Harem Master - RPG story Ch. 028

Hey, a new chapter of the Harem Master, as always I hope you will like it and have a great time reading it!

--- Asher Montgomery ---

"Ready?" Asher asked Ava.

"Are those clothes okay?"

Black shorts that ended just below her ass showed off her long, dark-skinned legs. On top of that, Ava was wearing one of her standard black shirts that clung to her curves.

"You look amazing," Asher said, his eyes lingering on her thighs a moment too long.

"I was asking if they are right for whatever we're doing," Ava said.

"Yeah. They're okay," Asher replied, as his cheeks darkened.

"Are you going to finally tell me?" Ava asked, closing her door.

"Nope. It's just a few minutes' walk," Asher replied.

They left the Academy, and Asher led them through the city.

"Hey," Asher started. "I wanted to ask, about earlier, in the dungeon. You seemed kind of... frustrated. With Lucy's jokes."

"These are serious matters, and she was joking the entire time," Ava replied.

"Well, not all the time," Asher said. "During fights, she was focused and handled things really well."

"And you're sure that she would always be like that?" Ava asked. "Just switching between being serious and joking around?"

Asher nodded slowly. "Yeah. I'm not sure how she does it so easily, but when she needs to focus, she gets serious in an instant."

"Okay," Ava replied simply.

"So... there's no bad blood between you two?" Asher asked.

Ava glanced at him, confused. "Is she mad at me or something? Is that why we're having this talk?"

"No," Asher replied. "I just thought maybe you were mad at her."

"No," Ava answered. "I just wanted her to focus."

"And what about the mom joke?" Asher asked. Only then did he realize it wasn't the best timing, as they were already reaching their destination.

"What about it?" Ava asked.

Asher glanced at her. She gave him a chance to drop the topic and focus on whatever he had planned, but curiosity and worry about her won out.

"You've never mentioned your mom before," he said, watching Ava's face carefully.

"She had an affair when I was two and ran away with her lover. I don't even remember her," Ava said. "Is it far?"

Asher walked in silence for a few steps, trying to process it. Suddenly, things made a little more sense, or at least he could see the roots of Ava's strange behavior and her issues with her father. But she had changed the subject right away. It was clear she didn't want to talk about it, and Asher didn't want to push.

"Almost," he said, gesturing toward a building. "Right over there."

"Dance school?" Ava asked, grimacing.

"I thought you might like it. It's like training at the Academy, but without that competitive edge that... didn't turn out so well."

"But I can't dance," Ava protested.

"That's why it's a school," Asher said with a smile. "And don't worry--you won't be the worst," he added, pointing at himself.

Ava stared at him in silence for a moment, then sighed and nodded.

They walked into the building and approached a woman sitting behind a counter on the right.

"Hi, we're here for the eight o'clock class," Asher said.

"Bachata?" the woman asked.

"Yeah, that one," Asher replied. When he first signed them up, it was the first time he'd even heard of it--but it was the only class with open spots, and after checking a few videos, it seemed okay.

"Name?" the woman asked.

"Asher Montgomery."

"Right, it's already paid. You can go ahead and join the class. Just go straight, then take the second door on the right. The teacher's already there. There's also a small room on the left where you can leave your things."

"You forgot to tell me to bring a change of clothes," Ava said as they headed toward the room the woman had pointed out.

"Umm... fuck," Asher muttered. He hadn't brought any either. Only now did he realize that after over an hour of dancing, they should change. Well... he didn't really care for himself--since the Academy was close, he could just go straight to the shower. But he figured it might be more of a problem for Ava to walk back sweaty, even if it was just a few minutes.

"Whatever," she said, rolling her eyes. "But next time, don't make it a surprise. Just tell me what we're doing beforehand."

Asher opened the door and let Ava go in first. He smiled, having caught the key part of what she'd just said--that there would be a next time.

The room they entered was spacious, with mirrors covering one of the walls. A few pairs were already there--mostly women dancing together--but there was one couple with a guy who looked slightly older than Asher.

"Welcome! Here for the bachata class?" an older lady asked as she approached them. She looked to be around forty, quite short but fit, and smiled warmly, the wrinkles on her face deepening.

"Yeah," Asher replied.

"First time?"

Both Asher and Ava nodded.

"Great! The changing room is over there--you can leave your things inside. We'll start when you're ready. And don't worry, everyone here is an amateur. Even if some of them have taken a few classes, you'll catch up quickly. It's nothing too complicated."

