Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 393: System... Don’t Update

Looking at the beautiful, mature woman before him, her hair disheveled and her face flushed with satisfaction, her body glowing with a pink hue of spring-like desire, she appeared utterly bewitching.

Fucking hell, this dungeon quest... The scene before his eyes was likely the very essence of this dungeon mission.

Luis’s hand moved roughly, pulling her head down toward his crotch. Hela obediently took his cock into her mouth and began to suck, not minding in the least that it was coated with her own fluids from her climax.

”My dad mentioned it to me. You and my mom can come over together in a while.”

”Alright, brother-in-law. I’ll head over with your mom once we’re done here.”

Daniel never imagined his words could be interpreted with any ambiguity.

He could never have guessed that Luis would have fucked his own mother, penetrating all three of her holes, thoroughly violating every part of her body that even his own father had never claimed.

”You two still aren’t finished...”

”Not yet, but we’re almost done.”

”Why are you panting?”

”Physical labor makes you pant. What’s strange about that?”

Luis’s eyes were already red with excitement, like a beast in heat, as he listened to his brother-in-law Daniel’s voice.

The memory of that contemptuous look flashed through his mind, the times that bastard had mocked him, and a wave of vengeful pleasure surged through him.

Gripping Hela’s head, he treated her pretty, cherry-like mouth as if it were a pussy, thrusting fiercely, driving his cock again and again into the deepest part of her mouth.

Hela, whose experience with oral sex was almost virgin-like, had improved rapidly under his recent training.

Even though it was terribly uncomfortable, she still forced her throat open, allowing the head of his cock to enter her throat, bringing a sensation that was both suffocating and intensely pleasurable.

While she was still clumsy and uneasy with active deep-throating, this rough, passive deep-throat gave her a different kind of thrill, the pleasure of being used, conquered, and defiled.

Lost in this almost masochistic ecstasy, stimulated by the sound of Daniel’s voice, Hela even began lewdly caressing her own sensitive clit as she climaxed, letting out wanton, moaning sighs.

Her debauched appearance was too much for Luis to resist. With a muffled roar, he shoved his cockhead deep into her throat.

Hela’s nose was pressed against his crotch, his cock throbbing excitedly within her mouth until, with a pulsating release, spurt after spurt of hot cum erupted into her throat.

”Alright, that’s it for now. I’ll come find you both later.”

”Good.”

Luis’s voice was already hoarse. Hela struggled to swallow the semen, her eyes rolling back slightly from the forceful deep-throating.

”Ding... Derivative dungeon bonus mission, (Ultimate Fuck-Your-Mother Mission): Triple-penetrate Hela. Ejaculate into all three of her holes within 24 hours. Mission reward: One blind box.”

”Ding... Dungeon mission (Fuck Your Mother) completed.”

”Mission Reward: One blind box has been issued. Please check your inventory.”

”Rule set... Dungeon mission (Fuck Your Mother) is temporarily closed.”

On the large bed in the bedroom, watching the beautiful mature woman kneeling before him, cleaning his cock with her mouth and tending to him after sex, Luis felt utterly satisfied with the results of his training.

Smoking a post-coital cigarette, Luis quietly opened the System interface.

He now had three blind boxes. He could open another at a suitable time to see what items he might get. Though his luck was often terrible, a real headache, some items had truly saved his life in critical moments.

If not for the Aphrodisiac Incense (Male), he, the adulterer, would likely have been chopped to mincemeat by Chloe’s husband long ago.

If real danger struck, it would be too late to open blind boxes then. The Combat Expertise he’d exchanged for last time hadn’t been all that useful either. All things considered, opening blind boxes seemed more cost-effective.

The System’s message that the mission was ”temporarily closed” was significant information.

Luis had originally assumed that once a dungeon was cleared, it would be permanently closed. But the message indicated it was only temporary.

Given the System’s nature, this dungeon, like ”Spring of the Pretty Widow,” might be readjusted and restarted after completion.

He just didn’t know what the trigger conditions would be, whether it involved the fairy-like sister-in-law or Chloe, the biological sister.

Given the evil scope of the System’s settings, it wasn’t hard to speculate. What Luis feared was something like a ”husband-witnessed crime” scenario—that would really be ridiculous.

After all, Darlan was a straightforward, tough guy who hadn’t been affected by any Persona Tag items. His personality was decisive and unyielding.

He had served as a reconnaissance soldier, special forces, in his early years, and his current profession was just as tough. If he were to discover he’d been cuckolded, Luis would probably die without knowing how.

By evening, when Nancy arrived, everything appeared perfectly normal.

Luis sat on the sofa, smoking, gazing with ill intent at his sister-in-law’s shapely legs in black stockings, his face full of suggestive smiles.

His sister-in-law had clearly dressed up carefully, radiant and stunning like a fairy descended to earth. Most notably, she was wearing sexy black stockings, something she hadn’t favored much in the past.

Over dinner, Luis behaved himself due to the setting, at most secretly brushing his leg against hers under the table.

The fairy sister-in-law remained composed, and as for Hela, her expression was blank, betraying not a single clue.

After the meal, Nancy followed Daniel with renewed vigor, busy with work.

Her ambitions had grown beyond just being a wealthy wife or a boss’s wife; she now genuinely wanted to be a boss herself.

Though the fairy sister-in-law could be somewhat lazy and her capabilities questionable, for now, she seemed quite driven.

Burning with illicit passion, Hela returned to work as usual, but Luis had already begun secretly feeding her bad ideas, helping her with some shady, behind-the-scenes dirty work.

On Friday evening, the staff parking lot of City First Hospital wasn’t open to the public, but there were spots that even regular staff didn’t dare to park in.

A BMW 5 Series slowly pulled in. Several spaces were reserved for the hospital’s high-ranking leadership.

Kai, dressed in a sharp suit and looking thoroughly pleased with himself, stepped out of the car. In high spirits, he whistled and unusually took the initiative to greet the parking lot security guard, ”Uncle, still on shift?”

Kai had every reason to feel good. According to the grapevine rumors, his position as First Vice President was now almost secure.

His family had extensive connections, and coming from a purely administrative background—unlike Hela’s academic roots—was a natural advantage.

His interpersonal network was broader, and in terms of seniority, the older generation at the hospital and in the city supported him more.

Mainly, he had arrived earlier and had more established relationships within the hospital. Even if that woman surnamed Wood was said to be highly capable and decisive, garnering support from many of the younger staff, so what?

Those people were minor voices, unable to make any real waves.

They’d been deliberately targeted and given a hard time these past few days, yet they still had to swallow their grievances.