The Heart System

Chapter 623

I pulled out of Esme with a wet sound. Both girls quickly slid off the bed and knelt on the floor side by side, looking up at me with flushed faces. I stood over them, stroking my throbbing cock furiously.

It only took a few seconds.

With a deep groan, I came hard. Thick ropes of cum shot across their faces. The first few spurts landed on Esme’s tongue and cheek. The next ones painted Cora’s forehead and lips. I kept jerking, aiming between them, covering both of their pretty faces with my load until it dripped down their chins and onto their tits.

Completely spent, I collapsed backward onto the bed, breathing heavily. It was already dark outside, night had fallen while we were lost in each other.

My phone suddenly rang on the nightstand. I reached over with a tired arm and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey," Mendy’s soft voice came through. "Evan. What’s up?"

"I’m good," I replied, still panting. "H-how are you?"

"I’m... good as well. Did I call at a bad time? Were you doing it with the... uh, girls?"

I smiled. "Yeah. But you actually called at the perfect time."

"Oh, really?"

"Yep." I held the phone to my ear and looked down at Cora, lowering my voice. "Hey, suck my dick clean, Cora, will you? I gotta bounce soon."

Cora’s face lit up with a creepy, wide smile. "Okay!" she whispered excitedly. "Heh-heh..."

She crawled between my legs eagerly. The moment my cock touched her lips, she took me into her mouth with surprising hunger. Her tongue swirled around my sensitive shaft, licking up every drop of cum and Esme’s juices. She sucked me clean with wet, sloppy sounds, her eyes locked onto mine the entire time.

"Mine... mine... mine..." she muttered softly around my cock, almost too quiet for Mendy to hear. "This dick is mine... only mine..."

Her possessiveness sent a shiver down my spine. There was something slightly unhinged in the way she sucked me, like she was claiming me with every bob of her head. She took me deeper, gagging herself slightly but refusing to pull back, her eyes filled with obsessive adoration.

"Kayla, Penelope and I," Mendy continued on the phone, "we’re having dinner. Would you like to join us?"

"Of course," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady as Cora sucked harder. "When?"

"In half an hour," she said. "I made some mac and cheese."

"Nice." I groaned quietly as Cora deepthroated me again. "I’ll be there, sure."

Cora went even harder, sucking with wet, filthy sounds while muttering under her breath, "Mine... my cock... no one else can have it..."

Mendy cleared her throat awkwardly. "Uh... n-nice. Half an hour then."

"Yep. Bye, Mendy."

"Bye."

The moment I hung up, I let out a long breath and looked down at Cora. She was still eagerly cleaning my cock, eyes half-lidded in bliss, whispering soft "mine... mine..." between sucks.

Cora finally let my cock slip from her mouth with a wet pop, a thin string of saliva still connecting her lips to the tip. She looked up at me with that intense, slightly unhinged smile.

I stood up from the bed, legs still a little shaky. Esme got up as well, and without warning, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug, pressing her naked body against mine. Thankfully, the cum on her face didn’t touch my skin.

"Woah," I chuckled softly, hugging her back. "Where did that come from? Sorry, I’m all sweaty."

"I like it," Esme murmured against my chest, inhaling deeply. "I like your smell."

I smiled and gently rubbed her hair. "I like your smell too. I like everything about you."

"Mmh."

As we held each other, I caught sight of Cora over Esme’s shoulder. She was staring at her sister with an odd, unreadable expression. It wasn’t quite anger... but it wasn’t normal either. There was something possessive and strangely intense in her eyes. Jealousy? Or something deeper? Whatever it was, it felt a little creepy. This was the first time I’d seen her look at Esme like that.

"Yeah..." I muttered, slowly pulling back from the hug. "I really need to go now."

"Really?" Cora’s voice softened, but her eyes didn’t. "Stay a little longer..."

"I can’t," I said, taking a step back. "It was... a wonderful few hours. Can’t lie. I’m so lucky to have you both."

"Yes..." Cora said, her voice strangely flat as she kept staring at her sister. "We’re lucky too..."

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Evan Marlowe [Level 21]

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EXP: 9650/ 31500

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Current Credits: 7975

Current SC: 75

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I knocked on the door and waited, holding the box of donuts I’d picked up on the way. It was just shy of eight o’clock. Knowing how strict Kayla and Penelope were with their diet and that damn gym app, they probably wouldn’t even touch them. But I didn’t care, I wasn’t the one counting calories.

The door opened, and Penelope stood there.

Fuck... I missed this view.

Her short brown hair was slightly messy, and she was wearing a tight white crop top with nothing underneath. Her massive, obviously fake tits strained heavily against the thin fabric, her huge, puffy nipples clearly visible and poking through. The top barely covered the bottom half of her enormous breasts, leaving the undersides exposed.

"And he finally shows up," Penelope quipped with a smirk. "What’s that? Box of donuts?"

"Yep," I replied, lifting the box slightly. "Figured I couldn’t show up empty-handed."

"Good call." She snatched the box from my hands with a grin. "Come in."

"Thanks."

I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. As I turned toward the living room, my eyes immediately locked onto Kayla.

She was bent over in front of the open fridge, digging for something on the bottom shelf. Her ass was massive, thick, round, and perfectly shaped, stretching the thin black shorts she was wearing to their absolute limit. The material had ridden up between her cheeks, giving me a clear view of how juicy and full her ass was. Every little movement made her heavy cheeks jiggle slightly. Her waist was tiny in comparison, creating that exaggerated hourglass figure that made my mouth go dry.

Shit...