Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 387: System Bug Fix

Hela could no longer hold back. Biting her lower lip, tears began to flow, tracing paths down her cheeks.

Her mature, seductive body swayed with each thrust, tears scattering onto the sheets, making her look utterly pitiable in that moment.

But Luis had no intention of showing mercy. Seeing her cry only inflamed his wicked desires further. He fucked her even harder, letting out a lewd, hearty laugh.

”Why couldn’t it be me... Haha, why are you getting so worked up?”

”If my brother‑in‑law saw you getting fucked to tears like this, I really wonder how he’d react, dear mother‑in‑law.”

Mentioning her son’s name made Hela jolt in alarm. With a trace of panic, she said, ”If you dare tell him, I’ll drag you down with me...”

”Haha, let me fuck you to death first.”

Luis grabbed her full, round buttocks and began pistoning into her ruthlessly. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh rang out sharply, making her mature body convulse even more violently.

As the pleasure gradually intensified, Hela snapped out of her shock. She started bracing herself, moaning steadily as exquisite waves of ecstasy washed over her once more.

She pushed the shocking truth aside, losing herself completely in this wild, torrent of sex.

The buzzing of the vibrator was drowned out by her moans, making Luis’s breathing grow even heavier, the excited bloodshot veins visible in his eyes.

”Open your eyes. Look in the mirror...”

”Watch how I fuck your asshole... watch how your tits bounce.”

”You never even glanced at me before. Did you ever imagine you’d have all three holes stuffed by me one day?!”

”Haha, every time I saw you dressed up all posh and dignified, I kept thinking—that plump ass of yours is just begging to be taken from behind.”

”Just like I imagined, this slutty ass of yours feels fucking incredible to fuck.”

As he spoke, Luis couldn’t help but raise his hand, spanking her swaying, beautiful buttocks. Sharp, crisp slaps rang out instantly.

Along with the shame, Hela grew even more aroused. Finally, in total abandon, she lifted her head.

Her eyes half‑open, misty with desire, she stared at her own reflection—at the adulterous couple fucking in the mirror, at the image of herself being taken like a bitch, utterly helpless.

”Haha, feels good, doesn’t it...”

”Your asshole clenches so tight, it’s amazing... fuck!!”

Under this stream of lewd, degrading taunts, the usually aloof, elegant beauty could no longer withstand the stimulation. Her vision went black as a tidal wave of pleasure crashed over her entire body.

The mature woman, conquered by lust, cried out ”ah, ah,” her voice trembling with excitement and what sounded like sobs:

”Slow down... you’re hitting the deepest part.”

”I can’t take it anymore, you bastard... fucking me so hard.”

”My bones are aching to death, you bastard... damn it...”

A stream of incoherent moaning and bed talk filled the air. Finally, she threw her head back, crying out ”ah, ah,” as her mature body stiffened and began to convulse.

Her pussy contracted, and a gush of scorching love fluid sprayed out, splashing onto Luis’s testicles with intense force.

This unparalleled stimulation also pushed Luis over the edge. With a low roar, he gripped her buttocks tightly and thrust deeply one last time, his cockhead swelling and pulsing at the very deepest point.

As the tip opened, hot, powerful semen surged forth in waves. One burst followed another, accompanied by immense physical and psychological pleasure that nearly drove Luis mad.

”Bastard... ah...”

In the midst of her climax, Hela was scalded by this heat, her pleasure escalating to the very limits of her body. After several more convulsions, her entire body went limp and she collapsed onto the bed.

Disheveled and panting heavily, she was on the verge of fainting. Every bone in her body felt weak, as if pulled out, leaving only her spasming flesh to savor the exquisite, soul rending bliss of this ultimate climax.

Luis too went completely limp. He remained in their joined position, lying on top of her, and kissed her neck passionately. His hands quietly found her arms, their fingers intertwining in a tight clasp.

As the clouds cleared and the rain ceased, neither man nor woman spoke. Only their ragged breaths broke the silence.

The heated air was thick with the scent of their mingled fluids and hormones, the temperature still lingering even after their carnal play had ended.

”Get up... you’re crushing me.”

After a while, Hela was the one to break the silence.

Luis didn’t move immediately. Instead, he clung to her playfully, intimately whispering, ”Your body is so soft and comfortable, just as I imagined. A mature woman feels best with a little flesh on her.”

”So you’re saying I’m fat, huh? You didn’t seem to mind when you were fucking me.”

Hela retorted fiercely, a reaction that deeply satisfied Luis.

Knowing her true identity now, her heart must be a tumult of mixed emotions. She needed time to accept and face this reality.

