'Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough!

For the first time since arriving in this horrid place, Mary slept peacefully. She woke up energized, her dream as vivid as ever before- and completely different.

Before, Mary’s dreams had been torrid, lecherous affairs that disgusted her horribly. But this one didn’t involve violations of her chastity, or engaging in sexual congress outside of marriage.

Rather, in this dream, she was already married. She and Nick shared a home together, happy as could be. Whenever Mary looked at him, she felt love overflowing from within her. There was no sign of the other girls, it was just the two of them.

And it was soon to be three. She was massively pregnant, and the weight in her stomach was a testimony of her husband’s love. When Mary awoke from her blissful dream, she groped her stomach for a moment, feeling an ache in her heart at the fact that she wasn’t with child. Not yet, anyway.

Mary smiled as she pictured her future children. Their future children. With her red hair and freckles, and his kind eyes and warm smile. She could see them right before her eyes, and they were adorable!

She turned over in bed and gazed at Nick’s sleeping face. How could she not see it before now? The dream had been an awakening for her. She’d been so embarrassed and nervous that she’d doubted herself and her feelings. She’d believed Holly, when she should have believed what her heart had told her.

Maybe… if I had ignored her… if I had trusted my feelings… we might already be married now, Mary imagined. That vision, her joyful married life, it had just been a dream. But maybe if she devoted herself to him, she could make it a reality someday.

She felt that familiar warmth welling up between her legs, spurring her towards violating her sacred oath with God, and while she knew those feelings were unclean, she also recognized them for what they were- a message from a higher power, from God himself, telling her that she was ready to be bred. She was ready to be a wife and mother, and Nick- Nick was going to be her husband, the father of her children. Her dreams had made it all so clear to her.

But it wasn’t time. Her body was ready, but her heart- and his heart- were uncertain. Mary just had to prove to them both that it was their fate.

First, she had to follow her mother’s advice.

“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!”

Mary had been a whiz in the kitchen since she was little, having learned all her mother’s recipes by heart. Time to put those skills to good use! She put on an apron and got to cooking, preparing a nice plate of bacon and eggs for her husband-to-be.

It was so domestic and peaceful she wondered if she was still dreaming.

It’s okay to continue the fantasy of wedded bliss, she reminded herself, so long as you keep your other feelings in check.

It was better than okay, in fact. By imagining a chaste married life with Nick, somehow the urge in her loins driving her to mate was kept at bay. It was like Mary had discovered the cheat code to getting through this game without being hounded by lust, and she used it for all it was worth.

---

“You’re in a good mood,” Kim said, taking note of the blissful smile on Mary’s face as she returned to their room. “Date go well?”

“It was great,” Mary nodded, practically swooning. Kim thought for a moment that there were actually stars in the other girl’s eyes.

“Well, that’s great!” She smiled. “When you didn’t come down for breakfast Holly started to get a little worried, but I’m glad to see all that panic from you the other day was for nothing.”

“I was really a fool,” Mary admitted, her cheeks reddening with shame. “I was so focused on what Holly had told me before, I wasn’t actually seeing Nick for the guy he really was. But he’s really so sweet and generous and kind…”

Kim raised her eyebrow. Between the look on Mary’s face in the lilt of her accent, it seemed like the girl was in love.

Well if she fell for him that quickly, Nick’s definitely got some moves, Kim noted. Mary didn’t SEEM like an easy girl. But who could say, given the transformation she’d been afflicted with?

“Well, my date’s tomorrow,” she sighed. “I’m still trying to figure out what I should do. Carly’s going to be a hard act to follow.”

Mary frowned. “Why do you think that?” She asked.

“Uh… because look at her?” Kim walked over to the door and cracked it open, peeking out at Carly waiting for the elevator. While her costume today showed very little skin, her tight grey pants and white shirt clung to her figure nicely, emphasizing curves. The brown skirt she wore over it was held up by garters and there were more belts wrapped around her legs, drawing the eye to the contours of her body, and the cropped tan coat she wore framed her large chest nicely. Kim didn’t recognize the character, but they definitely drew out the charms of not only Carly’s womanly figure, but her tomboyish nature.

