The Heart System

Chapter 253: Chapter 253

I exhaled a ragged, shaking breath, the orgasm retreating like a wave pulled back out to sea. My cock throbbed angrily in the open air, slick and twitching.

Jasmine’s eyes glittered with pure sadistic delight. “Good boy.”

Then she sank back down, slow this time, inch by torturous inch, letting me feel every flutter of her walls as she took me again.

I grabbed her hips, flipped the rhythm, and started driving up into her with everything I had, hard, punishing strokes that made her gasp and curse.

She leaned forward, ear brushing my lips. The faint pink glow pulsed right there on her lobe.

I bit down, sucked the soft flesh between my teeth, and flicked my tongue over the spot.

Jasmine shattered.

She came screaming, nails raking bloody lines down my chest, pussy spasming wildly around me in violent, milking waves that almost dragged me over with her.

Nala took her time.

She stood over me, midnight-blue silk harness bra framing her perfect tits, high-waisted garter belt riding low on her hips. With deliberate slowness she reached between her legs, unhooked the thin silver chain that had been the only thing covering her pussy, and let it fall to the floor with a soft clink.

Every eye in the room was on her.

She straddled me like a queen claiming her throne, knees sinking into the couch on either side of my hips, one elegant hand braced on my chest, the other guiding my cock to her entrance. She didn’t sink down yet. She just hovered there, letting the head nudge her slick lips, teasing us both.

“My turn, baby,” she murmured, voice velvet and dangerous. “Show me why you ditched dinner for her. Prove this cock is still mine.”

I gripped her ass hard, fingers digging into firm muscle. “It’s always yours, CEO. Now fucking take it.”

She smiled, slow and filthy, then dropped.

One smooth, merciless glide and I was buried to the hilt inside her, her pussy so hot and tight it stole my breath. She let out a low, satisfied moan, head falling back, long black hair cascading down her spine.

“Fuck… still so thick,” she breathed, rolling her hips once, twice, grinding her clit against my base. “You stretched every one of them tonight… but this pussy remembers exactly how you feel.”

I thrust up hard, meeting her roll with a sharp snap of my hips. She gasped, nails raking down my chest.

“That’s it,” I growled, hands sliding up to grip her waist. “Oh, fuck.”

She started moving, slow at first, luxurious circles that dragged her walls along every inch of me, then faster, rising and falling with perfect control. Her tits bounced in the harness bra, nipples hard and dark against the silk.

The girls watched, breathless. Kayla’s mouth hung open. Delilah bit her lip, hand drifting between her own thighs again.

I licked the glowing pink line on Nala’s throat, right where her pulse hammered under flawless skin. She shuddered, pussy fluttering around me.

“Right there,” she hissed. “You know exactly where I need it, don’t you? You always do.”

I sucked the spot hard, teeth grazing, tongue flicking in time with my thrusts. She sped up, riding me harder, ass slapping my thighs, the wet sound obscene and perfect.

“This CEO pussy…” I rasped against her neck, thrusting up brutally, “so tight for me… so greedy… cum on my cock, Nala. Show them who really owns it.”

She laughed, breathless and filthy, then slammed down one last time and ground deep.

The orgasm hit her like a storm.

Her back arched, head thrown back, a low moan tearing from her throat as her pussy clamped down impossibly tight, pulsing in violent waves. She came hard, soaking me, thighs shaking, nails digging crescents into my shoulders.

“Fuck, Evan… yes… fill me later, but right now… just feel me cum…”

I almost lost it, cock throbbing inside her clenching heat, but she rode it out, licking that glowing spot through every shudder, every filthy moan, until she finally collapsed forward, forehead against mine, breath ragged, pussy still fluttering with aftershocks.

Kayla stood there the whole time, one hand pressed between her thighs, fingers lazily circling her clit as she watched the chaos unfold. Her face was a mix of total bafflement and raw arousal—eyes wide, lips parted, cheeks flushed like she’d just run a marathon. Cum still leaked from her pussy in slow, thick drops, streaking down her inner thighs, pooling at her feet on the marble floor. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from the pile of bodies, the way each girl had ridden me to shattering orgasms, their screams echoing off the walls.

“You all just… wow,” she breathed, voice shaky, her fingers dipping inside herself now, chasing the aftershocks of her own earlier climaxes. “This isn’t real. You’re all so…”

The girls laughed softly, a chorus of wicked amusement. Nala, still glistening from her own ride, locked eyes with Kayla and extended a hand, her midnight-blue silk harness bra framing her tits like a work of art. “Oh, it’s real, ass queen. And now it’s your turn again. Ride him while we watch—show us why Evan couldn’t keep his hands off you.”

Kayla hesitated, biting her lower lip, her free hand hovering uncertainly. “I… I don’t know if I can. After all that? You all just took turns like it’s nothing, and now me again? This is crazy…”

But her body betrayed her—nipples hard as diamonds, pussy visibly clenching, more of my cum dripping out as she shifted her weight. Nala didn’t give her time to overthink. She grabbed Kayla’s wrist gently but firmly and pulled her forward, the other girls parting like a sea to make space on the couch where I lay, cock still rock-hard and slick from Nala’s juices.

