The Heart System - Chapter 206
Chapter 206: Chapter 206
Damn… so that meant I would’ve gained a shit ton of EXP if I had this unlocked before kicking Guy’s ass and making him watch his ‘baby-boy’ video in TechForge. That was… useful. I could actually use that. But 350c was a little steep, I couldn’t lie. But… it looked interesting. It could pay off in the long run, so I just bought it.
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Main Quest Unlock: BOUGHT!
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Shit, what else I missed?
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REPUTATION SYSTEM (LVL 11)
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VILLAIN░░░░░░░██░░░░░░░░ HERO
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What the hell was that? When did I unlock this? Man, I really needed to pay more attention to the system instead of just fucking the girls like a monster yesterday.
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– Sexual Activity Completed
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Partner: Sixsome
EXP Gained: +861
Unlocked: Reputation System
Star Rating: 5.0 ★★★★★
Reason: –
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Huh. As if the system heard me.
Nala finally let go and hopped off the bed to pick up her clothes. Sunlight poured over her round, huge ass as she bent down.
Fuck me.
I slapped it hard, grabbed her waist, and tossed her back onto the bed. She laughed, clothes scattering again. We landed sideways, legs dangling off the edge, my body propped on one elbow.
“Don’t tell me you are hard.”
“Nope,” I said. “You girls milked me good. I was just appreciating the beauty in front of me. Don’t mind me, CEO.”
“You have any idea how many times you came?” she asked.
“Seven?”
“Nine,” she said, kissing me. “And now, you fucked Minne’s thighs. Ten.”
“Wanna make it eleven?”
“Oh,” she said. “What an eager secretary you are. Always thinking of her boss’ pleasure.”
“That’s why you hired me.”
“If so,” she said, climbing up and crouching over my face, “lick me. Don’t worry, I took a bath before sleeping, unlike you.”
She lowered herself onto my mouth. I grabbed her ass and dove in, tongue plunging deep. Nala moaned loud, thighs trembling, then leaned forward and took my cock into her warm, wet mouth.
Perfect 69. The room filled with wet, filthy sounds once again.
Her pussy was scorching hot, dripping with arousal, tasting sweet and tangy on my tongue. I lapped at her like a starving man, long, slow strokes from her swollen clit to her entrance, sucking her puffy lips into my mouth, nibbling gently. She bucked, juices flooding my chin, coating my cheeks.
“Oh fuck, Evan,” she gasped, voice breaking. “Your tongue… right there… eat me deeper.”
She leaned forward again, breath hot on my cock. Her lips wrapped around the head, tongue swirling slow and teasing, flicking the slit to lap up the bead of pre-cum. My dick was slow to respond—exhausted from last night, barely twitching at first—but the wet heat of her mouth, the suction, stirred it. She hummed low, the vibration shooting straight to my balls, and took me deeper, inch by inch, cheeks hollowing as she sucked.
I spread her cheeks wider, tongue circling her tight little asshole, licking slow and gentle around the puckered ring. She shuddered violently, pushing back against my face, smothering me in her ass. “Eat my ass,” she begged, voice muffled as she bobbed on my shaft. “Tongue it deep—fuck my hole with your mouth.”
I obeyed, pressing the tip of my tongue inside her, tasting her musky sweetness. She clenched, moaning around my cock, the vibration making me throb harder. My hips bucked up instinctively, pushing deeper into her throat. She gagged softly but didn’t pull back—swallowed me down, nose brushing my pelvis, throat fluttering around the head.
We found our rhythm—her bobbing on my cock, sloppy and eager, saliva dripping down my balls and soaking the sheets; me tongue-fucking her ass and pussy in turn, alternating between plunging deep into her dripping hole and rimming her tight ring until she quivered. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room: her slurping on my shaft, my muffled groans into her flesh, the slick glide of my tongue.
“You’re so fucking wet for me,” I groaned, the words vibrating against her ass. “Dripping down my chin like a good little slut. You love my tongue in your holes, don’t you?”
She moaned around my cock, pulling off just enough to gasp, “Yes—fuck—your tongue feels so good—eat my ass harder—make me cum on your face.”
I did.