Asher and Ava left their phones in a locker before returning to the main room. The teacher started the class, turning on the music and demonstrating the basic steps. Asher and Ava practiced them separately at first, then together, standing close. Asher held Ava's hands, focusing on the footwork, while she stared intently at her feet.

The teacher gave them a few quick tips before moving on to the next pair. For the most part, Asher and Ava didn't talk--the music was too loud, and they were focused entirely on getting the steps right. But they still exchanged a few short comments.

With every passing minute, Asher felt less awkward and more comfortable. He began to focus more on Ava than on his own movements. She was hot, and the way she moved only added to her allure. Even if some of the other women danced more gracefully, he couldn't take his eyes off her--her focused expression, the subtle bounce of her small tits with every step, the sway of her curvy hips, her long legs shifting in rhythm. He even managed to catch a glimpse of her perky ass when she spun.

Then the second part of the class began. They moved on to partner moves that required them to be even closer--not just holding hands, but Asher now resting one hand on Ava's lower back, just above her ass, while Ava placed both hands on his muscular arms.

As they danced through the new steps, Ava, too, stopped focusing so hard on the technique. Just like Asher had minutes ago, she began to focus on her partner instead. Their gazes met as they moved together, staring into each other's eyes.

They danced together, swaying, her tits brushing against his chest with every turn. Their faces were so close, they could feel each other's breath on their lips.

Caught in the moment, staring into her eyes and glancing at her lips, Asher wanted to kiss her--to finally close the distance between them. But he didn't want to do it during class, in front of everyone. So they kept dancing, the sexual tension between them growing--but also something more intimate, flowing between them as they followed the music together.

By the time the lesson ended, both were breathless--not from the dancing, but from the closeness, from the unresolved tension that still lingered between them. When the teacher turned off the music, they stopped moving but remained in place, still gazing into each other's eyes.

Ava shifted even closer, licking her lips, both hands resting on his arms, while Asher held her by the hips. Just inches separating their lips, from the kiss that both of them craved.

The teacher approached, breaking the silent tension hanging between them. Asher and Ava pulled apart, turning toward her.

"It's wonderful to see young couples come together and learn to dance," she said. "And it's really sweet how well you match each other."

Ava grimaced, wanting to explain that they weren't a couple, but the teacher didn't give her the chance.

"You're both terrible dancers," the older woman said. "You've got amazing coordination, and I'm guessing you're explorers, but you have absolutely no sense of rhythm. Honestly, if you hadn't answered my questions earlier, I might've wondered if you were deaf. But what's amazing is that, somehow, you found your own rhythm together. Totally ignoring the music, but perfectly matching each other. And that's actually kind of impressive. And cute."

"Agh... thanks," Asher replied.

"Dancing isn't just about moving perfectly to the music," the woman said. "You two are the perfect example of that. It's about connection--about emotions between partners. The desire, the lust... watching you two, I saw all of that. And that's why I love dancing."

As she paused briefly, Asher smiled uncertainly.

"I won't make amazing dancers out of you. Heck, I probably won't even make good ones. But that's not what really matters. Taking lessons together will bring you closer--it's great for your relationship, trust me. And I'd love to see you in my future classes."

"We're not--" Ava started, but Asher grabbed her hand, interrupting her.

"Thanks," he said quickly. "We'll think about it, but I really liked it."

"See you soon," the older woman said, walking toward another pair.

"Why didn't you tell her that we are not together?" Ava asked.

"Do you really want to explain our situation to her?"

Ava grimaced but then nodded. After picking up their phones, they left the school and headed toward the Academy.

"Did you like it?" Asher asked, walking next to Ava.

"I--" she began, then glanced at him and hesitated. "Yeah. I liked it," she finished after a moment of thinking.

"Me too. It was..." Asher trailed off, stopping himself from saying intimate. "Fun," he finished instead.

Ava looked at him like she was about to say something, but instead focused on the sidewalk ahead as they walked the short distance back to the Academy, then to her room, where he accompanied her.

"Thanks," Ava said, turning toward him and stopping close. "I really liked it."

"I'm glad," Asher replied, smiling. "We could go again next week. And... maybe try other things too, if you'd want. Together," he added, looking into her brown eyes as they shifted over his face.

"Actually..." Ava whispered. "Yeah. I think I'd like that," she said, licking her lips.

There was a brief moment of silence--then they rushed into each other, lips crashing together in a passionate, deep kiss. Ava grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer as he pressed into her, backing her against the door.

His hands moved to her back, then dropped to her firm ass, squeezing it tightly as their mouths collided, tongues exploring hungrily. Her hands roamed his arms and chest as they finally gave in to all the tension they'd built up back at the dance school.

