The Heart System - Chapter 240

Chapter 240: Chapter 240
Delilah was the last one still moving.

She straddled me reverse-cowgirl, massive tits bouncing, thick thighs flexing as she slammed down over and over, pussy so wet and swollen it made obscene sounds every time she bottomed out. Cum from earlier rounds already leaked down her thighs and coated my balls.

The others were wrecked.

Jasmine lay face-down on the rug, ass red from spanks, pussy dripping a steady stream of white onto the hardwood. Kim’s head rested on the small of Jasmine’s back, mouth open, cum still smeared across her lips and chin, chest heaving.

On the bed, Tessa and Nala flanked Minne like bookends. Minne was curled on her side, babydoll long gone, tiny body flushed and trembling, eyes half-lidded. Tessa lazily traced circles on Minne’s hip while Nala played with her hair, both of them watching Delilah ride me with lazy, satisfied smiles.

Delilah leaned forward, hands braced on my shins, changing the angle so I hit even deeper. She looked back over her shoulder, dark hair sticking to sweat-slick skin, and grinned like a demon.

“This cock never gets enough, does it?” she panted, slamming down hard. “Constantly needs to be buried in pussy. You’re such a fucking pervert, Evan. Look at you—fucking six of us, and you’re still hard. You’re even fucking your pregnant woman right alongside the rest of us like it’s nothing.”

My cock throbbed inside her at the words, betraying me completely.

She felt it instantly.

“Oh, I felt that,” she laughed, breathless and filthy. “I’m right, aren’t I? Come on, baby—cum inside me again. Fill me up. Fuck my brains out one more time.”

She started riding faster, ass rippling, pussy clenching on purpose now, milking me with every bounce.

“Give it to me, Evan,” she demanded, voice breaking. “Flood this pussy. Mark me again. You know you want to—know you can’t stop yourself—”

Fuck, I was done.

I groaned loud and long, hips bucking up as I came, thick, heavy pulses shooting deep inside her. Delilah moaned with me, grinding down hard, taking every drop. She kept bouncing through it with slow jumps, until she’d wrung me dry, then finally collapsed sideways onto the bed with a shuddering exhale.

I lay there staring at the ceiling, chest heaving, legs dangling off the edge of the mattress.

To my left was Tessa, Minne, and Nala tangled together in a sweaty, glowing pile. To my right, Delilah, thighs still trembling, cum already leaking out of her.

The storm outside hadn’t let up; snow still lashed the windows in sheets of white. The clock on the nightstand glowed 9:00 p.m.—pitch black beyond the glass.

“Fuck,” I muttered, voice hoarse. “This was… oh…”

Delilah laughed weakly, reaching over to pat my chest.

“Yeah,” she rasped. “That.”

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– Sexual Activity Completed

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Partner: Sevensome

EXP Gained: +810

+3 Ability Points

Reputation-Good Bonus: +50

Star Rating: 4.9 ★★★★

Reason: –

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God fucking damn. I’d earned 810 points from that, plus fifty for good reputation? That was a total of 860 points. This was crazy. Plus, I’d gotten three ability points to spend. With the two I already had, that was perfect. Oh, and also that ‘lazy sex’ in the office. That got me a hundred EXP as well so… total of 960 experience points. Damn, nice.

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Evan Marlowe (Lvl 11)

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Age: 21

Height: 180 cm

Weight: 74 kg

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EXP: [██████░░░░] 2132/2970

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Nice. I was getting closer to level twelve. Now, though, I could finally drop some points into either Charm or Strength. Strength felt like the viable option here—Richard and Guy made me want that edge.

I had six Strength, and I dumped three points from the sevensome into it. Total of nine. Solid. I could hoard the rest and reset Pleasure skill, pushing the max level to thirty, but it could wait. I was dominating just fine with Pleasure at twenty.

Now, Strength nine. And I still had four mastery points from that quest. I dropped three into Honeyed Words. The last one went into Erogenous Insight, the passive that lit up each woman’s most sensitive spots like a goddamn roadmap.

“My pussy is sore as fuck,” Tessa breathed, wincing as she shifted. “Oh my god. I knew this would happen.”

“I’m filled to the brim,” Nala exhaled, a lazy smile on her lips. “Leaking Evan’s cum everywhere. Oh, and the sheets. Ugh.”

“Damn…” Kim muttered, eyes dark with regret. “If I wasn’t on my period…”

“Oogh…” Jasmine groaned, rubbing her ass cheek. “My butt… why’d you slap me that hard, Evan?”

I chuckled. “You begged for it harder. Said it yourself.”

“It was in the heat of the moment…” She groaned. “Fuck me.”

“Sure?” I quipped.

