You Lecherous Hero~ {Main Branch}

Deciding to take care of my ailment in the shower I yawned with my entire chest and stretched as I exited the shower. Having a huge cock and magic app was all well and good for my sex life but did jack shit for anything else. In other words, I got dressed for interviews.

As I exited the hotel room Ms. Amari stopped me with a hand softly pushing on my chest as she demanded I give her a tight hug and kiss before leaving. Something she stopped demanding from Layla since she was much younger. Of course I obliged, allowing my hand to rest against the small of her back as she buried her face in my chest and audibly inhaled.

“You smell like a stud, now go take the city like one.” She commented as she sent me off with a pat on my ass and a promise to return after her work hours as she would be leaving soon after me.

I wish I got to see her off. Sexy office lady is an opportunity I do not want to pass up. I sighed in complaint as I waited for the bus with my phone now open.

‘Congratulations! You have discovered the dual nature of action tags! Please click notification for details’

Man, am I a genius or something? I mean yeah I am a scholar but that’s for my communication major not being a detective. I thought to myself.

‘Dual Nature: Action Tags possess the unique trait of being able to be used on and by the user once assigned to a target. This feature can be turned off for free if the user so desires but will cost 10 user points to turn the trait back on.’

“Well that’s pretty cool. Man, whoever developed this thing is thorough with their work.” I said as I felt the autumn breeze rejuvenate my tired body.

Jet lag is a bitch and a half. I complained before scrolling onto the app.

‘Amari Golde has gained 3 submission points!’

‘Amari Golde has gained 2 love points!’

‘Character Profile: Amari Golde

- Age: 43

- Height: 5’1

- Body Type: Milf

- Race: Filipino

- Hair: Giant braid / black

- Skin: Caramel

- Aesthetic Tags: [???] / [???]

- Action Tags: [Corruption] / [???]

- Love Score: 47 (+2)

- Submission Score: 44 (+3)’

“Holy hell, Ms. Amari is almost at Besties level. I wonder how that will affect her tag if at all. She already seems to eliminate the thought of personal space from her mind thanks to Corruption.” I pondered aloud as I looked to my left seeing the city bus come closer. A mere two stops away.

This driver would be the first person I really come face to face with since I entered the city. I hoped I looked as dashing as Ms. Amari made me feel. I made sure to spray my hair with a rose water and coconut oil infusion and put cologne on all my hot spots.

I even dressed casual yet fashionable as I sported my nice tapered dress pants with my fathers suit and church shirt, not to mention his vest. He was a major Peaky Blinders fan, so I was dressed like an underground businessman forgoing the cap to keep my hair from frizzing. I wore my steel toe hiking boots in case I had to walk a major distance or defend myself.

The crime rate in the city is low, but there’s nowhere in which crime does not exist at all. I looked to the skies sending a small prayer out for Ms. Amari and Layla to enjoy their day in a safe way. The excitement I had to see Layla in a thong was insurmountable, but alas, patience was a virtue.

As I returned my line of sight the approaching bus came to a screeching halt, sadly, it was not the only thing screeching.

“Aaaaahhh! Help he has a gun!” The driver yelled as a masked assailant loomed over her with their lethal weapon boxing her into her station. Seeing me for some dumbass reason I think she assumed me a guardian angel and reached for the lever to open the doors. I froze in place begging God that she just wanted to create an escape route for those on the bus but when they all sat frozen in fear, I figured the opposite.

Fearing the bastard with a gun would turn onto me I decided to take action and charged them. Implementing Detroit Style Defense I performed truly mythological feats and disarmed the assailant. Really, I did, I just didn’t record it. That’s why you aren’t seeing a video.

With the jackasses hands in my grip I kept him pinned under my knees with is face to the floor. Demanding a binding agent from the bus driver she quickly gave me her long sleeve shirt. As everyone settled down from their shock claps came in waves. Applause of all natures and faces that couldn’t decide if they wanted to cry or smile. The bus driver happiest of all to be saved launched her body at me into a bear hug.

“Thank you! Thank you so much!” She screamed as her tears ran. I simply rubbed her bare back as her clothed breasts laid themselves on me. Feeling my heartbeat share rhythm with her own we found solace in our waning panic. As I finally got to have a decent look at her…

Damn, dat ass. Was the only thing I could muster. I was an addict for ass, it was official. Buzzing rang in my pocket like crazy, the app for sure sending many notifications. The woman too shaken to stand continued to hold me for another 10 minutes before her panic and relief gave way to her embarrassment of being cuddled onto a stranger.