Ava ground against him, his hard cock rubbing against her thigh--though his pants made it slightly uncomfortable, Asher didn't want to stop. Not now. Not when they were finally giving in.

Their lips stayed locked, wet smacks echoing softly in the hallway. He didn't care if someone saw them--he was too lost in the moment. His hands moved up, cupping her tits through her shirt, while hers slid down to stroke him through his pants.

After a few intense minutes, Ava finally pulled back, both of them panting, their faces still just inches apart, lips nearly brushing even though the kiss had ended.

"Do you want to come in?" Ava asked.

Asher grimaced, pulling out his phone to check the time. He was already running late--and still needed a shower.

"I'm meeting with Elara and Lucy soon. You can join us if you want," he offered. The threesome would turn into a foursome, but he doubted anyone would mind. Especially not him.

Ava parted her lips, watching his face--but then shook her head slightly. "I don't want to intrude," she said.

"It's okay. I'm sure both of them would be happy if you joined," he replied. "I certainly will."

Ava snorted, rolling her eyes. But then she shook her head again. "No, it's fine. You planned this with them, so go and enjoy it. We'll see each other tomorrow."

"Are you sure?" Asher asked, worried that after their time spent together--which was clearly a date, even if they didn't call it that--he was already rushing into the arms of other women. And with how turned on he was after dancing with Ava, he was pretty sure she must've felt it too.

"Yes," Ava said, then leaned in and kissed him. But this time, it was really short. "Thank you for... today," she whispered, before slipping into her room and closing the door behind her.

Asher let out a long breath, staring at her door. He regretted that he didn't have time to take things further with Ava, to have sex with her. But at the same time, in just a moment, he was about to fuck Lucy for the first time with Elara joining them.

He headed toward his room, texting Elara that he'd be ready soon--just needed a quick shower.

After washing up, he got dressed in casual clothes and made his way to Elara's room. She let him in, still not fully ready. As they chatted, with Caitlin also present, Elara moved around the room, finishing getting dressed.

She was already wearing a pair of simple black panties and a snug sports bra. On top of that, she slipped on a fitted T-shirt that hugged her curves, and a pair of shorts that ended just below her ass, showing off her long legs.

The outfit was almost identical to what Ava had worn earlier--just in different colors. And with how similar their bodies were, the effect was nearly the same.

Asher was disappointed that Elara didn't put on the lingerie that he had bought her, still waiting to finally see her in it. He suspected that she was keeping it for their first night in the new house--for the first time in their shared bed.

When Lucy knocked on the door, Asher got up to open it. As soon as she rushed into the room, she threw herself at him--wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her lips against his. He caught her easily, holding her in the air, her body pressed tightly against his.

His hands landed on her ass--her bare ass. She was wearing a short skirt, which had ridden up as she jumped on him. As he squeezed her cheeks--partly to hold her more securely, and partly because he had the perfect excuse to grope her--he couldn't feel any panties.

He wondered if she might be wearing a thong... but then again, it wouldn't surprise him at all if she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

"Asher!" Caitlin gasped behind him.

He instantly let go of Lucy, who dropped to her feet as he stepped back. He turned around, looking at Caitlin as his face was burning from embarrassment. Elara smirked, got up, strode over to Lucy, grabbed her head, and pulled her into a deep kiss--leaning down to push her tongue into Lucy's mouth.

Asher's gaze darted between the two women kissing and Caitlin, who sat on the bed, mouth wide open, staring at the scene in front of her. He hadn't had time to react differently to Lucy's welcome--and she had no idea Caitlin was there. Or more likely, she just didn't care.

"Umm..." he murmured, trying to come up with something to explain what was happening.

"We're just having fun," Elara said, breaking her kiss with Lucy. "I'll tell you everything later," she added with a wink at Caitlin. Then she grabbed both Asher's and Lucy's hands and pulled them out of the room.

"Nice!" Caitlin giggled, hurrying after them. "Have fun, guys!" she called out, grinning as she closed the door behind them.

"Oh, I can't wait!" Lucy gasped. "I'm already wet just thinking about it. I feel like a horny teenager." She giggled. "Actually, I am a horny teenager." She skipped toward the stairs, Asher and Elara following close behind.

"So maybe more like a horny teenager losing his virginity to his favorite porn star. Or two of them at once!" Lucy exclaimed as she ran down the stairs and out of the Academy.

Asher was just glad they hadn't run into anyone--but with how things were going, it seemed like him sleeping with other women wouldn't remain a secret for long.