Tongue spearing her ass, nose buried in her dripping pussy, hands spreading her cheeks so wide I could feel the strain in her hips. Nala ground down harder, smothering me, thighs shaking around my ears. I could barely breathe and I didn’t care; her scent, her taste, the way her tight ring fluttered around my tongue was everything.
She pulled off my cock with a wet gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to the head. “Fuck, your tongue in my ass is gonna make me lose it,” she panted, then dropped lower. Her warm tongue dragged across my balls, slow and worshipful, licking every inch like she was starving for them. She sucked one into her mouth, rolling it gently. Then the other, sucking harder, tongue flicking the seam.
“These poor balls,” she murmured against the skin, voice muffled and filthy. “Worked so hard last night… still so full for me, baby?” She lapped at them again, long, sloppy strokes, before taking both into her mouth at once, cheeks hollowing, eyes locked on mine from between my legs.
My cock jerked violently, leaking pre-cum onto her forehead. She grinned, let my balls pop free with a wet sound, and dragged her tongue all the way up the underside of my shaft before swallowing me down again—deep, messy, throat opening until her nose pressed into my pelvis. She gagged, held it, swallowed around me, then pulled back just enough to do it again.
I groaned into her ass, tongue fucking her hole in the same rhythm she used on my cock. She was dripping everywhere now—pussy, chin, my neck. Her hips started bucking erratically, thighs clamping around my head.
“Cum for me,” I growled into her flesh, voice muffled. “Squirt all over my fucking face while you choke on my dick.”
She screamed around my shaft. Her whole body seized—pussy clenching, ass spasming around my tongue—and then she exploded. A hot, messy gush of squirt flooded my mouth, my chin, my neck, soaking the sheets beneath my head. She kept screaming, hips jerking, riding my face through wave after wave.
The sensation, her throat convulsing, her squirt drenching me, her tongue still flicking my balls whenever she pulled back for air—pushed me past the point of no return.
“Fuck—Nala—I’m gonna… cum…”
I thrust up hard into her throat one last time. My cock pulsed, weaker than last night, but still desperate. Three thick ropes, maybe four—nothing like the endless floods from before, just heavy, hot spurts that filled her mouth instantly. She gulped loudly, swallowing every drop, throat working around me, milking me dry until I was shuddering and spent.
Nala finally popped off with a wet gasp, a thin strand of cum and spit connecting her lips to my softening cock. She licked it away, grinning, face flushed and glowing.
“Wow,” she panted, wiping her chin. “This is the first time I’ve ever seen you cum this little. You really need to refuel.”
Yeah… if only I had more Libido. I needed to level up fast. Or start spending credits on points.
Nala rolled off me with a satisfied sigh and stood. I stayed flat on my back, chest heaving, feeling like I’d been wrung out and left in the sun.
She leaned down, pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the very tip of my spent cock. It gave one last valiant twitch in greeting. She smirked.
“Poor baby,” she whispered, then straightened and started dressing.
I watched, half-dead but still mesmerized. White silk blouse first—slowly buttoning it from the bottom, the fabric stretching tight across her tits until the last two buttons barely held. Then the charcoal pencil skirt, sliding it up her long legs, wiggling her hips to tug it over that perfect ass. She zipped it, turned once so the slit flashed thigh, and caught me staring.
“Show’s over,” she said, running fingers through her hair and twisting it into a messy bun that somehow looked expensive. “You’ve got twenty minutes.”
“Yeah,” I croaked, dragging myself upright. “Quick shower first.”
“I’ll have Minne start breakfast.”
I grabbed fresh clothes, kissed her once more slow, lazy tongue, and stumbled out.
I headed for the common bathroom down the hall. Didn’t want the one in our bedroom. The common one was bigger and had that one setting for the shower head.
The door was unlocked. Steam billowed out when I pushed it open.
Jasmine stood under the rainfall shower, eyes closed, shampoo foaming white down her back and over the curve of her ass. She heard me, cracked one eye, and grinned.
“Morning, stud.”
“Morning. Hey, mind if I join?”
“You know the answer already.”
I stripped fast, cock heavy but lifeless between my legs, and stepped in. Hot water hit my shoulders like heaven. Jasmine turned, suds sliding down her body, and pulled me under the spray with her.