I was on top of Olivia, my hands gripping her wide hips while I pounded into her from behind.
She was on all fours on the hotel bed, her huge ass jiggling every time I slammed forward.
I couldn't stop myself from bringing my palm down hard on one cheek, then the other.
The sound cracked through the room, and she moaned louder each time, pushing back against me like she wanted more.
"Fuck… harder," she gasped, her voice thick.
I gave it to her, gripping tighter, watching her ass ripple under my hand.
My mind started drifting even while I was buried deep inside her wet heat.
I'm just a college kid at the magic academy. Barely made it in.
I worked double shifts waiting tables for months, saving every coin just to pay the stupid entrance fee.
No rich family, no connections.
Just me and a lot of nights with sore feet.
Then the SP system showed up in my head one day like some sick joke.
It told me straight: fuck women, make them come, collect SP points.
One point per woman who orgasms because of me.
Hit zero points? I die. No warning, no second chance. Just gone.
I slapped Olivia's ass again, harder this time.
She cried out and clenched around my cock. Felt so good I almost lost my rhythm.
I pulled out for a second, breathing heavy.
Then I flipped her onto her back. Her big tits bounced as she landed.
I grabbed her thick thighs, spread them wide, and slid back inside her in one smooth push.
Missionary now. Face to face.
Her legs hooked over my arms while I started thrusting again, deep and steady.
Better view like this. I could see her flushed cheeks, her half-open mouth.
The system's a curse… but it's also the only way I'm still alive.
If I stack enough SP, I can trade points for items in the shop, potions, scrolls, weapons, whatever helps me pass the academy trials.
If I get strong enough, fast enough, maybe I won't get kicked out.
I buried myself to the hilt and stayed there, feeling her pussy squeeze and flutter around me.
She whimpered, nails digging into my shoulders.
I glanced at my wrist. The faint glowing number floated there: 4 SP.
Four. That's nothing.
I need way more if I want to buy anything useful before the next trial.
If I fail that trial, I'm expelled.
And once I'm out of the academy walls, the noble brats I pissed off will finally get their chance.
They already sent assassins twice.
The academy's protection is the only thing keeping me breathing right now.
I laughed under my breath, still rocking into Olivia slow and deep.
Worth it, though. Every time I broke one of their noses, every time their perfect faces swelled up and bled, it was worth it.
They thought a commoner like me would just bow and take it. Too bad for them I hit back.
I picked up speed again. Olivia's moans got higher.
Her thighs started shaking. I could feel her getting close.
I need to survive. I need to get stronger.
Prove I belong here. Prove I'm not just some broke waiter who lucked into a spot.
One last hard thrust and she came, crying out, body arching under me.
Her pussy clamped down so tight it pulled my own orgasm out of me.
I groaned and spilled inside her, hips jerking until I was empty.
We stayed like that for a minute, breathing hard.
Olivia reached up and ruffled my sweaty hair, smiling lazily.
"Gods, you really are handsome up close," she said.
I grinned. "That why you took an extra shift tonight? Just to get me alone?"
She laughed softly. "Can't exactly say no to that face, can I?"
"Nice." I kissed her quick, then rolled off.
We cleaned up, got dressed.
Nothing awkward, just easy, like we'd done this before.
Outside the hotel, the night air was cool.
Olivia stopped and looked at me.
"Come back to my place," she said. "Stay the night."
I checked the time on my phone. 8:37 PM.
"I want to," I told her honestly.
"But dorm gates lock at nine. If I'm late, they'll mark me absent and I'll get written up."
She pouted a little but nodded. "Next time then."
"Yeah. Next time."
We said goodbye. She headed one way, I headed toward the academy.
Halfway there I saw her, a girl in the academy uniform.
She had red scarlet hair, walking fast toward a narrow alley off the main street.
I stopped. Something about her felt familiar.
I couldn't place it right away, but my gut said I'd seen her before.
I glanced around. The street was quiet.
I turned and followed her into the alley.