Jackson in HRPG-World 02

Again.

What was it with this crazy fucked-up world?

Not that DaBigBoom was complaining. The inside of her tail felt fucking incredible around his cock.

Fifi's cheeks reddened. She closed her eyes and gave a series of little sexy gasps. The bulbous organ at the end of her tail began to pulsate faster and faster.

Oh fuck.

DaBigBoom closed his eyes and gave a little moan of his own. Her tail pulsed and sucked on his cock. He didn't know what she was doing in there, but he definitely didn't want her to stop. Her slick walls rubbed up and down his shaft, sliding on a sensual layer of warm, silky liquid. Soft flesh contracted and gently pumped his swollen glans. Like a kiss.

Fifi's gasps grew louder and came more frequently. The pulsations of her tail speeded up to match. DaBigBoom was no longer doubled up but instead bent back the other way, teetering on unsteady legs with his crotch thrust out before him while Fifi's tail-full-of-every-known-hooker's-trick continued to work over his helpless manhood.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she squealed in delight.

Oh fuck. DaBigBoom couldn't hold on any longer. His hips jerked forwards, driving him deeper into the moist, sticky flesh of her pulsing tail pot. His erection swelled and he ejaculated a tension-flattening glob of spunk right into her tail.

Fifi gave a long, contented sigh. Her tail continued to move around DaBigBoom's cock, the motions slower and more deliberate now. She sucked on his spurting penis, gulped down his ejaculate and kept sucking until DaBigBoom's pipes were well and truly drained. Then her tail detached with a wet shlup.

DaBigBoom rocked on his feet. His knees, his whole body felt like a wobbly plate of jelly. A ghostly red heart blossomed in the air between them, before floating up into the darkness.

Aw, how sweet, DaBigBoom thought.

Then he noticed the number, forty-four, floating up from him.

Fuck, it had been an attack after all. It had bashed forty-four off his unknown number of hit points.

It was worse than that.

The same number, but in green rather than white, was floating above Fifi's head.

Fuck, the cheeky minx had sucked forty-four points right out of him and added it to her own hit points.

More importantly, DaBigBoom wondered how the fuck he was supposed to defeat her if every attack restored that much of her health. His crappy little broken bow certainly wasn't going to cut it.

"Delicious," Fifi said, running a tongue around her sensual red lips. She opened her eyes. "Oh, you're still alive. How wonderful."

DaBigBoom suspected her happiness at his still being alive was because it meant she could attack him again rather than any concern for his wellbeing.

"Hmm, I wonder."

Fifi pulled down and stepped out of her panties. The game had definitely swerved off into X-rated territory. The hairless folds of her pussy were clearly visible to DaBigBoom, and anyone else that happened to be looking.

"Did they tell you how these coloured squares work?"

Fifi motioned to the ground around them. Most of the ground was grey apart from some squares that glowed with red, blue, green or yellow light.

"Nope. It never came up," DaBigBoom said.

"How silly." Fifi tsked. "How can anyone plan strategy without accounting for the Terra effect squares. Oh well. You see, the different colours grant different abilities. Some are negative—they lower attack or inflict damage. Others have positive effects."

Stepping elegantly on her stiletto high heels, Fifi walked around him until she was standing on the red square adjacent to his.

"Now this square grants me two additional attacks," Fifi said. Her eyes gleamed with lust.

Uh oh, DaBigBoom thought.

"Mmm, and I have just the attack I'd like to triple up on," Fifi said.

She reached in and pulled DaBigBoom right to the boundary between their squares, close enough for her to embrace him if she wished.

DaBigBoom hoped his remaining life points were considerably higher than forty-four.

Fifi put her arms around DaBigBoom's neck. Her large black bat wings folded around him like a cape. His nostrils were filled with the musky perfume of her body. She stared into his eyes. Hers were bright and gleaming with lust.

"What's the matter?" she asked with a disarming smile.

DaBigBoom thought of the forty-four floating up into the sky.

"I was wondering if we could, you know, skip the whole attack thing," he said.

Fifi was close enough for her cute little button nose to brush against his. She smiled and shook her head.

"It's a really . . . naughty attack," she said. "You'll love it."

Her soft cheek rubbed against DaBigBoom's.

"Especially when I triple it," she whispered in his ear.

Her hands slipped down his back and she pulled their bodies together in a close embrace. Her wings tugged against his back like soft latex. He felt the soft press of her boobs against his chest. The erect points of her nipples caught on the fabric of his T-shirt.