“See?” Kim whispered, closing the door. “Now compare that with… well…”

Even compared to Mary she came up a little short. After all, the farm girl was very pretty in her own sweet right. To Kim, she inspired a different charm than her rival. While Mary may have a nice ass, she certainly downplayed it with her choice in clothes, preferring to dress and act conservatively. That made her seem cute and precious, like someone to be treasured. Meanwhile, Carly wasn't asking to be treasured. She wanted to be worshipped. She had made her intentions towards Nick as clear as could be, and Kim doubted any man’s ability to turn down someone who looked like THAT if she asked to sleep with him.

“There’s no need to worry,” Mary said, wearing a smile that could give the saint she was named after a run for her money. “Nick isn’t the sort to care about the superficial charms of the flesh.”

She placed her hand over her heart. “He cares about people for who they really are.”

Kim checked Mary for a fever. What the hell had happened last night? Had she woken up in some bizarre twisted alternate dimension or something?

…Well, yes, she had, but she meant a different one.

“Well, alright then,” Kim said, not wanting to crush Mary’s pure little hopeful dreams. She took another look through the crack in the door though. Nick was going to have a hard time resisting Carly.

---

Speaking of Nick, the elevator he was on had just stopped at the girls’ floor, and it opened up to reveal a sight that nearly knocked him over.

“C-Carly? That’s…” he marveled at her detailed costume. Unlike Kim, he knew exactly who she was dressed as.

“You like?” Carly smiled, giving him a twirl. “I’d like to chock this up to a great coincidence. The dye job, though? That was on me. It only cost a mere 100 BP!”

Carly: 2000 BP -> 1900 BP

To fit her costume, Carly had dyed her hair black. She was really going all-out for her date today, and to her good fortune, the costume she’d been given that morning was a character that happened to be a favorite of them both: Mikasa Ackerman.

“Well, you look…” Nick was trying to think of a word more powerful than amazing, because that just didn’t cover it.

“I know,” she grinned, stepping onto the elevator. “Trust me, I know. I always wanted to cosplay Mikasa, but well… I never really could bring myself to do it.”

“Why not?”

She raised her eyebrow and gestured to her boobs. “I try to get at least some amount of authenticity, you know,” she laughed. “And binding these down? Not happening. That’s the great thing about this competition, though. I don’t have to worry about stuff like that. I can focus on showing off everything.” She lowered her voice into a sultry purr for the last word, staring meaningfully at Nick.

Oh yeah, her eyes said. I’m going for it.

Nick swallowed and turned forward, trying to ignore the incredibly attractive woman in the elevator with him.

“So, uh… what’s the plan for today?” He asked, trying to change the subject. Carly smirked at his little deflection, but let him get away with it.

“Remember back in our freshman year, when I would drag you out on all those hikes?” She asked, hooking her arm around his and pressing it against her boobs. “I thought, since you’re reliving your greatest hits with all the other girls, maybe I could get a shot.”

“A… hike?” Nick stammered, nearly losing himself in the softness of Carly’s chest. “That… that sounds okay…”

_It's always the same with her! Teasing me like always! _She'd done this all the time in college, practically throwing herself at him.

“Yep, that’s another reason I’m glad for this costume,” Carly nodded, raising her leg to show off her long boots. “Can you imagine if I’d been given a character with some big ballgown? That would have been a mess!”

She squeezed his arm tighter against her chest. “Of course, I probably would have had to strip off some parts of the costume…”

“Okay! I get it!” The elevator stopped. Nick pulled his arm free and broke into the lobby, needing to clear his head. He turned to Carly, and she smiled in amusement at how flustered he was.

“What’s the matter, Nick?” She laughed. “From what you told us yesterday, you and Dani got way further than that!”

“That was an accident!” Nick sputtered.

“So? This isn’t.” She stepped forward, staring him in the eye. God, if she wasn't teasing him... The way she acted, he really thought that if he wanted to lose his virginity with her, all he had to do was ask.

It took everything in him not to accept the offer her heated gaze was making.

“W-We have to get hiking,” he muttered, averting his eyes. “Come on, you lead the way.”

Carly nodded, a little disappointed but not discouraged. She shifted her pack and headed outside, greeting the warm sunlight with a smile. As Nick followed her, he noticed that it seemed to be just as nice a day as it was yesterday. Time might have been passing, but it felt like everything else about this place was static. Like a song playing on repeat.

