A Deal's a Deal BONUS STAGE

“I’m so fucking close, don’t you fucking let me down. Fuck. Me. Harder!” She demands as she slams herself down onto his length over and over.

Gaz knew this wasn't gonna be enough. Anon would be spent before she could finish, and there was no way in hell she'd let that happen. She needed a way to increase her stimulation, something to give this ride some more kick! Gaz then noticed just what kind of chair she and Anon were fucking on.

"Anon, hey Anon!" Gaz shouted, trying to break him out of his sex endued trance.

"Y-Yeah?" Anon barely managed to get out.

"This is one of those dumb gimmick chairs that rumbles with games, right?"

Anon nodded.

"It's all hooked up?"

Another nod.

A smug smile creeps over Gaz's face. "Perfect." Without removing herself from Anon she spun herself around to face the screen with game they were playing a moment ago sitting on a menu awaiting input. She grabbed the controler and exited multiplayer, instead choosing level select for the game's campaign mode. After choosing a specific level she looked back to a dumbfounded Anon. "You'd better not cum until we get to the end of the level, go it?"

Anon, currently lacking mental capacity to understand what was going on, just nodded again.

As the level stared Gaz pulled out the pistol and gave it a quick test fire. The chair kicked in response, sending a vibrations though Anon and into Gaz, earning moans from both of them. "Not enough," Gaz said as she reached down to the control nob at the bottom of the seat, cranking the chair to its max setting. Another test fire, this time with much bigger vibrations, and a much louder moan. "Better."

Gaz blitzed through the level, taking out AI soldiers left and right. Every trigger pull sending pleasurable shockwaves through their bodies. Each weapon with its own you unique rhythms and outputs. "Don't think you can just let the chair do all the work, fucking move!" Gaz shouted. Anon obediently got his hips moving again, every thrust bolstered by the chairs vibrations. He could feels Gaz's walls tighten around him and had no idea how much longer he could hold on.

Even with the distraction Gaz reached her goal with expert speed. At the end of the level was a turret sequence, where the player would use a mounted mini-gun to shred through an army of digital solders. Gaz walked up to the gun, braced herself, pulled the trigger, and did not let go.

The feedback before was nothing compared to this. The chair shook like a mechanical bull running on cocaine. Anon felt like he was a living jackhammer as he pounded into Gaz's ever tightening pussy. “You gonna cum loser? Mmmm yeah you are I can feel it~” she moans, as she makes one final thrust into his lap, she hit her limit as she felt Anon’s boiling hot seed pour into her womb, each hit burst sending a lightning storm through her core. She screamed, finally letting go of the trigger her body shook and her dripping sex pulsated wildly on Anon’s softening cock. The words "MISSION COMPLETE!" flashing on the screen.