While Others Cultivate, I Use My Multiverse System Chapter 81: Author has no idea for the title (light smut though, enjoy)

Chapter 81: Author has no idea for the t.i.tle (light s.m.u.t though, enjoy)

Ever since I started travelling to different worlds, I never had the time to pay any attention to the small details of the background. No matter what the world I would appear in, my main goal would be to accomplish a system's mission and move even further. That was the case all the way to the point when my family died, when a switch in my mind happened, turning all my focus to revenge and securing my position in the world. 

Only now, with my limbs comfortably spread out on the soft bed I learned what it means to hear the fire cracking in the background. I learned what it meant to breathe fresh, clean air. Or what it was to have a lovable girl rubbing her entire, barely covered body against my skin. 

"Are you feeling good?"

Whispering right into my ear before she would suddenly bite on it, Ayda deviously ignored how her actions were equal to torture. With my body all up and ready to penetrate her… I was still perfectly dressed-up. Due to Ayda's own hands, my chest was the only part of my body that was exposed. And given her profession, it was impossible for her to ignore the anguish of my crotch.

Not even capable to look down, I knew that the bulge I raised in my pants right now was most likely the biggest I have done in my life so far. Adding how the plush material of our clothes was the only barrier that separated her softest place from my eager rod, adding how she constantly rubbed herself against my bulge…

"You know that I w-won't be able to hold for long…"

With my voice cracking due to my steadfast determination not to end prematurely, not to end outside of her, Ayda's smile blossomed even brighter. But instead of going easy on me, this girl once again fell flat right on top of my chest, hiding her head in the angle between my neck and my shoulder before gently biting on my skin.

"Ah!"

The same moment when my entire body twitched under a powerful current generated by Ayda's biting, her soft body, inevitably wrapped in my tight embrace already convulsed. Feeling her reaction, I couldn't help but struggle even more, which in turn feed to Ayda's own reactions. Once I let down this single defence of mine, my infatuation only continued to explode at an astonis.h.i.+ng rate. 

"Hey, let me go."

Bringing both of her hands and her face right towards mine, Ayda stuck her delicate fingers on my cheeks before closing in for a gentle peck. Raising the corners of her lips as she asked, her hands gently ma.s.saged the skin of my face.

Stopping the added embrace, I lowered my hands. Finally, as soon as Ayda rose back to a sitting position, she brought her hands from my face towards her own crotch, positioned right behind my own bulge.

"Look how big you grew, impressive!"

Looking down at my tent with no pardon, Ayda's gentle smile only widened as she brought her hand on the cloth of my pants. But instead of freeing my manhood from its clothy confines, Ayda simply pulled on my bulge, pressing it against her softest place.

"You are the one to speak with how wet you are…"

The warmth flowing down from her crotch only added up to the prec.u.m already coating my entire p.e.n.i.s. Still kept perfectly on the edge by some mysterious force, I barely managed to force those words out of my mouth. But rather than sparking some new kind of reaction from the girl, those words only made her smile even more. At this point, I was discovering new truths about how deep and loving could one's smile be.

"Yes, I'm dying to have you inside me as well."

Admitting that fact outright without even a shred of hesitation, Ayda finally slipped her fingers under the cloth of my pants. Once her cold, gentle skin made contact with my soaking with prec.u.m p.e.n.i.s, I felt as if the entire electricity of the universe concentrated on my glans, only to explode outwards through my entire body.

But once again, I wasn't the only one to shudder under the wave of pleasure. As soon as my mind nearly went blank, Ayda's hand suddenly tightened as her entire body leaned forward. Pressing her naked stomach right against my finally exposed rod, Ayda pushed me even deeper down the ecstasy hole, once again sparking the reaction right back to her.

"I… We… We n-need to hold… Please…"

Curled up right above my stomach, Ayda whispered those words while fighting with her own urge. Suddenly overwhelmed with worry, I could feel how all the excitement evaporated from my body. At the same time, Ayda's body relaxed as if she lost her consciousness.

"Ayda!"

Springing up, I somehow completely ignored yet another wave of pleasure that her soft stomach rubbing against my p.e.n.i.s provided, bringing the girl right into my arms. My head instantly filled with the worst expectations as I desperately searched for any wounds or traumas that could cause her to act the way she did.

"I'm okay…"

Clearly forcing herself to bring her hand up, this d.a.m.ned girl placed it gently on my chest while raising her head up. Seeing her teary face, I felt as if some kind of bomb exploded in my insides. But outside of filling me with worry and almost melting my soul with how adorable Ayda looked, a different emotion remained dominant. 

Wrath towards the thing that made her appear so agonised.

"You see…"

Turning her hand on my chest into a fist, Ayda desperately pressed it against my skin in a silent attempt to take the reins of her state once again.

"This will be… my first time doing it… So you know, I might be a bit clumsy…"

Barely capable of seeing her expression at this point, I could still tell that Ayda suddenly turned red. But that didn't make any sense. It wasn't the first time the two of us would sleep together. Venturing a bit into the future, it wouldn't be the first time we would be quite wild while going at it either. So what did this girl mean by it being her first time? Maybe I was missing some point in the ongoing situation?

"Hey… Kiss me, mkay?"

When Ayda brought her chin up, I could see how her drool was making it hard for her to speak properly. Her entire face was a mess of tears, saliva and ecstasy mixed with torture. Faced with such a longing look on her face, any defences that I built around my sanity crumbled in an instant.

"Ayd…"

Stopped by her lips even before I could spell out her name properly, I was instantly graced with the taste of her slimy tongue. Covered in a mouthful of her saliva, her playful piece of flesh crashed around my jaws, coating the insides of my mouth with Ayda's taste.

And then, as if something finally connected, my mind exploded.