was up on her neck, choking it and pulling her face closer into a rough, passionate kiss.
The reverse senses skill had already ended, and I was now fully capable of feeling Nancy’s tightness around my cock.
Her walls were clutching so hard against me, that I felt like my dick would snap off.
If she wasn’t so wet and dripping, I had no doubt that this would have been hella painful.
But thanks to those numb 30 seconds of my skill, and her repeated orgasms, Nancy’s car seat was already quite drenched in her own juices.
Her loud, overwhelmed screams had died down, now replaced by her hazy comments as she repeatedly confessed her love and moaned between the kisses.
I don’t even know how real her confessions were, as she definitely didn’t sound too... sober.
Once again, I broke our kiss, grabbing her ass cheeks with both hands and moving her back and forth faster.
"Mhmmmm~" Nancy threw her head backwards, panting.
"Should I cum inside, Nancy?" I whispered into her ears, causing them to twitch.
"Ahh~" Nancy moaned, looking into my eyes before nodding.
"That’s my girl."
I didn’t even mean to make it sound romantic, but Nancy seemed to like my words, as her pussy contracted further, hellbent on milking my dick dry.
She was looking at me as if she wanted to swallow me whole.
Without a chance to resist, the sperms rushed out of my balls and exploded inside her.
My dick kept twitching, releasing my cum inside her in many small bursts.
Nancy looked at me with muddy eyes, moaning and orgasming one last time before falling right on my chest, strength leaving her body completely.
Her small, soft body felt strangely warm as I simply hugged her and closed my eyes for some time as well.
Luckily, the windows were black tinted so there was no risk of getting peeped, and I had already made sure that the doors of the car were locked.
So ensuring myself that everything was safe, I drifted off to sleep along with Nancy.
***
I woke up in wetness and discomfort.
My crotch felt sticky and wet, while something was pressed on my chest.
Opening my eyes, I saw the sleeping and orgasmic face of Nancy.
There were tear marks on her cheeks, faint smudges of her mascara as she was resting on my chest without a care.
Her body was similarly sprawled on top of me, her chest pressing over my non-existent abs, my not so erect dick still parked within her wet cunt.
Despite her not so polished appearance, I liked this one much more.
It felt candid and real, especially considering the crazy sex we just had.
Although she had managed to make me cum only once, I still remembered how unhinged and purely manic her screams were, when I had turned on the skill.
And the main reason I didn’t get to finish much was that our sex in reality only lasted a good dozen minutes.
Most of Nancy’s orgasms were due to my skill, and after that, her dam just opened and I didn’t give her any time to close them.
During the reversed senses, my sensitivity was lowered quite significantly, which didn’t let me enjoy those 30 seconds as much as I would have liked to.
But as I said before, I didn’t regret it.
As after those 30 seconds, Nancy didn’t dare to retaliate against me, obediently moving how I wanted her to.
So it was a win in my eyes.
Shaking off those thoughts, I massaged my forehead, gently moving Nancy to check if she was in the condition to wake up.
Nancy stirred in her sleep, hugging her arms around me and nuzzling her head more comfortably on my chest.
Okay.
So the answer was no.
I sighed, leaning my head back against the car’s seat.
I know that it’s wrong to think about another woman when one was lying right on top of me, naked and spent.
But I couldn’t help but wonder about Claire.
I remembered Nancy’s screams, wondering how Claire would appear in that position.
Would such a position even suit her dominant, overbearing nature?
But I guess that’s what’s best about my skill. It would be fun to see her being on the submissive side.
I suppressed a scoff, putting a hand on Nancy’s head.
Haah, this life is great.
My hands brushed her silky, platinum hair.
I looked handsome, I had girls, money, mostly everything.
Power was lacking, but with the help of my lovely legendary title, I might gain power too soon enough.
Thinking of the power, I pulled up my status screen.
[ User: Aaron Cross ]
[ Level: 8 ]
[ Exp: 1% ]
[ Title: Otherworldly Soul (Legendary) ]
[ Class: Boy Toy (Common) ]
[ Race: Human (Male) ]
[ ~Stats~ ]
[ Strength: 26 ]
[ Agility: 24 ]
[ Stamina: 32 (6) ]
[ Intelligence: 18 ]
[ Magic: 70 ]
[ Additional Points: 10 ]
[ Skills: 1/5 ]
[ Inventory: 1/1 (Golden Coohen’s Head) ]
Huh?
I blinked.
Golden coohen’s head... oh fuck.
That’s what Claire had given me and told me to sell, after which I kept it in my inventory, replacing my falcata.
Then I fought those zombie type humans, then Ruby saved me, then we ate hot dogs and then she dropped me to college, after which I’m here...
So... uhh... where did I leave my sword?
I don’t have a single clue about where I kept it.
I remember that I had picked up a spear while fighting the mana frenzy dude, but then that spear was broken by Ruby.
I probably hung the falcata on my waist after it, and it should’ve been there till I sat in Ruby’s car.
So... I forgot it in her car?
Well, I was going to swap it out for some new weapon anyway.
The falcata’s reach was too short.
But the problem is that if it’s in her car, she might get some weird misunderstandings that I left it there intentionally because she had added some money into buying that.
And that I hate her or something.
Doubtful, since this world’s girls were like earthly males, but it’s still possible.
As I can name a hundred dudes from Earth who would get sad and cry about smaller things than this.
So with a sigh, I gently took out my phone, making sure not to disturb Nancy’s sleep, as I dialed Ruby’s number.
"Hey, it’s me, Aaron."