Chapter 114: Masturbating with penis (R-18)
"Mm..."
Zerena had unconsciously started making soft sounds while sucking on her fingers—the same fingers she’d just used to gather Max’s semen from her thighs.
By the sixth time he’d finished between them, the two of them had become so ridiculously sticky that Zerena was starting to feel like she’d been dipped in glue.
Every time she stuck a finger between her thighs, it seemed to cling there for a second before reluctantly letting go. And whenever she tried spreading her thighs apart, the sticky mess seemed determined to glue them back together, as though someone had decided her crotch needed to be sealed shut with industrial-strength adhesive.
Aside from how disgusting it was, the sound was somehow even worse.
Every time Zerena moved, it made a wet, sticky noise that reminded her of Velcro being pulled apart—if someone had soaked the Velcro first and then decided to make it ten times more unpleasant.
With Max’s penis still pressed between her thighs, the situation had somehow become almost comfortable. Unfortunately, her body had apparently decided to contribute to the problem as well.
She’d already orgasmed twice—once while masturbating and once when Max had been rubbing himself against her. Thankfully, she still hadn’t started squirting.
She glanced at Max before asking, "With this, you’ll be able to make at least three more batches, right?"
Max nodded, keeping her hugged tightly against him.
"Yeah. And once you’re done, four should be easy."
"...Sigh."
Zerena let out another tired sigh as she raised her thighs and carefully spread them apart.
A ridiculous number of sticky strands stretched between them before slowly snapping one after another. At this point, her thighs and Max’s penis seemed less like separate body parts and more like they’d accidentally been glued together by someone with absolutely no idea when to stop.
She stared down at the mess with pure disgust.
’We’ve seriously made quite a mess of my thighs today...’
It was almost impressive.
Almost.
Unfortunately, she was far too tired to appreciate the achievement.
Zerena finally pushed herself upright and began wiping her thighs with tissues.
"Let’s stop for today..."
Max was perfectly fine with stopping.
Well...
Mostly.
He’d already gotten what they needed from the current quest, but there was one thing he still wanted to see—Zerena’s reaction from a different angle.
"It’s just one more, Aunt," he said, trying to sound reasonable. "And we can try to trigger another quest again."
Zerena was already sitting up, clearly ready to call it a day, but Max kept his arms around her waist, gently squeezing her as though persistence might somehow change her mind.
She gave him an irritated look.
"What do you have in mind this time?"
A mischievous smirk immediately appeared on Max’s face.
He shifted slightly, turning so his still-partially-limp penis was visible. Considering he’d only finished a few minutes ago, it hadn’t exactly recovered enough to cooperate fully yet.
"Try masturbating with my penis?"
"Do what now?" she asked, looking both confused and slightly weirded out as her eyes drifted toward him.
"The quest only says you have to orgasm while masturbating," Max explained. "So you can just use it instead."
He quickly added, "I’m not saying you have to put it inside. Just rub yourself against it. If we’re lucky, it’ll be perverted enough to trigger another quest."
She gave him an amused look.
An amused look that somehow still managed to feel like a glare.
"I’m starting to wonder whether it’s really the System coming up with these quests..." she said, narrowing her eyes at him, "...or you."
Max let out a slightly nervous chuckle.
"Of course it’s the System..."
"Hmm."
Zerena’s expression remained suspicious.
"Well, it certainly seems to have chosen a rather compatible master for its depraved little hobbies."
She shifted closer, settling herself over him with her knees braced around his waist. Her hand closed around him as she looked down for a moment, studying him with an expression somewhere between amusement and disbelief.
"You match its perverted tastes surprisingly well," she added dryly. "You’re only missing a little before the two of you can claim equal standing."
Max smirked as he watched her position him against herself, lining him up with her folds before pressing down.
"Nghhh..."
Zerena shivered at the sudden warmth. Almost immediately, he began hardening beneath her, making her expression tighten with a mixture of embarrassment and disbelief.
She swallowed before asking in a slightly shaky voice,
"So... I just have to grind against it, right?"
"Just do whatever feels right..." Max said.
He placed his hands around her waist, giving her a gentle squeeze as he took in the view from this angle.
Zerena’s figure looked even more exaggerated from above. Her breasts hung low enough to rest just above her navel, making them easy for him to reach. Even her arms had that same soft, curvy fullness as the rest of her body.
Her waist, however, looked surprisingly narrow.
It wasn’t because she spent hours training it or had some perfectly sculpted figure. Quite the opposite.
There were still a few soft folds around her middle.
Her waist only looked thin because her hips and chest were so absurdly large that they made everything between them seem smaller by comparison.
In reality, it was still a full, soft waist.
Just one caught between two frankly ridiculous proportions.
Max liked the way her belly looked from this angle, soft and full with a few natural folds here and there. It wasn’t perfectly flat or sculpted, but that was exactly what he liked about it. There was just enough softness to make her look warm and comfortable rather than overly polished.
That softness continued down to her thighs. They were broad, heavy, and still held a surprisingly attractive shape despite their size. Combined with her slightly messy hair, the bun she’d tied earlier now partially unraveling around her face, Zerena looked even hotter than usual.
Then his attention dropped lower.
As she continued grinding against him, her folds spread around his penis with each movement, leaving him slick with her wetness. The sight alone was enough to make Max’s grin widen.