“This must be some kind of god situation,” I said, through a mouth feeling like it was filled with cotton. “A god of sex or something.” We needed to leave. My feet refused to move. The only thing I could do was watch her move her hand in her pants.

  A ludicrous question came out of her mouth: “Are you the god of sex?”

  It wasn’t funny. Her voice was thick with need and heat. I could practically see the want drifting up off her body. No, I could literally see it, in honey-gold tendrils floating up off her against gravity, and fading out of existence when they got more than a foot away from her.

  There was magic to arousal, apparently.

  We needed to climb onto Rafael and get out of there, immediately. It was time to get away from this pce.

  The only motion came from my mouth. I was salivating with the need to see her, touch her, smell her, have her. My pants were practically bursting with the need to be inside her.

  “Take them off,” my mouth said, sounding husky and full of promise.

  She slipped the yoga pants down her legs without a word, and straightened with them at her knees. She had a thin nding strip of blonde hair streaked with brown, but my eyes were drawn lower. Her lower lips made her fingers shine with wetness. They moved in small circur motions, pausing to slip a finger into herself, and sometimes pausing to pull her pussy lips apart so I could see better.

  “Fletcher, I need to see it,” she breathed. “Your cock.”

  My hands moved to obey her, and quickly got my pants and underwear out of the way so she could see what I was packing. Tara sucked in a gasp of breath and fell to her knees in the greenery, leaning back to show me her orgasm.

  “I’m cuh…” she managed. “Oh fuhhhhh.”

  She groaned and shuddered with her eyes firmly fixed on my tool.

  Movement in my periphery showed a lithe figure leaning against a nearby tree. Figures, engaged in the act. They were green and melded together, so that they were just a tangle of arms and legs. Neither had facial features that I could see, but the one who was being ravished had two big yellowish eyes, wide and staring at us. The other one was facing away… but where the two connected, they were just one. Their fuzzy moss-like bodies had no seam separating them.

  The one facing away might be thrusting into the other, but for all intents and purposes they were one entity.

  Tara had fallen to her knees and in one quick motion ripped off her hoodie and shirt. Her hand immediately went back to her dripping wet sex and continued rubbing.

  “Now you. You get naked too,” she begged. I did, and she hissed out every breath through her teeth, like just seeing me was completely undoing her understanding of reality. Betedly she seemed to realize she still had on yoga pants, but I was already crawling toward her, on my hands and knees, and I ripped them away from her feet. Her shoes and socks went flying.

  “Ohhhh…” she groaned.

  When I bent to taste her, she hit my tongue like a party: bright and lovely and exciting. She arched her back and thrust herself up into me, immediately beginning to orgasm again. Whatever the god was doing to her, she was producing a lot of juices, and they got all over my face. Like they were filled with a potent aphrodisiac, I pped them up and felt myself swelling below with need. I needed to bst into her. Needed it.

  “On my face,” she told me breathlessly. “I want it in my mouth.”

  Dutifully crawling up her body, I positioned myself at her mouth, and spared a look at the two creatures that were one. The one was busy bobbing its head into the other one’s crotch.

  So I put my cock directly into Tara’s mouth. She knew what to do, and began blowing me immediately.

  Whatever was driving us to do this, it heightened the sensations I was feeling to the max. Just the suction of her mouth sent me right up to the edge, and looking down at the intense look of arousal in her eyes sent me over.

  I came more than I ever had in my life. Much more. The power of this god really gave me reserves that otherwise just didn’t exist. Tara’s mouth overflowed with my seed, even while she was gulping it down. Pulling free, I aimed the rest at her face, just as she had asked.

  For a while, neither of us moved. She stared at the shaft in front of her like she’d never seen one before, while I just felt the bliss that had overcome me slowly receding.

  By now, there was no resistance. I couldn’t even imagine doing anything other than servicing Tara. That was my only goal. That was what I would do.

  “I’m going to funk you,” I told her.

  Her only response, dripping with my seed, was to nod dumbly and spread her legs further. Taking one ankle in hand, I positioned them at my shoulders. Those legs were so long, and toned, and an overly bronze color that seemed unnatural.

  Plunging into her was like arriving home after a long day of work. I hadn’t gone soft, and I didn’t feel anything other than the ecstasy of the flesh surrounding me. Her body enveloped me in its heated, velvety embrace, and I watched her face go through the contortions.

