Jill's breaths were sharp, her body shaking under David's firm touch. "Hurry, I can't take much more," she whispered, her voice raw with exhaustion and reluctant pleasure. No fake cries, just the real sound of a woman pushed to her limit. As a tough cop, Jill wasn't used to feeling weak, but two hours of David's wild sex had drained her. She woke that morning angry, knowing she'd been violated. After a tense standoff, David took her again, and now she was hungry and worn out.
David squeezed her full breasts, his voice thick with desire. "I'm close, Jill. You're so beautiful. Being inside you feels amazing." His fingers pressed into her soft skin, enjoying every curve.
"Just finish," Jill said, her tone sharp but unsteady. She didn't know how to face David, this bold man who claimed to love her. She didn't hate him, and that confused her. Women feel things deeply, and even if she didn't love him, his intense devotion stirred something in her. * He's such a jerk, but he's so into me. It's wrong, but it feels good to be wanted like this. *
David pulled his thick cock almost out, leaving just the tip at her wet entrance. Then he thrust back in, his twenty centimeters filling her tight pussy completely, the head hitting her cervix. He moved slowly out, then slammed in again, each stroke steady and strong. His balls slapped against her mound, the wet smack smack smack filling the room. His hands roamed her round breasts, pinching her nipples hard. He leaned in, kissing her flushed cheek, his eyes glancing at the mirror to see her face, lips parted, eyes half-closed, lost in the pleasure of being fucked.
Seeing Jill like that, David's pride grew. * She's mine, and she's loving this. * The sight pushed him closer to release. Sparks shot through his cock, his body aching to finish. "I'm gonna come, Jill. Take it all," he growled, his hips moving fast, unstoppable. The sensitive tip of his cock begged to burst.
Jill bit her lip, her hands gripping David's, still on her breasts. In the mirror, she saw their bodies joined, and a wave of shame hit her. * I'm letting him do this. * But shame turned to desire, and she felt another orgasm building. How many times had she come today? She'd lost count. "Do it," she whispered, barely audible. * I'm such a slut for saying that. *
Her pussy tightened, pulsing as a hot wave of pleasure overwhelmed her. A rush of her juices coated David's cock, and the heat pushed him over the edge. With a final, hard thrust, he buried himself deep, his cock throbbing as he shot thick streams of cum into her womb. Her tight walls squeezed him, each pulse drawing more from his balls. The pleasure built on itself, their bodies locked in a primal cycle, making every sensation stronger.
A warm energy flowed between them, like a current boosting their strength. This was the power of their connection, a kind of mystical dual cultivation. * It's like we're becoming something more, * David thought, amazed by the feeling. They stayed like that, wrapped in the afterglow, for five full minutes.
Jill snapped back to reality, feeling the cum start to leak out. Panic crept in. * Shit, he came so much. * She squirmed, her round ass moving. "David, pull out. You shot too much inside me."
David held her close, his voice soft but firm. "If you get pregnant, I'll take care of you, Jill." He wanted to claim her, to make this strong woman his.
Jill shook her head, her eyes cold. "No. This was a one-time thing. Don't push me, David. You know what happens when I get mad." Her tone was final.
"Alright," David said, pulling out slowly. His cock shone with their mixed fluids, and he felt a surge of satisfaction. "But we're still friends, right? If you need me, just say so."
Jill covered her pussy with one hand, rushing to the bathroom. The door slammed shut, and she turned on the hot water, washing away the evidence. Thick globs of cum stuck to her fingers, and she stared at them, tears welling up. * I let him fuck me, and I liked it. What's wrong with me? *
David grabbed his keys, pulled on his pants, and left. He had things to do. When Jill stepped out of the shower, the apartment was empty. * He's gone. Good. * But a pang of loss hit her. He'd taken her virginity, and now he was just gone. * Typical guy, fucking and leaving. * But she'd told him to go, hadn't she? * God, I'm such a mess. *
Her stomach growled, loud and demanding. Two hours of rough sex had left her starving. As she moved to the kitchen, the door opened. David walked in with a bag of food, locking the door behind him. "Showered already? I got some food. You're hungry, right? There's soup too, it's good for you, helps you recover."
