by Dante King
“Tell me what you are,” I demanded, putting a hand on the back of her neck as I pumped madly between her thighs. The pleasure built and built inside of both of us, surging at the same speed as if the two of us had become the same person. It became utterly unbearable, our bodies crying out for release.
“I’m your whore!” Anna screamed. Her nails raked the wall, gouging deep gashes into the wood. “Fuck me, Eric, I’m your whooore! Oh fuck, please come inside of me please!”
The Black Core quivered inside of me as the familiar rush began to build. Strangely, something rattled inside of my Core, like the ball inside a bottle of spray paint. The sensation was so strange that it took me out of the experience for a moment, made me push my hand to my side. What was that?
A golden glow erupted from my side. The Beast Core! Whatever sex magic Anna and I were in the middle of performing, it was transforming the Core that Hazel gave me. Purifying it. The strange feeling of food stuck in my gut was gone, replaced by a pleasure so pure and sweet it was hard to hold myself back from the brink.
Anna clearly didn’t want me to hold myself back. She glanced over her shoulder at me, grinning, and suddenly everything between her legs tightened. I cried out with bliss as her inner walls gripped me, moving in ways no ordinary woman’s pussy ever had before.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I managed to gasp. “Holy shit, that’s amazing!”
“I’m not sure,” Anna confessed with a guilty grin. “This Mana stuff… I just kind of started slamming it between my legs. Is it making you feel good, baby?”
Was it making me feel good…? Holy shit! Waves of intense, tingling heat spread through my cock as Anna’s pussy worked its magic, its ridges gripping and stroking me even as she provided me an eager hole for my thrusts. Words failed me—but the intense, guttural cry that left me as I wrapped my hands around Anna’s hips and buried myself as hard as I could inside her told her everything she needed to know.
“I can feel it too,” she panted. She arched her back so tightly she could nearly lean over and kiss me, her spine a perfect ‘U’. “I feel everything you’re feeling, Eric! It’s so fucking wild! Try it!”
For a moment, the necessary magic eluded me. Then I reached out and absorbed some of the glowing aura around me, shunting it into my cock. It swelled up instantly, filling every crevice of Anna’s tight channel. Ridges of my own exploded along the sides, tight and high to drive her absolutely out of her mind with every thrust.
Anna nearly came apart around me. Her pussy boiled over, wetness coating her thighs as she slammed her hips back on me. There was no way Hazel could still be asleep in all this—it’d be like napping as a jet engine took off. Yet she didn’t try to peel back the curtain. Maybe she was afraid of what we’d do to her.
On the next thrust, Anna screamed—but only for a moment. I clamped my hand over her mouth, stifling the noise, then in an impulse I didn’t fully understand, blocked her nostrils as well. Anna’s eyes widened as I cut off her air supply, her eyes rolling back in her head. Fuck yes, I thought, something dark and primal rolling through me. That’s so hot.
I held her just like that almost to the point of her passing out, then let her go. Instead of the gasps I expected, Anna grabbed my hand and forced it back over her mouth. Apparently she couldn’t pass out—just like with our injuries, the magic kept healing her over and over again at the point of unconsciousness. Leaving her in that perfect state of asphyxiation, riding the intense high of getting zero air and all of my cock.
She was loving this. I was loving this. Neither of us had ever experienced anything so intense before. I’d never been so dominant, and Anna had never been such a shameless whore, yet we each slipped into our roles like we had been born to play them. I wouldn’t call it love, exactly—yet I knew Anna more intimately than any man knew his wife.
I didn’t need to tell her I was about to come. She could feel it, just as I could feel her own climax approaching. We worked each other to an Everest-sized peak, then jumped off together.
The hand over her mouth wrapped around her throat as the orgasm washed over me, squeezing so hard a normal woman would have had her windpipe crushed. Anna groaned with delight, her own climax triggering at the same moment. Mana surged through both of our bodies, concentrating at the point where the two of us met. My cock jerked against her core as I erupted, filling her pussy with thick ropes of hot, voluminous seed. I couldn’t see them, but somehow I knew they glowed as well, filled with this strange energy that animated us both.
