The Heart System

Chapter 106: Chapter 106

Breakfast wrapped up, plates stacked in the sink since the dishwasher was useless without power. We migrated to the living room, lazy energy settling in. I flopped onto the couch, stretching out, the warm blanket from last night draped over me. The fireplace crackled, its glow reflecting off the coffee table where Kim’s diner sign and that ridiculous skin-colored dildo still sat, like weird trophies from the storm.

Kim sprawled on another couch, scrolling her phone despite the spotty signal, while Tessa curled up in an armchair, sipping the last of her orange juice. Jasmine grabbed a book from the shelf, settling on the floor near the fire, her water bottle beside her.

”Storm’s not letting up,” I said, glancing at the window, the rain a blurry curtain. ”Guess we’re stuck here a bit longer.”

”Fine by me,” Jasmine murmured, flipping a page. ”Beats the city right now.”

Despite the chaos outside, the cabin was calm, a bubble of comfort where the storm’s fury couldn’t reach. Man, it felt good.

Jasmine sat cross-legged on the rug near the fire, her book open in her lap, the pages yellowed and dog-eared. She’d been reading for a while, her hair tucked behind her ears, but she suddenly snapped the book shut with a soft thud, exhaling loudly.

”I’m bored,” she said, tossing the book onto the coffee table, where it landed next to the dented diner sign and that absurd skin-colored dildo.

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and fished it out, the screen lighting up with a notification from Delilah. A grin crept across my face as I tapped it open. It was a selfie—her standing in front of her computer case, giving a thumbs-up, her tight t-shirt clinging to her curves, no bra underneath. Her nipples pressed against the fabric, clear as day. Oh, come on, she was doing this on purpose. I was this close to sending an eggplant emoji, my thumb hovering over the keyboard, but I held back.

”It works so good!” her text read. ”When I used to press the power button, the fans spun like a plane taking off.”

”Glad it’s running smooth now, Ms. Komb,” I typed back, leaning against the couch, the cabin’s cozy warmth wrapping around me despite the storm still raging outside.

”I’ll swing by your place to hear the rest of the story,” she replied, followed by another text. ”About how you got your ass kicked.”

”Hey, I could’ve taken him,” I shot back, smirking. ”I was sick, alright?”

”Oh, you turn into such a drama queen when you’re sick. Ivy’s been spilling all your secrets.”

”That’s the fattest lie I’ve ever heard,” I texted, shaking my head.

She sent a crying-laughing emoji, and I fired one back, chuckling. Chatting with Delilah always felt good. She’d been different from the start—taking care of me back in uni when I was a broke, clueless mess, always there with a meal or a laugh when I needed it.

”So... how’s stuff?” I asked.

”You mean my work life?” she replied.

”Yeah.”

”Let’s talk face-to-face, Evan. Not feeling texts right now.”

”Sure,” I typed. ”I’ll be back in three days, maybe four. I’ll hit you up.”

”Alright,” she responded. ”Gotta run. Talk soon, Evan.”

”Yep. See ya.”

I slipped my phone back into my pocket and glanced out the window. Rain, rain, and more fucking rain, hammering the glass, blurring the world outside into a gray mess. The cabin’s glow—candles flickering, fireplace crackling—kept the mood warm, but man, I missed the sun.

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Finally. The rain had stopped yesterday, and now the sun was out, scorching the earth like it was making up for lost time. The air was thick, humid, and disgustingly hot, but it meant one thing: beach time. Fucking beach time with three beauties.

We were waiting for Tessa to finish getting ready. Kim lounged on the couch, scrolling her phone, her body barely contained by a red bikini, the top tied in thin straps that crisscrossed her back, the bottoms cut high to show off her hips. The fabric hugged her curves, leaving little to the imagination, her pale skin glowing in the sunlight streaming through the window.

Jasmine lay across my lap, her phone’s front camera on, checking her reflection as she adjusted her braids. She wore a teal one-piece swimsuit, the sides cut high, exposing her dark, toned thighs and the curve of her ass. My hand had slipped under the fabric, my fingers lazily circling her nipple, feeling it harden under my touch. My cock throbbed in my swim trunks every few seconds, the thin material doing nothing to hide it. Jasmine just chuckled, pressing her head harder into my lap, rubbing against my bulge with a teasing smirk.

”You’re so hard,” she murmured, still focused on her phone’s screen, her voice low and playful. ”Just from playing with my nipples?”

