Chapter 78: My Character Build Is Going Well (R-18)
As he sucked on one erect nipple, Max quickly decided there was no reason the other one should feel left out.
He switched between them with remarkable dedication, sucking each one hard enough that Zerena’s hand instinctively sped up around his penis.
She could already tell he was close.
Unfortunately...
So could he.
Not wanting to waste what he considered a perfectly good opportunity, Max leaned forward and kissed her.
His tongue immediately pushed into her mouth, clumsy as ever, yet carrying the confidence of a man who firmly believed enthusiasm could compensate for experience.
Zerena let out a muffled moan into the kiss as their tongues met, reluctantly returning it while continuing to stroke him without breaking rhythm.
Meanwhile, Max’s hands remained exactly where they had been for most of the week.
Her breasts.
One hand squeezed while the other shamelessly kneaded the heavy softness before both thumbs wandered back to her nipples again, rolling one between his fingers before giving it another small twist.
"...Mmh..."
Her body jolted immediately.
A second later...
He did it again.
Another jolt.
"Cum..."
She whispered the word against his lips, her voice low and slightly breathless.
"Cum... fast..."
There was no trace of embarrassment anymore. If anything, she deliberately let a faintly seductive note slip into her voice.
Not because she wanted to tease him.
Because she genuinely couldn’t risk dragging this out any longer.
Her body still felt dangerously sensitive from the earlier orgasms. With his penis still in her hand, her imagination kept betraying her, insisting on wondering what it would feel like if it were actually inside her instead.
The thought alone irritated her.
It had been years since she’d last experienced an orgasm.
Now she’d had two in a single afternoon, and apparently her body had decided to remember everything it had been neglecting all those years.
"I... I’m cumming, Aunt..." Max managed between heavier breaths.
His hips began jerking involuntarily as the pressure finally caught up with him.
A small smile spread across Zerena’s face.
"Well..." she murmured, almost sounding amused, "about time."
She guided the head of his penis gently against her stomach, keeping her hand moving in the same steady rhythm while leaning closer until her lips brushed lightly against his ear.
"Cum..."
And how could Max not?
The moment it finally happened, his hips jerked instinctively as warm semen splashed across Zerena’s stomach. She didn’t stop.
If anything, her hand continued its steady rhythm, patiently squeezing out everything he had left. More landed across her lower belly, while a few thicker trails slowly slipped downward, disappearing into her wet pubes.
Only when the last few involuntary twitches faded did she finally slow her hand.
Looking down at the mess covering her stomach, Zerena was strangely calm.
The first time she’d gotten his semen on her...
She’d looked ready to throw both Max and the system into the nearest river.
Now?
There wasn’t even a frown.
She simply stared at it with the tired expression of someone discovering yet another unexpected consequence of doing business with a cursed system.
Max quietly noticed.
’...Progress.’
Or, if the system insisted on naming everything dramatically...
Another successful advancement in Zerena’s corruption.
"...Haaa..."
Max let out a long breath as he sprawled back in his chair, looking thoroughly exhausted.
Ever since noon, he’d been buried in potion-making, and by the time he finally finished the second batch, it was already well past midnight.
Even for a genius, each batch still demanded nearly seven hours of nonstop work.
The good news? Every attempt was becoming faster.
The even better news? The quality kept improving too.
A broad grin spread across his face as he looked toward the dark staircase leading upstairs.
Zerena had already gone to bed after dinner, announcing that she refused to stay awake another minute watching him play pharmacist.
Max couldn’t really blame her.
After all...
The woman had spent the afternoon helping him make potions through a surprisingly efficient combination of orgasms.
Objectively speaking, it had been an incredibly productive day.
And for max...
It had also been one hell of a memorable one.
For tonight, Max knew better than to try anything that might actually wake Zerena up.
Kissing her? Terrible idea. Starting another ridiculous system task? An even worse one. Sleeping while hugging her, though...
Or absentmindedly resting a hand on her breasts?
Yeah... those had quietly become normal enough that nobody would probably lose sleep over them anymore.
Back in his previous life, that would’ve sounded like the sort of fantasy only desperate virgins bragged about on questionable internet forums.
Now? It was somehow part of his evening routine.
Fortunately, Max hadn’t let the recent successes go completely to his head.
Zerena was still Zerena.
The same bossy, sharp-tongued woman who could go from calmly discussing potion profits to slapping him upside the head in the span of a single sentence if he pushed his luck too far.
And after today’s... adventures...
He had absolutely no intention of asking for another panty task anytime soon. Even he knew there were limits.
Well...
Most of the time.
With that in mind, he stayed downstairs a little longer instead of heading up immediately. Opening the system menu, he began scrolling through the upgrade list again. For the moment, his biggest goal had revolved around upgrading his penis.
Mission mostly accomplished.
There were far more interesting things to spend Forbidden Points on now.
"Let’s see..." he muttered as he continued browsing through the endless list of upgrades.
[Upgrade Eyesight: 1,000 Forbidden Points]
[Upgrade Hearing: 1,000 Forbidden Points]
These were probably the best upgrades after his penis.
At least, according to Max’s priorities.
The problem was...
He had no idea how much either of them actually improved.
The last eyesight upgrade had helped, sure, but the difference felt about on par with replacing a pair of cheap knockoff night-vision goggles with slightly less cheap knockoff night-vision goggles.
Better? Definitely.
Life-changing? Not exactly.
As for hearing...
He honestly couldn’t tell if it had improved at all. Nobody randomly walked around testing how well they could hear ants arguing three rooms away. His penis, on the other hand?
That upgrade had come with immediate, highly visible results.
No guesswork.
No scientific measurements.
Just one glance downward and—
’Yep... definitely bigger.’
It was a level of user feedback the other upgrades simply couldn’t compete with.
Still...
There was no point wasting Forbidden Points on upgrades whose effects he couldn’t properly judge.
So, with only a brief look, Max slid past them and continued browsing.