The Heart System Chapter 587

I dismissed the glowing blue screen with a flick of my hand. It saved automatically. Holy hell. I was completely spent. Seeing Ivy like that, half-naked, drunk, and stumbling around, impacted me in ways I hadn’t anticipated. I had just filled her mother’s pussy with seed while observing her daughter’s form. It was so twisted… but damn, Ivy was alluring. I had always known she was beautiful, just like her mother, but witnessing her in nothing but that tight bra and barely-there panties overloaded my circuits.

"Hey... linger a bit more, Evan," Delilah whispered softly, still catching her breath beside me.

I smiled and bestowed a tender kiss upon her forehead. "One condition."

"And what might that be?"

"I get to penetrate that ass."

Delilah emitted a weary yet amused chuckle. "You desire anal, hmm? Very well. You stay… but allow me to visit the bathroom first. I need to prepare myself."

"Hmm," I hummed in assent.

She gave me a swift kiss on the lips, then slowly rose from the bed. Her legs remained unsteady from the intense orgasms experienced earlier. I observed her unclothed form as she departed the room, her ample backside swaying with each step, my cum still trickling down her inner thighs. She vanished into the hallway, making her way toward the bathroom.

I arose with a smirk, proceeded into the living room, and retrieved my pants from the floor. Fumbling in the pocket, I produced my phone and discovered a missed call from Jasmine. She had phoned while I was deeply engaged with Delilah.

I returned her call.

"Hey," Jasmine answered, relief evident in her tone. "God, I was so worried. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, yeah," I responded, maintaining a low volume. "I found Ivy and ensured she got home safely."

"Why the hushed tones?"

I grinned. "Because Ivy’s passed out drunk in her room, and I’m about to profoundly pleasure Delilah. I was intending to head directly back to the penthouse, but she requested my company for a few more hours."

"Wow…" Jasmine laughed softly. "Fucking your best friend’s mother while her daughter is intoxicated and slumbering in the adjacent room? A wicked, wicked boy."

"Guilty as charged," I stated, a smirk playing on my lips.

"Mm. When do you anticipate returning? Sleep eludes me… and that anal invitation remains open."

"Hmm," I teased. "As I mentioned, a few hours. Do not slumber, Ma’am."

"I wouldn't even contemplate it, handsome," she purred. "I love you. And reserve some of that endowment for me as well. Don’t expend it all on Delilah."

"I shall not. I love you. Farewell."

"Bye."

I ended the call and returned to the bedroom, still unclothed. I approached the window and gazed out at the tranquil cityscape, the neon lights casting reflections upon the slick streets. My gaze then shifted to the wardrobe. Several framed photographs were arranged atop it, images of Ivy and Delilah together. Smiling. Laughing. Mother and daughter on holidays, at celebrations, simply capturing everyday moments. The sight elicited another complex thrill within me.

A few moments later, the bathroom door swung open. Delilah re-entered the bedroom adorned in a short, crimson silk robe that barely concealed the upper reaches of her thighs. Her skin remained dewy and radiant from a brief shower. She closed the door behind her, securing it with a soft click, then allowed the robe to part and cascade to the floor.

Her form was exquisite in the muted light, with full breasts, wide hips, and that substantial, luscious posterior. She glided to the side of the bed, bent forward at the waist, and pressed her upper body against the wall. Reaching back with both hands, she cradled her buttocks, parting them wide for my view, fully unveiling her tight, pink anus and still-moist vagina.

I advanced, my erection already fully restored.

"Fuck, Delilah," I groaned, my hands caressing her soft, warm posterior. "Look at you… presenting your holes in such a manner. A truly insatiable little anal enthusiast."

"Mmm… be gentle initially," she breathed, though the manner in which she thrust her ass back towards me conveyed a different desire. "It has been some time since I’ve accommodated anything back there."

I knelt behind her and leaned in. My tongue traced the perimeter of her tight, puckered orifice, savoring the taste of her clean, faintly soapy skin. Delilah shivered and emitted a soft moan. I licked her once more, deliberately slower this time, guiding the flat of my tongue from her slick private area all the way up to her anus in long, eager strokes.

I traced the tight ring with my tongue’s tip, teasing and applying pressure to the sensitive muscle. Then, I closed my lips around it and applied a gentle suction while my tongue ventured inside her. Delilah’s legs quivered as I devoted myself to her rear with unbridled fervor, licking, sucking, and probing deeper, penetrating her with my tongue while my hands kneaded her ample cheeks.

"Fuck, Evan… this feels so illicit," she moaned, pushing her ass back against my face. "You are actually licking my asshole… oh god…"

A groan escaped my lips as I pressed my face into her warm flesh, sinking deeper between her shapely buttocks. Delilah's pink, tight asshole was right there, quivering as if alive, pulsing softly with each of her laboured breaths.

My tongue traced a slow, deliberate path from her slick, dripping pussy upwards, relishing the exquisite taste of her before focusing on that tantalizing, twitching aperture. I circled it with wet, deliberate strokes, teasing the sensitive edge as it fluttered beneath my touch. A loud moan erupted from Delilah as she arched her hips back, pressing herself against my face with evident desire.

"Fuck... Evan..." she whimpered, her voice thick with longing. "Suck my fucking asshole... mmh... deeper. I want all of it..."

I enclosed her puckered hole with my lips, drawing gently at first, then with more force. I pulled the sensitive skin into my mouth, my tongue flicking rapidly at its core. Her asshole spasmed, tightening and relaxing rhythmically, almost as if returning my tongue's caress. The more I suckled and licked, the more it yielded to me.

I stiffened my tongue and thrust it inside, profoundly penetrating her tight asshole with slow, deep motions. The room was filled with wet, audible sounds of pleasure as I devoured her ass with unbridled hunger. Delilah's legs began to tremble violently. I could sense her attempting to relax, her hole gradually loosening with each deliberate thrust of my tongue.

Pulling back slightly, I directly spat onto her quivering asshole, observing it wink as the saliva seeped in. Then, I slid a finger into her pussy, saturating it with her own juices, before pressing that same finger against her slick asshole. Slowly, I pushed inwards, watching the tight ring stretch around my digit. Delilah let out a deep moan as my finger sank in up to the knuckle.

"That's right... open up for me," I murmured, my voice heavy with lust.