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Chapter 17 by PervyVicky PervyVicky

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Too late!

Every gasp for breath he took he wanted to yell out "Load", but the soft and squishy thighs of Chiaki made gathering the willpower to do so impossible. The girl had her mind laser focused on getting Kazuichi to snap and indulge on this fantasy of hers. Her grin grew wider, more malicious, proud of how much pleasure coursed through the mechanic's body.

"Load!" He finally managed.

Instead of seeing the world around him shift back, resetting them both to their previous save point, he only saw a confused Chiaki who quickly came with her own explanation for his words.

"Want to blow a load already? Oh don't worry, I can help you with that as many times as you need~ But you have to_ take me _now."

The five minute window was gone. He knew panicking and yelling "Load, load, load!" over and over would do him no good. It was now impossible to rollback to before he made her wear the shirt, keeping for now her mind locked in inspiration about her Konami code shirt.

"W-Wait. This isn't right," he began, hoping appealing to her reason would be enough to overcome the effects of the previous trigger. "You and Hajime are a thing already, we can't be doing this, you don't have to do this!"

The expression on the gamer's face became smugger, unwilling to approach his concerns seriously. "What's wrong about it when it feels so right? You want me. I know you do. Stop worrying about him and enjoy yourself~" Chiaki purred, taking a break from stroking his manhood to press her bra against him, letting him enjoy the warmth irradiating from her breasts. "He doesn't have to know, and he will not know. If you keep this little adventure between us, things will be much easier for the both of us~"

The more blood rushed down to his erection the harder it was to deny Chiaki's advances, but this still was not something he could simply allow. "Can't do that to another dude! L-Look, you need to re-think this, I can't simply do this and make you dump Hajime out of nowhere, I-"

"Who said anything about dumping him?" Chiaki replied with seemingly honest confusion.

"You said you wanted me to 'take' you from him," an increasingly frustrated Soda replied.

Chiaki giggled, backing off and standing up, now separated from his lap. Before he could get any illusions of having succeeded to persuade her, her thumbs dug inside the sides of the laced white underwear and began pulling down, letting out a condescending giggle accompanied by the ever growing mirthless smile.

"That was more of a figure of speech, dummy. Perhaps... Borrow me would work best?"

Chiaki continued sliding the underwear down slowly, swaying her hips as she did so int what could only be described as another way to tease him into snapping.

"I don't want to break up with Hajime, but... I think playing the nice girl all this time has gotten kind of old... I want to have some other kind of fun now," she continued, her panties finally reaching the ground displaying with no shame her wet pussy. "It might not be the 'right way' to play, but I want to be the kind of girl that doesn't mind having more than one life to have fun. What Hajime doesn't know, won't hurt him, and if it won't hurt him, what's stopping me from having some fun with all the boys in our class?"

"W-Wait, so not just me?"

She again giggled, now facing him and hovering her dripping pussy above his pulsating cock.

"Aw, I'm flattered... But I'm not really thinking of something like that... I just want to make you feel real nice, and in exchange you'll keep my little secret, won't you?"

This was... bad. In truth "Yes, I cheat" did not simply make her willing to go behind her partner's back to enjoy the thrill of running away with someone else, but instead the before sweet and kind girl now relished on the act of cheating for itself. The thought of staying in the relationship and hopping from guy to guy frequently and constantly now stood as a cornerstone of her kinks. Yes, she cheated, from now on often, with anyone, as long as she could keep her boyfriend oblivious to the fact she wanted to ride every man but him.

With the save point now gone, there was no going back, and unless he could use another trigger to revert what he had done, this was the only Chiaki Nanami that existed.

That being said... He could not make things anything worse... Could he? Kazuichi sat there, legs spread wide, unzipped jumpsuit. With his exposed cock pulsating with desire. Chiaki, and her newly found kink eager to consummate what in her mind had always been a life-long fantasy.

"Say it. Say that you want me. I need to hear how much you want my cheating pussy."

This was wrong. This was immoral. Hajime was his friend, but-

"Fuck. Let me take you."

Chiaki took Kazuichi's dick in her hand, and lowered herself down onto his lap. Her juices, her sweat, all her liquids coated him. She let out a low moan as she slid onto him.

"Oh shit! Yes, baby!"

Her voice was high, a tone that Kazuichi had never heard from her.

"Fuck! This feels amazing!"

He felt his dick throbbing, the heat, the tightness.

She bounced up and down on him, and his eyes closed.

"No, keep your eyes open. I want you to see how badly I've wanted this!" Her hips rocked on him, while all he could do was clench his teeth while planting his hands firmly on her ass, now losing himself to the pleasure and forcing the ass of the gamer to come down with more **** every thrust. The heat, the friction, the wetness, and the sound of his balls slapping against her. The scent of sweat and sex, the feeling of her pussy around his cock. It was all so much for Kazuichi.

"Chiaki, I'm close! G-Get off!"

"Oh no way. I want you to do it inside. I want you to leave me full with the reminder that I chose you over him!"

"Chiak-"

"Give me your babies. Give me a child!"

"FUCK!"

With a final thrust, Kazuichi let out a grunt as he shot rope after rope into the gamer's pussy, paralyzing them both into shudders of pleasure.

"FUCK!"

They stayed like this for a few seconds, Chiaki's pussy filled with Kazuichi's cum, while she looked at him, smiling.

"You are so manly Soda... I feel so full..."

"Hah... I can't believe we did that..."

"Neither can I... I'm so happy~"

What can he do now?

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