“Come on, new girl,” Jasmine purred from my side, her black lace bodysuit disheveled, one satin bow untied to let a nipple peek free. “That fat ass of yours is begging to bounce. Don’t make us wait.”

Tessa, flushed from her orgasm, knelt nearby and gave Kayla an encouraging smack on the thigh. “You’ll love it. He hits spots you didn’t know you had.”

Kayla’s breath hitched, but she let Nala guide her. She straddled me slowly, knees sinking into the cushions on either side of my hips, her fat ass hovering just above my cock. My earlier load was still leaking from her, a thick white trail dripping right onto my shaft, making it glisten even more.

“Fuck, Evan,” she whispered, eyes locked on mine, a mix of nerves and need. “You’re still hard? After fucking all of them? How…?”

I grinned up at her, hands sliding up her thighs to grip that glorious ass, spreading her cheeks wide. “For you? Always. Now sink down, baby. Let them see how well you take me.”

She exhaled shakily, reached down, and guided the head of my cock to her entrance. With a soft, wet sound, she lowered herself, taking me inch by inch until I was fully sheathed inside her again. The mix of our cum made it slick and messy, her pussy clenching around me like it was starved.

“Oh God,” she moaned, head falling back, hands bracing on my chest. “You’re so deep already… feels even fuller now…”

The girls closed in immediately, surrounding us like beautiful predators. Jasmine knelt to my left, her hand sliding up Kayla’s back to tangle in her hair, pulling her head back gently to expose her neck. “That’s it, new girl. Ride him slow—let us help you feel every inch.”

Tessa mirrored her on the right, fingers pinching Kayla’s nipples through the air, twisting just hard enough to make Kayla gasp. “These tits are perfect… bounce for us, Kayla. Show Evan what that ass can do.”

Kim dropped behind Kayla, her emerald babydoll whispering against skin as she kissed the small of Kayla’s back, hands spreading her ass cheeks wider so she could watch my cock disappear inside her with every slow roll. “Look at that pussy swallow him… so wet, so messy. You’re leaking his cum everywhere, slut.”

Delilah leaned in from the front, her massive tits pressing against Kayla’s side, one hand stroking Kayla’s thigh. “Breathe, sweetie. Let it build. He’s going to make you explode.”

Minne, shy as ever, knelt close and kissed Kayla’s shoulder, her small hand reaching under to rub Kayla’s clit gently. “You look so pretty riding Master… cum for us, please…”

I thrust up hard, gripping Kayla’s fat ass like a lifeline, fingers digging into the soft flesh. “That’s it, Kayla… ride me. Show them how good you take it. Cum for me—let them hear you scream.”

Kayla started moving, slow at first, her ass bouncing in hypnotic waves, the clap of skin on skin growing louder as she found her rhythm. The girls’ touches overwhelmed her—Jasmine and Nala alternating licks on her weak spot, which was her neck, sending shivers through her body; Tessa pinching and rolling her nipples until they were red and aching; Kim slapping her ass lightly with every downstroke; Delilah whispering filthy encouragement in her ear; Minne’s fingers flying on her clit.

“I can’t… oh fuck, Evan, your cock… it’s too much,” Kayla panted, eyes glazing over, bafflement turning to pure ecstasy. “All of you touching me… watching… God, I’m gonna cum…”

“Do it,” I growled, thrusting up faster, deeper, my cock hitting that spot inside her that made her whole body jolt. “Cum for me, Kayla. Show these girls how you soak my cock.”

The first orgasm hit her like a wave. Her pussy clamped down hard, spasming around me, hot slick gushing out with every pulse. She screamed, high and broken, “Fuck, Evan, your cock… I can’t stop cumming… oh God!”

But I didn’t let her stop. I kept thrusting, the girls kept touching, licking, pinching. Nala sucked her weak spot hard now, teeth grazing; Jasmine slapped her ass in time with my strokes; Tessa tugged her nipples until Kayla sobbed.

The second orgasm crashed right on the heels of the first. Kayla’s body seized, back arching, ass grinding down as she flooded my lap again, screaming louder, “Evan! Fuck, yes, don’t stop—I’m cumming again!”

I exploded inside her right then, the overload too much. My cock swelled, pulsing hard, thick ropes blasting deep into her pussy, mixing with the loads already there, overflowing and dripping down my balls in hot streaks. I groaned loud, hips bucking wildly, filling her until she was overflowing.

“OHHH FUCK!” I screamed. “OHH…”

“Not done,” Jasmine smirked.

“Get up, Kayla.” Delilah said. “He is not done.”

“Minne, honey,” Jasmine said. “Come on. Do the ’thing.’ I’ll get a blanket on the ground.”