Anna’s pussy clenched around me as I shot, literally milking my cock dry. Her inner muscles sucked in my load, pulling all of it deep into her womb where it belonged. She locked eyes with me over my shoulder then kissed me hard, our tongues entwining as I pumped her fertile pussy to the brim with my rich, virile cream.
Our entire lives had led up to this moment. Nothing could ever match this peak again—we’d reached the zenith of human experience, a pleasure most mortals could never hope to grasp. Little flickers of love and devotion showed on Anna’s face as her sex contracted around me, drawing out the last few jets of seed from my balls.
Then the Core inside of me wobbled, and the world exploded.
A golden glow lit up the cabin like a fucking supernova, brighter than a thousand suns. It blinded both of us, but the cries that left our lips were not of pain but pleasure. Such pleasure! It built and built, beyond orgasms or even multiple orgasms. It ripped away my senses, leaving nothing but the feeling of Anna’s soft perfect body all over mine as a tidal wave of pleasure destroyed me.
Galaxies swam in my vision. Inside that wave of toe-curling pleasure, I saw things no Earthly man had ever laid eyes on. It was like the curtain had been drawn back on reality, showing me the true name of the universe. The music of the spheres, the beauty of the heavenly court, golden cities filled with molten rivers of liquid diamonds—all of them cascaded through my brain, like a lifetime’s worth of dreams experienced in one searing moment. I rode it like the apex of a rollercoaster, dimly remembering that Anna had never allowed herself to ride one before.
She’d wanted to be safe.
There was nothing safe about the veritable geyser of seed I pumped into her as we came down from the incredible vision. It should have been impossible for my body to produce a single drop of sperm after that amazing fucking, yet it flowed and flowed until I wondered if the orgasmic pleasure would ever end. Anna ground herself on me again and again as we both came down from our peaks, intent on getting every bit of my essence inside of her that she could.
Finally, we collapsed, utterly exhausted. Anna lay on her back across the bed, with my on top of her, my cock still inside of her. Both of us felt reluctant to pull back. My head rested against her sweat-covered breasts for long moments, the two of us basking in each other’s presence as we recovered.
When my eyes finally opened, words floated in the air above the foot of the bed:
Marsh Croc Beast Core Absorbed Using Dual Cultivation!
Comprehension of Wood Increased!
Initiating Memorize Stage (Level 1: Gust)
Memorize Stage reached 80% (Level 1: Gust)
Initiating Memorize Stage (Level 1: Blossom)
Memorize Stage reached 10% (Level 1: Blossom)
I stared at the words, too stoned from the pleasure to make much sense of them. Next to me, Anna let out a raunchy giggle. “Oh yeah,” she panted, giving my ass a hearty slap. “I definitely comprehend ‘wood’ a whole lot better after all that.”
She hugged me tight, then pulled off of me with a little groan. The two of us lay together beneath the covers, naked and spent. For a while, we just let our hands roam over each other’s bodies, laughing in the joy of discovery like newborns. Eventually, though, we had to return to the real world.
“Did you get more powerful, too?” I asked. Anna lay on her side, the covers bunched up around her waist. I spooned her from the back, my arm against the undersides of her breasts. “I heard you
make that crack about wood…”
“Mmh hmm,” Anna said, brushing her hair out of my face. It was still sweaty, and she’d rather put her warm face against mine. “I’ve grown more powerful in the Memorize stage of Gust. Level One, of course. I’m at 40%.”
“I hit 80% in that,” I confided with a grin. “Plus I started Memorizing a new ability. Something called ‘Blossom’. Only 10% Memorization in that, though.”
Anna looked interested. “Any idea what that might be?”
I shrugged. After that good, hard fucking, I felt like I could sleep for a week. “No clue.”
“Maybe you should try and cast it,” Anna said. “Assuming it’s not too destructive, of course.”
That sounded like a good idea. I doubted anything called Blossom could really cause that much damage—unless it wore a blue skirt and beat up bad guys on Cartoon Network. Leaning over the side of the bed, I put a finger on a bare patch of dirt between two floorboards and concentrated. Something inside me said that was the right way to do it.