“So where are we going?” He asked as Carly headed for the trail.

“Up there!” She called back, pointing at the large mountain at the heart of the island. He gasped.

“A volcano?! You’re kidding!”

“Nope! The volcano goddess wants a virgin sacrifice, so I thought I could throw you in!” She laughed at her own joke, slowing down a little to let him catch up. “It’s not active, don’t worry. Dani and I made it to the top yesterday.”

“Really? It seems like a long hike.”

“Only four or five hours. Kim had to cut out halfway through, though, it was too much for her.” Carly shrugged, flashing him a smile. “Think you can make it?”

Well, he’d survived Dani’s weight training the other day. He could make it through this.

---

Two hours later and Nick was severely regretting his overconfidence. The hiking trail was safe, thank God, but it was steep. It took a lot of energy to climb the high slopes, and as invigorating as Mary’s breakfast had been, the sedentary lifestyle he’d been living up until now meant he was nowhere near ready for a climb like this.

She’s really something, he thought, staring admirably up at Carly, who was a fair distance ahead of him. She was as graceful as a mountain goat in spite of her curvy figure, and even though she was carrying a large backpack on her shoulders she didn’t even look winded.

“There’s a ridge about ten yards around the corner!” She called back to him. “I’ll wait for you there, we can take a break!”

“Okay…” He tried to shout back, but it sounded more like a gagging wheeze. His lungs were killing him and his legs were more sore than after his run with Dani. It probably didn’t even take ten minutes to finally reach her, but it felt like a lifetime.

“Water?” She offered the bottle she’d been drinking from and he took it, draining it dry.

“This is brutal… I can see why Kim went back,” he grunted, slumping against a large rock. “I don’t think my legs are working anymore…”

“Oh, don’t be such a baby!” Carly teased him, scooting over so they were sitting next to each other. “You’re doing fine. Honestly, I’m pretty impressed. Have you really just been cooped up in your house these last few years?”

Her question was good-natured but it still hurt to hear. He winced as he recalled that dark time in his life, staring down at the dirt.

“…Sorry. I guess… well, I’m not one to talk. I mean, when you get down to it, all I really do is take photos of myself so people pay me money,” she apologized.

Nick stared at her. “Come on. Don’t talk like that. I may not know the first thing about cosplay, but I know it’s not THAT easy. You really work hard, don’t you? Taking photos and stuff, making costumes, all that. I remember, you know. How much work you put into making that one costume, freshman year?”

Carly’s smile disappeared for the first time as she stared at him in shock. “Dude, how do you even remember that far back?”

“…Good memory, I guess.” Nick glanced away, a little embarrassed. The truth was, most of his positive memories with girls were associated with Carly. As much as it hurt for her to leave so suddenly and before they’d had the chance for something more, they’d parted on amicable terms. That was more than he could say for the others.

Carly grinned. “Well, what do you think about making some new memories?”

The way she said that made his cock jump in his pants. She couldn’t be suggesting… could she?

…No, thankfully, she wasn’t. As lovely a day as it was, having sex outside was a no-go. But she did want something else.

A photographer.

“Where’d you get this?” Nick asked, lining up the camera to capture Carly in all of her glory. She stood on the ledge, leaning against a large boulder in a pose that emphasized her large chest and butt. She looked amazing! The bright blue sky and the landscape of the island stretched out behind her, but Nick couldn’t see any of that. Carly was the sole focus of his gaze, and she knew it, drawing him in with each pose more flirtatious and seductive than the last.

“It was in my welcome basket,” she called to him, cradling her chin and tilting her head to the side with a coquettish giggle. It was the last sort of pose a Mikasa cosplayer should be doing, but then it wasn’t like Carly actually intended to post any of these pictures. She wasn’t even sure if there was anywhere she could access the internet here.

This was a private photoshoot purely for his benefit.

“You should consider yourself lucky,” she said, lounging her body out across the rock like it was a comfy couch and not a hard slab of stone. “A lot of people would kill for the opportunity to be my personal photographer.”

“Trust me, I get it…” Nick mumbled, staring at her chest through the lens. He couldn’t help the feeling of hunger welling up inside of him as he leered at her breasts, practically ready to burst out of that shirt. It seemed too small to contain her luscious curves, and yet she didn’t show any signs of discomfort. A true professional all the way.