  “You’re… big,” she ground out through gritted teeth. “Really… really big.”

  “I’ll go slow,” I told her.

  “No!” Her eyes flew opened and she stared sck-jawed into my face. “Funk me, Fletcher. Hard.”

  I did exactly that. First I smmed down into her, deep, leaning forward and beginning to fold her in half. She grunted like I’d punched her in the gut, and winced, but she didn’t tell me to stop. Instead I pulled all the way back out, and smmed down again.

  Soon the only sound in this green river valley, burbling with water coursing down the mountain, was the spping of flesh on flesh. She grimaced in what looked like pain as I kept on.

  “Keep… going…” she managed.

  I couldn’t have done anything else. My cock was in control now, and it desperately wanted the tight confines of Tara’s body. It wanted the deepest pces.

  “Do me, Fletcher. Don’t stop. Don’t stop, do me, oh fudge… don’t… stop…”

  I wasn’t going to be able to st much longer, but speech was beyond me. Instead I gritted my teeth as well, and sank my fingers into the moss to try to focus on any sensation other than the bronze beauty under me.

  Another minute of hard pounding and her eyes flew open. Her head shot back into the soft moss and she bucked, hard. Her third orgasm arrived with her legs slipping off my shoulders and around my waist. Ankles locked behind me, just above my ass, while she came and came.

  That did it. “I’m—” I started, but couldn’t finish the sentence.

  “Inside,” she hissed.

  She didn’t know what she was saying. I didn’t either. There was no resisting her. She had perfect, muscur yoga legs, she was csping tightly onto every bit of my cock, and she was demanding to have me cum inside her.

  I couldn’t break free, and more importantly, I didn’t want to. The gods had maneuvered so they could watch us, with one of them on hands and knees, and the other fucking it from behind. All four luminous, empty eyes were on us as I called out my orgasm.

  I flooded Tara with seed. There was enough left over that it gushed out when I finally pulled out of her. She flopped to the ground bonelessly, before rolling over onto one side

  “Ohhh wow,” she moaned.

  Her eyes flew open once again when she realized I wasn’t done.

  “On your knees,” I told her. I scarcely recognized my own voice. Who was this guy, commanding an absolute stunner to get up on her hands and knees so he could fuck her?

  Whoever he was, she responded obediently, getting up on all fours with her ass swaying side to side. She made another strangled groan as the full length of me speared forward and her pussy accommodated my size. Then all she could do was hang on while I pounded her relentlessly. Again, she demanded to have me pour all of what I had inside her.

  Again, I roared out my release, and it felt like buckets.

  We had sex two more times after that. Tara rode me while I y down, then changed position and took me reverse cowgirl. Finally she id down with her back on my chest, and I got two good handfuls of her breasts while thrusting up into her. She demanded, in the most lust-filled voice possible, that I dump it all inside. There was no way in hell I was going to stop being inside her unbelievable body, orgasm or no orgasm.

  I gave her every drop.

  ~2~

  We then y on the grass and moss afterwards, panting and dazed. Tara had her arms wrapped around my upper arm, the most fttering of pces to be held.

  The god must have departed at some point, because the ravenous need to mate had abated, and they weren’t—

  Two enormous, luminous eyes loomed directly overhead, set into a head made of green pnt life I couldn’t identify. Bits of soil showed through in a handful of pces.

  “Don’t. Move,” I muttered.

  “What… oh!” Tara started, but didn’t leap up and go running. Her hands tightened around my biceps and triceps, as the thing stared down at us.

  Things. The other one was hovering above Tara’s head as well.

  “We come in pea—”

  I didn’t get to finish, before the creature brushed my forehead with its grassy face. The lightest, most feathery touch ensued, but I felt the immensity of the creature’s power in just that fsh of contact.

  The words immediately appeared in my mind, as opposed to the blocky 8-bit font I was used to seeing in the rge blue windows.

  [The Lovers] have judged you worthy, and bestowed the gift of [Pleasure’s Bounty] onto you. [The Lovers] have seen you to be a capable Healer with a radiant heart, and have awarded you with [Entwined Ecstasy]. [The Lovers] have bestowed upon you +1 Durability. You gain 1 Durability token.

