The First Great Game (A Litrpg/Harem Series)

"How would you like me, druid?" Calypsa slid her hand down with Becky's, and between the two of them they had him getting harder by the second.

Mason kissed Becky and unzipped her light jacket, revealing the sports bra underneath. He pulled it up until her perky tits dropped out, then gave them a squeeze.

"Let's not rush," he told the nymph. "We have plenty of time. And I think Becky would like your mouth on her nipples. Wouldn't you?"

Becky just groaned as Mason spread her legs and ran a hand up her thigh. Calypsa dutifully took one of Becky's breasts in her hand, slipping the other between her lips to suck. The sensitive cowgirl gasped and tilted back her head, and Mason slipped his hand down the waist of her stretchy jeans and cupped her sex.

She was wet, but incredibly tight. Mason worked his hand back and forth, smiling as she wiggled against it, her nipples hard and fully out as the nymph kept licking and sucking.

"I want you in my mouth," Becky said, looking at Mason with her big, green eyes as she bit her lip.

"Take off your pants first," he said, and she instantly obeyed, shimmying the fabric down her hips in a rush before kicking them off and dropping to her knees. She pulled Mason free and grinned at his hard length, wrapping a hand around the shaft as she gave the tip little kisses like she was greeting an old friend.

"He missed you too." Mason grinned, then whispered in Calypsa's ear. "Get Becky good and ready for me."

The nymph walked behind Becky without a word, then lay down and slid under her before grabbing her hips. Becky gasped as the nymph pulled her down to sit on her face, and Mason grinned as he heard wet licking and sucking sounds. Becky's eyes and mouth both opened slightly in surprise, and Mason shoved half his cock inside.

Her eyes half closed as she took him in, staying still and obedient as Mason started fucking her mouth, her hands holding his legs. It was a sight he expected never to tire of, and groaned at the warm, wet tightness as she closed her lips and played with him using her tongue.

Becky was panting in minutes, her skin flushing red as she started riding Calypsa's face. The closer to orgasm the faster she sucked and worked Mason's cock, until finally she held her breath and froze, losing all ability to focus on her task.

"Don't stop," Mason said, mostly just to tease her. She tried her best but was shaking and moaning as she came from the nymph's tongue. When she finally started moving again Mason laughed and pulled her away, tossing her to the ground next to Calypsa. He climbed on top of her and spread her legs.

"Bad girl." He thrust himself inside, taking a handful of her hair as he started fucking her through her aftershocks.

"I was...trying," she moaned, wrapping her amazing legs around him as he took her in slow, deep strokes, flesh slapping flesh with every thrust.

“I'll have to punish you. How should I do it?"

"Umm. Like this?"

He shook his head and slammed inside her again. "You like this. I think you better get my sex toy ready."

Calypsa was already prepared. She'd stripped completely naked and now stepped over Becky, kneeling down with her legs on either side of Becky's head. Before Becky had time to react, the nymph lowered herself down and the cowgirl made a kind of 'mmph' sound before her face buried in pussy.

Mason grinned and kept fucking his girl. He kissed Calypsa and tasted Becky on her lips, then pushed her down to start licking Becky's clit. Once or twice he pulled out to fuck the nymph's mouth instead, taking turns between them as he listened to their moans.

Becky soon came again, clenching around his shaft, and he felt himself getting close. The sight and sound of both girls getting each other off was already sexy as hell, nevermind the cowgirl's tight pussy trying to crush him inside. But she was being ‘punished’, so he just rode it out, then pulled out and slammed into Calypsa's mouth.

She took him without the slightest gag, and as the pressure built he grabbed her hair and thrust deeper, balls soon slapping against her chin. He groaned as she deep-throated him over and over, then came fully buried in her throat.

He could practically feel Becky's whine but didn't care, letting out the increasingly insane lust in wave after wave of cum spraying into the nymph's eager mouth.

When it was finally over, Calypsa pulled back and kept on sucking for every drop, sending shivers up and down his body until she'd drained him. Finally she lay down beside Rebecca with a satisfied smile, but the cowgirl was pouting.

"That's what you get," Mason said as he crawled between them and turned over. "But don't worry. We have time. You can still redeem yourself."

* * *

Mason decided it was time to relax for awhile after that. He gave the girls turns sucking and riding him, focusing most of his attention on Becky.

With Calypsa, of course, there weren’t really feelings involved. He liked her fine, and no doubt the feeling was mutual. But she wasn’t with him because she cared—she just wanted his body. He couldn’t say he minded. She had a model-like beauty, with a lithe, strong body, and it made her very, very fuckable.

But she wasn't human, and he didn't think of her that way. If tomorrow he wasn't a druid, and no longer had any use to her, she would go back to her tree and never see him again. But Becky...she couldn't stop looking at him. Touching him. Asking to be with him.

She was in some kind of youthful love, and maybe so was he, or at least he would have been properly if he didn't have a ridiculous post-apocalyptic game to win, and possibly the human species to save.

So he was maybe more reserved than he should have been, holding back because of paranoia and because he was 'immortal' and because she wasn't and because god only knew what might happen tomorrow.

But even so, as he watched her amazing tits bounce as she slid down his cock, a warm smile on her face, her incredible green eyes locked onto his—it was hard not to get in too deep.

"Oh God I want you to cum inside me," she begged, which certainly didn't help. He pulled her down and kissed her soft, eager lips, their tongues sliding back and forth like his shaft inside her. He grabbed her thick ass and pounded into her, not even sure where the nymph was and for the moment not caring.

In that moment there was just Rebecca—warm and soft and naked, riding him, sliding against him, the scent and feel of her consuming his world and blocking out the nightmare.

"Please," she said, gazing into his eyes. "Please fill me. It’s all I want."

He wondered if she had any idea what she was doing to him. Not that it mattered. His cock pulsed and twitched, and he could feel Becky tightening around him as she watched his eyes, as if getting him off was the hottest thing in the world.

He kissed her again as he came, slamming every inch of himself into her trembling body as he sprayed every drop in steady streams. She dropped down and wrapped her arms around him as she cried out, face buried in his neck as he kept on thrusting.

Her wetness was all over him, dripping down to practically pool beneath them, and after shuddering uncontrollably she'd gone slack in his arms.

He chuckled and gave her ass an encouraging pat, remembering his improved Blessing of Gaia seemed to have some kind of pleasurable after-effect to his orgasms.