”Can’t blame me,” I said, chuckling, giving her nipple a gentle pinch, making her squirm slightly.

Tessa bounded down the stairs, her footsteps light, drawing our eyes. She wore a black bikini, the top a halter style that pushed up her full breasts, the bottoms tied low on her hips, accentuating her curves. ”Ready,” she announced, spinning once, her hair bouncing. ”Let’s hit the beach.”

Jasmine slid off my lap, her teal swimsuit clinging to her dark, toned body as she stood, her braids swaying. My cock throbbed painfully in my swim trunks, her teasing weight still lingering on me. She glanced down, smirking, her eyes glinting with mischief in the sunlight streaming through the cabin’s windows.

”You guys grab the bags and load the car,” Jasmine said, her voice sultry, tossing a look at Kim and Tessa. ”I’ll help Evan cum. I swear, he’s been so horny the last few days.”

”Hey, again, can’t blame me,” I said, chuckling, leaning back on the couch, trying to play it cool despite the heat pulsing through me.

Kim, sprawled on the couch in her red bikini, set her phone down and scoffed. ”Hey, don’t hog all the fun,” she said, her voice teasing but edged with want. ”We’re in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, no electricity, my phone’s dead. Surprise, surprise, the only entertainment around here is Evan’s dick.”

”Wow...” I muttered, half-laughing, my face flushing. ”That’s... what, a compliment or an insult?”

”Come on, magic boy,” Tessa said, exhaling dramatically as she sauntered over from the armchair, her black bikini barely containing her curves. ”Get those swim trunks off. We can’t let you hit the beach with a raging boner.”

Kim swung her legs over, straddling my lap, her thighs warm against mine, her red bikini bottoms brushing my bulge, making me twitch harder. Tessa moved behind the couch, her hands guiding my head back until it rested between her big tits, the soft, warm flesh pressing against my neck. She leaned down, her lips finding mine, kissing me deeply, her tongue slow and teasing, tasting of orange juice from breakfast. I groaned into her mouth, my hands instinctively gripping Kim’s hips as she ground against me.

Jasmine crouched beside me, her fingers hooking into my swim trunks, tugging them down with a quick yank, my cock springing free, hard and throbbing, precum already beading at the tip. ”Fuck, Evan,” she murmured, her eyes locked on my dick, her hand brushing my thigh as she leaned closer.

A HUD flickered in my vision, cutting through the haze of lust.

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- Sexual Activity Task

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- Title: Smothered

- Task: Make the girls give you a

titjob at the same time and cum.

- Reward: 75 EXP

+1 Ability Point

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- Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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Wait, a titjob from all three? How the fuck would that even work? My mind spun, picturing it, and—shit, it didn’t sound bad. It sounded fucking incredible. But just blurting out, ’Hey, wrap your tits around my cock, all at once,’ felt... weird. I couldn’t just jump to that and call it a day. Nah, I needed to fuck them first, give them what they wanted, rack up some EXP, and then maybe ease into the quest’s request.

Tessa pulled back from the kiss, her hands cupping my cheeks, her thumbs brushing my jaw. She licked my lips slowly, her eyes gleaming. ”You love this, don’t you, you horny fuck?” she teased, her voice low, her breath hot against my face.

I didn’t answer with words, just leaned up and kissed her again, my tongue tangling with hers, deeper this time, her moan vibrating against my lips. My hands squeezed Kim’s ass, pulling her closer, her bikini bottoms damp against my bare cock now that Jasmine had freed it.

Kim lifted her hips, her fingers swift as she untied her red bikini bottoms, letting them fall to the floor, her pussy already glistening. She reached down, grabbing my cock, stroking it once, twice, her touch firm, making me groan into Tessa’s mouth.

”Fuck, Evan, you’re so hard for us,” Kim purred, her voice dripping with lust as she aimed my cock at her entrance, her wet folds brushing the tip.

She sank down, taking me in, her tight, hot pussy enveloping me, making me grunt, my head falling back against Tessa’s tits.

”Shit, Kim,” I growled, my hands gripping her hips as she started bouncing, her thighs flexing, her pussy clenching around me with every move.

”Mm. Yeah, baby. Keep fucking me.”

”Goddamn, you feel so good,” I said, my voice rough, smacking her ass hard, the crack loud, her cheek jiggling as a red mark bloomed. ”Ride that cock, just like that.”