  The rush of pleasure that shot through me was nothing short of monumental. I had never felt anything like that. It was like having an orgasm from scalp to toes, buzzing everywhere beneath the skin. It felt like it sted ages, though it was probably over in a few seconds.

  When I was able to think enough to make my eyes see again, Tara and I were definitely alone and the creature was gone.

  Pleasure’s Bounty

  (Special Ability, Legendary, active)

  Activate by spending any Token when engaged in intimate acts. You and your partner receive experience depending on the breadth and pleasure each receives during the act.

  Holy crap. I checked, and found that not only was I a level 5 Healer now, I was a level 3 Pleasure Seeker.

  “Um. Wow.”

  Entwined Ecstasy

  (Special Ability, Legendary, active)

  You may spend 2 Likability Tokens when meeting someone to bring them into the fold. This expenditure is voluntary and may be canceled by the other person at any time. This grants them a retionship status with you, and can even grant them a secondary css like yours.

  The higher your retionship status with an individual, the more pleasure you both attain from intimate acts with one another.

  I could not contain myself, looking over the two special abilities I had. The text of the second one specifically read ‘a secondary css like yours’ meaning not everyone I converted into my pervert circle would be a Pleasure Seeker. Some of them might be Freak In The Sheets maybe. Or in the case of Regina, Secret Sex Friend.

  These abilities caused me to consider having a serious talk with the Ranger who’d been sharing my bed. We needed to come to some kind of understanding, seeing as how I’d just had unprotected retions with a completely different person.

  A fsh of panic shot through me, followed by a shot of exultation. I could now gain experience points directly from doing the deed, and I could increase pleasure from intimate acts with anyone who agreed to be in this with me.

  Flipping. Wild.

  “What in the ever loving fudge was that?” she asked. “You felt that, right? You got a message about the thing that just happened?”

  I thought that perhaps Tara didn’t know about the way gods could grant these kinds of miracle powers. It wasn’t something I wanted her to get into, since I wasn’t entirely sure I could keep myself safe in the event I touched another one of these things.

  “I got a message… special powers and a free rank in Durability.”

  She ughed. “They want you to be capable of even harder fracking than what I just got? Hoo boy, I may have to stay away from you.”

  I could tell she was joking by the dopey grin on her face and the way she arched one of her blonde eyebrows.

  “I can’t really bme you,” I said, and then faltered. “We have to have a serious talk, don’t we?”

  Again the beaming smile. “Oh, because you just filled me to the brim with god-enhanced magic jizz? I wouldn’t worry about it. Those two were The Lovers, not the God and Goddess of Fertility. Also, I just finished my period yesterday, so we’re almost certainly safe.”

  What if we weren’t? I stammered an apology, which she waved away.

  “It’s not like you could’ve helped yourself. I know I couldn’t. I needed you in me, right then, and there was absolutely nothing I could’ve done to stop it.”

  “Oh.”

  “If I end up, you know, expecting, we’ll jump off that bridge when we get to it.”

  “Oh… kay.” I had been around Sarah enough to know I should keep my opinions to myself in this regard. If Tara wanted a kid, then we’d be talking about next steps. How much she wanted me involved. Whether or not we would try for a real retionship to provide a unified front for the baby. For now it was too early to go jumping down that very deep rabbit hole. She took the conversation onwards anyway.

  “And, sure, that was lightning fast, as far as seductions go.” She ughed. “I had expected maybe a dinner date after this, hahah. You’re a good guy though. You’re helping out your parents and your sister, and your sister’s kids, you took this job thinking you were going to lose your kidneys… you stood up to Bke, who is a total doofus. Yeah, I think you were definitely boyfriend material, if not bed sharing buddy material.”

  Again she had just started talking, and never seemed to need to stop.

  “And that dick of yours, whew!” Now it was my turn to throw my head back and bellow ughter. She smirked, then nodded down at my still-nude body. “I don’t know if it was the influence of the gods, or if you’re just really, fracking, big.”

  She gnced back down at it. “I really hope you can use it like that when we’re not emotionally controlled by a magic pnt sex god.”

  I managed a weak ugh. “Yeah, me too.” Did she want to do it again? My body really wasn’t up to the task right now, but it seemed like she was talking farther future.

  “But anyway!” she decred, before getting up and hunting for her clothes. I got up and got dressed as well, definitely ogling her naked body.

  This is Christopher loving his luck and counting his blessings.