David thrust faster, driving his dick deep inside Cindy. He didn't pull out, pressing his cock as far as it would go. His face flushed red as he came, shooting waves of cum that hit her core. Cindy moaned, overwhelmed by the hot rush inside her, her body shaking as they both reached the peak of pleasure together. The moment felt perfect, their bodies and hearts closer than ever. Their sweat mingled, the air thick with the scent of their passion, and the soft bed cradled their entwined forms.
* This is pure bliss * David thought, lost in the high.
Five minutes passed before they opened their eyes. Without words, they began kissing, lips locking naturally. Cindy felt something growing for David. Her body's joy opened her heart. His cock had unlocked a wild side of her, and she was starting to fall for the man who made her feel this free. It wasn't love yet, just a strong liking, a craving for this intense pleasure that left her breathless and wanting more.
"That was amazing, Cindy," David said, his grin turning wicked. "I want to fuck you every day. This feels too good."
He loved how fucking her boosted his power. It wasn't just fun, it made him stronger. Each thrust seemed to fuel his body, sharpening his senses and amplifying his strength in a way he couldn't explain.
[System: Joy Union Skill]
[Level: 15]
[Boost: +75 strength, +75 speed, +75 mind]
[Base Attack: +75]
[Move Speed: +15%]
[Physical Attack: 100]
[Physical Defense: 0]
[Element Resistance: 0]
[Max Move Speed: 115]
[Max Level: 20]
[Per Level: +5 strength, +5 speed, +5 mind, +5 base attack, +1% move speed]
David glanced at the system and smirked. * A virgin got me five levels? That's insane * he thought. The skill's power was clear. He could punch a sandbag until it split in ten seconds, something no normal person could do. His speed let him dodge attacks with ease, and his mind processed threats faster than ever. This wasn't just sex, it was a gateway to superhuman abilities.
Cindy, still dazed, mumbled, "Mmm, okay." She was too lost in pleasure to think straight, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
David lifted her legs onto his shoulders, eyeing her soft, pink feet. Her toes were neat, curving like a crescent moon, perfect and tempting. He kissed her foot, his tongue sliding over her toes. The taste made his cock swell harder, and each thrust felt even better. The sensation of her smooth skin against his lips drove him wild, adding a new layer to his desire.
"Oh, honey, don't," Cindy gasped. "My feet are dirty, it tickles!" The itch made her pleasure spike, her body trembling as another orgasm hit. The cum shooting inside her felt like a powerful jolt, making her lose control. Her toes curled, and she gripped the sheets, overwhelmed by the dual sensations.
"Not dirty," David growled. "Next time, wear stockings and rub my dick with these feet."
He kept licking her toes while thrusting, savoring her pure, sweet body. Cindy was overwhelmed, her hips rocking to meet his cock's fierce slams. Her pussy tightened, waves of pleasure hitting her as his dick pounded her core. Her body shook, her legs tensed, and a flood of her juices coated his cock. David groaned, biting her soft foot harder, his thrusts growing wilder. The bed rocked with their rhythm, the headboard tapping the wall in a steady beat.
The room filled with the loud slap of their bodies. The bed creaked under their weight, the door thankfully shut to hide Cindy's high-pitched moans and the wet, rhythmic sounds. On the soft white bed, David fucked her in missionary, his hips slamming down. Each thrust made Cindy's legs quiver, her pussy gripping him as he hit her deepest spot. The tight, slick friction never got old, each move as thrilling as the last. Their bodies moved in sync, driven by raw desire.
"I'm close, you slut," David panted. "Lift your ass, I'm gonna fill you up."
"Mmm, yes, honey," Cindy moaned. "Shoot it all inside, I want your baby."
She raised her hips, taking his thrusts fully. She was lost in lust, not caring that he wanted to cum inside her. David bit her foot, leaving marks on her smooth skin. His cock slammed harder, each thrust deep and rough. When the pleasure peaked, it exploded. His cum shot out, flooding her pussy as he groaned, his body shuddering with release.
Cindy, exhausted, passed out after her second orgasm, her head resting on David's chest with a happy smile. David's grin was darker. Forcing a woman to submit with money and power felt wrong but thrilling. * Money and power are the best * he thought. It fueled his drive to climb higher, to use his knowledge of the world to take over Umbrella, bit by bit. He wondered about the T-virus and G-virus. Could he use points to improve them and make himself stronger? The idea of enhancing his body with bioengineered power excited him, a new goal forming in his mind.