"Lucy, where are we going?" Asher asked as she led them away from the Academy.

She twirled on the spot, her short skirt rising, showing him a lot of her legs.

"To the hotel, obviously," she replied. "It's our first time," she said, pointing between herself and Asher. "And our first time," she added, pointing between herself and Elara. "And our first time," she finished, motioning to all three of them. "I'm not having a quick fuck where someone might interrupt us."

"How much does it cost?" Asher asked.

"Oh, don't worry, I already paid," Lucy said with a wave of her hand.

Asher grimaced. "We should all pay."

"Didn't you say you were low on money?" Lucy asked. "That's not a problem, I can cover it."

"No, really," Asher protested. "We should help pay too."

"Oh, okay... let's say... three. No! Four orgasms for me, and we're even."

Elara and Asher both snorted with laughter, but he shook his head.

"With actual money, Lucy. We'll pay you back. How much was it?"

"Do whatever you want," she replied. "But let's stop talking and get to the fun part. I'm so fucking horny!" she shouted up at the sky, marching toward the hotel.

"She has a point," Elara giggled, pulling Asher by the hand as she followed Lucy. He followed too, but he still didn't want Lucy to pay for everything herself.

"Lucy, seriously--how much did you pay?" he asked again.

She turned around and stepped up to him, pressing her slim body against his and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Oh, it's so hot that you want to take care of your harem girls," she whispered, then kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth.

Before she pulled back, she licked his lips one last time and remained close.

"But I have no fucking clue," she said, grinning. "I picked the room, skipped all the boring details. I'm not even sure which card I used--it was saved, and I didn't get a notification on my phone. So... I guess my dad paid for it."

"And he just... paid? Just like that?" Asher asked, blinking.

For a moment, he couldn't help but imagine what it would've been like if he had asked his parents to pay for something like that. Even if they could afford it, he'd have to beg, explain, and justify every little detail. And maybe--maybe--they'd agree to help, but only after making him swear to pick the absolute cheapest room.

Meanwhile, Lucy just... rented it. And whoever's card it was simply paid. She hadn't even checked which one she used.

Asher already knew she came from a rich family--but now he was starting to think she might be from a really, really rich one. And yet, aside from spending freely on the things she wanted, she didn't go out of her way to make anyone else feel it.

"Oh," Lucy gasped. "I'm his little girl, and he gives me whatever I want," she explained, before she licked her lips, smirking. "But today, I'm your little girl, and I'll give you whatever you want," Lucy whispered, staring into Asher's eyes.

"If you don't want to go to the hotel," Lucy continued, "no problem--but I'm stripping naked right here, and we're having sex in the middle of the street."

Asher parted his lips as she ground herself against him, wearing clothes that were too short and too tight.

Her black skirt was already barely covering her ass, and as she rubbed against him, it kept riding up, exposing more of her thighs and getting dangerously high.

On top, she wore a tight shirt that hugged her tits like a second skin, showing off a lot of her cleavage. And with her nipples poking through the fabric, it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Try me," Lucy taunted, smiling, when he didn't reply.

Asher groaned. "Okay, okay, we're going to the hotel."

Lucy pecked his lips, grinning, then grabbed his and Elara's hands and pulled them both toward the hotel.

"Just let her pay, Ash," Elara said as he glanced at her.

He nodded, his gaze focused on Lucy's skirt, which bounced with every step, flashing her thighs and the lower part of her ass cheeks.

The hotel was close to the Academy, and Lucy led them in, swiftly moving through the hall and pulling them toward the elevator.

"What about the key to the room?" Asher asked.

"I have a QR code on my phone," Lucy explained, stepping in front of Elara and pushing her against the elevator wall. Elara had to lean down slightly to kiss the shorter girl, but their lips mashed together.

Asher finally stopped asking questions, mesmerized, his cock straining against his pants as two hot women kissed and groped each other. Lucy slid her hand under Elara's shirt and bra, fondling her tits as she ground her crotch against Elara's thigh.

When the elevator pinged and the doors started to open, Lucy didn't pull her hand out of Elara's shirt. Instead, she yanked it upward along with her bra, completely exposing Elara's tits--then ran out of the elevator, giggling.

"Lucy!" Asher gasped.

Elara quickly pulled her shirt down. Fortunately, there was no one in front of the elevator--but Lucy couldn't have known that, and if someone had been there, they would've gotten a good look at Elara's tits.

Asher and Elara stepped out of the elevator. Lucy stood to their left, a dozen feet away.