As she removed her face from my chest stains of snot and tears could be seen on my shirt. Ah damn it all. I thought before hearing her words.

“I- I’m sorry for getting you dirty. I don’t have anything besides some hand sanitizer on me if you want it. But I promise I can send you money on my phone at my next resting point if you want to replace it!” She professed. Seeing this as my chance to steal the heart of a big booty woman I simply smiled and held her shoulder.

“No worries, the happy tears of a beautiful woman are something to wear with honor. I appreciate your contribution.” Her eyes locked into mine in astonishment as her face blushed. Now getting to see her front I could fully put the picture together.

A gorgeous tall woman with wavy blonde hair leading to her mid back acting like a teasing drape for her fat ass. Her plump boobs and rosey lips complimented each other and it all came together with her hourglass like figure. Her skin creases that revealed a bit about her age and tiredness were cute accessories to her look.

Tucking her hair behind her ear she smiled shyly as she stuttered, “Are you f- flirting with me right now? Seriously?”

“How would I be able to resist? I saw your beauty before I saw the robber.” I falsely admitted. Truth be told if she wasn’t my type the curses I would be hurling at this woman would be something for the history books! Whether that speaks more about my character or her attractiveness I do not know.

“Feel free to take my number but instead of using it to pay me money how about we use it to get to know each other?” I offered forcing her blush to glow even brighter.

“O- okay!” She giggled like a schoolgirl at the suggestion.

_Is she ****? **** white women are like top 5! Yes! _I celebrated internally and we exchanged numbers.

“Alice Dempsy, pretty name. I like it.” I said after saving her number with a heart emoji next to it, making sure she saw it she smirked at me appreciating the small unsaid compliment.

“Damon Blackgate is a great name too. Sounds very strong. D- do you mind if I say it often.” She asked. I wondered what situations besides talking to me she could say it in but entertained her anyway.

“Honestly I’m the jealous type , so I hope you can’t get it out of your head.” I admitted this time speaking the truth. It was a bad habit, becoming possessive of women that showed the slightest interest and surely it would bite me in the ass one day. However, until then I will indulge my habits fully.

She looked at me with scared eyes, “I’m the loyal type so please don’t worry about things like that. I would never play around with your feelings. I promise.” She said placing her hand on my chest where her saliva and snot rested.

Oh the things I’m going to do to you woman.

“Hey! It’s been 15 minutes since the police left. Can you get back to driving instead of flirting now?!” A ragged old man yelled from the back of the bus as he waved his cane in the air.

Chuckling I held Alice’s hand and brought it to my lips. “Come on. I don’t want to get you in trouble.” She nodded as she returned to her seat and closed the bus doors. As I came closer to pay my fare she raised her hand stopping me.

“Don’t pay, I have something to give you before you get off.” She claimed and sent me to take a seat.

As I sat I looked at my phone and saw many notifications appear from the app.

‘Congratulations! You have caused a massive increase in subjects love and submission score! +3 user points!’

‘Alice Dempsy added as subject!’

‘Alice Dempsy has gained 53 submission points!’

‘Alice Dempsy has gained 60 love points!’

‘Due to this rapid increase in points for one subject a reward will be distributed at a later time!’

‘Due to instantly gaining enough points to tag Alice Dempsey the user will be granted one Substantial tag for free!’

‘Due to achievement you will be granted an additional 10 points in the love and submission categories!’

‘You have gained 60 submission points! You have gained 50 love points!’

Sweet lord! I gained a damn boon today! I wonder if it can get any better? I pondered before tapping onto her profile.

‘Character Profile: Alice Dempsy

- Age: 36

- Height: 6’0

- Body Type: Mature

- Race: White (German)

- Hair: Flowing strawberry blonde

- Skin: White / Freckled

- Aesthetic Tags: [???] / [???]

- Action Tags: [???] / [???]

- Love Score: 60

- Submission Score: 53

What to choose for her tags. Man who am I kidding I know exactly what I’m taking. I’m exploring that rosebud if nothing else! After that I’ve got a few ideas…

Using my free purchase I immediately bought [Anal Focus] and laid my head back awaiting my destination.

A/N: Why does no one try to write their own chapters? Is it too boring? Sigh, I am plagued with sadness. Anyway! I currently need to create a sustainable amount of income and eventually a career, so I ask you, for the promise of constant and consistent release of chapters with a minimum of 1,500 words. What would you all say is a fair price?