I felt... something pass from my finger into the ground. A few moments later, a tiny sapling sprouted from the dirt, pushing the gap between the two floorboards a little wider.
“Holy shit,” I said, staring at it with wonder. “Apparently I can make plants grow.”
“You’ve got a green thumb,” Anna grinned, wrapping her arms around me from behind. “Maybe you can be my sexy gardener.”
I cocked an eyebrow. “A sexy gardener?”
Spots of color rose to Anna’s cheeks. “Hey, I always kind of had a crush on the guy from Harvest Moon. Don’t tease me!”
My hands went to her sides, pulling her naked body against mine. “You try your spell,” I laughed, watching her try to wriggle out of my grip. “Come on, Gust me! Knock me into a tree like that bastard crocodile.”
Anna threw her hands up and cast the spell. Wind leapt over my bare chest, rattling the curtain in the center of the cabin, yet in truth not much more than a light breeze left the blonde.
“I guess it’s not too powerful,” Anna said with a shrug. “But it’ll be handy if I’m taking a selfie and need to go for that ‘wind-swept’ look.”
I didn’t think Anna would have much chance to take selfies in this strange new world, but I wasn’t about to harsh her buzz. “It’ll probably get more powerful the more you increase your Comprehension of Wood,” I said, holding her. “In fact, I’m pretty sure increasing the Memorization percentage gets us better at Elemental Mastery. I could make a Gust right now that would probably knock this shack down like something out of The Three Little Pigs.”
A smile spread across Anna’s face. “Shit, don’t do that,” she teased, glancing at the curtain. “You’ll wake Hazel up. I’m amazed she’s not up already…”
Both of us trailed off, staring at each other. We didn’t need to talk to know exactly what the other person was thinking. Anna struggled to keep a straight face, suppressing laughter as we both realized the truth.
“I know,” I said, finding it hard to keep from laughing myself. “This is so totally fucking crazy. I feel like it’s too good to be true. Like I’ve hit the lottery.”
“We get to have insanely hot sex,” Anna said, overcome by her giggles. “Then, that sex makes us more powerful. Jeez, maybe Eliezer’s not such a bastard after all…”
“He might be the Peak Supreme God or whatever,” I said, grabbing Anna’s ass, “but he was wrong about one thing for sure. Girls are not a distraction from the Eternal Dao. This is what’s going to power us both up, babe. We’re gonna get the edge we need to succeed in this world, and we’re gonna have so much fucking fun doing it—”
I let out a pained yelp. Anna raked my chest with her nails, leaving a shallow gash. A droplet of blood oozed from the cut. Thankfully her nails had gone back to normal after her orgasm, otherwise I’d have needed stitches.
“What the fuck was that for?” I asked.
Anna looked stricken. “I... I thought it would heal,” she said, staring at the tiny wound. “Like when I dug my nails into your back.”
“Or when you bit me,” I added.
Anna nibbled her bottom lip. “Or that,” she said, her cheeks growing flushed again. “I guess the healing magic only happens when we’re fucking. Good to know.”
I fingered the cut. “Hmm, I’m not sure. Maybe you should give me a quick BJ and see if this thing heals itself…”
Anna rolled her eyes, then nibbled at my shoulder. This time she was much more gentle—I liked that kind of biting a lot more.
“I’m serious,” I laughed, rolling with her in the sheets. “You’ve wounded me, Anna! I won’t be back to full fighting strength unless we get each other off again!”
A cough echoed through the cabin.
Anna and I froze. My girlfriend looked like someone who’d just gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “Oh shit,” she whispered, grabbing the edge of the covers and pulling it up over her head. “Hide me…!”
The side of the curtain retracted. Hazel had awoken—honestly, she’d probably been up for the whole thing with Anna and I. She just hadn’t intruded until now. She pulled back the curtain and closed it behind her, crossing her arms beneath her breasts as she stared me down.
Before I could say a word, Anna let out a squeal and shot across the bed. Unfortunately, she still had the covers wrapped around her shoulders—which meant that as she moved, the blanket moved with her. In a flash, I was naked, laying across the mattress with my cock flopping against my thigh, covered in Anna’s juices. Hazel’s face went white as a sheet.