David's wristwatch glowed, a robotic voice breaking the silence.
[System: Story System Entry]
[Status: Activated]
[Identity Check: Error detected, adjusting]
[Adjustment Complete: Special Player]
[Special Player Rules: You are a story world native. You cannot stay in Nexus Point longer than three days. Compensation: Access to special shop and role change option. You must enter a story world periodically, based on story difficulty. You will be a story character. Complete tasks to pass.]
* This is interesting * David thought, his eyes gleaming. The special role sounded powerful, with unique perks. The idea of a special shop intrigued him, imagining weapons, skills, or even enhancements he could buy to dominate any world he entered.
A white light flashed, and he was somewhere else. When he opened his eyes, he was in a police station, still a cop, just like in Raccoon City. The air smelled of coffee and old paper, and the hum of fluorescent lights filled the room. His uniform felt familiar, but the station's layout was different, darker, with a tense atmosphere.
[System: Task Received]
[Task: Investigate Jigsaw's murders and survive until other players' tasks end]
[Role: Detective]
[Warning: Hide your special player status from other players]
David frowned, thinking. * I'm a native, so I can't stay in Nexus Point long. That must be the main hub, like in those infinite stories, where players buy weapons, skills, or even women. Sounds fun. * The Nexus Point sounded like a marketplace for power, a place where he could gain an edge if he played his cards right.
He realized he was the first native player, giving him an edge. * I'm a traveler treated as a native. This could be good. * His unique status might let him bend the rules, giving him advantages other players lacked.
A Black cop approached, holding a file. "Man, they always give us the tough cases. What do you think, David?"
"Let me see," David said, smiling. He opened the file, recognizing the images instantly. * This is Saw * he thought. The murders matched Jigsaw's style, gruesome traps designed to test survival. The photos showed bloodied victims, their bodies twisted in cruel devices.
* I'm hunting Jigsaw? * His face twitched. The task was to investigate and survive until the other players finished. He didn't need to win or lose, just stay alive. * Easy enough. I'll play along. * Surviving was simple with his enhanced strength and speed, but he'd need to be cautious around Jigsaw's traps.
"I'll check the archives," David said. "Might be linked to other cases." He left for the records room, his mind racing with plans.
Using the archives, he found Jigsaw's file quickly. Knowing the name made it simple. The timeline seemed like the first *Saw* movie, with John Kramer's early traps. David drove to a key location, a house tied to the story. He rang the bell, his hand resting on his holster, ready for anything.
A blonde woman, Jill Tuck, opened the door. She looked young but was nearly forty, her beauty untouched by time. "Hello, officer. Can I help you?" she asked, curious, her eyes scanning him with a mix of caution and interest.
"I'm investigating the recent murders," David said, smiling. "Can I ask you a few questions? It won't take long."
"Sure, come in," Jill said, stepping aside. She wasn't nervous, she had no connection to the crimes. Her home was tidy, with photos of her and John Kramer on the wall, a reminder of her past with Jigsaw.
Jill was stunning, her curves perfect. David's mind wandered. * Last life, I never even held a girl's hand. Now I could have someone like her. * His desire was growing, his new life fueling his hunger for women. He pushed the thought aside, focusing on the task, but her presence stirred something in him.
He sat down, pulling out a notebook. "Jill, what's your view on life?"
"Life's colorful," she said, nodding. "Just being alive is enough." She handed him a coffee, smiling warmly, her fingers brushing his as she passed the cup.
"Nice view," David said. "You're gorgeous, by the way. Got a boyfriend?" He grinned, half-joking, testing her reaction.
Jill laughed. "You're smooth. No boyfriend. You trying to ask me out?" Her tone was playful, but her eyes held a spark of interest.
"You're too pretty not to like," David said. "I heard your ex-husband, John, is a famous architect. Got his number?"
Jill smiled, charmed. "You're good at this. Yeah, I have John's number. Why?" She leaned closer, intrigued by his confidence.
"I'm buying an apartment," David lied. "Need a cheap renovation plan. My cop salary isn't great. Can I call him?" He kept his tone casual, but his mind was sharp, probing for information on Jigsaw.
"Sure," Jill said, laughing. She felt drawn to David, his charm pulling her in. * He's got something special * she thought, her heart racing slightly.