"You're different," Fifi whispered in his ear. "There's a reality about you the others don't have."

The spicy musk of her body, the heat, was overpowering. She nibbled on his earlobe before leaving a trail of soft kisses along his cheek. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. DaBigBoom was too lost to notice as her hands moved further down and loosened the remnants of his trousers until they slid down and fell to his ankles in a crumpled pile. DaBigBoom's erection hadn't even had a chance to subside. Fifi rubbed her naked crotch against him and he trembled as the hard staff of his cock slid along the folds of her sex. She was already wet.

"And you're mature enough to truly appreciate my special . . . talents," Fifi paused the kiss to whisper.

She stared at him with bedroom eyes. She slipped a foot out of her thigh-length heels and rubbed it down the outside of DaBigBoom's thigh.

Fuck, she was hot—incredible. Jackson might fantasize about girls like this in the real world, but if one had thrown themselves into his arms like this he'd have assumed they were drunk, or tripping out. He peered down at the perfect pink globes of her boobs, boobs that were even now rubbing against his chest. So hot. DaBigBoom felt hot too, boiling. Given the cartoon quality of most of the setting, he was surprised steam wasn't rushing out of his ears. Who cared she was only pixels when they felt as good as this.

"See, I told you we didn't need to mess around with all that fighting malarkey," DaBigBoom said.

Fifi tipped her head back and laughed. "Silly boy, I'm a succubus. Sex is my attack."

Now that really put DaBigBoom in a quandary. His body was on fire. He really really wanted to have sex with Fifi. But if sex was her attack, how much damage would it do? And did he have enough hit points left to withstand that damage?

Fifi kissed him again.

Fuck it. It was a risk worth taking.

He put his arms around her and clutched the soft flesh of her ass cheeks. Fifi giggled and did the same back to him. He jolted with a shiver as her bulbous-ended tail curled up between his legs and left a trail of sticky kisses up the inside of his thigh. He moved his legs further apart to give her tail easier access. She rewarded him by tickling down his perineum and giving one of his testicles a pleasant little suck with her tail orifice.

Fifi unwrapped her wings from around DaBigBoom. She set her body hovering again with languid flaps. Now both of her feet were sliding up and down the outside of his legs. Her hands gripped the sides of his body and she moaned as his hard-on slid along the moist crevice of her sex.

"Want me to put it in?" DaBigBoom asked, unable to hide his enthusiasm.

Fifi smiled at him in amusement. "You want to suicide?"

Er, when you put it that way, not really, DaBigBoom thought. What was he doing? Was it really a good idea to stay in the arms of a devil woman like this?

Fifi crossed her legs behind DaBigBoom. Her sex parted like the lips of a mouth. Glistening strands of mucus formed threads between her plush labia. She gobbled up the swollen head of his cock and slid slowly—really slowly—down his shaft until her moist labia were kissing his groin.

Yep. Good idea. Definitely a good idea.

DaBigBoom closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his manhood sliding up a moist tunnel with soft—super soft—fleshy walls. They pressed around him and undulated with gentle pulses. Fifi added to the sensation by wriggling in his lap.

Now this was definitely unprotected sex.

Normally, DaBigBoom would have been terrified of attempting a sexual position like this for fear of tipping the girl over and bouncing her skull off the floor. Girls didn't normally have wings. Fifi might have had both feet off the ground and her legs wrapped around him, but she was definitely the one in control here. All DaBigBoom could do was stand braced with his feet apart while she flapped her midnight-black bat wings and moved her body against him like a wave.

Up, down, her hips moved. Up, down; DaBigBoom sighed as his erection moved inside a moist, lubricated channel of heavenly soft flesh. Fifi gave her own sighs as her hips met his with a lewd squelch. Her juices bubbled out and dribbled down the insides of his thighs. He felt the lascivious suction of her sex as each downward stroke of her wings took her hips up to the peak of the next stroke.

"I can take triple of this," DaBigBoom said.

"Mmm, that's good to hear," Fifi said, "then let's begin."

Begin? Weren't they already beginning?

Her hips came back down and this time DaBigBoom felt his cock plunge into something soft, warm and sinful. Sinful. That was the best word for it. Like he'd just plunged into a cushion of congealed sin. It puffed up inside her and smothered the swollen tip of his cock. A pleasant little tickle crawled across his engorged glans. Fifi pressed downwards and that warm something engulfed the whole of his member, right to the root.