Awkwardness was an unavoidable part of the process. It would be no fun if she angrily confronted him or showed fear. Her current attitude indicated she wasn’t fundamentally resistant.

Luis wasn’t narcissistic enough to believe that fucking her into submission would make her willingly fall in love with him.

But her casual demeanor suggested she had, at the very least, accepted this new layer to their relationship. This was the advantage of mature, realistic women. They weren’t like young girls, prone to dramatic fits or suicidal despair.

”Ding... Bug fix in progress for the ’Affection Through Familiarity’ Blackmail Hack.”

”Ding... ’Affection Through Familiarity’ Blackmail Hack, bug fix completed, upgrade completed.”

The System’s voice suddenly chimed in his mind, startling Luis. ’Affection Through Familiarity’ was currently the most useful System tool. How could it have a bug?

In the moment of Luis’s stunned confusion, a series of notification tones rapidly sounded in his mind:

”Ding... Excessive usage of the ’Affection Through Familiarity’ Blackmail Hack has occurred. Five usage permits were granted, leading to a significant weakening of its effect. Without foundational genetic data collection, the hack’s effectiveness is diminished.”

”Ding... Hack targets: Lily, Ruth, Eloise... Hack effect strengthened, hack effect undergoing upgrade.”

An upgrade? That’s good, Luis thought to himself.

Suddenly, the System’s notification sounded again:

”Ding... System Blackmail Hack (’Affection Through Familiarity’), except for the aforementioned targets, is now deactivated for Yana, Maria, Chloe, Hela.”

Fuck... what’s going on? Luis’s mind was thrown into chaos. He immediately accessed the System interface to check.

His inventory had been updated. The items now were: Random Blind Box (2), Aphrodisiac Incense (Male) 1, ’Affection Through Familiarity’ Blackmail Hack (2 uses).

Luis felt a surge of panic. Why had the number of hack uses dropped to 2? The first time, it was clearly enough for five uses.

”Ding... The hack effect has been upgraded and enhanced. The bug has been fixed. The number of uses has been reduced relative to the hack effectiveness.”

The System immediately offered an explanation, so simple and clear even an idiot could understand.

The System probably deemed the ’Affection Through Familiarity’ hack too overpowered. A single hack having five uses seemed too bug-like, so it compensated by enhancing the effect while reducing the usage count.

The System’s tasks had always involved adjustments; they weren’t rigidly set in stone. Different tasks and instances were issued with careful consideration.

In other words, the System could self adjust. Based on big data feedback, it would fine tune task content and rewards to the most optimal values.

For the ’Affection Through Familiarity’ hack item, the System recognized its utility but felt five uses was excessive and immediately adjusted it.

Even already activated items were adjusted, reducing the usage count while leveraging genetic information to boost the effect. While frustrated, Luis couldn’t really find fault with the logic.

”Ding... Item: ’Affection Through Familiarity’ Blackmail Hack (2/2).”

”Activates upon a single instance of internal ejaculation during intercourse. Hack effect: Causes the target to be comprehensively influenced by the host’s scent, movements, voice, and even taste.”

”Increases the target’s sensitivity and psychological receptiveness, leading the target to develop feelings of love for the host through continued contact.”

”Modified based on genetic information, rendering the target unable to feel any interest in other men, experiencing no psychological stir, and reacting to physical contact only with pain and revulsion.”

A truly wicked idea suddenly occurred to Luis. The new hack functions were potent and precise.

Following this hack’s logic, if he were to rape Bella, that ”steel” lesbian (utterly unyielding in her orientation), would the ’Affection Through Familiarity’ hack have any effect on her at all?

This bordered on playing semantic games, but upon closer thought, a potential loophole emerged.

”Ding... The hack’s original effects remain unchanged. Bugs can be fixed. The host may later choose to use Blind Boxes or attribute points for functional upgrades.”

Alright then, the System’s reaction speed was damn impressive. This notification proved it was still relentlessly scheming.

As the first task issued by the System, Luis had basically given up after learning Bella was an unyielding lesbian, the boss’s wife of Tiger Real Estate, and the current head of the Leon family.

But the System seemed unwilling to concede. Its first issued task had made zero progress. This was the System enticing Luis into the trap, demonstrating it had developed a capacity for thought.

As for the vague fears some scientists espoused, Luis felt absolutely no psychological burden.

AI inherently required thought, and thought relied on processing big data. To put it bluntly, Luis adopted a ”go with the flow” mentality.

The System’s growth and cognitive processes were beyond Luis’s control. However it developed, as the host, he couldn’t control it, so why bother worrying about such complexities?