Ethan shoved his dorm door open harder than he needed to.
The walk back from Margaret’s building had done nothing to cool him down. Peter’s hand on her waist, the way she let herself be led away, that little flash of ass at the end—it all sat wrong in his chest.
Combined with Nicole calling him a weirdo, Clara’s unfinished business, and the system barely rewarding him for any of it, the frustration had nowhere left to go.
Mira was already sitting up on the bed when he walked in.
She must have felt the shift in him immediately, because her expression turned expectant instead of worried.
"You’re back...Daddy," she said softly, a sly smile playing at the edge of her pouty lips.
Ethan didn’t really answer her at first; instead, he crossed the room, grabbed her by the ankle, and then dragged her towards the edge of the mattress.
"Oh!" she muttered. Though she didn’t offer any resistance
He yanked her new pair of panties down, then immediately shoved her legs apart, pushing her in one rough motion.
When her smooth legs were spread apart, he could tell she was already wet. Of course.
"Are you never dry, Mira?"
"Hm?"
"Nothing," he chuckled.
His hands approached her slick folds, initially gentle; it wasn’t long before he shoved his hardened cock inside her. The bed frame is knocking against the wall with every thrust.
He kept his hands locked on her hips, using her without care for how deep or fast, to which Mira took it with open, grateful moans. Her heavy tits bouncing hard in unison with her unkempt, disheveled hair
"Oh...YES DADDY..." she gasped, a few tears of pleasure escaping her eyes.
With every thrust, he felt the anger leave his body, and it only drove him to keep going.
The more she moaned his name, the harder his already hardened 17 cm enormous cock got, and it wasn’t long before she came.
Her pussy clenched tight around him as she started shaking violently, her juices dripping all over his cock. He held her tight and showed no promise of slowing down despite.
He kept going, chasing his own orgasm, until she came again, this time her voice breaking even more as her fingers twisted the sheets
"D-...DADDY! Ngh..." she moaned as she violently came once more.
With a final, violent thrust, he came inside her. Groaning in pleasure as he held her in his arms.
Only then did he pull out, his cock still ready for more.
Mira lay there panting, legs open, cum and her own slick already messying the sheets. Despite that, she looked at him with obedient devotion, still hungry for more.
It was never enough, apparently.
A system notification popped up in Ethan’s POV.
[Harem member 1: Mira]
[...Rank 0 → 1]
[Points gained: constitution +0.5, seed production +0.5]
"Seed production...huh" Ethan said to himself as he sat next to mira, who showered him in kisses as he pulled out his phone
He opened clara’s contact, she had sent a plethora of messages who he decided against reading them yesterday.
After a few moments, he called her. She answered almost immediately.
"What do you want now, Ethan?" She said, irritated, but there was a slight hint of desperate need in her tone, the system’s brainwashing mechanism still fresh.
"I want you, Clara."
She didn’t say anything for a moment, then sighed.
"Do you want me, or do you want Nicole?"
"You enjoyed our night. Just admit it."
"...I did. But it didn’t seem like you did."
Ethan patted Mira’s head. "It was never like that."
Mira kissed his cheek and slipped her arms around him.
"Then why’d you dump me right after?"
"I know you still want it."
"...."
"Come to my dorm. I’ll make up for it."
He ended the call and let his head fall back against the mattress. Mira kept grinding slowly against him, warm and insistent.
Ten minutes later there was a knock, as Ethan had expected. He opened the door and pulled Clara inside, locking it behind her.
He barely got a word out before she pulled him toward the bed, where Mira was still recovering from the aftermath of her orgasm.
Clara’s eyes briefly moved over Mira’s naked, used body, then back to Ethan, where her eyes found his limp 15 cm cock dangling in front of her like a prize.
A small smirk played on her lips, then in a swift motion she pulled her own shirt off, her red nipples in full view, and shoved her skirt down, then climbed onto the mattress next to Mira.
Ethan smiled at the gesture. "So eager to please, aren’t you?" She approached them and pulled Clara onto her back, grinding his cock till it was erect on her ass clefts as Mira watched.