Fuck. He felt like his dick was soaking in every dirty little immoral thought given physical form, every filthy little perverted desire.

"Oh yes," Fifi sighed.

A gentle little rippling squeeze ran along the length of DaBigBoom's shaft from the root to the tip. It felt like a soft little tug from a hand entirely made out of honey. DaBigBoom lasted about as long as every perpetually horny teen presented with the real thing for the first time. At least he didn't feel guilty this time.

"Coming," he said with a grunt.

He squeezed her ass between his hands and pressed his hips forward. A column of semen rushed up his shaft and erupted into the soft sticky tissue enveloping his twitching manhood. It absorbed his seed like a sponge, like a black hole absorbing light. The sinful organ wriggled and pulsed leisurely around DaBigBoom's swollen penis while Fifi moaned in delight. DaBigBoom's cock responded with a series of slow, steady throbs as he emptied his balls into her devilish body.

"That was one," Fifi said with a smile.

A ghostly red heart bloomed in the air between them and floated upwards into the sky on a spray of smaller spinning red hearts. One hundred and forty appeared above her head in green numerals.

That was one? DaBigBoom thought. His knees were trembling and his fringe was wet with perspiration.

Fifi relaxed her legs and shifted position. She leant forward and let a flap of her wings pull their conjoined hips apart. DaBigBoom's cock was released from the cushion of super-soft sinful tissue. She nearly let him slide all the way out before her pliable labia squeezed down around the mushroom head of his cock, keeping it inside her heat.

The bulbous tip of her tail pressed up between his arse cheeks. The flanges stuck to his buttocks. The orifice at the centre of her tail nudged against and began to suck on his anus in a sensation that was unexpected but surprisingly pleasant.

Fifi rubbed the tip of her nose against DaBigBoom's. "Two," she said.

Her legs folded tightly around his waist. She slid back down his pole and once again DaBigBoom was pushing up against that moist, perversely pliable bulge of tissue at the back of her vagina. His cock never even had a chance to go down before its head was wrapped in a clingy membrane that drew him back into a glob of congealed depravity. Fifi closed her eyes and pulled in her taut midriff. She sucked.

Forbidden pleasures whispered up DaBigBoom's shaft. His body tensed and he groaned in pleasure as he erupted again. Once again she thoroughly absorbed his issue. The black hole pull of her sex extended down his urethra and into his crotch until DaBigBoom was no longer sure if he was pumping his seed into her, or she pumping it out of him.

Another spectral red heart bloomed in the air between them. A +1 floated up into the sky together with two lots of 220, one green and one white.

That sounded like a lot, DaBigBoom thought. It felt like a lot. His breath came out in ragged gasps. Sweat ran down his body and stained the inside of his jackets. His hair was a soaking mop. Wasn't he supposed to be a level one k'winny or something? How come he had so many HP?

Fifi shifted her body again. Her internal cushion released DaBigBoom's cock, but this time not so far. He was still deep inside her, his still-engorged cock pressing lightly against the pliant membrane of the mysterious organ at the end of her pussy.

"Are you okay there?" she asked. Her voice was all light and breezy as if this was just a bit of fun rather than a series of brutal bashes to DaBigBoom's HP total.

"I'd be enjoying it a lot more if it didn't take so much out of me," DaBigBoom panted.

"Oh quit complaining," Fifi said. "You've still got plenty to give."

Her tail wormed up against his ass. The orifice kissed and sucked on his sphincter in a way that sent shivers of pleasure running up his spine.

Then DaBigBoom heard a crackle. Like static electricity. The flanges of her tail grew warm—hot—against his soft ass cheeks.

DaBigBoom's eyes widened.

Fifi laughed at his expression.

"I'm not going to blast you," she said. "That would be gross."

DaBigBoom was trying not to picture several thousand volts of electricity jolting up into his ass, or imagine what that would do to his colon.

"Men are such fragile little things when it comes to sex. A couple of pops and you're done. Totally unacceptable. I still have an attack left."

Her tail orifice sucked his anus open. The bulbous tip of her tail contracted. A warm crackle of energy zinged up his rectal wall and enveloped his prostate gland in a warm glow.

"There, a little help for your prostate," Fifi said.

DaBigBoom's mouth fell open. His cock, which had just started to soften, twitched back to aching fullness and nudged up against the sticky trap at the base of Fifi's vagina.

"Three," Fifi said.