“Okay, that’s enough,” Carly said, standing up straight. She took the camera from Nick and checked out the photos, nodding approvingly. “Nice. I like this. I may hire you on full-time, when we get back!”

Their eyes met and suddenly an awkward air filled the slope. Sylvia had said they would be allowed to return after 100 days, but that felt like a lifetime away. Anything could happen by then.

“W-Well, let’s get going!” Carly said, shoving her camera back into her pack. “We’ve still got a ways to go before the peak, you know!”

“Got it!” Nick followed obediently after her, reenergized from Carly’s… invigorating photoshoot.

---

“Hah… hah… I’m not… gonna make it…” Nick panted. Every step he took was like walking through molasses. His body was completely sapped of energy, and it took everything he had to just lift one foot and place it down.

“Come on, Nick! You can do it!” Carly stood ahead of him, right at the point where the hill plateaud out onto the peak of the mountain. At this angle, she looked like an angel perched at the end of the world, her gorgeous smile illuminated by the afternoon sun as she beckoned towards him, calling him to join her.

“If you can get up here in 10 seconds, I’ll give you a surpriiiii-iiiise!” She sang, a classic trick from their schooldays. God, she’d used to **** him like crazy, teasing him with her body and trying to get him to touch her, promising him that next time, maybe, they could do something.

She always offered, and he’d always been too afraid to say no. Even back then he knew that if he took her up on it, something would change. She’d either make fun of him forever for falling for the easiest trick in the book, or worse, would be if she was serious, and then… then they’d be serious. With a girl who always made it clear that she didn’t want a boyfriend. So he’d always backed out, too afraid to take that last step. Only to fall for it again like the idiot he was the next time she happened to shake her ass his way. He wasn’t going to fall for it this time.

“10… 9… 8…”

…Except he totally was. Even now, hearing her counting down like that, he felt the strength return to his legs. He pushed forward, drawing on reserves he didn’t know he had, he picked up the pace, getting closer and closer to his goal.

“5… 4…”

Her eyes widened in interest, clearly not having expected him to actually keep going. But she kept counting as she watched him with anticipation, wondering if he’d actually manage to get there in time.

“3… 2… 1…!”

Her lips moved to form “0” just as he fell forward, practically landing on top of her. He collapsed in the grass and struggled to catch his breath, closing his eyes and letting the sunlight wash over him. Nick laid there for a good while trying to keep from dying, just lost in his fatigue.

“Well, I’m shocked! You actually made it!” Carly’s teasing voice came from somewhere above him. With a grunt he rolled over, shielding his eyes and taking a good look at her smiling face. He fell backwards in shock.

She was topless.

Showed Master Her Boobs! +2 VP

“Carly, what the hell?!” He exclaimed, shuffling backwards. On closer look, she wasn’t completely topless. She’d removed the white button-up shirt and taken off her bra as well, leaving the cropped off brown shirt the only thing giving her a small hint of modesty. And it was next to useless. It sat open on her chest, bearing her creamy skin to the afternoon sunlight for all to see. A short red scarf dropped down over them, drawing his eyes in spite of his best efforts. He couldn’t believe she’d just-!

“What’s the matter? Don’t like what you see?” She giggled, crawling towards him. Her boobs hung down in front of her like the udders they were, and for a second a dark part of Nick’s mind told him to grab them and start milking for all he was worth.

“N-No, it’s not that, but why-?!”

“I told you, didn’t I?” She crouched back on her legs and crossed her arms beneath her chest, practically offering up the succulent orbs for him to drool over. “It’s your surprise. I’m so proud of you for making it this far, it’s only fair that you get a nice little reward for all your hard work. And believe me, baby, this is what you deserve.”

She took his wrist and slowly raised his hand, her touch so gentle that he didn’t even realize what she was doing at first. Then his fingers found their way around something soft and warm. He squeezed down out of reflex and Carly gasped, trembling a little. Only then did he look down and see he had his hand full of titmeat and was grabbing it hard.

Master Touched Her Boobs! +2 VP

First! x2 Multiplier

“Oh, that’s it, right there…” Carly murmured, her eyes glazing over. Nick felt his penis strain against his pants and he realized what he was doing.