“Har-har,” Jasmine shot back. “Shut up, you idiot.”

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CURRENT STATS

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Strength: 9

Charm : 12

– Manipulative Charm

⤷ Honeyed Words (⏹⏹⏹⏹⏹)

⤷ Gaslight (⏹☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Emotional Charisma (☐☐☐☐☐)

– Seductive Allure

Libido : 10

Pleasure: 20

⤷ Sensory Overload (☐☐☐☐☐)

⤷ Erogenous Insight (Passive) (⏹)

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Unused Ability Points: 2

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I still had two ability points left, but I wasn’t wasting them yet. Next plan: reset Libido for mastery skills, or bump Pleasure higher? Higher Libido might let me keep railing these gorgeous girls for more EXP. Higher Pleasure would make them cum faster, stacking EXP quicker. Choices, choices. For now, I’d save every point I got. Then decide.

“I’ll…” Minne murmured shyly. “Clean the sheets, Master.”

“Bath first,” I said, wiping sweat from my brow. “I’m drenched.”

“No bathroom sex,” Tessa warned, pointing a finger. “No. Bathroom. Sex.”

“I can’t even get hard,” I chuckled. “Lucky girl.”

“Fucking phew.” Tessa exhaled. “We milked you dry, huh?”

“That you did.”

The girls stirred lazily, bodies glistening with sweat and cum, every movement a reminder of the wreckage we’d made. They rose one by one, heading for the door.

Jasmine paused last, flashing me a wicked smile. She reached down, wrapped her fingers around my soft cock, and gave it a playful tug and squeeze, like she was testing if it had anything left. “Behave, big boy.”

Tessa swung her leg in a joking kick to my shin, smirking. “Rest up, stud.”

Kim leaned in close, her breath hot, and planted a soft kiss right on the tip of my dick. It twitched hard under her lips.

Nala bent down, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. “You were perfect.”

Delilah captured my mouth in a deep, lingering kiss, her tongue teasing mine one last time.

Minne bowed deeply, eyes shining with devotion. “Thank you, Master.”

Then they were gone, the door clicking shut behind them.

I was alone.

I leaned over to the nightstand, grabbed a cigarette, and lit it with a flick of the lighter. Smoke curled up as I flopped back onto the wrecked bed, staring at the ceiling.

I took a long drag. “Wow. Fucking wow.”

The door opened again and Delilah slipped inside, silk robe barely knotted, clinging to every damp curve.

“Every bathroom downstairs is taken,” she said with a lazy smile. “Mind if I steal yours?”

I crushed the cigarette into the ashtray and stood. “Should I join you, or are you hogging all the hot water?”

She let the robe drop. “Get in here, handsome.”

We stepped into the en-suite. Smaller than the main bath downstairs, but still pure luxury: black marble shot through with gold veins, warm amber sconces glowing low, a wide rain shower on one wall and a deep two-person jacuzzi opposite it.

Delilah flicked the gold taps. Water roared into the tub, steam rising instantly. She leaned back against the marble counter, arms crossed under her breasts, robe long forgotten on the bedroom floor.

“Come here,” she murmured.

I closed the distance. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of the towel I’d barely wrapped around my hips and yanked me against her. Our mouths crashed together, slow, filthy kisses, tongues sliding, tasting smoke and sex and each other. Her hands roamed my back, nails dragging; mine slid up her sides and cupped her heavy tits, thumbs brushing over nipples that stiffened instantly.

“Been thinking about this all night,” she whispered between kisses, nipping my lower lip. “You inside me again…”

I groaned into her mouth. “Keep talking like that and the tub’s gonna overflow.”

“Let it.” She laughed softly, then pushed me back just enough to turn and bend over the jacuzzi, checking the temperature. The move put her ass right against my cock, and I didn’t hesitate; I pressed forward, sliding between her cheeks, letting her feel how fast she had me hard again.

She glanced over her shoulder, eyes dark. “Save that thought, daddy. I want you nice and desperate when I’m riding you later.”

The water was almost at the rim. She killed the taps, dropped a handful of bath oil that bloomed cedar and vanilla into the steam, then climbed in first. The surface lapped at her waist, then her ribs as she sank lower.

I followed. The heat swallowed us both. She settled back against the curved edge, arms spread along the rim, and let her head fall with a long, satisfied sigh. The jets kicked on, froth rising fast.

Her tits floated just beneath the surface, nipples peeking through the froth like dark, perfect secrets.

I slid in across from her. The heat hit every sore muscle like forgiveness. For a moment we just soaked, jets pounding our backs, the low rumble of the motor the only sound.

Then Delilah moved. She shifted forward onto her knees between my thighs, water sloshing, and poured body wash into her palms.

“Let me wash you, baby.”