Chapter 294: I need a shower
Chapter 294: I need a shower
Ethan had several pleasant surprises during his training with Evelyn.
The first was that his body’s recovery rate was simply absurd while at the palace’s training facilities.
The second was that, even though he had already reached the peak of the third stage in terms of attributes, there was still considerable room for him to improve. After all, the body had a natural limit to how much it could progress within each stage.
If he kept training over the next few months, Ethan could sense that he would soon reach the absolute ceiling of his current phase.
The third surprise was that those facilities, covering just over two hundred thousand square meters, had absolutely everything he needed: a running track capable of adjusting gravity, a swimming pool with controllable water density, and even two specialized rooms dedicated to Aura control training.
What excited him most, however, was knowing this was just the beginning. As he gathered the fragments of the palace, he would gain access to even better facilities.
"F-fuck... F-fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Aghnn~~ w-why do you like fucking my ass so much? You, nghnn~~ bastard~ pervert!"
Evelyn’s sweet, sensual voice echoed through the empty hall, her black shorts sagging and crumpled in a heap down at her knees.
They had started training at five in the afternoon, and now it was almost eight in the evening.
Evelyn was straddling Ethan’s lap, her full, round buttocks swaying heavily like two mountains of Jell-O with every movement, slamming down against his pelvis in wet, rhythmic impacts.
Each time those plump globes crashed onto him, waves rolled through them in slow, heavy tremors that took long seconds to fully settle.
Her tight anus swallowed his thick cock all the way to the base with every downward thrust, the pink, plump ring stretching obscenely around his girth.
Each descent dragged a broken moan from her parted lips, her insides gripping him like a scorching vise.
With every impact, her full, heavy breasts lunged upward before slamming back down against her chest in vulgar arcs while naughty moans spilled nonstop from her trembling mouth.
"Ah... you were the one who said you’d only stop when I stopped. We’ve tried practically every possible position, and the only thing left was anal... if the other girls weren’t waiting for us, I’d go at it with that tight ass of yours until dawn."
Ethan said with a mischievous smile, delivering a firm slap to one of her buttocks.
His palm sank deep into that soft, plump flesh, drawing out a loud, silky smack.
The impact sent a shockwave cascading across her entire cheek, spreading into the other and setting both plump globes trembling in heavy ripples.
Evelyn merely grunted in response, biting her lower lip and quickening the pace at which she impaled herself on that thick cock.
Her eyes rolled back slightly; the accumulated exhaustion of the last few hours was already taking over every muscle in her sweaty, trembling body.
Fortunately, she could tell he was nearing the end.
She felt his cock throb hard deep inside her, the swollen shaft pulsing against the tight walls of her anus, each twitch making her insides clench involuntarily around him.
Gathering what little energy she had left, she drove her ass down against Ethan’s pelvis one last time with a powerful, resounding impact.
The collision sent violent tremors rippling outward through her plump cheeks as her entire rear jiggled in wild, uncontrolled waves.
The bench where they sat, in the corner of the running track, shook from the force of the impact, and Evelyn’s lips parted in a long, obscene moan that echoed off the empty walls of the room.
At that very moment, she felt his cock throb violently and erupt deep inside her, thick, hot spurts of cum invading her insides in wave after wave, flooding her completely.
She lay motionless for a moment, feeling each burning, thick jet fill her anus to the brim.
One of her hands slid slowly down to her slim, toned stomach, her fingers tracing the firm yet supple muscles beneath her smooth skin.
Her mouth, her throat, her stomach, her breasts, her buttocks, her plump pussy, her womb... and now, even her tight, puffy anus.
There wasn’t a single corner of her body that Ethan hadn’t filled or covered with cum by then.
Gradually, she forced her trembling knees to move, feeling his thick cock drag out of her stretched anus centimeter by centimeter.
When it finally slipped free with a wet, obscene pop, a thick, white stream of cum came gushing after it, splattering directly onto her plump buttocks before trickling in lazy rivulets down her smooth, warm skin.
"Ugh... crap... look at this mess," she grumbled, bending over to pull up the shorts still stuck below her knees.
She felt resistance the moment the fabric reached the base of her butt, the tight material clearly too small to accommodate those two generous globes.
Gripping the sides firmly, she pulled the fabric hard, managing to drag the shorts halfway up her buttocks, the stretched cotton practically screaming with tension.
With a second, even stronger tug, the shorts finally slid into place.
Parts of the fabric sank deep into the cleft between her buttocks, pressing against the pearly, viscous cum still oozing from her anus and producing a wet, obscene squelch.
She shook her hips slightly to adjust the fabric against her body, and a blush spread across her cheeks as she heard her own plump buttocks clap against each other with a wet smack.
The downside of being blessed with an ass big enough to clap without using her hands was, well... she always found it a little too embarrassing.
"Let’s go, perverted hubby, I need a shower..." she declared, taking the lead and walking ahead of Ethan.
His eyes, meanwhile, didn’t stray for a single second from the hypnotic sway of her buttocks.
Each step sent them bouncing heavily, one plump cheek rising as the other fell, the tight fabric of her shorts hugging every detail of those orbs still slightly red from the spanking.
Immediately afterward, his attention turned to the status screen that appeared before his eyes.
[Name: Ethan GoldenVeil
Level: 86/120 (XP: 87%)
Available Rebirths: 2
Stage: 3 (Advancement quest available at level 120.)
Talent: Rank S
Noble Title: High Count. (Increase your prestige to upgrade your title)
Heroic Title: The Unparalleled Degenerate of Darkwall! (-3 prestige), Goblin Slayer! (+2 prestige, +30% fear among goblins.) +2
Prestige: 1,620/5,000
Aura: 14,900/15,000
Attributes.
Strength: 917
Agility: 836
Vitality: 812
Intelligence: 784
Charm: 1046
Available attribute points: 33
Wives: 6
Concubines: 5
Monthly prestige gained from wives and concubines: 100]
During that training session, he had gained an average of between five and seven points for each of his four base attributes.
It wasn’t enough to make him feel his body already brimming with power, but with a few hours of daily training, combined with absorbing the attributes of slain enemies through the Blood Emperor’s ring, he would likely reach a whole new level in no time.
He was more than excited for the campaigns the following month, especially for the chance to start leveling up and preparing for his advancement to the fourth stage.