Back down she came, and back into that soft bubble of concentrated degeneracy DaBigBoom plunged. It felt like the moist organ was whispering indecent suggestions right to his cells, murmurings he could not resist.

Fifi took her hands off DaBigBoom's sides and brought them back to her own body. She sighed and massaged her heavy boobs as they bobbed back and forth with each thrust of her body. He wasn't even sure who was supporting who now. Her body tugged and pushed him while her wings flapped harder and faster, working to keep both of them upright.

DaBigBoom had thought he had nothing left. Fifi had other ideas. Her tail continued to pulse pleasant little crackles of energy into DaBigBoom until his prostate—then his balls—felt like they were lit up and glowing.

"Oh yes!" Fifi cried.

Her sex clenched around him, smooshing that soft sinful something against his over-sensitised penis. DaBigBoom groaned and let fly with the biggest ejaculation of the three. Fifi drew the torrents of cum from his body and absorbed it all.

Then she released him. Her tail detached from his ass, her legs uncrossed from behind his buttocks and her vagina dilated. DaBigBoom toppled backwards and fell flat on his back.

Fifi continued to hover for a few moments before elegantly landing back on her naked feet.

"Mmm, that was most enjoyable," she said to no one in particular.

DaBigBoom gave a loud groan. How could something that felt so good leave him feeling so shit. He looked up. Two 400s, a +2 and another stupid red heart. That must be it. She'd knocked him out, incapacitated him, or whatever this game treated zero HP as.

Fifi looked down at him and her big eyes widened in surprise.

"You're still going?"

DaBigBoom could just about move his arms and legs. He wasn't sure that qualified as still going.

"How intriguing," Fifi said. Her lips turned up in a wicked smile.

DaBigBoom wasn't so sure he liked that smile. He pulled up his knees and started to get back to his feet. He was unsteady, like a punch-drunk boxer in the tenth round.

Fifi held her tail in her arms like a rifle again. DaBigBoom liked that even less. The bulbous end swelled up as if inhaling a deep breath and then puffed out a thick cloud of sparkling pink dust and shimmering red hearts. DaBigBoom was enveloped. He breathed in and inhaled a powerful, sultry perfume that smelt like something an expensive escort would wear when entertaining exclusive clientele. The scent set his heart racing and caused his brain to throb with sexual excitement.

It also made his arms and legs feel like sacks of wet cement.

"Don't get up," Fifi said with a smile.

Not that it was needed. DaBigBoom was already falling back to the floor. The cloud wrapped around him like a comfortable duvet. Ephemeral hearts collided with his skin and popped like wet kisses. The dust covered him and set pleasure receptors sparking all across his body.

"I surrender," DaBigBoom said. "I give in. You've beaten me." Even his dick had decided it'd had enough.

"I thought I had," Fifi said, "And yet you're still here on the game board. Most intriguing."

She grabbed his ankles and pulled his body off the rocky path and onto the softer dirt or ash making up the verge. DaBigBoom noticed he was now lying at the intersection of four board squares with Fifi lying on her elbow next to him.

"What about the game rules?" he asked. "Shouldn't we be staying within our own squares?"

"Rules, feh," Fifi said dismissively. "I'm more interested in you."

She tip-toed up his exposed chest on long fingernails and flicked the bottom of DaBigBoom's chin.

"You're clearly not a k'winny, but what are you? Even with the stat boost from these," she tugged one of the three jackets he was still wearing, "you still have far too many HP for any character class of your level."

"I'm DaBigBoom."

For once he was glad that stupid word fell out of his mouth rather than his real name. A cold calculating spark had appeared at the heart of her big bright eyes. DaBigBoom had a disconcerting feeling the over-sexed demonic ditz with a magical tail was just a costume and now he was glimpsing the actress beneath.

"That's the name Pihanga gave you. She behaves as though she's the main character, the player, but she's just another piece in this game. Her role is to attempt to usurp the starring role for comedic effect. That's all."

Fifi's long nails tickled lightly around his nipple. They looked a little too pointed and sharp for DaBigBoom to be entirely comfortable with them being where they were.

"You, however, are something entirely different."

DaBigBoom didn't need to be told that. He was human. Real. Everything apart from him was a collection of pixels—nothing more than 1s and 0s within the memory of a computer.

At least that's what he'd thought.

Fifi's hand, her fingers tipped with those wickedly sharp nails, tickled down to DaBigBoom's crotch.