“You woke me,” Hazel drawled, pointedly avoiding looking at my cock.
Anna’s head popped out of the sheets. “Sorry,” she whispered—although whether this was to Hazel for waking her or to me for leaving me naked, I wasn’t sure. Maybe both.
Hazel shrugged, as if to say she’d expected this to happen. “You purified your Beast Core,” she said, staring at me with a flat expression. “While you were copulating.”
Copulating wasn’t what I would have called it, but I wasn’t about to argue. “Yeah,” I said, clearing my throat. I sat up, grabbed the side of the covers, and tugged them over my junk. Now I was just mostly naked instead of totally naked. “I didn’t really know what I was doing. It just kinda happened.”
Hazel nodded. “If what I overheard from the two of you is true, then this is a thing rare indeed. Much like your Black Core, the art of Dual Cultivation is only spoken of in whispers, a relic of a bygone era.”
“Dual Cultivation,” I repeated, remembering the words floating over the foot of my bed. “Yeah, that’s what Anna and I did. Together.”
Hazel gave me an awkward look. “Yes,” she said. “It’s a kind of... sex magic.”
Anna’s ears perked up. “So it’s true, then? When Eric and I fuck, we get more powerful?”
Hazel winced at the word fuck. “Dual Cultivation has many purposes,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “But to put it crudely... yes. Yes, you will.”
Anna gasped. “That is so awesome!”
Hazel reached into her robe and tossed something to me. It took a moment to realize it was a handkerchief: a balled up bit of soft, white fabric. “You should clean that blood,” she said.
“You want this back?” I asked after I wiped at the cut.
“You can keep it,” Hazel said, pursing her lips. “Oh, and one other thing. As I’m sure you’ve discovered, many things are enhanced during Dual Cultivation: your senses, your pleasure—and your healing.”
“Yeah, Anna kinda tore me up in the sack,” I said, grinning at my girlfriend. “I didn’t know you liked it so rough…”
“Please,” Hazel said, holding up a hand for me to stop. “Enough. What you experience during Dual Cultivation is temporary—what you do during that state is unlikely to be mirrored outside of the... intimate moment you’re sharing with your partner. So if you wish to harm yourself in order to increase your knowledge, I’d recommend you constr
ain yourself to doing it while you are copulating.”
“Intimate moment?” Anna held her hand over her mouth, stifling a laugh. It reminded me so much of the way I’d clapped my hand over her mouth and nose during sex that a surge of lust passed through me. “Copulation? You know you can say words like ‘sex’ and ‘fucking’, right? You’re a full-grown adult, Hazel—we don’t need to tiptoe around the subject!”
“It’s totally natural,” I agreed, wrapping a hand around Anna’s waist. “Not to mention fun.”
“If you wanted us to stop,” Anna said, a teasing lilt entering her tone, “you could have pulled back the curtains and drawn that nifty sword of yours. But you didn’t—instead, you sat behind that curtain and listened to us get off.” Her eyes narrowed in exactly the same way as Hazel’s. “Did you like it, Hazel?” she purred in a sultry whisper. “Did it make you wish you were in this bed with us, taking Eric’s magic cock?”
Hazel went taut as a bow. I could tell she just barely managed to hold onto her anger—yet with my new skills of perception, I felt something even deeper beneath the rage. Arousal. So Anna had struck the mark after all…
“We should speak no more of this,” Hazel said, pulling back the curtain. “And please—no more copulating in the night. At least one of us should have sufficient sleep for tomorrow’s efforts.”
The curtain slammed shut. Anna pouted in my arms. “We won’t copulate,” she purred, rolling her eyes, “but I can’t guarantee we won’t fuck.”
“Better not,” I whispered, shaking my head. “Don’t antagonize her. You shook her tonight.”
Anna peered into my eyes. “Did I? Maybe she deserves it for being a little prude. Besides, I’ve seen the way she looks at you.” A yawn escaped her lips, and she snuggled up against me. “I’m beat. Hold me, Eric. Let’s catch some Z’s.”
As she collapsed into my arms, I felt a weight settle on my eyelids. Within moments, I was out like a light, one thought following me down into the darkness:
