I Can Use Filthy Game Currency In The Real World
Chapter 107: Kink?!

Chapter 107: Kink?!

"Fuck," I muttered, my eyes devouring her.

She squirmed, letting out a shy, "What?"

"Nothing," I said, leaning in. "You ready?"

"Y-yeah," she nodded, her voice small but certain.

I moved slow, pushing my cock into her tight, wet pussy, and her breath caught. "Oh... fuck, it’s big," she gasped, her eyes squeezing shut.

I chuckled, keeping my thrusts steady. "You good?"

"Y-yeah... just... so fucking deep," she managed, her voice shaking with pleasure.

The bed squeaked with every thrust, her moans getting louder, filthier. Her pussy gripped me like a vise, every shudder and sound driving me fucking wild. The way her panties still hung off her hips, the way her cunt took me—it was perfection.

"Goddamn, Emma," I groaned, fucking her harder. "You’re gonna kill me."

"H-huh?" she gasped, her eyes fluttering open.

"These panties," I growled, my voice rough. "You’re the model for them, aren’t you?"

"N-no!" she protested, but her blush sold her out. "I’m not..."

"Bullshit," I teased, pounding into her. "I know it’s you."

She kept denying it, but it just made her hotter. Maybe it’s cause I’ve been screwing around with Tessa, but fucking with Emma like this? It’s too damn fun.

"I just... wear them sometimes," she mumbled, her voice drowned out by her moans.

"Sometimes, huh?" I grinned, loving how she squirmed. "They look fucking hot on you."

Emma’s teasing was starting to get under my skin. Maybe it was because I’d been hanging out with Tessa lately, but come on, teasing’s my thing.

"Alright, fine," Emma said with a smirk, tossing her hair back. "I usually wear these tiny thongs."

I laughed, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Today’s the day, huh?"

Her cheeks flushed, and she gave me a playful shove. "Hey, anyone can see I’m rocking them!"

"Whoa, whoa!" I grinned, leaning closer. "You’re that

She squealed, giggling like crazy. "Oh my gosh, stop it! Wait, wait—ahh!"

I grabbed her hips, pulling her closer, and things heated up fast. Emma’s body felt amazing, tight and warm, driving me wild no matter how fast I moved.

"Hold on!" she gasped, her voice shaky. "Just... slow down a sec!"

I chuckled, catching my breath. "What, too much for you?"

It was like a rocket taking off. If this was the old me, I’d probably need a break by now, but something about Emma’s reactions kept me going. Every moan, every squirm—it was like fuel.

"Oh no!" she cried out, her voice cracking with a laugh. "I’m... I’m gonna lose it! This feels so weird!"

I smirked, leaning in close. "You love showing off those thongs, don’t you?"

"Ahh!" she squeaked, her face bright red. "I’m... I’m gonna—!"

"Whoa there!" I said, laughing as she trembled beneath me.

Her whole body shook when she hit her peak, pushing against me like she couldn’t handle it. Her legs quivered, and she let out this wild scream.

"Oh my gosh!" she panted, collapsing onto the bed like all her energy was gone.

I watched her catch her breath, her hips still twitching a little. When she finally calmed down, she wiggled her butt playfully.

"So," I teased, brushing a hand over her skin. "You good with wearing that while we’re at it?"

She giggled, biting her lip. "Ugh, it’s so good!"

I wasn’t sure if it was her crazy reactions or just how real this felt, but I was starting to feel it too.

"Hey," I said, smirking. "You’re into this, right?"

"Mmm," she hummed, her voice all dreamy. "Feels amazing."

"Not gonna answer me properly?" I teased, poking her side.

She just laughed, her cheeks pink, and locked eyes with me. Instead of words, she gave a shy little nod.

"Oh, wow," I said, my heart racing. "You’re admitting it!"

"I love it!" she burst out, giggling. "I’m such a mess for you!"

That nod? It sent me over the edge. She was owning it, and I was all in.

"Alright," I said, my voice low. "I’m getting close."

"Oh!" she gasped, her eyes wide. "Yes, yes, do it!"

Her body tightened around me, and I could feel every pulse, every shiver. Emma was losing it, arms flailing like she didn’t know what to do with herself.

"Now!" I groaned, letting go.

"You’re huge!" she squealed, her voice a mix of shock and delight.

Her cries filled the room as I pushed deep, feeling every wave of her reaction. The condom was a bit of a bummer, but the thrill of watching her fall apart? Nothing beat that.

