Descend- Bursting Out: A litrpg adventure

by David Burke

  Jay was wondering now what Amelia had agreed to and for Trina of all people. He decided that the best course of action now was just to keep his eyes closed and see if they were really willing to interrupt him in order to discuss whatever was on their minds.

  “I already said thank you. I meant it too.”

  “Well let’s see if you can make Huong proud.”

  “And if I can? Then he will accept me?”

  “I can’t promise you that, but I told you I will support you and so to the rest.”

  Jay’s mind was definitely racing now. He thought he knew where this was headed but didn’t want to spoil it by moving now. A moment later his suspicion and inner hope was confirmed as he felt delicate hands against his thighs. Well to be fair all the girls’ hands were delicate to him now at over eight feet tall and proportioned in a way to make Schwarzenegger jealous.

  Those same hands were soon undoing the tie on his pants. Still he didn’t move. Their thoughts were coming too fast and oddly like they were whispered. He couldn’t make them out but knew that there was a feverish exchange going on between them. Then that worry was lost as his pants were yanked down.

  The crazy thing was that with his denser bones and muscles he had to weigh close to a thousand pounds, yet those delicate hands yanked his pants down seemingly without any difficulty. It was a good reminder that while he was proportionally stronger than any of the girls they were all still quite strong.

  All those extra neurons that he created told him that even the weaker of the two, Trina, should still be able to bench press twelve tons. Why that mattered was anyone’s guess but his mind still went there. At least until he felt the warmth of soft hands through his underwear. It was taking everything that he had to not open his eyes or show a response.

  Of course little Jay wasn’t nearly as subtle. He was already responding and as his underwear was yanked down, Jay heard the sound that every guy wants to hear in a moment like that, a gasp of shock. They must have been doing something because he was still getting interference when he tried to hear their thoughts but he did receive one thought clearly.

  “I know you said it was big, but god.”

  Those same soft warm hands were now stroking him. All pretense was gone as his member swelled to its full size in those enticing hands. Jay didn’t resist and just sat back free to focus on controlling his breathing as he let Trina touch him. Amelia’s presence was all the permission he needed. If his wives were okay with this, who was he to fight it.

  Trina had proven herself time and time again, making up for her initial missteps. More than that, after waking from his bout of amnesia, Jay didn’t want to be controlled by his past. A part of that meant letting go of the feelings of rejection he had experienced from her back on Earth. The reality was that neither of them were the same people and he owed it to her and frankly to himself to respond based on their new lives.

  Thought started to slip away from him though as her hands began pumping more insistently at him. He could feel both her hands on his shaft working it up and down, moving the skin from the base to the top of his member and then back down again. She wasn’t a slouch when it came to the effort and Jay was definitely beginning to appreciate it.

  Then he felt warm breath on his neck. Amelia had snuck around behind the chair while his focus was… well otherwise occupied. Despite the personal aspect of telepathy which literally put the words in your mind, there still wasn’t anything as sexy as hearing a soft, throaty whisper in your ear, and Amelia had definitely mastered that.

  “Shhh… I know you're awake. Jessie and Meikiyo will keep watch outside and I’ve blacked out the windows of the conference room. So it’s just us. Sit back and enjoy. All your wives give their blessing for this.”

  All Jay could think was, “God, it’s good to be the king,”

  But even that thought was ripped from his mind as he felt the hands loosen up. One slid down and cupped his heavy balls. That reminded him. He had never adjusted it. His sperm was still sterile, which he didn’t figure would be a problem but he was also producing a much larger than normal quantity. He hoped that wouldn’t be a problem but then said what the heck.

  The tongue that ran sensuously up the underside of his shaft from base to tip ensured that. Another hand ran up under his shirt and was absently playing with hair on his chest as soft lips wrapped around his head. A slow, soft suction combined with a playful tongue was already raising his level of excitement.

  The swirling action gave way to the gentle suction which in turn gave way to a bobbing motion. Those lips that he had stared at so many times were perfectly sealed around him and the very realization that he was in Trina’s mouth was almost enough to make him lose it.

  She must have felt his excitement as she started working him more intently. He figured now was the best time to “wake up”. As delightful as this was, he wanted more from her. Actually he wanted more from both of them.

  Jay reached his hand down and cupped the side of her face. He looked down at her and that almost turned into a huge mistake. Seeing Trina’s eyes looking back up at him bashfully made him shudder. It was like she was checking to make sure what she was doing was okay, as her full, beautiful lips were wrapped around his cock. The effect drove him to the edge.

  Involuntarily his hips bucked and she went from having a playful couple of inches in her mouth to gagging on more than half a dozen in an instant. Trina didn’t miss a beat though. She gurgled out a muffled, “Ohhh.” But she kept sucking all the same.

  He needed to make his desires known more clearly, so he said, “I want you.”

