To my surprise, instead of being angry or literally throwing daggers at me, Bree does as I asked. Not taking her eyes off mine, she slowly slides down, her tits going from being pressed against my chest to my stomach and then against my cock.Eyes still locked, she pushes forth her tongue, letting saliva drip in a steady stream between her tits to coat my stiff member. I groan when my manhood glides seamlessly between her breasts and she presses them together to imprison it in a sweet cage of flesh.Crouched down, she lets go of her tits and rests her hands on my thighs. Head tilted, Bree starts off with my balls, sucking them one by one applying perfect pressure as my erection rests on her face. “Fuck…” With a pop, she releases my balls with a smirk. Her tongue slithers out and teases the base of my cock as one of her hands leaves my thigh to move between her legs. She licks my manhood but her advancement toward the tip is pure torture at the speed of a 400 year old turtle. I squi
Alex is a virgin alright. Even if she’s soaking wet after what Naomi did to her, I still have a hard time inserting into her pussy even one finger coated in the widow’s saliva. I try to be gentle as I slowly work my way inside her.Her faint moans of pleasure show me she is enjoying the experience. She gulps when my index finger goes all the way inside her. Her walls tighten, clamping down on the first thing that has ever penetrated her. I wiggle my finger a bit, stretching the walls. She moans again and whimpers as I slide my finger in and out. I move my other hand over her chest and between her tits, holding her down to the bed.Taken by surprise when Naomi lowers to suck my cock, I join Alex’s moans. The widow, with a gentle yet determined gaze, embraces her role as a caregiver. She effortlessly tends to my every need and desire, intuitively understanding my needs. I move my leg so that my knees are on either side of her hips, her back against the bed frame. My hips start rocking
“Sasha?” I ask, still amazed at the sight of her. “But how?”“Do you remember how I used to teleport random people uncontrollably? Well, I just learned to use it at will. That’s how I ended up here. Actually, at first I landed in the pantry. But fortunately, no one saw me before I opened another portal to the top floor. Here’s where I wanted to be in the first place, but it seems there are still some things I need to learn and—”“Sasha…” Bree interrupts her with an arched eyebrow. Her fingers slowly apply pressure and squeeze Kaya’s clit, who lets out a high-pitched moan. “You can tell us those things later. Don’t spoil the fun for us.”“Sure, sure.” Sasha coughs and regains some of her composure. “So… Where can I join in?”“Alex was just about to take care of my cock, but you can take care of it if you want,” I say, happy to have her here.“Of course I want to.” She drops on her knees and slides her tongue out to lick up the last bit of my cum. “What a delicious treat! Can you please
As I take my first step into the grand hall, the echoes of my footsteps reverberate over the floor’s polished wood. The council members, adorned in intricate robes of royal blue and gleaming gold, are engaged in intense discussions, their voices blending into a symphony of passionate discourse. Excitement and nervousness are battling in a tumultuous tango of excitement inside me. Time has passed since the events that brought me here, and now I stand on the precipice of a new chapter in my life. In the center of the hall, a long, polished table stretches out, flanked by plush chairs where the council members sit. As I take my place among them, I notice the anticipation in their eyes. The king, who used to preside over these meetings with a commanding presence, is now absent. As rumors of his illness have been circulating, I, as the crown prince living inside the palace, can attest to their truth. His health has suddenly nosedived a few weeks ago. I have personally witnessed the wan
"Goddess, before we proceed to the reward part, there are a few things I've been curious about. Mind if I ask you some questions?""Oh, I do enjoy a curious soul. Very well, David, go ahead and ask your questions. I'll indulge you this time.""Thank you," I reply. "First of all, how do these systems work? Why are we connected to them, and what happens to a woman’s soul when she becomes one?""Ah, the systems are an essential part of the Challenge. When a woman becomes a system, her essence is still tethered to her original soul, which I keep in those jars you see over there." Endless rows of glowing essences kept in jars over several shelves appear as light sheds over them, separating them from the darkness around me. "It serves as a lifeline for them, ensuring they can always return to me.""Or ensuring you still have complete control over them…” I mutter. "I do control everything within the Harem Multiverse," the Goddess explains. "If a man fails five challenges, his soul becomes m
“No!” I yell as the Goddess opens her mouth. The jar holding my System’s essence dangerously tilts, almost spilling over the edge and onto that fucking glutton’s tongue. “I want Cindy to remain my System until the end of my challenges. I have no interest in a new system, no matter how good it is.”“Interesting…” The Goddess stops smiling and leans forward to look at me better.The skeleton hands holding her tits stretch, allowing her to give me an even better look at her cleavage. “What if I’d let you touch me however you want… Would you let me eat Cindy in exchange for a chance to have me?”I can't believe this irresistible Goddess tantalizes me with every move she makes. Her beauty is beyond compare. But System… System means more than just carnal desires.“No, I want MY System back!”The Goddess shudders, a bit taken aback by my outburst. “Fine!” she huffs displeased. “You can have your puny System back.”A fine line of smokey gray dust rises from the jar and spreads across the
The party? What party? My mind races with thoughts, like a high-speed train on a convoluted track, desperately trying to untangle the mess in my brain. As the memories drift through my mind, they seem to be fragments of scenes that lack coherence, like a half-finished puzzle with pieces laying around everywhere.I manage to stammer out, "Party? I...uh...got a bit lost, I think."“Lost? In your own house?” Simon chuckles, though it's more of a distorted rumble in my ears. "You're something else, you know that?""Yeah, the king of lost causes," I reply, giving him a lopsided grin."Come on, then," he says, gesturing down the corridor. "Let's get you back to the festivities. You've been MIA for way too long."I follow Simon, feeling like a fish out of water. Or in this case, a man out of reality — or at least out of his reality. As we walk, my surroundings start to make a bit more sense. The hallway seems to stretch on forever, its mechanical decorations dancing in the warm light of the
As Arthur's father concludes his speech, his words hang in the air, their impact sinking deep. Like a burst of energy, the applause erupts like a roaring ocean wave, crashing against the walls and reverberating through every corner. With the sound of clapping ringing in my ears, I follow Simon to a table in the corner. I seat myself while he leaves and comes back with two glasses of what appears to be sparkling wine. I open my mouth to ask him what it is, but he beats me to it. “Oh, what a goddess! I’ll be right back, Arthur,” Simon says, his eyes following a captivating, seductive girl donning a sleek black leather suit and stunning white boots.He abruptly springs out of the shadowy corner where he was seated. Eagerly, he dashes towards her. They share a hug and disappear into the crowd. I stare at the drinks he left on the table and sigh. My eyes gravitate towards the enchanting chandelier suspended above, mesmerizing in its brilliance. However, my focus abruptly shifts as I am