The system notification appeared while Ethan was still packing the last bag.
[Relocation Support Granted]
[Funds deposited: sufficient for immediate off-campus housing and first month’s expenses]
"The system has granted host’s request successfully" eve said, to which ethan felt relieved.
"I don’t know what I would have done without you" he smiled to himself as he gave one of the bags to clara to hold.
They departed in the dead hours of midnight, where the campus was empty in a way that felt almost surreal.
No late night walkers, no security carts around, nothing but the occasional streetlight buzzing over head.
Ethan walked ahead with two heavy bags. Mira stayed glued to his right side, fingers occasionally brushing his arm, While Clara followed quietly behind, inaudible murmers between her and sasha.
Margaret followed closely along with the catgirl. She and ethan have been wondering what to name her, or if she has a name anyways. Though the catgirl hasn’t spoken much, only really answering to sexual desires and needs.
The taxi was waiting where he’d told it to, upon approach, the man gave them a brief puzzled look. But didn’t ask any questions. The apartment was better at a close glance than the photos. It was at Ground floor with a seperate enterance, thick old decorated royal walls.
The landlord met them in a robe, counting the bills ethan had just gave him under the porch light. After a brief stern look, he suddenly smiled and extended a handshake "Nice to meet you! All yours, mister!" he said a bit too warmly
Ethan thought nothing of it "Pleasure to do business with you mister robben."
The girls took in their surroundings for a moment, before ethan gave a sudden clap
"Everyone to bed, now, I need you energized and ready tomorrow morning!"
Ethan pointed towards the second bedroom and the living room couches
Mira and clara, already exhausted, curled up together on the larger couch almost immediately.
Sasha paused at the doorway of the smaller bedroom, glancing back once.
"Can’t I have the room for myself daddy" she muttered, briefly glancing at the catgirl, who stopped in her track and looked between sasha and ethan The source of this chapter is g.com.
"No, sasha. You have two beds in there, you don’t have to hump each other the whole night"
She muttered something under her breathe and nodded, the catgirl following her inside
"I wonder if she has a name" he asks
"Peter, or what’s left of him" margaret chuckled. She stood in the doorway of the master bedroom, already watching him with that same half-lidded look she’d worn the night he first fucked her.
Ethan stepped past her, dropped the last bag, and turned. She shut the door with her foot and The second it clicked, she was on him. she shoved him back onto the bed hard enough that the frame creaked. then she straddled his lap, knees digging into the mattress, and kissed him like she’d been thinking about it the entire ride over. Her tongue pushed into his mouth.
"I missed this" she mumbled into his mouth
Her other hand was already working his belt open with impatient, practiced movements.
"You’re putting me in charge of the girls?" she muttered against his lips.
"That’s the plan, I need someone to watch over them when im not around"
"Mommy will take good care of them" She freed his cock, gave it two slow strokes that were almost appraising, then rose up and sank down onto him in one long, wet slide
Both of them exhaled at the same time. She was still slick from earlier, still a little swollen, and yet she took him to the base without hesitation. She braced one hand on his chest and kept the other on his shoulder, pinning him there as she started riding him good. Ethan gripped her ass and thrust up hard. Margaret’s head tipped back for a second, a low sound slipping out of her, but she recovered fast and met him stroke for stroke.
"I’ll make them obedient" She leaned down, bit the side of his neck, and kept grinding. "All for you, my love"
"They are obedient enough already, just need someone to make ensure their needs are satisfied...if you know what I mean"
He flipped her without warning. Margaret’s back hit the mattress and her legs locked around his waist immediately. Ethan drove into her deeper, the wet slap of it filling the quiet room.
She took every thrust with open, greedy sounds, nails raking down his back hard enough to leave marks over the existing bruises.
"Harder DADDY!" she demanded.
He shoved it harder inside, not even noticing the door had opened slightly.
It wasn’t long before mira’s knees hit the mattress next to them,her sundress hiked to her hips, and the black lace panties darkened at the center with her own arousal. This chapter is updated first at novelping.com.
She heard everything from the living room, and crawled the last few feet to the sweet musky smell of sex on sex. Margaret’s head lolled back, exposing her throat as her eyes glazed and fixed on the ceiling. Her nice round tits bounced with every brutal thrust, the nipples tight and flushed
Her hand shot out, fingers tangling roughly in Mira’s dark hair, already loosened from its tie, and yanked.
"Here," Margaret gasped, voice wrecked, lifting her hips off the mattress to present her butthole. "Lick it while he fucks me, you brat"
She buried her face between Margaret’s spread cheeks, tongue flat and eager, lapping at the tight, puckered hole with desperate, filthy sounds.
the taste was sharp, intimate and obscene. Margaret’s body clenching and relaxing as Mira worked her tongue inside, probing deeper, swirling around the rim with increasing pressure.
"Fuck—" Ethan grunted, feeling the new tension ripple through Margaret’s core, her pussy suddenly gripping him in a choke hold. He adjusted his angle, driving harder, watching Margaret’s body absorb the dual assault.
"O- Ohhhhhh~" Margaret scream, the sound coming out fully raw and guttural, her nails now digging trenches in Ethan’s shoulders while her other hand kept Mira locked in place, grinding her ass against mira’s face. "Don’t you fucking stop," she snarled down at Mira, hips bucking wildly as she tooka Ethan’s cock deep while riding Mira’s tongue. "Get it in there... YES!...ALL OF IT!— "
Mira moaned against her, the vibration making Margaret shudder. She pushed her tongue past the resistance, fucking Margaret’s ass with short, pointed thrusts, her own hips grinding helplessly against the bedspread, seeking friction against her soaked panties
The tension snapped like a wire.
Margaret’s spine arched violently, a silent scream tearing from her throat as her orgasm crashed through her pussy clamping down on Ethan’s cock, asshole spasming around Mira’s tongue.
Mira shuddered against her, fingers finally shoving beneath her ruined panties to rub her own clit raw, coming with her face still buried in Margaret’s ass, moans vibrating through flesh
Ethan roared above them as hjis muscles locked while his balls teightened to the point of no return, blazing through his nervous system. He activated the sperm splinter he had recently acquired from the system
And thus, when they all orgasmed hiscum didn’t just spill, it launched with hydraulic, supernatural pressure magnifying the volume and velocity tenfold....
SQUISHHHHHHHHHHHHHH........
The first blast hit Margaret’s cervix like a bullet, flooding her womb instantly, but the splinter’s magic pulled the stream in impossible directions. Semen reversed against gravity, directly surging into her ass and pussy, filling both channels simultaneously while she shivered. she was already leaking from both holes around the seal of his ingrained cock.
Beside them, Mira shrieked as invisible force yanked at the fabric between her legs. Her panties shredded from the center outward, cotton and lace ripping apart as if struck by a bullet, the material disintegrating around a concentrated jet of cum that punched through and drove into her unprepared pussy.
Another stream curved impossibly, finding her asshole then forcing entry with wet, muscular spurts that filled her completely and utterly in seconds and yet, it wasn’t over as Ethan’s release continued to multiply in a near endless stream pumping into all four holes at once with pressure that distended bellies and made thighs bulge around the intrusion.