  She pulled her mouth away and asked, “You want this or you want me?”

  Jay almost blurted out that he wanted her, but he realized it was a valid question asked from a place of insecurity. She deserved a better answer than one from a guy who would say anything to get off in that moment. So he paused and pulled her up to him.

  He lifted her up onto his lap and brushed her long dark hair out of her eyes. Jay looked deeply into those dark pools and remembered how easy it was to get lost in them. “There were only ever three things that stood between us. I’ve always wanted this, on Earth and here now just the same. But I needed to trust you. You needed to trust me and my wives had to accept you.”

  She stared back at him and started to speak but he held his finger up to her lips to shush her. “Amelia has assured me their consent is no longer an issue. I have come to know that I can trust you. It wasn’t easy and maybe I took longer to come around than I should have, but I wanted to be sure that this wasn’t just the fulfillment of some old crush. You had the will to wait all this time, how could I not owe you the same diligence.

  So now the only question is, do you trust me, Trina?”

  “Of course I trust you. I’ve been trying to say that for months now. You have proven yourself to be a great leader. You care…” Trina began till Jay interrupted her again.

  “That isn’t what I’m asking you. I’m not asking if you trust me as a leader. I’m not asking if you trust me to fight for you. If that is all you want, then we can still do this. You are part of Team Jay. Heck if that was all you wanted we could have done this a long time ago. But you have made it clear that you want something more. No, that you expect something more if we are going to do this.

  I respect that about you, but wasn’t in a place to give it to you and I wasn’t going to make false commitments. So, I’m asking you again, do you trust me? Do you trust me with your heart? Do you trust me enough to give yourself to me even without a promise of marriage? Can you sense through the fusion how I feel about you?”

  Just as he had before, she did him the courtesy of not blurting out a response instantaneously. He didn’t take it as a sign of uncertainty on her part, instead he took it as a sign of just how seriously she took this. And that was good, because he wanted her for his seventh wife, but he had to know that she truly trusted him.

  He thought she did. He could feel it echoing
through their connection, but that wasn’t the same as hearing the words. He needed to know that she had processed it fully and come to an answer, as much for herself as for him. She was the only one of his women that he had baggage with and so this had to be handled properly.

  Finally she breathed out and then said, “Yes. I trust you to shelter my heart and I want you to have my body.”

  “I will, but if you are going to truly be a part of this fusion it is probably best that you learn that there are more parts to this than just you and me,” Jay said.

  She looked at him with a raised eyebrow but he only grinned and didn’t expound upon what he meant by that. It was okay though because he saw the determination in her eyes again and felt the shift in her when she decided to try and take control again.

  Jay smiled as she stepped back off of his lap. Then she began to do something he would have once upon a time killed for. She peeled her top off. She must have already taken her B.O.B. armor off because she only had a halter top and a pair of jeans on. He realized she wasn’t even wearing shoes.

  When the top came off her perfect breasts were exposed.The caramel of her skin was so sexy and he longed to see it next to the light tone of Amelia’s. They would be perfect together and he knew it, but didn’t want to push too fast.

  As she turned to face away from him, he enjoyed the way she started to shimmy out of her jeans. Every inch she pulled them down revealed more of her delicious form. Her neatly trimmed pussy was exposed to his eyes and he couldn’t decide if he wanted to taste it or feel it wrapped around him more so he decided to leave it up to her.

  Once she had stepped out of her jeans completely she whirled around and stood there for a moment in all her glory. His eyes feasted upon her form, the full breasts, toned tummy and hips that cried out to be used as handles. Then she moved towards him again as she straddled his lap and locked her legs around him by sliding them through the space under the arms of the chair he was sitting in. She was good and truly spread over him.

  Jay felt her wetness against him and then the way she started to move her hips against him. She moaned out, “God, I’ve needed you for months. My fingers can’t carry me anymore. I need you inside me.”

  He slid his hands forward to grab that shapely ass but she slapped them away. She shook her finger in front of his face, “Oh no, I’ve had to wait for months, you can wait a few minutes. I don’t want it to end too quickly.”

  “Don’t worry I will go for as long as you are hungry for more.”

  “Better make sure you can keep up then because I’ve got a huge appetite.” Then as she spoke she impaled herself on him. Her sultry words became a squeal of pleasure as she moaned out, “Oh goddd, finally.”

  For Jay’s part he knew the wait had been worth it. Her body was already quivering and he wasn’t even buried all the way in. She was gonna lose it fast and he didn’t mind. Her hips rocked on him as her breasts pressed against his chest and her lips smothered his mouth.

  As he thrust up to shove the last inch of himself into her; he timed it to happen just as his tongue entered her mouth and his fingers grazed the tips of her nipples. The resulting shudder ripped through her as she orgasmed deep from the core of her being.