He snatched her red lace panties to the side, exposing her wet genitals to the cold air, a small sound of arousal escaping her mouth.
Clara was tighter and hotter, and the second he shoved it inside her, she moaned loud enough that he had to clap a hand over her mouth for a moment.
Mira shifted closer on her own, reaching down to rub Clara’s clit while Ethan fucked her.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
The wet sounds filled the room as he switched between the two asses bent over in front of him without much care for rhythm.
When Clara started tightening around him, thighs shaking, he pulled out just long enough to shove himself back into Mira’s soaked cunt.
Mira cried out, already oversensitive from earlier, her walls fluttering desperately around his cock as he drove in deep.
Her heavy tits dragged across the sheets with every thrust. Ethan felt like he was in a dream as he moaned out himself.
Clara watched from beside them, fingers buried in her own pussy, eyes determined and locked on the way Ethan’s cock disappeared inside Mira over and over.
The second Mira’s moans turned high and broken, he pulled free again... A thick string of her slick connects the tip of his cock to her stretched hole.
... and forced himself back into Clara, who was getting already impatient in her own arousal.
She took him with a choked gasp, legs spreading wider on instinct. Ethan grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back so she had to look at him while he fucked her raw.
Clara could only moan in response, mouth open, spit already trailing from the corner of her lips.
At some point he dragged both of them further up the bed and pushed them face-down, asses raised once more.
Mira’s thicker cheeks jiggled every time his hips slammed forward. Clara’s were firmer, but she still pushed back greedily, trying to take him deeper.
He alternated between them without warning or care for one. one long, punishing stroke into Mira, then pulling out and burying himself in Clara to the hilt, then back again.
The wet, filthy sound of it filled the room. Both girls were leaking freely now, their mixed arousal running down their thighs and soaking into the sheets.
than could feel how close they both were. Clara’s cunt kept clamping down in short, desperate pulses. Mira’s was softer but constantly twitching, like she was already halfway gone. "OH...MORE...MORE," she begged.
He kept switching between them anyway, dragging it out, making sure neither got to finish until he decided.
When he finally buried himself in Clara again and stayed there, fucking her in deep, heavy strokes, her whole body started to lock up. Splurge
Mira was right beside her, fingers still working between her own folds, watching with open hunger as Clara’s orgasm tore through her.
Clara came hard! A broken, high cry muffled into the sheets, pussy spasming violently around Ethan’s cock, clear fluid squirting out around the base with every thrust, mixing with Ethan’s own cum buried inside her.
And yet despite their orgasms, Ethan had the stamina for more and pulled out while she was shaking and shoved it hard back into Mira.
Mira lasted maybe ten more strokes before she followed. Her thick thighs clamped hard, her ass pushing back against him as she came with a long, wrecked moan, walls milking him greedily.
More of her slick poured out onto the bed, making a mess under both of them.
[Host Conquest 2 complete.]
[Clara Voss inducted into Harem.]
[Obsession level: Rising.]
[Seed bonus activated. +2 ejaculation length +1 obedience potion + Mira rank 1—>2, Clara rank 2—>> 3. +2 cms erect. + 4 cm in physical height]
The system interface said, as he stood over their ruined forms, staring at them proudly as ragged breaths and moans escaped them.
He decided to delay the application of the system bonuses to a later time, when he is alone.
While Clara went completely slack under with a long, broken sound, like something inside her had just locked into place for good.
Mira immediately crawled closer, pressing up against her side, nuzzling into her neck while both of them leaked onto the ruined sheets.
...Then there was a knock at the door; all three of them went still at the sound.
A second later, a folded paper slip was pushed through the gap at the bottom of the door and slid across the floor. Ethan approached it curiously, picking up the paper and unfolding it.
"Offical university letterhead...
Mira Osley has been reported absent from her assigned dormitory without prior explanation. Her roomate has confirmed she has not returned for an extended period under unknown circumstances.
If any student has information regarding her whereabouts, they are required to inform the supervising department immediately. Failure to report relevant information may result in external authorities’ intervention.
Thank you."
Ethan read a couple of times before initiating the system interface.
"Eve, we have a big... problem."