“H-Hey! Cut that out!” While every part of his body told him to take another squeeze, his brain overruled them all and he pulled his hand free, scurrying back across the grass and away from her. They were all alone here, on the peak of a dormant volcano beside a gorgeous lake, no one around for miles. All the privacy in the world to do everything they were aching to do, but he couldn’t.

Carly stared at him, surprised and disappointed. “What’s wrong, Nick?” She asked, covering her breasts with her arm. After being turned down like that, it felt awkward to still have them hanging out. She fumbled for her clothes. “I thought we were having a good time?”

“Jesus, Carly, that’s… look, it’s not that I don’t find you attractive…”

“Well, I should hope so!” She pouted, sending a scowl his way.

“But this is exactly what happened last time!” Nick groaned. “You were always teasing me, trying to get me to sleep with you, and it confused the fuck out of me! We were friends, and yet half the time it felt like you just wanted to get in my pants!”

“I did,” she bluntly replied, completely demolishing all the well-thought-out arguments Nick had prepared for why they shouldn’t have sex.

“…What?”

“It wasn’t just teasing.” Carly had gotten her shirt back on now, and came over to sit next to him. “I was serious about wanting to have sex with you.”

“But… but you always said you weren’t interested in having a relationship,” Nick said, completely confused. “I asked you like a dozen times what kind of guy you wanted for a boyfriend, and you always laughed it off. But you actually wanted to have sex with me? For real?”

Carly rolled her eyes. “Come on Nick. It’s not that complicated! I liked you. I thought you were cute, in a dorky kind of way, which was totally fine, since I’m a little dorky too. We already had great chemistry as friends, don’t you think that means we’d have some really great sexual chemistry too?”

“I-I don’t- but…”

“Look, stuff like dating, I get it, some folks want that sappy stuff!” Carly waved her hand dismissively. “Heck, now and then even I want to be cuddled, or taken to a fancy restaurant. But think about it like this. What’s your favorite flavor of ice cream?”

That was a non sequitur if he’d ever heard one.

“…Chocolate.”

“I love chocolate too! But come on, are you seriously telling me that you’d be willing to ONLY eat chocolate ice cream for the rest of your life? No vanilla, no strawberry, just the same old boring chocolate forever?” Carly’s eyes were searching his for something, some sort of understanding, maybe, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t get her meeting.

“So just so we’re clear,” Nick said, scooting away from her for a little, “you didn’t want to go out with me. Like, you didn’t have romantic feelings for me.”

“Nope.”

“But you still wanted to have sex with me.”

She nodded.

“I just… look, I get where you’re coming from, okay? It’s just… for me, well…”

His relationship with Carly had never been about sex for him. Well, not JUST sex, anyway, he wasn’t BLIND. She was the hottest girl he knew. But she was so much more than that. She was funny and adventurous, she always pushed him to try harder, like she had today climbing that mountain, and they had the same tastes in anime and games as well.

In so many ways, Nick could think of Carly as the perfect girlfriend, and that’s how his immature college self saw her. It’s why he felt heartbroken when she suddenly dropped out after winter break.

But now he was older and was seeing things with clearer eyes, without all the rose-tinted glasses. And yeah, Carly was still the perfect girlfriend, except for the fact that she had no interest in being a girlfriend to begin with.

“I’m sorry,” she offered awkwardly. “But that’s who I am. I’m not the kind of girl who can only have chocolate, I’ve gotta try all 31 flavors.”

Carly placed her hand over his, a tender gesture completely devoid of sexuality and temptation. “But believe me when I say that it’s not just sex to me, Nick.”

“Wh-What?”

She squeezed his hand tightly. “When I tell people that I’m not the kind of girl who can make commitments like that, they usually tell me that I’m a slut. Or that I shouldn’t just go around having mindless sex.”

“I-I don’t think you’re a slut!” She certainly was no virgin, but that didn’t make her a slut. “It’s just… it’s a lot to take in.”

“That’s what she said,” Carly giggled, glancing down at the tent in his pants that still stubbornly refused to go down. He rolled his eyes in disbelief.

“You know, I thought we were actually having a moment there,” he grumbled.

