Laying flat on the ground, Max raised his knees, legs spread apart.
His cock was still rock hard, and given the sight before him, it wasn't about to go flaccid anytime soon.
Martha looked at it shyly as it throbbed, pointing at the sky. If she were to lay on top of him, she'd be in contact with his cock again—and how would she even control herself in such a situation?
A white tear rolled down her inner thighs from her pussy. Her vagina was drenched wet, and it was embarrassing. It made her look down.
Seeing that Martha was hesitant and lacked the courage to come toward him, Max dramatically groaned as if he were in so much pain.
Alerted, Martha sprinted toward him in panic.
"Hey...are you alright mister?"
"The pain...arghh!! Save me. I'm in pain!" He groaned.
"Pain?" She echoed. "I was only sharing my body heat with yours earlier because you were feeling cold. If you're in pain, then perhaps we should go see a doctor in my village. It's nearby—"
"No!" He interjected, groaning dramatically as he tried to think of a lie to add on top of his other lie. "Um… it's just, the cold is making me painful. You see, I think my organs are the ones feeling cold. Internal ammonia, you see."
Martha nodded sympathetically. "I'll help you stay warm then."
She got in between his legs, and he immediately locked her inside, wrapped his hands over her back, and pulled her closer.
Now her breasts were once again pressing against his chest, while her tummy rested over his boner which lined over his own stomach, facing toward her chest.
A quiet moan escaped Max before he could stop it. She was unbelievably soft and plush in a way that set every nerve in his body on fire. His hormones went into overdrive.
This was actually the first time he had ever been with a naked woman like this, in both his first and second life. He'd been a virgin for life.
Being wrapped around Martha this much made his blood boil with excitement, and his cock throbbed painfully. He felt an incredible urge to hold it gently with his hand and start stroking until he burst.
"Y-you okay down there?" Martha's voice was filled with concern.
"Yeah… just horny," he whispered without thinking.
"What?"
"I mean—I'm fine."
[Martha's affection: 45%]
Damn it. So close. Just five percent more.
He needed to push it.
"Urgh… Martha. I think… to warm up faster, I should drink your saliva."
"My what?" She blinked, completely caught off guard.
"I mean… like this."
He cupped her slightly chubby cheeks and gently pulled her face down to his.
Their lips touched, soft, hesitant, nothing like the dramatic kisses from movies. Just warmth. Real and trembling.
Her cheeks flushed red again, shy but she didn't pull away. This time, Max was the one who pulled her head back slightly just to see her expression. Her lips looked a little pinker now.
"W-what are we doing?" she murmured.
"Warming up my internal organs with your saliva," he replied seriously.
She hesitated… then nodded.
Max pulled her in again, bolder this time. Their mouths met, and this time it wasn't just a press of lips. It was a kiss. Still closed-mouth, tentative, but a real kiss.
Martha's right hand came up, resting lightly on his chest, right over his wildly beating heart. After all, all of this was new to him.
The kiss deepened. Max's lips parted slightly, tentatively tracing the seam of hers. A tiny, almost inaudible sigh escaped her. Encouraged, he tilted his head, trying to find a better angle.
His tongue nervously brushed against hers. It was wet, unexpected. A jolt shot through him, pooling low in his gut. They kissed like that for what felt like a long time, just exploring each other's tongues.
Now Martha's pussy was throbbing harder, juices pooling out and falling down the crack of her ass, all the way to Max under her.
Her clit had pulled out from its hood, now pulsing like a breathing heart.
This was dangerous. She had to control herself before she lost it.
She pulled back slightly, breaking the kiss, though their faces were still close. Her breathing was a little quicker now, her cheeks flushed pink. She licked her lips slowly.
"Wow," she breathed.
Her "Wow" hung in the air between them, charged with the static electricity of the last few minutes.
Max's heart was still thudding, a frantic drumbeat against his ribs.
He looked at her, his eyes filled with pure, undiluted lust now.
"Feeling warm yet?" she asked, glancing up at his eyes.
"Yeah… kinda," he replied. "Not quite there yet though."
"I see. Should we kiss—I mean, exchange saliva a little more?"
"Um… sure!"
