Squelch... squelch... Plap!
Lewd sounds pervaded the cavern, mixed with squeaky moans and deep whines. Man and wife lay on the ground, their clothes providing them an inadequate cover from the sand as they made love, furious, sloppy, utterly devoted, mind-breaking love.
The rest of the world seemed to be of no concern in their minds. Especially Ken, whose monstrous cock was still hard as a rocky pillar, dislodged deep within the stretched folds of Simm's battered pussy as they brutally rutted in a mating press!
Every thrust was toeing the limits of what her body could handle. Slimy cum spluttered out of her twitching love hole with each push. Cock and womb wrestled each other without tiring, and Simm's pussy did not want to let go.
Ken loved the feeling of his balls smacking into Simm's plump, soft butt. He loved being able to wrap himself around her whole frame, sniffing her raven hair and licking her forehead as he plapped, plapped, and plapped her quivering, messy, fuckhole while she egged him on through soft mewls.
"Ohh, right there, thrust right there! Rub your cockhead into every ridge of my poor pussy. Smear your cockslop in every millimeter of pussy muscle. Dig deeper, oh, yeah! There, kiss my gaped-up womb. You can go in again, you know? I know you've got more loads inside those balls, perv. I know my dearest husband very well, even though he-Uuuaghh?!"
Ken didn't give her the chance to slip into another angry rant, distracting her by grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, leaving her chin and neck exposed.
Growling like a starving wolf, he bit down on the soft, supple flesh of the neck, slid both of his hands back to grab her meaty buttcheeks as hard as he could while slamming the entirety of his cock into her pussy again, stretching out the back of her womb!
"Naughty cock! Evil human bastard! Stuffing my already full womb again like you can't wait for my eggs to be coated by your cream! You weren't like this before, perv! You never pumped my naughty pussy so recklessly! Do you really want to make sure I'm bred and pregnant by the time your cock leaves my pussy! Are you treating my womb like a toy you can do with as you you please just because you're my stud husband? Fine then! Fuck my womb good! Make me a goblin mama! Spray even more cum into my baby-maker! Cum! Cum! Cum your brains out in your onahole concubine!"
Ken had never heard Simm degrade herself so enthusiastically during her cock-drunk phase. But it was a turn-on, nonetheless. His cock regained the last bit of its vigor and crashed into her twitching hole with wild abandon, treating it like a real toy.
"Oh, Oh! It's coming! I can feel your cock getting excited! It won't leave my pussy without breaking it for good! Knock your wife up, stud! Make her pussy a messy jizz-bucket! Make my stomach round with your baby-batter! I want to feel every last drop you have!"
With his final, merciless thrust, Ken's cock spewed what felt like a liter of cum. The surges came and came, while the walls of her excited pussy milked every inch out obediently. Almost two minutes passed in that fully joined mating position until Ken was sure his cock was going soft, leaking tiny droplets that got lost inside the jizz-filled hole he had dug into his lovely wife...Who had fallen unconscious at some point, probably too tired to stay awake anymore.
Ken had no intention to join her in her peaceful slumber. He pulled his cock out of her with utmost caution, a process that produced some unholy sloshing, squelching pops. Thankfully, Simm remained undisturbed, probably not feeling much down there after hours of rutting. Ken's cock felt pretty numb, a result of his deteriorated physique after the world spirit's punishment for 'breaking the law'.
This was a good time to reassess his situation and reorganize his priorities. He had no idea how many years had passed while he was 'dead'. He had given in to passion too quickly with Simm, not that he regretted it. It sounded like she had waited for him for very long. His cute concubine deserved everything she wanted from him.
With a thought, he summoned the progression panel again.
[ Race: Human ]
[ Race Talent: - ]
[ Class: Mage ]
[ Level: 3+ ]
Beneath the stats, a series of unread notifications glowed. A lot had happened there while Ken was busy breeding his beloved concubine.
[Subject has successfully used a common-grade flamepalm spell. Assigning Class: Mage ]
[ Subject has shown remarkable resilience despite a weakened body. Exp +5 ]
[ Subject has reached the level cap as a Level 3 human. Use the secondary panel to upgrade your level. ]
Ken focused on the row showing his Level and a new, more detailed panel replaced the basic one.
[ Level 3 ] [ Warrior Class: Locked ]
[ Exp: 505/500 ]
[ Upgrade: Now / Later ]
[ Attributes: Strength (1.3); Speed (1.1); Stamina (1.6); Magic Affinity (1.5) ]
"Been some time since I saw stats like these..." Ken muttered to himself while choosing the upgrade option. He wasn't a fool waiting for something special. He knew what path lay ahead of him. He was sure of the steps he needed to take. Hoarding Experience points to surprise enemies with sudden breakthroughs wasn't his way of doing things.
The moment he chose to upgrade his level, an addition sign appeared beside each physical attribute stat in the panel, beckoning at him to choose which he wanted to improve. And a notification appeared under the stats.
[ Reward for Reaching level 4 as a human : 2.5 Attribute Enhancement Points. Allocate them as you please among your attributes. ]
"I am good enough to rail her senseless for now. So physical attributes are out of the equation..."
He chose to add the increment to his Magical Affinity. He had no intention to unlock the warrior class right now. Upgrading from level 3 to level 4 as a human only provided him 2.5 points. But that would almost triple his current magical potential. That would be enough!
[ Level: 4 ] [ Warrior Class: Locked ]
[ Exp: 0005/1250 ]
[ Attributes: Strength (1.3), Speed (1.1), Stamina (1.6), Magic Affinity (4.0) ]
"Now, what about my stats as a mage?"
Once he summoned the secondary panel for his current Class, a devious smile took shape on Ken's face.