Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women

Chapter 844 My Treasure...

"Thank you, for being so gentle with Avery!"

Blanche knew men could be wicked, impulsive, and self-centered creatures, especially when it came to sex. When their cocks got hard, they were practically demons.

In such a sensual, passionate moment, Luis had actually agreed to her daughter's request. This surprised and shocked her.

Her daughter was already docile enough, and she herself was mentally prepared. If he'd been a bit pushy and persistent, a mother-daughter arrangement wouldn't have been difficult at all.

But he still spoiled her and cared about her daughter's feelings. For that, as a mother, Blanche was completely moved.

"Silly woman, you're both my treasures. If you're not willing, I'd never force you."

Luis kissed her face and asked softly, "The main thing is, what do you think?"

When it came to seduction, he always went to any lengths. Before, Blanche had been especially fond of Leah because her shy, introverted daughter had finally found a good friend, a best friend.

Even when she was busy, even on weekends, at least her daughter wouldn't be lonely with such a close friend around.

Avery had always been insecure and introverted since she was little, which was her biggest regret as a mother. Fortunately, her daughter had found such an inseparable friend. Her only worry was that her daughter might feel inferior around this friend.

Later, when she secretly checked her daughter's phone, she'd discovered something was off.

The "husband" and "wife" nicknames weren't really a big deal. Girls did that kind of thing, just like how guys called each other "daddy" or playfully insulted each other.

But she also saw inappropriate content: discussions about sex, but not related to men.

Honestly, Blanche felt like the sky was about to fall. Her mind was buzzing. Being so close to the situation, she didn't know how to talk to her daughter about it.

The once-favorite Leah now seemed annoying no matter how she looked at her. With those huge breasts, who was she trying to seduce?

Her daughter being a lesbian was a bolt from the blue for a single mother who didn't want to remarry, especially since she still held out hope for grandchildren.

So she'd come to hate Leah... but she didn't have the courage to confront her daughter directly.

It wasn't until she discovered that her own lover, her man, was getting involved with her daughter that Blanche actually felt a flicker of relief.

When she started working at Hans's bar, she received an even more unexpected surprise: lesbianism wasn't absolute; there was also bisexuality.

This was the biggest reason she'd compromised and accepted sharing a man with her daughter. Any normal parent couldn't bear to see their child become a lesbian and end the family line.

She even hoped that Luis could pull her daughter's sexuality back on track.

At the very least, if she were bisexual, she could still have grandchildren, and she could accept that.

Of course, Luis had stoked the flames, sharing spicy tidbits in their daily conversations. It was good to be prepared; the results were immediate.

"Ugh, I really don't have the courage to talk to my daughter openly about this."

Blanche hesitated for a long while, then sighed. "Kids are at their most rebellious during adolescence. If she knew I'd been snooping through her phone and tablet, it would make her even angrier."

"Just letting things take their course, you'd definitely object. No parent could be that laid-back."

Luis gently kissed her neck and said, "Sister Blanche, I'll try harder on this. It's the same with my sister-in-law over at my place."

"If my mother-in-law found out, she'd have a tough time too. But these are special circumstances, and we have to think about them, right? We just have to make sure it doesn't turn out for the worst."

"At the very least, as long as it's not pure lesbianism, bisexuality is easier to accept, right?"

Blanche's thoughts were simple now: if she could at least pull her daughter's sexuality back on track, that would be a success.

She also noticed that she was acting more reserved about the mother-daughter sharing arrangement than her daughter was. It was probably her own moral and ethical hang-ups holding her back.

But she'd noticed that the only thing her daughter seemed awkward about was the fact that she was her mother.

Aside from that, her daughter's actions throughout the whole process—kissing, swallowing semen, and those sneaky intimate touches—all felt particularly natural.

This surprised the mother, but later she understood it was because of her daughter's sexuality.

She must be bisexual. That's why touching or kissing her didn't seem strange to her daughter; her behavior was always remarkably natural.

Blanche was even certain that if she didn't get angry and object, her daughter might actually tease her or even go down on her...

For this mother, having a bisexual daughter instead of a purely lesbian one was already a huge blessing.

The man's hard cock was still pressing against her. Blanche blushed and sat up, asking, "Honey, are you sleeping with me tonight, or with Avery..."

In truth, both of them were used to sleeping alone. Having a warm, safe man's arms around them once in a while was fine, but every night would be too much. He'd grab at their breasts and accidentally pull their hair.

Sleeping naked pressed their skin together, making them sweaty and stuffy. Even his wife Lily preferred separate blankets when they shared a bed.

"Sister Blanche, maybe there's a better option."

Luis gave a lewd, wicked grin.

The little girl had drunk so much and had sex for so long that she was completely exhausted. Since she kept a regular schedule, she was sleeping especially soundly.

He crept over, gave her a princess carry, and brought her back to the master bedroom.

Blanche blushed, scolding him softly but not objecting. She got out a new blanket.

The large double bed was cramped for three. Mother and daughter lay on either side of him, and he casually reached out to cup their breasts. The feeling was incredibly satisfying.

Even just the psychological satisfaction was enough to drive any man crazy.

Holding such soft, warm beauties in his arms, he slept especially soundly. In a hazy daze, the first to wake up was the adorable little girl, Avery.

She woke up feeling especially crowded. When she opened her eyes and saw the man she loved, she was happy.

But seeing her mother sleeping on the other side, she realized last night hadn't been a dream; it had all really happened.

In the quiet, peaceful bedroom, the sudden ring of a phone was jarring.

The little girl, just back from the bathroom, crawled under the covers and handed him the phone obediently. "Godfather, there's a call."

Luis groggily took it and answered. On the other end came Elara Ye's anxious voice: "Hey, Luis!"

"Hey, sis, what's up?!"

He checked the time—it was 8 AM. After last night's thorough and exhausting satisfaction, the mother and daughter clearly hadn't had enough sleep.

Luis crept out of bed and went to the living room, turning on the air conditioner. He lit a cigarette and answered groggily.

"Where are you now? Are you still over there?"