Chapter 61: Live-in Lover - Part 25 (R18)

[RETURNER FANTASY SYSTEM][Quest 12 – Jess’s Pent-up Lust]

[Reward – Jess’s Archive Update 2]

[Objective – Satisfy Jess’s pent-up lust (50%)]

[Countdown – 8 hours]

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Their intimacy was put on hold, with Jeff’s confidence, pride, and self-esteem as a man shattering after failing to raise the percentage of Jess’s satisfaction.

Jeff had cum inside her five times and made her orgasm fifteen times. Yet, even after all of that, Jess’s satisfaction remained at 50 percent.

"Am I not enough to satisfy you, Jess?" Jeff murmured as he collapsed to his knees before her, completely naked, tears in his eyes, his rod still erect and drenched in his cum and her juices.

"What kind of stupid question is that, idiot?!" Jess snapped, annoyed that Jeff had pulled out, even though she was still savoring the pleasure of her afterglow.

"Sob... sniff... sob..."

But upon seeing Jeff crying in self-loathing, her pushover personality when it came to him immediately took over.

"You’re such a crybaby, Jeff," she said in a soft, comforting voice as she knelt down in front of him, wrapped her arms around his head, and pulled him closer into an embrace, burying his face in her breasts and patting his head.

Instinctively, Jeff responded by embracing Jess as well, wrapping his arms around her waist.

After consoling him until he stopped crying, though still sunk in self-loathing, Jess guided him back to the bed.

While they lay on the bed—Jess on top of Jeff, wrapped in his arms under the bedsheet—she finally gave her answer to his earlier "stupid question," as she called it.

"Of course I’m satisfied... that should be obvious... with everything..." she said, stammering in embarrassment as she thought about her reactions, her moans, orgasms, and everything else while they were doing it.

If Jeff had just asked Jess earlier what she wanted, instead of acting out of pride as a man, thinking he could easily satisfy her, then he could have fulfilled her pent-up lust and completed the Quest 12 of the Returner Fantasy System.

All he needed to do was ask.

"But there’s something you’re not satisfied with, right, Jess?"

His question caught her off guard. And upon seeing the surprise on her face, Jeff was finally convinced that Jess wasn’t truly satisfied.

Or so he thought.

"It’s not that I’m not satisfied—" Jess said, hesitating.

Her hesitation hurt his feelings, but this wasn’t the time to think about himself. What mattered now was her.

"I’m not just your boyfriend—"

"Convenient—"

"Boyfriend."

Perhaps he was being a bit daring after being pampered, but Jeff dared to correct her, returning her glare with a smile. And perhaps Jess was being too much of a pushover, because she agreed.

"Fine. Only for today, though."

Overwhelmed with happiness, Jeff tightened his embrace around Jess before continuing.

"—Aren’t I also your Childhood Friend with Benefits, your Fake Twin x Legal Incest, and Best Friend in Bed? ... You can be more open with me, Jess."

"It’s not that I’m not satisfied—" Jess paused, her face and ears blushing bright red. She buried her face in his chest before continuing, "—but there’s something I want to do, Jeff."

Whatever it was, Jeff would do it with Jess.


"Are you sure?"

Whatever she wanted, he would grant it to her.

"There’ll be no takes-backs, okay?"

Whatever position she liked—

"It’s not exactly about the position, Jeff."

"Ehh?—"

Jess got off the bed—or rather, off Jeff. Still wrapped in the bedsheet, she ran toward the hallway where she had dropped her garment bag, grabbed it, and quickly returned. She pulled something from inside the bag and showed it to Jeff.

"What are we going to do with those handkerchiefs, Jess?"

Without explaining, Jess grabbed his hands and made him sit up on the bed. She wrapped the first handkerchief around his eyes as a blindfold.

Jeff didn’t resist—partly confused about what she was planning, but willing to let her do what she wanted.

But when Jess used the second handkerchief to tie his arms behind his back, Jeff finally realized what she was planning.

And when Jess pushed him down onto the bed, Jeff remembered what he had forgotten about her:

Jess wasn’t just a huge pervert—she was a predator, just like him.

She craved not only to do it with Jeff, but far more.

Ever since the night of their first time during their vacation trip—when she gave him a handjob in the shower while he was blindfolded—Jess had always fantasized about pleasuring Jeff that way.

After experiencing how intoxicating the taste of his blood was, Jess wanted to bite him and lick his blood again.

And most of all, as much as she loved being ravished, devoured, and dominated by Jeff while pinned down on the bed, she wanted to be the one on top as well—ravishing, devouring, and dominating him.

"Now let me satisfy myself, Jeff."

It wasn’t like Jeff couldn’t free himself from a simple handkerchief binding. But if he did, Jess would definitely get angry—and he’d fail the Quest 12.

So Jeff braced himself to endure Jess’s teasing and satisfy her pent-up lust.

The black handkerchief covering his eyes completely blocked his vision, but in exchange, it heightened his other senses—

"Like a daredevil?"

"More like a daredick."

"Pfft—hahaha..."

Her laugh should have sounded cheerful, yet to his ears, it was nothing less than alluring and seductive.

"Then let’s see how sensitive your rod is right now."

That whisper—along with her warm breath on his ear—drove him crazy, making his rod throb wildly even before her touch.

"Can you guess which finger of mine is touching your rod, Jeff?"

If it were about which hand, then it would’ve been a fifty-fifty chance. Jeff was confident he could figure that out.

But guessing which of her fingers was poking the tip of his erect rod, running along its entire 9-inch-plus length down to the base—there was no way he could get it right for sure, no matter how hard he concentrated.

And the more he focused on his rod, the better it felt each time Jess caressed it with just a single finger.

"You’re leaking of pre-cum, Jeff," Jess teased as she poked the top of his rod, smearing it with his pre-cum.

"I’m not gonna stop until you guess it right."

Without any hint, Jeff answered with a wild guess.

"The index finger of your right hand?"

"Wrong."

With every wrong answer, Jess switched to another finger, making it harder for him to guess correctly.

"The middle finger of your left hand?"

"Wrong again."

With every mistake, Jess stroked him faster and harder, bringing Jeff closer to his climax.

"Are you really going to cum from just a finger, Jeff?"

Desperate to win her challenge, Jeff concentrated harder on the feeling of her slender finger, trying to identify every detail. He gave his answer before he reached the limit of holding back his climax.

"The ring finger of your left hand."

"You got it right, Jeff... so here’s your reward."

"HAA~!"