“We are having a moment,” she smiled. “And that’s why I want you to believe me when I tell you that when we have sex, it won’t be meaningless. If some other boy had been in your place, some loser I couldn’t care less about? I wouldn’t be doing all this with him.”

She took his hand and placed it on her chest again, right over her heart. He could faintly feel it beating through her breast. She gazed into his eyes and smiled.

“I’ve been with a lot of people already, and I’m not ashamed of that. But all of them were important partners for me. Sex isn’t some hollow, mindless activity for pleasure, we both know that. It’s about making a connection with someone. Someone special. And you are special to me, Nick. And when we’re together, I know it’s going to be amazing.”

She let go of his hand and slid around him, pressing her breasts up into his back. They were so soft and warm, and the way his sweat-covered shirt stuck to his skin caused him to feel them perfectly. He swallowed.

“Carly…”

“Shhsh,” she whispered into his ear. “Let’s eat lunch for now. We can finish up when we get back to the room.”

God. The sultry whisper in his ear made him even harder.

---

The rest of the day was a blur for Nick. Lunch had been one big tease. He couldn’t see it as a coincidence that she’d prepared hotdogs for the two of them, especially not with the way she teased hers in and out of her mouth, eyeing him up the whole time like it was him she wanted a taste of.

Somehow, aroused as he was, they’d still made their way down the mountain. He was able to enjoy the scenery properly this time, now that he wasn’t dying, but the straining erection in his pants was a continual distraction from the wonderful sight of the island paradise stretched out before them.

The fact that Carly was walking in front of him and apparently making a conscious effort to bounce her ass with ever step certainly didn’t help THAT.

Nick could see what she was doing. She was working him up, getting him ready, and he knew what she was after. She was trying to loosen his resolve, heat him up so when they got back to the privacy of the Master’s Suite, he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off her.

It was working. He didn’t even remember getting back to the hotel, or getting into the elevator. All he could remember was feeling Carly’s hot body in his, feel her pressed up against him, sucking on his neck like a vampire. Having already felt the supple softness of her boobs, he was able to enjoy them to his heart’s content now, and even through her shirt they were still better than he ever imagined, like his hands were drowning in melting marshmallows.

They practically fell through the door of the suite, barely able to keep their hands off each other enough to get to the bed. It was like one of those movies where the couple made out while ripping each other’s clothes off, only without the making out. She refused to let him have that bit of intimacy. Somehow it made her seem even hotter, and made him even more **** for her.

He fell back on the bed and she pushed away, catching her breath. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and stared down at him, eyes glistening with hunger.

“Ready for the rest of your reward?” She asked in a throaty whisper, circling around the bed like a shark smelling blood in the water.

He swallowed and nodded, knowing in the back of his head that he shouldn’t want this, but unable to resist. Today had been one long foreplay session, building up to what promised to be an absolutely amazing first time. He couldn’t think of anything he’d ever wanted more, losing his virginity to a gorgeous woman like this would be amazing. She was simply radiant in the center of the golden room, like an angel finally returning to heaven.

Nick stared in awe at the vision in front of him. Carly stalked towards the bed, shaking her tits and ass as she slowly stripped off the layers of clothing that hid her amazing figure from his eyes. Full, heavy breasts leading down into an impossibly tapered waist that fountained out into wide hips and a plump booty just begging to be squeezed. As she reached the foot of his bed she removed the last bits of her costume while shaking her hips in an absurd display of her oversexualized heat, leaned over the golden sheets, and climbed on to join him!

Showed Naked Body to Master! +3 VP

Carly crawled like a cat, wagging her bouncing ass from side to side as she slinked towards him. Her hungry eyes held him in place and the way she licked her lips sent a chill down his spine, causing him to feel like the prey of a very persistent predator.

I can’t help it. If this goes on, then we’re absolutely going to-! In those last seconds, reason seized hold of the wheel again. He wanted to tell her to stop, that they shouldn’t do this. Whether she wanted him or not, actually crossing that line and having sex with one of the contestants would be something he couldn’t undo. Even now, Carly’s temptation was causing him to change, begging him to change, and if he went through with it, he didn’t know if he’d come out the other side the same man.

