The Heart System Chapter 466

Kim eased herself off me a bit, her intense dark eyes fixed on mine, brimming with passion and anticipation. "Oh, I bet," she whispered once more, her tone husky and playful.

I pulled her in for another kiss—profound and lingering—before softly turning her body around. She caught on right away, leaning over the bed's edge, palms pressed into the bedding, presenting her rear to me. The crimson satin nightgown inched up her legs, revealing the garter belt and stockings that accentuated her figure. Her abdomen swelled gently with early pregnancy, yet she curved her spine with caution, angling her pelvis to raise her backside higher. The stance was ideal: her feet spread apart on the ground, knees lightly flexed, spine bowed, buttocks parted sufficiently to reveal the snug entrance awaiting me.

I positioned myself behind her, my erection remaining rigid and lubricated from Tessa’s rear. My palms rested on her waist initially with tenderness, then ventured beneath the gown to grasp her full breasts from the back. I fondled them lightly, thumbs tracing her nipples, sensing them stiffen further beneath my fingers. She let out a moan, pressing backward into me, her rear grazing my shaft.

"Sense how complete you feel," I whispered near her ear, planting a kiss on her neck's side. "These breasts... this tummy... this flawless rear. All belonging to me."

"All yours," she sighed, her voice quivering with desire. "Please... I need you in me... in my rear... gently to start. We mustn't risk the baby."

I aligned myself, gliding the tip along her cleft, taunting her opening. The rest of the women had drawn nearer—encircling the bed as if pulled by the room's intense energy.

Nala positioned herself to my left, a hand gliding down her parted teddy, fingers lazily circling her sensitive spot as she observed. Minne dropped to her knees close to Kim’s feet on the floor, her gaze wide, face rosy, tiny hands placed on her legs as though seeking approval.

I advanced carefully—deliberately slow. The tip of my erection encountered tightness initially—Kim’s rear still firm. She breathed out unsteadily, inching back slightly. I sensed the entrance yield, expanding around me, warm and clenching. Gradually, I pushed deeper, grunting at the silky warmth surrounding me.

"Ohhh... yes..." Kim groaned, her head falling ahead. "Feels amazing... fill me up... smooth and profound..."

I reached full depth, my pelvis meeting her cheeks, and halted—allowing her to acclimate. Her inner walls quivered about me, contracting in gentle waves. I bent over her form, mindful of her abdomen, and pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades.

"You feel amazing," I breathed. "So cozy... so snug... accepting me flawlessly."

"Move," she urged. "Please... take me..."

I began gently—extended, fluid motions, withdrawing nearly completely before easing back inside. Each push elicited louder moans from her, her frame swaying softly ahead. My hands remained at her hips, supporting her, thumbs drawing patterns on her flesh.

Jasmine approached on my right. She sank to her knees next to us, gaze riveted on the spot where my shaft vanished into Kim’s rear. "Look at that," she said softly, voice heavy. "Your erection gliding in and out of her... opening her so well..."

She inclined forward and trailed her tongue over my testicles—leisurely, moist, provocative—then drew one softly into her mouth. The extra thrill caused me to groan, my hips faltering briefly before resuming the pace.

"Fuck... Jasmine..." I gasped. "Continue that... taste me as I take her..."

Kim whined, thrusting back more forcefully. "Yes... taste him... make him enjoy while he’s buried in my rear..."

Nala shifted to Kim’s left, kneeling upon the bed to access her face. She swept strands from Kim’s brow, kissed her cheek tenderly. "You appear so lovely this way," she murmured. "Accepting him so fully... your rear engulfing every bit..."

Tessa mounted the bed behind Kim, her touch light on her lower back, massaging calming loops. "Breathe, baby," she said quietly. "Unwind and allow him to fill you... you’re handling it wonderfully."

Minne inched nearer on the floor, eyes enormous, face blushed. She laid her cheek on Kim’s leg, observing my shaft move in and out, murmuring, "It’s so large... delving so far... you seem so lovely..."

I increased the tempo—deeper, firmer drives now, pelvis thrusting sharply. The damp smack of flesh against flesh echoed through the space. Kim’s moans escalated to shouts—sharp, desperate. Her rear gripped me tightly with each motion, drawing me in, urging me further.

"God... Evan... yes... take my rear... exactly like that... keep going..."

I bent over her once more, cautious of her belly, my lips by her ear. "You feel so ideal... so scorching... so firm... I adore how you clench me... adore how your rear claims every part..."

"More..." she implored. "Stronger... please... I crave you all over..."

I delivered as she desired—quicker, more intense, pelvis crashing ahead. My balls struck her folds with each drive. Jasmine persisted in licking and drawing on my sac, now and then tracing her tongue upward to the point where my shaft dove into Kim’s expanded entrance, adding saliva, rendering it smoother, more resonant.

Kim’s shouts intensified with urgency. "Oh god... I’m near... almost there... keep taking me... don’t halt..."

I extended one hand around—wary—and traced lazy loops over her clit. She jolted sharply, rear tightening like a clamp.

"Yes... caress me there... oh fuck... Evan... I’m going to climax... climax with your shaft in my rear..."

"Do it," I growled. "Climax for me... let me sense that firm rear grip me as you unravel..."

She exploded.

Her cry was primal—piercing and shaky—her form seizing beneath me. Her rear convulsed wildly around my erection—surge after surge of firm, pulsing contractions that pulled at me without mercy. Her folds released against my fingers, moisture flooding my palm, trailing down her legs. Her limbs quivered, spine curved, fingers digging into the fabric. She repeated my name endlessly, utterly immersed.

"Evan... climaxing... climaxing intensely... your shaft... fuck... yes..."

I continued pushing, profound and consistent, prolonging each quiver, each contraction. Jasmine vibrated against my balls, licking more rapidly, causing Kim to twitch and sigh through the lingering waves.

As Kim slumped ahead at last, gasping, shuddering, vision blurred, I decelerated but persisted. My erection remained embedded deeply, pulsing within her contracting rear.

Jasmine raised her head, mouth glistening, grinning slyly. "She climaxed so stunningly... trembling that way... entirely from your shaft in her rear."

I bent low and kissed Kim’s shoulder lightly. "Good girl... you handled that flawlessly."

She grinned faintly, still shuddering. "You’re... not finished... right?"

"Not even close," I replied softly.

The remaining women observed—gazes shadowed, fingers exploring their forms—anticipating their moment.

I lingered deeply inside Kim for several more gradual pushes, permitting her to savor the final echoes of her release. Her rear fluttered around me in faint, weary contractions, her breaths harsh against the bedding. Once she fully relaxed, I withdrew slowly—my shaft emerging with a slick noise that drew a soft whine from her. She fell forward onto her elbows, rear elevated, cheeks pink, a relaxed grin on her lips.

"God... I craved that," she exhaled, peeking back at me over her shoulder. "You remain so rigid..."

I kissed the dip of her back tenderly. "As I mentioned... far from over."