"Wow," I panted, collapsing beside her.

She was still trembling, catching her breath. "Oh... oh wow..."

Her body gave one last little shudder, and she let out a soft moan. I couldn’t help but grin, looking at her sweaty bangs and flushed face.

Better than Kelly’s, I thought. This was only my second time with someone in real life, but Emma? She was number one so far.

"So good..." Emma mumbled, still out of breath.

....

Meanwhile, Tessa was in a bit of a mess. No big deal, though—life’s a rollercoaster, right?

Meeting Alex had been a game-changer. He was the perfect partner in every way, and the sex? Mind-blowing. Not only was I having the time of my life, but the videos I uploaded of us messing around were raking in more cash than I’d ever expected.

Honestly, even from Tessa’s perspective, her voice sounded way hotter in those clips than she’d thought. Watching herself lose it with Alex while editing was embarrassing but kind of thrilling too. She couldn’t deny it—her instincts were spot-on.

Buzz.

Tessa scrolled through a video platform, checking out the latest creators who were blowing up. One name caught her eye: "YourSlave," a girl going by Ella. Even her nickname screamed spicy.

Ella’s videos had this raw energy that made even Tessa squirm. She wasn’t shy about showing her face, and damn, she was gorgeous—maybe even hotter than Tessa, with a body to match. That innocent face paired with a killer figure? It was a killer combo.

But what really made Ella’s videos pop was the content. She didn’t hold back, showing herself completely submitting to a guy, loving every second of it.

"Oh, yes!" Ella’s voice rang out in her latest clip. "I’m all yours!"

The video showed her in a maid outfit, face down, getting spanked from a guy’s POV. Sure, the dude wasn’t packing like Alex, but for most viewers—guys, mostly—that wasn’t the point.

"Please!" Ella begged in the clip, her voice desperate. "Harder, please! Take me deeper!"

She was into it, her hips swaying as her maid skirt rode up just enough to tease. It was hot, no question.

Hmm, Tessa thought, biting her lip.

Back in the day, she would’ve shut that video off and scoffed, Why would anyone like being treated like that? But now? Things were different.

After getting a taste of Alex’s intensity, Tessa got it. Ella’s videos were climbing the charts, aiming for the top spot, and Tessa couldn’t look away.

Is this... better? she wondered.

She pictured herself in that maid outfit, Alex behind her, making her beg for more. Her cheeks burned just thinking about it.

"Ugh," she muttered, shaking her head.

It wasn’t her usual thing, but the idea didn’t freak her out like it used to. If anything, it sparked something new.

Maybe it’d be fun...

Tessa had recently discovered she liked it from behind. The way it felt—deep, intense, different from being on top—was unreal. Alex’s size hit all the right spots, leaving her dizzy and craving more. She’d even started asking for it first.

Tessa swallowed hard, her eyes darting around the room. Everything was ready—had been for a while now. If only Alex would show up, they could finally get started.

There were still about thirty minutes until he was supposed to arrive. Tessa was glued to her phone, watching one of Ella’s videos. Her mind wandered, picturing herself in Ella’s place, pinned under Alex. Heat pooled low in her belly, her thighs pressing together as she grew wetter with every passing second.

"Ugh... why am I like this?" she muttered.

Her fingers brushed against herself, tracing the dampness through her shorts. A quiet sigh escaped her lips as she felt the slickness there. It wasn’t just anything—it was the thought of Alex treating her like Ella, commanding her, that sent shivers down her spine.

Tessa prided herself on her self-control, but this? This was a line she couldn’t let herself cross.

Creak.

But her body had other ideas. Her desire burned hotter than her pride. Her fingers moved bolder now, teasing the soft, slippery skin between her legs. She bit her lip, her heart racing.

Her fingers circled her clit, slow at first, then faster. Soon, they were sliding lower, brushing against her entrance before slipping inside.

"Nngh..." she gasped.

As one finger curled inside her, Tessa’s mind painted a vivid picture—Alex’s thick length filling her instead. It wasn’t the same, not even close, but imagining him stretching her out made her feel feverish.

"God, I’m losing it..." she whispered, half-laughing, half-moaning.

Creak. Creak.

Before she knew it, Tessa had moved from her chair to her bed. Her shorts were pushed down, bunched around her thighs, as she lost herself in the rhythm of her own touch.