The Heart System

Chapter 684: Chapter 684

It seemed like after fucking Ivy, I had to completely re-arrange Delilah’s guts as well. Fuck, these two were going to be the absolute death of me. And to top it all off, I had already promised Jasmine and Nala that we’d fuck the moment I returned home. I just deeply hoped my Endless Vigor skill would do its thing tonight, because my endurance was about to be tested to its absolute limits.

"Oh, fuck... Evan..." Ivy moaned, her voice echoing in the foggy car as she slowly moved her hips up and down, grinding against me. "This... this feels so different than... oh..."

Suddenly, my phone’s screen lit up on the seat. Grabbing it out of habit, I realized it was a text from Delilah. Keeping the screen angled away so Ivy couldn’t see, I quickly checked what she sent and... holy fuck.

It was a photo. Delilah was on her hands and knees on her bed, her back arched aggressively with her face turned back toward the camera, a wicked, flushed smile on her lips. Her bare, voluptuous ass was practically pressed against the lens, and right in the center of her tightly puckered asshole was a thick, metallic buttplug with a glittering red jewel on the base.

Before I could lock the phone, Ivy unexpectedly leaned forward, grabbed the device straight out of my hand out of pure curiosity, and checked the screen.

Shit, shit, shit, shit. My heart nearly stopped.

"Huh," she said, her grinding slowing down to a complete halt as she stared at the screen. "This is Nala?"

I gulped down nervously, a massive spike of panic flooding my system, but ironically, my cock only hardened further under the sheer taboo of it all, straining violently inside her. "Y-yeah."

Damn. Why did that lie get me even harder? And thank fuck she didn’t check the contact name at the top of the chat. She had just stared directly at her own mother’s gaping asshole right in front of me, and now I had to act completely normal.

"Evan," she said quietly, setting the phone face-down on the leather seat. "I’m... fuck. I’m being a total homewrecker right now. You and Nala..."

"We have an open relationship," I blurted out instantly, scrambling for a plausible cover. "I’m not just saying this to comfort you, Ivy. It’s the truth."

"What? Are you... a cuck?" she asked, her brow furrowing in genuine confusion.

"No, no, no," I said, shaking my head quickly as all movement between us stopped. "It’s... kind of one-sided. Only on my end."

"Oh... o-okay? And Nala, the literal CEO of TechForge, just... lets you do that?"

"Sounds... strange, I know," I said, trying to steer her away from the logistics. I reached back, grabbing her bare ass cheeks, and squeezed them firmly to distract her.

"What the fuck, man?" she exhaled, a breathless laugh escaping her. "You also got insanely hard the exact second I looked at that photo. Do you have some kind of weird exhibitionist fetish or something?"

If she only knew whose photo that actually was...

"I’m not talking without a lawyer present," I joked, flashing a smirk.

"You are literally fucking your best friend right now, Marlowe," she chuckled, shaking her head. "And you’re just sitting here joking around. Wow."

"Well, it’s my best friend’s fault for being this beautiful."

Wow. That smooth line instantly earned me a massive chunk of points from her. A bright chime echoed and an UI appeared in front of me... another major milestone reached since I finally hit the required threshold of sixty. The notification popped up: a reward of 150 SC points. Huh. I guess that was nice, though honestly, I would have preferred a massive payout of credits.

I grabbed her firmly by the waist and smiled darkly. "Less talking. More action."

Shifting my weight in the cramped back seat, I moved upward, guiding her body along with me. I lifted Ivy entirely and carefully maneuvered her onto the center console, laying her back flat across the front armrest of the car. It was an incredibly tight, awkward spot, but fuck if it was a nice view.

"Evan, wait... this is so cramped," she complained weakly, wincing slightly as she tried to adjust. "Ugh..."

"Deal with it," I smiled.

I leaned over her, bracing my hands on either side of her shoulders, and slammed my hips forward. I buried my cock back inside her to the root, the sudden, friction-heavy plunge forcing a loud, strangled squeal from her throat.

We were both completely drenched in sweat and rainwater, our skin sliding against each other with a hot, slick friction. I leaned down, aggressively licking the warm skin of her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark before capturing her lips in a deep, bruising kiss. I kept hammering into her, the tight, confined space of the seat making every single thrust feel heavy, deep, and incredibly intense.

The heat inside the car was suffocating now, the windows entirely whited out by steam. My pace grew frantic as the sheer sensation of her tight walls brought me right to the brink. I was incredibly close.

"Evan... wait, d-don’t..." Ivy panted, her hands desperately pushing against my chest as she felt my rhythm turn erratic. "Don’t cum inside me... I’m not on the pill, Evan, don’t—"

It was too late. The warning didn’t even register in my feral brain. I drove my hips home one final, devastating time, locking my pelvis hard against hers as my release triggered.

"Fuck!" I groaned, my eyes rolling back as I came inside her.

Rope after rope of thick, hot seed erupted deep into her pussy. The overwhelming, forbidden rush of the entire situation hit me all at once; the dark, taboo knowledge that I was dropping Ivy off just to immediately go inside and fuck her mother; the taboo of ruining my best friend on a leather armrest; the taboo of keeping both of them in the dark. It was a toxic, intoxicating cocktail that made me blast an unbelievable amount of cum into her, filling her completely.

Ivy let out a long, defeated whine, her head falling back against the armrest. "I told you not to cum inside, you idiot..."

I panted heavily, giving a few slow, shallow, post-nut pushes against her cunt to wring out the last few drops before finally pulling myself back. The moment my shaft slid out, a massive torrent of thick, white semen immediately oozed out of her stretched pussy, instantly staining the dark leather of the armrest. Her pussy was completely dripping, overflowing with my mess.

"Ugh... you really did it, Evan," she muttered, looking down at the stain with a look of pure exhaustion and mild annoyance. "Look at this mess."

"I’m sorry, Ivy," I muttered, though a smirk still tugged at my lips.

Leaning down, I used the very tip of my exposed dick to gather some of the thick cum that was oozing down her thigh, and playfully slapped the wet tip against her pussy lips a few times, making a messy, smacking sound.

"Stop it!" she laughed, swatting at my shoulder, though she didn’t have the energy to actually push me away. "This... god, this is so awkward. Come on, we seriously need to clean up. I don’t want to be late getting home, and my mom is waiting up."

"Yeah, you’re right," I agreed, finally moving back to the driver’s seat to look for some napkins. "Let’s get cleaned up."

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Sexual Activity Completed

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EXP Gained: +770

Star Rating: 4.9

Mystery Chest: 650c

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Bliss Multiplier: 1150c

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