No, damn it!! I want more than just this! Give me a blowjob or something!!
Of course, he kept that last part safely inside his head.
[Martha's Affection: 49%]
Wow… just wow. Forty-nine percent? Why wasn't it already at fifty?!
As if the system had heard his frustration, another notification popped up.
[If Martha's affection reaches 50%, she'll want to have sex with you]
[She's a married woman, so she's hesitant]
[That last 1% will be hard to obtain]
[Good luck]
"Married?" Max frowned.
What kind of dungeon floor was this? It had married women?
And other people living normal lives? Or were Martha and the others just NPCs who didn't even realize they were trapped here?
Urgh… he groaned inwardly, shoving those thoughts aside. None of that mattered right now.
He needed that last 1%.
An idea sparked in his mind just as she leaned in again for another so-called "saliva exchange."
"Martha," he muttered.
"Yes…" she whispered.
"I think… my organs are warm now. Thanks."
"Oh…" Her voice dipped, sounding a little disappointed.
"But—" he added quickly. "My cock still feels incredibly cold. And my balls are even worse. Do you mind if I take a little warmth from your…?"
Her eyes widened slightly. "From my…?"
He shifted, gently rolling her beneath him until he was on top. Surprisingly, she parted her legs for him without hesitation.
"From your wet pussy," he finally said.
Her gaze dropped to his hard cock, then to her own slick, trembling cunt. She was painfully turned on but she didn't move to pull him closer.
There was still a line she wouldn't cross.
"You can get warm from just… putting the tip, right?"
Max's eyes lit up instantly. "Yeah. Sure."
Her expression stayed soft, but firm. "Just the tip, okay? No pushing. No tricks."
It was an exhilarating compromise. A stepping stone onto a path Max never thought he'd walk.
His cock felt like it would explode just at the thought of its tip finally touching that soft, mysterious skin, that secret hidden place he'd always fantasized about in his past life.
"Okay," he said, voice rough with barely restrained excitement. "Just the tip. To feel the warmth. Nothing more."
His gaze dropped from the pale curve of her hips to the soft triangle of blonde pubes and the wet, tantalizing slit it hid beneath.
Taking a shaky breath, he held his rigid cock in one hand, guiding the throbbing head towards her.
His other hand reached out, fingers brushing the pale soft skin of her inner thigh. It felt warm, and impossibly smooth.
His hand hovered, positioning the engorged head of his dick over her soft mound. Just the tip. That was the deal. To feel the heat and the dampness.
His thick and hard cock nudged against the fine, light hair carpeting her mound. It felt softer than it looked.
A shiver went through her body, a little ripple under his hand on her thigh. She made a tiny, choked sound, a soft gasp.
Still holding his dick steady, he nudged the glistening head against the delicate outer lips of her cunt. They were soft, like warm velvet.
Her pussy juices were slippery, almost tempting him to shove his cock inside, but he had to keep the bargain, or he might fail this quest.
She balanced on both her hands, and laid back her head, lips still gritted by her teeth as she felt a surge of excitement course through her entire body.
Her cunt began parting almost imperceptibly in response to the touch of his cock.
He saw a glimpse of darker, glistening pink, deep in the crack between her pussy lips. The sight, combined with the overwhelming sensation of his dickhead nestled there, just touching her, just feeling that incredible warmth and wetness, made his head spin.
He felt dangerously close to coming right there, just from the sheer intensity of the contact.
This was too much. He had to stroke his dick. He held it tightly, then began rubbing its head against her entrance, up and down, teasing her clit.
She let out a loud, unplanned moan, followed by a gasp.
Her heart thundered harder, and suddenly, she felt like actually fucking this human!
But what about her husband?
Urgh...fuck that thought!
She raised her head up, looking at Max before she grabbed his dick herself, and directed it into her slit.
With a wink, she muttered. "Let's break the bargain a little, shall we?"
Max felt his cock slide smoothly into her warm, wet cunt as it gripped his cock like it didn't want to let go.
[Congrats! Martha's affection is now at 55%]
[New Quest Triggered]
[Satisfy all her sexual desires.]
[Reward: an A-rank skill card and a new title]
TBC