Ultra-Level Weeb: Rise in an Awakened World

Chapter 112: A Little More Perverted (R-18)

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Zerena had already figured out how to make the system generate more quests for her. She just needed to do things even more perverted than what they’d already done. At this point, apparently, her dignity had become less of a boundary and more of a quest requirement.

"Once the quest is finished—or expires—we need to hurry and get a new one before the system decides to come up with something else," Max explained. He didn’t bother going into the details of exactly how they got new quests.

There was really no need. Zerena already knew enough about that part.

The System’s first task had started innocently enough—just fondling her breasts.

Then came kissing.

After that, somehow, he’d moved on to her armpits.

And from there, things had steadily spiraled out of control, eventually costing Zerena a few pairs of ruined panties along the way.

Now...

They’d somehow ended up here, With Max’s penis brushing against her bare vagina.

She had no idea how much longer she could keep postponing the inevitable.

The System had started with the least perverted things imaginable, but somehow every new quest had pushed them another step closer to the one thing Zerena had been desperately trying to avoid: actual sex.

So far, she’d managed to keep kicking that particular problem down the road. As she’d already decided, they would simply finish the current quests first. Then, once they were done, they’d figure out how to manipulate the System into giving them new ones.

’Let’s finish these quests first...’ she’d told herself. ’Then we’ll work on making new ones appear.’ It sounded like a reasonable plan.

At least until Max opened his mouth.

"Why don’t we do both at the same time...?" Max’s suggestion came out sounding slightly breathless. His hips had already begun moving faster, and the quiet room was filling with the unmistakable sounds of his body colliding with Zerena’s butt.

"Nghh... how?" Zerena asked between shaky moans.

Her fingers moved faster, trying to bring Max to his climax as quickly as possible. She barely paid attention to how dangerously close they’d gotten, with his penis repeatedly sliding against her folds without actually entering her.

Normally, she would’ve been far more conscious of that. Right now, however, her mind was occupied with something else entirely.

The System.

More specifically, how the hell she was going to stop it from deciding that Max needed to complete his next quests with someone other than her. Even while her body reacted to every movement, that thought refused to leave her mind.

’There has to be a way...’

She couldn’t let some random woman become the target of his next quest.

"Mm... let me finish this first..." Max muttered with a low grunt.

He continued kissing her, pushing his tongue into her mouth until Zerena instinctively sucked on it, moaning against his lips like she had countless times before.

Then—

She felt warmth splash across her fingers.

Max’s breathing turned ragged as he finally reached his climax, while Zerena instinctively squeezed her thighs tighter around him.

With one final jerk, Max released everything at once.

He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling as the last of his climax spilled out between them. Zerena could feel the warmth against her folds as he kept himself pressed there for another moment.

Once Max was finally done, Zerena stared down at her semen-covered fingers with an expression of pure disgust.

’...I really need to start questioning my life choices.’

Unfortunately, Max apparently wasn’t finished making a mess.

A few more drops escaped, and Zerena instinctively stroked his penis again, trying to get the last of it out. Before long, her hands were an even bigger disaster.

When she finally decided there was more than enough, Max still didn’t stop her. He simply let her continue for another moment, looking far too comfortable with the entire situation.

Then, as though none of this had happened at all, he glanced at her.

"Where were we?"

"You were explaining how to trigger a new quest while we’re still working through the current ones..." Zerena reminded him.

She kept Max pressed against her, his presence between her folds strangely soothing despite the ridiculous situation they’d somehow ended up in.

"Oh, yeah..." Max said.

His hands immediately wandered back toward her breasts, because apparently his brain had a strict policy against leaving them alone for more than thirty seconds.

"Well, for that, we need to do something unexpected. Something especially perverted..."

Zerena stared at him.

Her expression slowly shifted from confusion to disbelief.

"This isn’t perverted enough?"

She raised one thigh, deliberately displaying the mess they’d just made. A thin strand of semen still stretched between her thigh and Max’s penis, which was itself still smeared with the evidence of their latest System-related stupidity.

She looked back at him.

"it is..." max nodded with smile, "but the quest is already about it so we need something extra pervert....like what licking you finger covered in my cum..."

"That’s disgusting..." Zerena muttered, staring at her hand.

It was covered in Max’s semen, still warm and annoyingly sticky. When she moved her fingers, thin strings stretched between them before slowly breaking apart.

She stared at the mess for another second.

Yet somehow, after everything she’d already done with Max, this didn’t even feel like the strangest thing she’d encountered recently.

He’d already licked her armpits, even her vagina. Compared to those things, this was practically tame.

Zerena sighed.

"I can try..."

If Max could casually do all sorts of ridiculous things to her without complaining, surely she could endure this much.

Besides, if this really could trigger another System quest, it might solve the problem she’d been worrying about.

And, more importantly...

’Hopefully it’ll make the System choose me again.’

That thought made the whole disgusting situation considerably easier to tolerate.

Max’s grin widened as Zerena reluctantly brought her hand closer.

She gave her palm a cautious lick, only to immediately pull her tongue back as though she’d just touched something far hotter than expected.

Max blinked.

Then he laughed.

"That little lick isn’t going to do it," he said, sounding far too amused by her expression. "Come on. Give it a proper lick."