The Heart System

Chapter 468: Chapter 468

I gave her three hard thrusts, deep, steady, feeling her walls grip me tight. Then I pulled out with a wet pop and moved to Tessa.

Tessa pushed back eagerly as I slid into her, hot, tight, still slick from earlier. Two deep strokes, her moan turning into a whine when I pulled free again.

Next was Kim. I went slower, careful, rubbing the head against her hole before pushing in. She gasped, back arching deeper.

”Ohhh... so good... keep going...”

Three gentle but deep thrusts, letting her feel every inch. She whimpered when I slipped out.

Nala next. She was dripping, ass already slick from watching. I sank in easily, groaning at the heat. Four hard thrusts, her moans sharp and needy.

Minne last. She whimpered the second I touched her, nervous, excited. I rubbed the head against her tiny hole, teasing, then pushed in slow. She cried out softly, small body shaking.

”Master... oh god... so big...”

Two slow, deep strokes, letting her adjust, then I pulled out.

I went back to Jasmine, thrust in hard, gave her four quick pumps. She moaned louder, pushing back to meet me. Then Tessa, five deep strokes, her ass clenching every time I bottomed out. Kim, slow, careful, but deep. She sighed happily with each thrust. Nala, harder now, her moans turning desperate.

Mand, I was getting dizzy.

Minne, gentle, shallow at first, then deeper. She trembled, whispering ”yes... yes...” every time I filled her.

Back and forth I went, one thrust into one, two into the next, three into another—rotating, never staying long enough for any of them to cum, but keeping them all on edge. The room filled with wet slaps, moans, heavy breathing. Their asses gripped me differently, Jasmine tight and greedy, Tessa hot and fluttering, Kim warm and soft, Nala hungry and pulsing, Minne small and trembling.

”Goddamn,” I groaned, pulling out of Minne and sliding back into Jasmine. ”All of you... so fucking perfect... taking me so well...”

Jasmine pushed back hard. ”Don’t stop... keep going... I love feeling you move between us...”

Tessa glanced back, eyes glassy. ”It’s so hot... watching you fuck them all... knowing you’ll come back to me...”

Kim moaned softly. ”You feel so good inside me... so deep... I could stay like this forever...”

Nala rocked back against me when it was her turn. ”Harder... please... I need it...”

Minne whimpered every time I entered her. ”Master... it’s so much... I love it...”

I kept the rhythm, rotating faster now. One hard thrust into Jasmine, two into Tessa, three into Kim, four into Nala, five into Minne, then back again. Their moans blended together, high, low, desperate, needy, filling the room.

Jasmine reached back suddenly, grabbing my cock when I pulled out of Minne. She stroked it once—fast—then leaned down and licked the head, tasting all of them on me.

”Hey,” Tessa laughed breathlessly from her position. ”Jeez, wait your turn.”

Jasmine looked up at her, grinning. ”I can’t. He feels so different tonight... thicker... harder... I love it.”

Nala moaned in agreement. ”Me too... he’s hitting deeper... feels so good...”

Kim sighed happily. ”It’s like he’s bigger tonight... or maybe we’re just more sensitive... fuck...”

Minne whimpered. ”I can feel it too... he’s so hot inside me...”

I groaned, sliding back into Jasmine—hard. ”You’re all driving me crazy... keep talking like that...”

I thrust into her twice, deep, then moved to Tessa. Three hard strokes. Then Kim, slow, deep. Nala, fast and rough. Minne—gentle but full.

Their moans grew louder, more desperate. Bodies rocking, asses pushing back to meet me every time I entered.

”God... Evan... yes... keep going... don’t stop...”

I sped up, rotating faster, thrusts harder. Wet slaps echoed off the walls, mixing with their moans and heavy breathing. Sweat dripped down my back, my chest, my brow—every muscle burning, but the heat between us only climbed higher. Their asses gripped me tighter with every pass—hot, slick, perfect, each one different, each one driving me closer to the edge without letting me tip over.

Jasmine’s moans were low and throaty every time I sank into her, pushing back to meet me like she couldn’t get enough. Tessa’s were higher, breathier, her body jolting forward with each thrust. Kim’s were softer, sweeter, her pregnant belly resting against the mattress as she rocked gently back onto me. Nala’s were sharp and needy, her dark skin shining with sweat as she arched deeper. Minne’s were quiet little whimpers, almost shy, but her small ass clenched hard every time I filled her.

I kept the rhythm merciless, one deep thrust into Jasmine, two into Tessa, three into Kim, four into Nala, five into Minne, then back again. Faster. Harder. Their cries blended into one continuous wave of sound: gasps, moans, pleas, my name over and over.

”Evan... yes... don’t stop... keep going...”

”God... so deep... I love how you feel inside me...”

”Please... more... just like that...”

I lost track of how many rotations, ten, twenty?, only that every time I pulled out of one and slid into the next, their holes were hotter, wetter, more desperate. My cock throbbed with every thrust, veins pulsing, head swollen, slick with all of them.

Then, three sharp knocks on the door.

Everyone froze for half a second. My cock was buried deep in Nala’s ass at that moment, her walls fluttering around me.

I didn’t stop thrusting, slowed only slightly, still sliding in and out of her with steady, deep strokes. I glanced toward the door, then at Minne, who was closest, still on her hands and knees, cheeks flushed.

”Honey,” I said, voice rough but calm, hips rolling forward into Nala again, ”can you get the door? Should be Kayla.”

Minne’s eyes widened, but she nodded quickly. ”Y-yes, Master.”

She scrambled to her feet, lavender chemise riding up, stockings whispering, and hurried to the door. The rest of us kept going: me still fucking Nala’s ass with slow thrusts, the other girls watching, breathing hard, fingers trailing over their own skin or reaching out to touch me, Jasmine’s hand on my lower back, Tessa’s fingers brushing my thigh.

Minne opened the door a crack, peeked out, then smiled shyly and stepped aside.

Kayla walked in.

She was tall, curvy, confident—long dark hair loose over her shoulders. She wore a black trench coat that reached mid-thigh, belt tied loosely. Her heels clicked softly on the floor as she stepped inside, eyes sweeping the room—five naked, flushed women on the floor in a row, me still buried balls-deep in Nala’s ass.

She smiled—slow, wicked.

”Hey, everyone,” she said, voice low and smooth. ”Looks like I missed the warm-up.”

”Kayla,” I said, giving Nala one last deep thrust before pulling out slowly. She whimpered at the loss. I exhaled hard, sweaty, chest heaving, and stepped back. My cock bobbed, thick and slick, veins standing out.

I walked over to the chair beside the desk, dropped into it, and spread my legs slightly—cock standing straight up, glistening.

Kayla’s smile widened. She reached up, unbelted the coat, and let it slide off her shoulders. It pooled on the floor behind her.

She was completely naked underneath.

And that ass...

Jesus fucking Christ.