Jill's eyes softened, then hardened again. Her virginity was gone, taken by this man now casually setting out dinner. * He's acting like nothing happened. * "Get out, David. I don't want to see you."
"I'm sorry, Jill. I'll make this right," David said, his heart racing with excitement. * I fucked her, and she's not even that mad. *
Jill sighed, her voice heavy. "I need time to think. Leave before I shoot you."
David kissed her cheek quickly, dropping the keys on the table. "Rest up. I'm gone." He bolted as Jill's glare turned icy.
"Asshole," she muttered, but as the door closed, a small smile tugged at her lips. * He's such a jerk, but he's not all bad. * Her feelings were a tangled mess, impossible to sort out.
David lit a cigarette in his car, pulling up his system interface.
[System: Story System]
[Name: David Stoll]
[Species: Human]
[Strength: 50 | Agility: 50 | Intelligence: 70]
[Skill: Joyful Union Technique - Level 10]
[Effects: +50 Strength, +50 Agility, +50 Intelligence | Base Attack: 75 | Physical Damage Reduction: 0 | Elemental Resistance: 0 | Movement Speed: 110 (+10%)]
[Max Level: 20 | Per Level: +5 Strength, +5 Agility, +5 Intelligence, +5 Base Attack, +1% Movement Speed]
[Points: 2000]
* Holy shit, the Joyful Union Technique leveled up fast. * David grinned. His first time with Jill, both virgins, had boosted the skill. No wonder he'd felt unstoppable during their two-hour session. At the gym, he tested his strength, punching a sandbag so hard it tore. * This is just the start. *
A big plan formed in his mind. He wanted every woman in his grasp, Jill, the sultry Ada, sweet Rebecca, elegant Excella, fierce Claire. But Raccoon City was doomed. In two years, a nuke would destroy it. * I can't build an empire here just to lose it. I need to expand, fast. *
David drove to City Hall, his mind buzzing with a bold idea. He'd team up with Mayor Michael, a greedy, ambitious man who'd do anything to climb higher. The mayor's office was grand, red wine worth thousands sat on a polished desk. Capitalism at its finest.
Michael Warren, a heavy man with a sharp beard and sharper eyes, skipped pleasantries. "You've got two minutes, David. Waste my time, and you're fired by morning." He poured himself a drink, his tone cold.
David sat down, calm. "Umbrella's on top now, but their board's weak. They're into dark stuff, drugs, experiments. If that leaks, even Umbrella can't save you. Don't you want a backup plan, Mayor?"
Michael's hand twitched under the desk, where a gun was holstered. * This kid's got guts. * "Get to the point."
"We make our own money, no Umbrella. I want cash. You want cash and power. I've got connections, you've got influence. Together, we win." David slid a photo across the desk. "Your mistress is cheating and hiding proof of your Umbrella deals."
Michael slammed his glass down, anger in his eyes. "Who the hell are you?"
"Like you, I work for Umbrella. Their lab outside town, you know about it. Raccoon City's just their playground. If this place goes down, you're screwed." David leaned back, smirking. * I've got him. *
Michael's jaw tightened. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Three years ago, Arklay Mountains hospital. Umbrella tested drugs there, turned patients into flesh-eating monsters. They shut it down, buried it. I'm not here to scare you, Michael. I'm here to deal." David leaned forward, voice steady.
Michael's hand shook as he poured another drink, sliding it to David. "What's your plan?"
"Smuggling. I'll get cheap cars, you clear them through customs. Cars are just the start, other goods too. A car costs five grand, sells for fifty. Big profit." David's eyes shone.
"That's small change," Michael scoffed.
"I'll take out Raccoon City's gangs. They're outsiders, no Umbrella ties. Give me a week, I'll own them. Parking fees, saunas, arcades, protection rackets, we'll pull in a billion a month. Then we expand to other cities. I've got friends who can make weapons, sell them high." David's voice was eager with ambition.
Michael's greed sparked. * This could work. * "You know what I want."
"More power. My crew grows, I'll deliver votes. Mayor's just your start, governor, senator, hell, president's not out of reach." David's grin was sharp. * We both get what we want. *