“You must feel so cramped in there…” Carly’s husky voice hissed across his cock. Somehow, she’d gotten this close before he could notice, and her panting breaths kissed the tent in his jeans. She was practically drooling and her face was flushed with desire. It wasn't until she reached for his zipper to finally free his aching shaft from its confines that Nick managed to find his voice.

“Wait!” He gasped, and to his relief, she actually did. She froze, staring up at him in surprise, as if the idea of him not wanting her to touch his dick was beyond the realm of comprehension.

“This… this isn’t right…” He managed to spit out, no matter how “right” his throbbing cock insisted it was.

“What’s the matter?” She asked, half confusion and half sultry purr. “Don’t you want to have sex with me?”

“Of course I do, God… you’re so fucking hot… you can see for yourself how much I want you,” he groaned, her hot breath still making his erection scream with need. “But I can’t… not… not yet… I’m not ready, I’ll… I’d… I wouldn’t be able to control myself-!”

“Who’s asking you to?” She smirked, her fingers slowly crawling up his leg, nearly causing him to jerk forward and angle his bulge towards her tantalizing touch. God, why was she teasing him like this? Why couldn’t she just get on with it already?!

…Because he asked her not to, of course. But right now he was having a hard time understanding why. Carly wanted this. He could see it in the heat of her eyes and hear it in the shortness of her breath. He was the only one objecting here. Objecting to something he very much wanted to do.

But once he gave in, that would be it. He wouldn’t be able to claim any moral high ground over Sylvia if he spent the night fucking Carly’s amazing body every way he could think of. He’d turn into a rutting beast just like she hoped he would, and he refused to give her that satisfaction. Maybe Carly would make him succumb some other night, or maybe it would be another girl. But not tonight. Not right now.

“…Fine then,” Carly said, acquiescing to the resolve in his eyes. “We don’t need to have sex. But I can at least… take care of that for you. Considering I’m the one who made him so excited in the first place...”

God that sounded even better. Carly between his legs, tending to his penis with her hands or mouth, or even those amazing tits of hers, servicing him like the little haremette she was... he was straining against his pants just thinking about it. But he didn’t know if he could trust himself to stop there if she touched him. He shook his head and let out a moan, pleading with his eyes that she understand.

She smiled back at him and sighed, withdrawing her hand. As Carly pulled back Nick found the space to breathe, and he relaxed against the headboard, feeling as if he’d dodged a bullet.

But then their eyes met, and he knew that the night wasn’t over just yet.

“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to,” Carly promised. “But either way… I’m taking care of myself, after you got me so worked up…” She lounged across the bed, splaying her legs wide and snaking her hand down to slip a couple of fingers into her glistening pussy. Nick swallowed as he stared at the soaking slit between her legs. It looked so warm and wet and inviting, he wanted so badly to just drive himself inside it and never leave. He hated how hard he was trying to be a good man. He hated Sylvia for putting him in a position like this, dangling temptation in front of him while leaving just enough of him intact that he couldn’t bring himself to taste it.

But most of all, he hated how sore his dick felt in his hand, so **** to be inside another human being.

Wait… in his hand?

He hadn’t even realized it, but while Carly had been driving her fingers in an out of her sopping cunt, Nick had undone his zipper and taken out his cock, and was pumping his meat with everything he had. The two of them stared across the bed at each other, seeing the want in their partner’s eyes, barely able to keep from lunging forward and losing themselves into the heated bliss of raw, unadulterated mating sex.

“Nghg… rrgh…” Nick bit his lip to keep from moaning out. He felt like if he let himself go like that then he’d be losing somehow, like he was showing Carly he wasn’t man enough for her. Well she’d see. He’d show her just what she was capable of.

“Come on…” Carly panted as she increased the speed of her fingers, gradually increasing the size of the growing puddle between her legs as she worked herself up into a frenzy. She had no qualms about keeping her voice down, filling the suite with passionate moans and the moist “schlep schlep schlep” of her fingers digging into her cunt.

“Fuck… Carly, you’re so fucking hot,” Nick grunted, pounding away with everything he had. His dick was hard as stone in his grasp, and he **** himself to ignore its **** aching, stroking himself as fast as he could to try and match Carly’s pace.