  Normally, Jay would have held back but he knew how powerful it could be to orgasm together and he now had absolute confidence in his ability to go as many times as needed. So with reckless abandon he let himself release into her. That tight pussy was soon being filled to capacity and beyond by his larger than normal load. He kept thrusting while instinct took over and even though he was shooting blanks at the moment his drive still compelled him to try to push his deposit as deeply into her as possible.

  Trina certainly didn’t mind as she trembled from one orgasm to the next moaning the whole time. “Yess, fucck yess. Fill meee up. Goddd I want you in mee. Godd moree.” She was likely carried away in part by her own long pent up release but also by experiencing sex through the fusion.

  For Jay now there simply was no other way to fully enjoy sex. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy the non-fused girls. It was more like the difference between that spurt that meets the need for release and a toe curling, guttural urge driven cum that makes colors seem brighter and smells seem clearer.

  He felt the fusion between them reach a closer level but it didn’t click into place fully yet. That was fine though because he didn’t mind working on it a bit more. With his super-human recuperative powers his cock never lost a bit of hardness and he just kept pumping away at her. The arms of the chair locked her legs in place and she was stuck spread open on top of him.

  She just went with it though. Her mouth running along his neck and her hands trying to dig into his shoulders. The warm vise of her pussy took every thrust he gave her and begged for more. Her face pressed against his neck made her cries sound both muffled and desperate at the same time.

  After fifteen minutes of repeated orgasms, Jay could tell through their connection that she felt she had died and gone to heaven. He still hadn’t cum again but was building up for another load. She kept moaning, “Not surre howw much mmmoree I cann takee. Soo good. Yesss. Fucck mee. Fuck mee hardderr. Godd moreee. Makeee me yourss.”

  Her moans all ran together and Jay was lost in the need to be inside her. Her tightness massaged him with each orgasm and he could feel the ripples of her pussy working over him. He realized that she was starting to clamp down on purpose and was the first of all the girls to realize something.

  Super strength didn’t just mean lifting stuff. Her pussy was super powered too, and rather than being afraid of crushing his cock inside her, Trina must have realized that Jay was durable enough to take it. So she tightened down on him hard enough to have crushed a baseball bat to splinters.

  All it did to Jay though was rob him of the last bit of self-control he had. This was living. She was fucking him back just as hard as he was giving it to her. Her muscles grasping him made him give up and release into her again. There was absolutely nothing so great as emptying himself into a pussy that was so eager for his load that it kept grasping at him, squeezing down and trying to milk every last drop out of him.

  The sweat running down her glistening body was a testament to just how into this Trina was. Jay loved it. He was just as worked up and the poor chair was only still in one piece because he had the strength in his legs to absorb most of the pounding they were giving to it.

  Jay didn’t want it to end so he fed his PSI energy into her and pushed their channels together. Just like their bodies were joined together, linked as he pushed into her, so too now their cycling was linked. His energy pierced into her and resonated back at him causing vitality to surge in both of them. The chair finally met its demise as two evolved humans fucked out the tension between them.

  The short fall to the floor and the chair splintering around them didn’t even stop their motion as she kept violently rocking her hips into him and he in turn thrust up as hard he felt she could take it. In many ways this was the most aggressive sex Jay had experienced since arriving here and it made sense. There was more history and more mistakes made on both sides than in any of his other relationships. Rocky emotions could make for amazing sex, though, as he was finding out.

  He lost track of how much time went by or how many times she orgasmed. She was definitely enjoying himself and given how great she felt on him he wasn’t complaining either. As soon as he finished spurting his seed into her for the third time, Jay rolled over and deposited her on her back.

  Lifting his head, he saw Amelia sitting back in another of the plush chairs. Her feet were up on the arms of the chair. Her shorts and panties were flung a few feet away onto the floor. While she still wore her top, her nipples were clearly making an appearance through the material. Her fingers were working furiously between her legs and from the way her shirt clung to her, it was clear she had been at this for a while.

  Jay smiled as the seed of a wicked idea began to flower in his mind. He bent down and picked up a
conscious but very spent, Trina. From there he carried her over to the conference room desk and laid her on it with a pillow from the smashed chair for a head rest. He leaned forward and kissed her lips. She responded weakly but the light in her eyes still said she craved his touch.

  He whispered into her ear, “We are so close to perfecting your fusion. I think the only thing holding you back from completely joining us is that you don’t feel fully accepted by the other wives. I’m gonna see if we can’t do something about that.”

  Then he took two steps and strode over to Amelia. He picked her up and held her against himself. Her breasts pressed against his chest and he felt the little bullets that were her nipples. They kissed briefly but passionately as she wrapped her legs around him and tried to lower herself onto his still erect member while he stood up. Her weight was inconsequential to him, and with his abilities now he could stay perpetually hard, but he had other things in mind.