Back in Ero World

Seven days had flown by since Kael first stepped out through the gate, and now it was time to head back in.

He stood in front of the gate, and he was nervous as he doesn't know where he would be going out this time. The same world he'd just left, fucking Kelly? Or some new place with a whole different mess to deal with? Either way, he wasn't about to lose himself again, not like last time when he'd almost drowned in someone else's life. "I'm Kael," he muttered under his breath, clenching his fists. "Gotta keep that thing straight."

With a deep breath, he stepped through the gate.

The world blinked, and there he was, back on the rug, arms wrapped around Kelly, her naked body pressed against his. Same place he'd left, her breast squished against his chest from their last fuck. She lifted her head from his shoulder, her face wet with tears, her eyes red but shining. Kael frowned, worry creasing his brow. "You okay?" he asked, brushing a thumb across her cheek. See mission later, first, he had to handle this.

"Oh yeah," Kelly said, wiping her eyes with a shaky laugh. "Don't freak out, nothing's wrong, just some heavy feelings hitting me. That was my first time, you know?" She sniffed, then perked up. "Anyway, Mom and Aunt Sarah be back soon. We should probably get ourselves together and act normal."

They scrambled up, grabbing clothes off the floor. Kael pulled on his jeans and shirt, watching Kelly wiggle into her tight jeans and T-shirt, her ass bouncing as she hopped into them. He checked his mission.

Have as much sex as possible until the time limit is up—two months.

He frowned, rubbing his jaw. Two fucking months? He'd nearly lost himself in just a day and a half last time. Could he stay Kael for that long. But one thing was clear, two months from now, he'd be back in his own reality, guaranteed.

"I'm going for a quick shower," Kelly said.

Keal nodded and then she head to her room.

Then Keal took his phone out and began to edit a white wallpaper. He write in bold that I'm Keal and then set it as wallpaper. Then he also found a notebook, tore the page and write on it that I'm Keal, don't forget it. And kept the page in his pocket.

After a while,

Sarah and Laura burst through the door not long after, chattering loud about Christmas lights, crowded shops, and the gifts they'd snagged. Kael played along, lounging on the sofa as they dumped bags and rambled on until the sky outside turned dark.

It was Christmas Eve, and Laura had a casserole simmering, some beefy, veggie thing that smelled damn good. They ate together, then piled into the living room, flipping on the TV. Some cheesy holiday special droned on untill late, and Kael kept an eye on Kelly, wondering if she'd sneak something naughty that night. With his mission being all about sex, he was ready to fuck her brains out.

This world was way better than that Gu Chen mess where he'd almost been swallowed whole. But Kelly stayed put, and Sarah wasn't in the mood either, mumbling a sleepy "not tonight" when he brushed her thigh in bed. He crashed out, the night passing quiet.

Christmas morning hit, and Sarah and Laura threw themselves into lunch preparation, turkey, potatoes, and other things while Kael and Kelly stuck to the jigsaw in the dining room, pieces clicking together slow. Kelly leaned close, "When do you think we'll get more time alone?"

"Don't worry," Kael said, smirking. "I've got a plan. Just watch me work."

Lunch was ready soon enough, and Sarah and Laura swept back into the living room, wiping their hands on aprons. Sarah clapped hers together, grinning. "Alright, everything's set—how about we open presents now?"

Kael had grabbed gifts for Kelly and Laura when he first landed in this world, figuring they'd help with his mission to fuck Kelly as much as possible. He handed them over, watching as Sarah and Laura tore into theirs—special vouchers for a pamper day at some fancy spa. They glanced at each other, beaming. "A pamper day? You sneaky bastard, Kael!" Laura said, laughing. "And tomorrow is holiday right? I didn't even know they'd be open!"

"Only for these VIP vouchers," Kael said, shooting Kelly a quick wink while the others were distracted. She winked back, her lips twitching with excitement, already plotting their alone time.

They ripped through the rest of the presents, socks, books, some random crap, then sat down to eat. The table was loaded: turkey, gravy, stuffing, the works. Afterward, they shuffled back to the living room, stuffed and lazy. Kael dropped onto one of the sofas, and Kelly pounced, bouncing onto the seat next to him, then practically crawling into his lap, her ass brushing his crotch. "Don't hassle your uncle," Laura scolded, frowning. "After that meal, he probably just wants to nap."

Kelly pouted, laying it on thick. "You don't mind, do you, Uncle John?" she whined, batting her eyes.

"Nah, course not," Kael said, wrapping an arm around her for a big, fake hug. She snuggled in, pressing her tits against his side, and Laura just shrugged, turning to the TV where some old-ass spy movie was playing—the one with the guy kissing a hot chick on a boat, same one they'd all seen a million times.

As the dude on screen kissed the spy slow, Kael leaned down to Kelly's ear, his voice a low growl. "Wouldn't mind being on a boat with you right now, fucking you 'til you scream." She grinned, shifting her hips so her ass pressed harder into his lap, subtle enough that Laura and Sarah didn't catch it, glued to the screen.

The movie ended, and Laura got up, tossing together some snacks, crackers, cheese, nothing heavy after that feast. Kael and Kelly munched away, still tangled up on the sofa, her body warm against his.

"We'd better grab our stuff for tomorrow," Sarah said, nudging Laura. They headed upstairs, rummaging for swimsuits, towels, whatever the hell you need for a "pamper day."

The second they were gone, Kelly spun around, grabbing Kael's face and kissing him hard. Her lips smashed against his, urgent and hungry, her tongue shoving into his mouth. He kissed back just as rough, grabbing her hips, his cock twitching in his jeans.

She broke away for a second, panting, then took his hand and popped the button on her jeans. She guided his fingers inside her panties, past the elastic, down to her pussy. It was hot and wet, her clit hard under his fingertips. "Finger me," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.

Kael slid his hand lower, rubbing her pussy lips, then dipping a finger into her cunt, feeling her slickness coat him. He pulled back to her clit, circling it slow, mimicking how she'd touched herself before, firm, steady strokes. Kelly's hands shot to her tits, squeezing them through her T-shirt, pinching her nipples untill they poked out. She gasped into his ear, her hips grinding against his hand, and it didn't take long, her pussy clenched, her breath hitching as she came, her juices soaking his fingers. "Fuck, yes," she whimpered, trembling against him.

Footsteps thumped down the stairs, and Kael yanked his hand out fast, wiping it on his jeans. Kelly fumbled her button shut, and by the time Sarah and Laura walked in, arms full of spa gear, they were sitting apart, staring at the TV like they gave a shit about some lame "year in review" show. "Probably time we all hit the bed," Laura said, yawning. "Sarah and I gotta be up early for our day, but you two could check out the sales in town."

"Sounds awesome, Mom," Kelly said, perking up. "I got some vouchers for Christmas. Gonna drag Uncle John around the clothes shops 'til he's begging for mercy."

Kael snorted. "Yeah, I'll last ten minutes before I'm parked in a coffee shop."

Sarah nodded, smirking. "He's useless at shopping, Kelly. Don't get your hopes up."

"Fine," Kelly said, standing with a dramatic sigh. "But I'm definitely getting new stuff." She trudged upstairs, playing the bored teenager act to a T, leaving the "stuffy adults" behind with their lack of enthusiasm. Kael watched her go, his cock still half-hard, already plotting how he'd fuck her silly tomorrow while the others were gone.