I Can Use Filthy Game Currency In The Real World
Chapter 84: Grinding Stats [R-18+]

Chapter 84: Grinding Stats [R-18+]

Once I realized the stat points tied into reality, I got obsessed with finishing quests. It wasn’t just fun anymore—it was my whole focus. I didn’t even think twice about jumping in headfirst.

Getting comfy with the system and chilling out a bit gave me a new kind of energy. Clearing big quests especially got me pumped. To boost a stat over 50, you had to tackle B-rank quests or higher, and once it crossed that line, it hit real life too.

Because of that, I hadn’t bothered showing up to school for a full week. Who needs class when you’ve got this?

Truth is, besides grabbing food and crashing for a few hours, all we did was hook up through ’Nexus World.’ My main goal was to grind through C and D-rank quests to pump all my other stats up to 49 as fast as I could.

Once I got everything sitting pretty at 49, I dove straight into a B-rank quest.

It was hard work in a way, but the "work" was all sex—so I wasn’t complaining. Every session felt new and exciting, like unwrapping a present. The only bummer? Sometimes getting it up was tough, especially when things got weird or awkward.

’Is this what happens when your brain’s stuffed with adult stuff?’ I thought, scratching my head.

Just seeing a naked girl or hearing her moan didn’t do it for me anymore. It took more—like the rush of the game and the real-life upgrades it gave me. That’s what kept me going.

Back when I started a D-rank quest without checking her face, I got stuck with some random chick who wasn’t my type at all. Total buzzkill. She showed up, all loud and pushy, nothing like what I wanted, and I was pissed. My dick didn’t care, though—it stayed hard, ready to go, even when I tried to shrug it off.

"Haha! Haha..." Kelly’s voice shook the room now, her body trembling under me as I pounded her pussy deep. She was soaked—dripping wet—her tight walls grabbing my cock like a fist. She let out a loud, horny moan, her whole body jerking. I knew that sound—her hitting her orgasm, that wild rush a girl gets when she cums hard.

Twitch—twitch— Her pussy squeezed me tight, pulsing fast. She flopped face-down on the bed, her sweaty ass sticking up a little, wiggling side to side like she couldn’t stop. Her thighs were shiny with her own wet mess, dripping down onto the sheets.

"Fuck," I grunted, slamming into her one more time, feeling her shake. Kelly loved cumming while I fucked her—bragged about it too, how my dick sent her over the edge. But I could tell she was a little bummed. If this was "Nexus World" and not real life, my cock would’ve wrecked her way more—she’d be screaming, not just trembling like this.

"You good?" I asked, breathing heavy, my dick still hard inside her.

"Yeah... fuck, I love it..." she panted, her voice shaky, eyes half-closed.

"Then let’s keep going," I said, smirking. "I’m not done with you."

"Oh yeah... fuck me more! Oh—shit! Haha!" she yelled, her ass pushing back at me.

Slap—slap—

My hips smashed into her, loud and wet, my balls smacking her clit with every thrust. Her pussy was hot, tight, swallowing me whole. She hadn’t seen me in forever, and now she was feeling every damn inch, losing her mind. Her screams made me grin—I loved seeing her like this, all wild and slutty—but part of me felt off, like I was wasting time on her instead of my quests.

"Fuck it," I thought, shaking it off. I’d ditched school to chase these quests, and banging Kelly was just a bonus. It started with stuff like Emma—those horny moments during quests that lit me up. After a while, Kelly stopped saying no when I hit her up. She’d drop everything, ready to fuck whenever I called.

"Waaaaa!" she screamed now, her ass bouncing as I rammed her hard. I stared at it—round, sweaty, shaking—and pictured her getting fucked by my latest quest target. Some bar chick I was supposed to sleep with. That ass moving under me? I imagined it was hers, not Kelly’s.

This quest was a mess—easy but tough. The goal: bang a helper girl at a bar. I was playing a "bar worker" in the game, so I figured I’d slide right in, fuck her quick, done. Wrong. She teased me, flirted hard, then ghosted—wouldn’t give me a chance. Today, I fucked it up again, struck out, and came running to Kelly to blow off steam.

"Hmm! Hmm, haha!" Kelly moaned loud, her voice cracking.

"Ha. Getting cold out," I muttered, half to myself, sweat dripping down my chest.

"Ugh! Cum—cum in me, baby! Please!" she begged, her ass slamming back harder.

Slap—slap— I fucked her fast, picturing that bar chick under me instead. All my annoyance from failing the quest melted away, replaced by this dirty fantasy. Later, I’d track that girl down, fuck her stupid, and make her regret dodging me—leave her crying under my dick.

Slap—slap— "I’m cumming!" I shouted, feeling it hit.

"Hmm!" she gasped, her pussy squeezing me tighter.