“Yeah… you like that baby?” She whimpered, reaching up to her sweat-covered chest and mauling her boobs with everything she had. “I’ve got hundreds of thousands of subscribers… all of them… hgngh, pay… so much… hanh! …So much money, just… just to see-! To seeee-! To see me… hah… prance about as their favorite anime characters, but you… ungh, you’re getting so much fucking more, and you’re not paying a dime!” She squealed, shaking slightly, but kept going even more fervently. “This fucking hot piece of ass and these huge tits that losers all over the world jack off to… come on… I know you want to make it yours… come on, fuck, oh, yes, please, just… just… ahn!”

She shook for a second, her face twisting with ecstasy, and for second it looked like she was about to fall off the bed. That should have worried Nick but it only made him beat off even harder, unbelievably aroused at the thought of Carly being so into touching herself that thoughts of her own safety had slipped her mind.

“Ugh, fuck, I should just give it to you, shouldn’t I? Push you down and fucking mount you right here… you’ve been so fucking hot for it all day…” Nick groaned, feeling himself running for the edge at top speed. “You want it, don’t you?! Fuck, showing yourself off, posing for me, daring me to just push you down and… fuck!”

“I want it so badlyyyy!” Carly wailed, twisting her nipple hard while her fingers went wild in her cunt. “Seeing you stare at my tits all day, knowing how much you wanted me, I could hardly take it! I wanted to push you down right there on the mountaintop but I couldn’t! God, please, so close… fuck! Fuck!”

She lost the strength in her legs and fell forward, catching herself with her and at the last second. This caused her to be perched right in front of him, her boobs hanging down over his legs and her face right up in front of his cock. She smiled up at him and stuck out her tongue, taunting him, teasing him, and…

“FUCK!” Nick screamed as he crossed the point of no return. He picked up speed, knowing it was only a matter of seconds before he burst. Carly stared up at him, still mauling away at her gash as she urged him on with her eyes.

“Come on… let it out baby, I need your cum all over my titties so fucking bad… I know you want to, stain me fucking white, mark me so that every time I take another shoot, those jerkoffs will know just who this chest belongs to, baby… come on, come, I fucking WANT IT, fuck, I know you’ve been staring at them all day so fucking mark me already!”

That did it. Nick threw back his head and moaned, letting loose the load he’d been building up all night. At the same time Carly clenched her legs and sprayed all over the sheets behind her, arching her back and presenting her face and tits as the perfect canvas for his cum. They lost themselves in mutual passion as he hosed her with his seed, cumming together for what felt like hours. When they finally came down from their mutual orgasm they collapsed beside one another on the bed, neither one having the strength to even clean up the mess they’d made.

Masturbated In Front of the Master! +2 VP

First! x2 Multiplier

Facial! +3 VP

“So…” He heard her mumble from somewhere next to him.

“Want to watch Attack on Titan or something?”

He grunted a reply that may have been a yes. At the moment all he wanted to do was sleep.

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Sylvia scowled as she looked over all the angry comments. The audience had gotten all whiny that Nick had stopped just shy of doing the deed. Sylvia couldn’t blame them, they were so close! If only Carly had been a little more forceful, or him a little more passive, they’d be having hot, sweaty bed-breaking sex to their hearts’ content! Ugh, why did he have to have those pesky morals?! They made everything SO much less fun, even if part of the show was about corrupting them!

Maybe I should have given her a sexier outfit, Sylvia mused. Well, hindsight is 20/20.

Of all the girls, Carly had been her best shot at Nick losing his virginity before the first challenge. Kim was too inexperienced, Holly was too vitriolic, and Dakota…

Well, Dakota would be a problem all to her own.

She’d also made a little adjustment to the points, which a few people were complaining about. Some of Carly’s more passionate fans demanded that she be granted the full 5 VP for showing her naked body that Dani had gotten. But that was Sylvia’s doing. Carly had only earned 3 VP for meeting that goal because she’d already gotten +2 VP for showing off her breasts. Seeing a girl naked when you’ve already seen her tits wasn’t worth a full 5 points.

Even without that bump, Carly had managed to accrue enough points from her sex acts over the course of the day to squeak out a first place lead over Dani with 16 VP. There was only a single point of difference, but as neither girl was likely to get more than that, they set pretty close.

Now it was just a matter of how good the other girls would do. There were three dates left to get to, and Sylvia was eager to see what the rest of the master’s harem would come up with!