The Heart System

Chapter 473: Chapter 473

I was… phew. I was beat. We’d fucked all night, and now we were all a mess. No work today, though. No way we’d wake up in time. It was all a haze, but I remembered when we hit the bed, it was already six in the damn morning, the sun slowly going up.

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Sexual Activity Completed

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Partner: Group sex

EXP Gained: +3900

Villain Bonus: +1000 EXP

Star Rating: 4.9 ★★★★

Reason: –

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Bliss Multiplier: 7350c

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I groaned as I opened my eyes, seeing the familiar ceiling of the master bedroom. Something soft and heavy was pressing against my back; warm, full, familiar. Glancing back, I saw Kayla curled up behind me, still asleep, her bare tits squished against my spine, one arm draped possessively over my waist. Her breathing was slow and even, lips parted slightly.

Looking down, I realized Minne was sprawled across my right leg—naked, small body half off the bed, legs dangling over the edge. My soft cock rested against her forehead, rising slowly as blood rushed south from the sight of her peaceful face and the feel of Kayla’s curves molded to me.

I couldn’t help but smile, then yawned and stretched carefully so I wouldn’t wake them.

“Morning, handsome.”

Jasmine stepped out of the bathroom, bathrobe loosely tied, hair damp and tousled. She leaned against the doorframe, smirking.

“Hey,” I said, voice rough from sleep. “What time is it?”

“Eleven in the morning.” She padded closer, robe slipping open just enough to show a sliver of skin. “We really slept through, huh?”

“Yeah… we really did.”

The system UI flickered up unbidden.

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Evan Marlowe [Level 18]

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Age: 21

Height: 180 cm

Weight: 76 kg

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EXP: 11213 / 12224

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And… the next one.

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SHOP [Page 2]

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• Hypnotic Perfume (40c)

• Time Stop (90c)

• 500 Dollars (50c)

• 1 Ability Point (150c)

• 1 Mastery Point (160c)

• Desire Aura (100c)

• Reputation Point +30 (200c)

• Mastery Evolve (1500c)

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Credits: 13609c

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Seeing Minne naked, feeling Kayla’s tits pressed to my back—my cock stiffened fully, rising until it nudged Minne’s forehead. A few seconds later her eyes fluttered open. She blinked sleepily, still pillowed on my thigh, then met my gaze. Her cheeks flushed instantly when she realized what was touching her face.

“Hey, honey,” I said softly.

“M-Master…” She swallowed, eyes dropping to my cock—throbbing, thick, already leaking a bead of precum. “I’ll help you.”

“Thank you.”

“Always.”

She shifted—still lying on her stomach across my leg—and positioned herself so her face hovered over me. Her small mouth opened and she took the head in, sucking gently. She could only manage about half my length—her throat too tight, cheeks hollowing adorably as she tried. I put one hand on the back of her head and guided her down a little further. She gagged softly, eyes watering, but didn’t pull away. I eased off immediately, stroking her hair.

“Let me handle him,” Kayla murmured behind me, voice husky from sleep. “Don’t bully the poor girl.”

“Oh. Morning.”

Kayla stirred, sliding her body down mine until her face was level with my cock. She pushed Minne gently aside—Minne scooted up to watch, eyes wide—and wrapped one hand around the base. Then she took me in one smooth, deep motion—lips stretching, throat relaxing, swallowing me to the root without hesitation. I moaned, head falling back against the pillow for a second, eyes closing as her throat rippled around me.

“Where’s Nala?” I managed as Jasmine slipped one leg through her panties, balancing on the bed’s edge.

“At work, actually,” Jasmine said, pulling the lace up her thighs. “She wanted to see if there was anything new regarding that K dude.”

“Hmm.” Kayla took me deeper—nose brushing my pelvis—and I groaned louder. “Shit… so good, Kayla.”

She pulled off with a slow drag, lips shiny, smirking. “This is nothing.”

Before I could respond, she swung one leg over me and straddled my hips backward—reverse cowgirl. Her massive ass hovered above my cock—so big that it jiggled with the slightest movement. She lowered slowly, pressing her cheeks around my shaft without letting me inside yet. The warmth enveloped me instantly—soft, plush, overwhelming. She rocked forward and back, sliding my cock between her cheeks like a hotdog in a bun, the friction incredible.

Her ass was unreal—each cheek so full it swallowed half my length with every slide, the cleft so deep my cock disappeared completely between them. The skin was smooth, flawless, the kind of ass that made time slow down. Every time she rolled her hips, the cheeks clapped softly together, gripping and releasing me in perfect rhythm.

“Fuck…” I groaned, hands instinctively grabbing her hips. “Your ass feels insane… so soft… so fucking thick…”

Kayla chuckled low, grinding harder. “You like being sandwiched between these cheeks, baby? Feel how they hug you… how they swallow you up…”

Jasmine watched from the bed’s edge, smirking as she finished dressing. “I’ll have breakfast ready,” she said, heading for the door. “Don’t break the bed.”

Minne started to follow her—small steps toward the door.

I reached out quickly and caught her wrist. “No. Stay. Watch and learn how to give a proper assjob from Kayla.”

Minne froze, cheeks flaming. “O-okay, Master… I will learn.”

Kayla glanced back, smiling warmly. “Aww, so cute.”

She kept grinding, sliding my cock up and down her crack, cheeks squeezing me tighter with every pass. I could feel every ripple of muscle under her skin, every jiggle when she rolled her hips harder.

I pulled Minne closer gently and had her lay beside me on her side, facing me. My left hand slid between her thighs, fingers finding her pussy—already wet, swollen. I rubbed slow circles over her clit, then slipped two fingers inside her—curling them upward, stroking that spot that made her gasp.

Minne whimpered, small hips rocking against my hand. “Master… oh… your fingers…”

With my right hand I reached up and delivered a firm smack to Kayla’s right cheek—hard enough to make the flesh ripple and bloom brighter red. Kayla moaned, grinding down harder.

“Yes… spank me… do it more… I love feeling your hand on my ass while I slide on you…”