"Fuck—ugh!" I groaned loud, my cock throbbing hot in the condom. It burned, pulsing hard as I shot my load inside her.

Spurt—spurt—spurt— "Ugh, haha! Fuck!" I kept groaning, cumming like a damn hose. "Haha!"

"Ugh! Ha... how much cum is that..." she mumbled, dazed, her voice soft and slutty.

"Haaaaa," I sighed long and loud, collapsing a little. My dick wouldn’t stop—I was still groaning, cum pouring out like I’d saved it up forever. And I had—two weeks without busting, so it was a fucking flood. Made sense.

"Been too long," I said, catching my breath.

"Hmm... you’re all full up..." she giggled, wiggling her ass under me.

"Yeah, packed tight," I laughed.

"Ugh!" My dick jumped one last time, twitching wild inside her pussy while I zoned out. Kelly flinched, half-annoyed, half-turned on, her body jerking.

"Hmm..." she huffed, glaring at me playfully.

"Ha," I chuckled, grinning back.

Creak— I slid my cock out slow, her pussy making a wet sound as I left. She stayed face-down, ass up a bit, sweaty and panting. I peeled off the condom—bulging with cum, heavy and warm—and dropped it on her ass like a tease, watching it sit there, wobbling.

"Hey!" she snapped, laughing.

"What?" I said, smirking big.

"Asshole," she muttered, but her grin said she liked it.

She shifted her hips slow, careful not to let the cum-filled condom slide off her ass. She could’ve just chucked it, but nah—she played along, keeping it there like a goofy trophy. Cute, in a weird way.

"You’ve been skipping school a lot, huh? Kids at class were asking where you went," she said, rolling her head to look at me.

"Yeah, got stuff going on," I replied, shrugging.

"Like what?"

"Just... personal shit," I said, keeping it vague.

"Hmm," she hummed, letting it drop.

I threw my arm around her, pulling her close, my head hitting the pillow. This motel was beat-up but familiar—third or fourth time here. The first place I fucked Kelly in real life, months back. Same stained walls, same creaky bed.

Lying there, staring at the ceiling, a question I’d meant to ask her popped up. "Hey, something just hit me."

"Yeah?" she said, turning to me.

"Hey, why’d you drag me to this motel that first night?"

"Huh? Which night?"

"Our first fuck. I was half-drunk, you said you banged some guy for a one-night thing, then told me to come here with you."

"Oh... that," she said, thinking back.

It was after I finished Hailey’s quest and got tight. Met Kelly at a bar, buzzed out of my mind. Looking back, I should’ve gone for her instead of playing tough—threatening her into this fuck-buddy deal was dumb. Weird as hell how it happened.

She didn’t have pics or proof. I’d smirked, "Show me evidence," and she froze, no answer. But then she just said, real bold, "Follow me to the motel." Booze had me stupid—judgment gone, balls huge—so I went.

"They said they’d tell everyone if I didn’t come with you," she explained, laughing. "Pfft, whatever."

"Nah, you knew they couldn’t prove shit," I said, grinning.

She cracked up, loud and excited. Her laugh threw me off—I wasn’t expecting it—but I stayed chill, waiting her out.

"Well... I was drunk off my ass, totally loopy... but I wanted it too," she admitted, smirking.

"Oh yeah?" I said, eyebrow up.

"Didn’t think you’d go so hard, though. Damn," she added, shaking her head.

Kelly’s a quest girl too, I thought. Lately, I’d noticed something—every chick in these quests was horny as fuck. Different setups, different goals, different kinks, but they all craved it bad. Quest targets were sex-crazy.

Took me too long to see it. First C-rank quest, that girl was thrilled my dick got hard fast. Same vibe after—Linda, Minha, the diner chick, Ella (massage girl who fucked me then begged to meet again), Hailey. All of them, wild for cock.

Kelly too—on my quest list. Lonely girl, hitting clubs for quick fucks to feel something.

"Gotcha," I said, nodding.

"You’re why we’re good now, right?" she asked, smiling.

"Yeah, that’s real," I agreed.

"But Alex," she said, pausing.

"What?"

"You really don’t work out?"

"Told you I don’t," I laughed.

"For real?"

"Ha, why’s it matter?"

"No reason... just wondering," she mumbled, shy.

I grinned, knowing what she meant—my dick stayed hard without me lifting a finger. No workouts, no marks, just raw stamina.

"Always been like this," I teased.

"Huh? Like what?" she blinked.

"Rock-hard from the jump. Something you’d never felt till me," I said, smirking.

"Yeah, well... what they say..." she trailed off, blushing hard. She glanced at me, lying there naked, that cum-filled condom still on her ass. Her lips twitched up, embarrassed but turned on, staring at her goofy setup.