The Heart System

Chapter 933: Chapter 933

I smirked, still buried inside her, and delivered one last sharp smack across her glowing ass. The soft flesh bounced under my palm. Penelope hissed, then slowly lifted herself off my cock. The second the thick head slipped free, a heavy rush of cum followed it, thick white streaks immediately running down the insides of her thighs and dripping onto the seat in messy, shiny trails.

She climbed clumsily into the back seat and dropped onto it, legs still slightly open. The mess between her thighs was impossible to miss. My cum kept slowly leaking out of her freshly fucked pussy, mixing with her own wetness and staining the leather.

All three of us were panting. The sealed car smelled of sex and sweat. Tessa’s fingers were still shiny; Penelope’s chest rose and fell hard, huge tits marked with red bites and handprints; I stayed reclined in the driver’s seat, cock still half-hard and glistening, trying to catch my breath.

No one spoke for a while. The only sounds were our heavy breathing and the faint drip of cum still escaping Penelope’s used cunt onto the back seat.

I looked over at Tessa, still flushed and breathing hard in the passenger seat, fingers shiny from touching herself.

"What, not even a cleaning?"

Tessa rolled her eyes. "You fucking animal. Ugh."

She leaned across the center console anyway, wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock, and took the still-messy head into her mouth. The warm, wet heat made me groan low in my throat. I tipped my head back against the seat, rested a hand lightly on the back of her head, and let her work. She sucked slowly and thoroughly, tongue dragging along the underside, cleaning every trace of cum and her own juices off the shaft. The soft, wet sounds of her mouth filled the quiet car. I stayed relaxed, just enjoying the lazy suction while my cock gradually thickened again between her lips.

In the back seat Penelope was busy with a handful of tissues, trying to wipe the thick mess leaking out of her pussy. She had two fingers inside herself, scooping and wiping, muttering under her breath the whole time.

"Unbelievable. Just dumps a full load in me like it’s nothing. I swear to god if I end up pregnant because you can’t pull out for five seconds I’m going to kill you. Actual murder. I’ll make it look like an accident."

I smirked, still watching Tessa’s head bob slowly in my lap. "I’ll be sure to cum deeper next time. Make sure it takes."

Penelope’s head snapped up. She raised one booted foot and kicked me solidly in the shoulder.

"Ow, okay, sorry, fuck..."

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Sexual Activity Completed

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EXP Gained: +4650

Star Rating: 4.7

Mystery Chest: 500c

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Bliss Multiplier: 6975c

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Tessa pulled off my cock with a soft pop, a string of spit still connecting her lower lip to the head. She looked down at the way it was already standing fully hard again and raised an eyebrow.

"It’s not even going soft. Look at this thing. You’re still ready to go."

"Yep..." I said, voice still rough. "And guess what I have in mind?"

I reached under her seat and pulled the lever. The passenger seat reclined with a sudden jolt. Tessa yelped, then caught herself and laughed.

"Oh. Payback. I got it. Fuck you too, Mr. Marlowe."

I smirked and stood as best I could in the limited space, hunching forward because the roof was too low. I stepped between her open legs, cupped both of her firm tits, and pushed them together around my cock. The soft, warm pressure of her cleavage wrapped around the shaft.

"Wow. A titjob. Seriously?"

"Hey, count me in too, you retards," Penelope called from the back.

"Alright, wait," I said. "We’ll go to the back seat."

I helped Tessa climb over the console. Once she was in the back I pushed both front seats forward and upright again, giving us as much room as the car would allow. Then I climbed into the back as well.

The two of them sat side by side on the rear seat, tops still off, tits bare. Penelope’s were huge and perfectly round, obviously fake, heavy and high on her chest. Next to them Tessa’s were smaller but still full, natural, and firm. The difference was almost comical and extremely hot.

I stood in front of them as best I could, slightly hunched, and guided my cock into the combined valley of their breasts. Penelope pushed hers together from the outside; Tessa did the same from the other side. The soft, warm pressure of four tits closed around my shaft at once, Penelope’s smoother, heavier silicone flesh on one side, Tessa’s warmer natural softness on the other.

I started thrusting.

Slow at first, then deeper, sliding the length of my cock through the tight, warm channel they made. The head emerged from the top of their cleavage on every upward stroke, shiny and flushed, before disappearing again. Both girls watched it with half-lidded eyes, adjusting the pressure of their hands to keep the fit tight.

"Fuck, that looks filthy," Penelope muttered, still a little breathless. "Your cock looks even bigger stuck between all this."

"Feels better than it should," I groaned, keeping the steady rhythm. The dual texture, soft natural skin on one side, smooth heavy fake tits on the other, was addictive. Every thrust dragged the sensitive underside of my cock through the warm pressure.

Tessa squeezed her tits tighter around me. "You’re leaking already. Look at the mess you’re making on us."

A thick bead of precum had formed at the tip and was smearing across the upper curves of both their breasts with every stroke. I kept fucking the combined cleavage, hands braced on the roof of the car for balance, watching the way their tits bounced and compressed around my shaft.

Penelope glanced up at me with a mean little smirk. "You’re not even trying to last, are you? Just using our tits like another pair of holes. Typical."

"Shut up and keep them together," I muttered, thrusting a little harder. The wet sound of skin on skin filled the back seat. More precum leaked out, making the channel between their breasts slicker with every pass.

Tessa laughed under her breath, still holding her side of the titjob steady. "He’s getting that look again. The one he gets right before he decides to do something even dumber."