The System In My Head

Famous Dating Sim Techniques

"I-I can have it? Really true?" Annabelle's eyes became bright.

While The Beatles' "Can't Buy Me Love" played in the background, the two sat side by side on Ben's bed. He couldn't help but think about how cute her appearance was.

He assures her, "Take it. This art piece fits you perfectly. Your fate is on the same track. I can feel it ..."

"But you must have worked very hard for this..."

"Just a flash of inspiration. I get it quite often, and it would be even better if you were around me as my inspiration."

Annabelle's cheeks flushed red, but she held the construction paper on her chest, appreciating it. It seems like he is not used to getting gifts.

'Good brain work, you killed him ...' Ben rolled over well with Annabelle's surprise reaction earlier.

[Current target comfort level: close(+1)]

[Congratulations! You have opened Achievement: Too Close to Comfort (general) - Reaching a level of comfort close to a woman]

[Sharing rewards: PUA Points + 100]

Ben's eyebrows shot up. 'Wow, is this the famous dating sim gesture: give a gift for familiarity? Beluga and Antonio are right; don't buy or give them anything nice, but you can give them something cheap or homemade as a joke. In that case, he thought it was a priceless work of art, but I made it, which meant I had to pay 0 and make me look like a high-status artistic genius...'

[User has opened the Favorability: Arousal sub-system]

[Current target arousal level: normal]

'Oh...' This is the third favorite sub-system that Ben opened. The name is quite descriptive of what it tracks. 'Gaining comfort to close is definitely a requirement to unlock this... Well, better attack when kielbasa is hot...'

Ben shifted closer to Annabelle, forcing his side to press against her thigh. He's not fighting. He took the photo from his hands and placed it on the chair next to them. Then, he touched his chin and turned his head towards her.

Her apple-red cheeks accentuated her sparkling skin and glowing blue eyes. He did not need a signal this time; his inviting system status and body language were quite clear. Without any hesitation, he went in to kiss her.it tasted sweet, like nectarine. He closed his eyes, letting Ben take the lead.

While kissing her, her hands explored her body. Her front hand traced her hair ... under her open shoulders and arms .. her slender hips and waist. His skin was extremely soft, like stroking a cream-colored cloud... It was addictive, but Ben knew he couldn't stop the train this fast.

With his other hand, he brushed his hair from his neck. When she pulled him, she closed her eyes, still losing sensation. Ben smelled and felt his shoulders, moving upwards, until he kissed his neck...

"Annhh.." she groaned.

He targets the erogenous zone of his skin. From his neck, he climbed into his ears, kissed them, flexed their ends, and bit off his soft earlobe.

"Mmmm..." Annabelle's breathing became heavier.

While his kiss filled his focus, very reluctantly, Ben removed his palm from his velvety thigh. He followed her up along her lower body, feeling her smooth belly, and at the end of her journey.

'Whoa. My hand can't even hold one of these...' Ben had to focus 110% on not tearing his clothes while squeezing something out of the ordinary. The ball is very big and soft...' While continuing to tease and blow hot air into Annabelle's ears, she releases her hands, past the top of her dress, and underneath. Her dress strap slid down her arm, showing it for the pleasure of watching Ben.

He stopped playing in his ears and directed his vision to the large mound in front and played with them at will.

"Ngnnn..." Annabelle bit her lip, enjoying the sensation of Ben holding her.

He narrowed his eyes.', don't blame me. You have to leave so I can live...Die for me!' With not so deft fingers, he pulled her down, forcing her to sit under his mound, exposing the incredible ball into the air!

Annabelle's face became as red as her dashing cherry as she turned her eyes away.

Ben's hand jumped onto the jug, stroking and squeezing it to its fullest. Then, he kissed her. 'Eat first!' Like a wild beast, he swooped first after his prey!

'Nrnn..uhmm...' Annabelle groaned as Ben sucked on the melon without restraint

Holding the two melons tightly, Ben took turns doing every inch of them, while he groaned in pleasure and shame. His tongue left no part of his huge unexplored melon, leaving a trail of saliva everywhere... After a minute, Ben's eyes lit up. 'It's time...'

One hand slid along her waist, once again sliding over her thighs, inching inward ...

Ben's eyebrows shot up. 'She doesn't wear underwear!'

It surprised him, but he did not hesitate. He could not stop his pursuit. Moving his finger, he touched what he was looking for. Warm and wet...

'Haaan...' Annabelle's heavy breathing reaches Ben's neck. He turned to her.

Leaning with her elbows on the bed, her half-open and full eyes*** were staring at her, as if communicating, 'I can't stop you...Do what you want...I want it!'

When Ben's fingers touched his warm love juice, he knew it was here. 'It's time for my killer move ...'

Ben's gaze became sharp. 'Squirrels! I chose you!'