I Can Use Filthy Game Currency In The Real World

The door swung open, and a woman stepped in. My breath caught in my throat.

She wore a shower gown like exactly a ditto like I was wearing now, though hers was even more precariously tied, offering some fan service type of glimpses of her smooth skin and slime and delicate curves of her.

Her damp hair clung to her neck, framing her face in a way that accentuated her large, expressive eyes. 

Those eyes, paired with her gentle features, gave her an undeniably cute yet real life feeling.

But the sheer cleavage and seethrpugh material of her gown, how the edges of the gown barely concealed her, instantly made my pulse race.

"Uh…" My mind blanked, any semblance of composure crumbling under her gaze.

Her lips curved into a slight pout, and she tilted her head. "What? What's with that reaction?"

I stammered, my voice cracking. "N-nothing! I was just about to head out."

She arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms. The motion caused the loose fabric of her gown to shift slightly, revealing more than I could handle.

"Oh, really? Then why are you just standing there?" she asked, her tone playfully accusatory.

"I-I…" My voice faltered as I took a step back, inadvertently bumping into the wall behind me.

Her lips quirked into a small smirk, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Already flustered? We haven't even started yet."

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. Her words hung in the air, teasing and inviting all at once. 

Even though I knew this was all a script of the game and this being the VR graphic too good, the vividness of her presence, the slowly-slowly rise and fall of her breath, the slight curve of her smile, made it feel all too real.

Even if this were real, it was far too realistical to handle. My mind raced, struggling to process what was happening. 

Her gaze shifted to the space between my legs, covered only by the loose fabric of the shower gown. 

By the time she stepped into the bathroom, her exposed skin glistening from the light steam, my arousal had already betrayed me, standing as clear evidence of my lust.

"Hmm. Looks like someone's in a good mood today," she said with a playful smirk, her voice dripping with teasing amusement.

"Uh…" I stammered, unable to say a proper response. My face burned, and my heart pounded in my chest as she took a step closer to my body, closing the distance between her hand and my cock. 

Without a hint of hesitation, her slender fingers reached out and began to untie the knot of my gown. The cloth slipped away from my body, leaving me fully naked to her lustful eyes.

Her hand wrapped around my now fully hard dick, her touch soft. A shiver ran down my spine as she gripped my dick, the warmth of her hand on my dick as it got more hard.

"Damn… What's this feeling?" I muttered under my breath, unable to contain the words. It felt impossibly realistic, as though an actual woman was touching me for the first time. 

The texture of her skin, the temperature of her hand, it was like real… real.

"What's wrong? Why are you reacting like this?" she asked, her tone feigning innocence as a mischievous smile played on her lips. 

She leaned in closer, her breath warm against my chest, sending a tingle sensation to my body. The moment her hand began to move, stroking my hard dick up and down, my dick betrayed me further, twitching and throbbing like a freshly caught fish in her hand/hook.

I swallowed hard. This was clearly something I have never experienced… or yet. My inexperience on this type of thing only made every feeling and sensation more. My legs felt weak like they were sleeping, and I had to steady myself against the cool tiles of the bathroom wall.

"Hmm, such a strong reaction…" she murmured, her voice tinged with amusement. Her fingers moved on my dick, her teasing motions growing more deliberate as she observed every twitch of my cock and gasp that escaped from my mouth.

Up

Down

Up

Down

"Agh…" I groaned, my voice cracking slightly. Her whisper is like laughing. She seemed to be enjoying my reactions, her sweet and innocent face giving a feeling of a masochist or a sadist. 

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she continued her teasing on my cock, her lips curling into a playful smile.

'It's not real,' I muttered to myself, clinging desperately to logic, to anything that could male me calm in the moment. 'This is just a quest. Stay focused. Her name… it's Hena, right?'

"Hena?"I called out, my voice barely steady.

"Hm?" she responded, looking up at me with a curious expression. Her eyes met mine, and for a moment, the room seemed to freeze. 

Her gaze was plauful, a her body giving seduction. She tilted her head slightly, her tongue darting out to wet her lips, making the gesture seem unbearably erotic. 

The loose shower gown she wore slipped slightly, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her boobs. The curves of her figure were mesmerizing, drawing my eyes despite my best efforts to resist.

"L-let's do it!" I blurted out, my words tumbling out clumsily as my resolve crumbled under the weight of the moment.

She exhaled softly, her lips curling into a wicked smile. It was the kind of smile that could let even calm guy leth their guard down.

"Relax," she purred, her tone soothing yet teasing. "I'm just playing with you for now. It's been a while… and your reactions are absolutely adorable."

"Ah…" I gasped, unable to respond as her words sank in. My entire body tensed as she lowered herself in front of me, her delicate fingers maintaining their grip on my cock. Her other hand moved to the tip of my cock, her touch gentle yet purposeful. Her hot breath over my skin.

"Hmm… You're so responsive. Are you enjoying this?" she teased, her voice barely above a whisper.

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