"If you keep staring like that, I'll assume you want a show--and I'm not shy, Ash," Lucy said with a smirk.

"You shouldn't do that," he said, walking up to her as she fumbled with her phone, showing the QR code to the door lock scanner.

"Yeah? Why not?" Lucy asked as the door clicked open and she stepped inside.

"Because Elara's my girlfriend. No man should see her naked except me," he replied.

Elara squeezed his arm, grinning as they walked in together.

"Mmm... possessive. I like that," Lucy purred, closing the door behind them. "What about me? Can other men see me naked?" she asked, stepping up to Asher, placing her hands on his chest, and pouting as she looked up at him.

Asher's eyes briefly scanned the room--it wasn't just a hotel room, but a whole apartment. A sleek, modern couch sat in front of a massive flat-screen TV, with a low glass table in between. Subtle golden accents framed the walls and lighting, and a soft scent of something floral lingered in the air. Everything about the place felt polished, quiet, and expensive.

But his focus quickly returned to Lucy. He looked into her deep brown eyes and leaned in, her pink lips that had a fruity taste.

"Don't even think about it," he whispered.

Lucy grinned and pulled him into another kiss, but she broke it quickly and bounced to the middle of the room, tossing her phone onto the table.

"Oh, I can't wait. I'm so fucking horny I feel like I'm going to burst," Lucy exclaimed, bouncing slightly in place as she turned to face them both.

"Like that's something new for you," Elara said.

Lucy giggled. "Let's check the bedroom," she said, running toward one of the two doors in the room.

Asher and Elara followed her into a room that had black walls with dark red accents, subtle lighting that cast a warm glow, and a massive bed dressed in black sheets with crimson embroidery, commanding the space with understated elegance.

Lucy threw herself onto the bed, arms spread wide, unable to reach both sides. "It's amazing!" she exclaimed.

"And probably cost a lot," Asher commented.

"Asher, please," Elara said. "If you want to worry about money, do it tomorrow. Now, let's focus on what we came here for, okay?"

"Healer," Lucy said. "Your girlfriend's making more sense than you are."

"Healer?" Elara asked, glancing at him.

"Apparently, that's my nickname."

"But you can't even heal," Elara replied, smiling.

Asher shrugged, focusing on Lucy, who jumped out of the bed and ran back into the main room. This time she ran into the bathroom, which had a big shower section behind a transparent wall and a jacuzzi.

Asher blinked, staring at it, wondering if perhaps he should stop asking about money. There was a jacuzzi in the middle of the hotel room. He realized that he didn't even have the money to pay Lucy back.

"How much did you say?" Asher asked. "Four orgasms? Yeah, I think I can afford it, because I don't think I could pay you back in money," he said.

Lucy turned toward him with a grin. "Finally!" she blurted. "Finally talking some sense." She strutted over to him, swaying her hips. "The room's amazing, and we can shower together--but can we please get to the fun part now?" she asked, pressing herself against Asher.

He leaned down and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her tighter. She ground her crotch against his thigh as his hands wandered under her skirt, reaching for her ass cheeks, squeezing them, still not feeling any underwear.

Elara approached them, kissing Asher's arm and stroking his back as she watched him kiss Lucy from up close. When he broke the kiss, he licked his lips and turned toward Elara, but before he managed to kiss her, Lucy grabbed his girlfriend's head and pulled her into a kiss herself.

Now it was his turn to watch Elara and Lucy kiss just inches away from his face. Their tongues battled together, smacking against each other's lips. He realized that they were doing it on purpose between their mouths to give him a show. Asher's cock throbbed in his pants when he imagined it between those lips and tongues.

When their lips finally broke, Lucy leaned against him, and he needed to catch and hold her so she wouldn't fall.

"Oh, I'm so fucking horny! I regret that stupid bet now," Lucy said, glancing at Elara.

"What bet?" Asher asked.

Elara smirked. "During our class together, we fought against each other. The winner gets your cock first," she explained.

"Come on, let's go to bed. I can't wait any longer," Lucy said, grabbing both their hands and pulling them out of the bathroom.

Asher didn't ask who had won, he couldn't imagine Elara losing to Lucy. He was just glad he didn't have to choose who to have sex with first, and that the two of them had settled it on their own. And realizing that this bet was certainly Lucy's idea, he couldn't help but wonder if she'd planned it that way from the start.

Lucy pushed them onto the bed, next to each other. "Kiss her. And I'll prepare you for her," she said, looking into Asher's eyes before she dropped to her knees.

Even before he managed to turn toward Elara, Lucy was already pulling his pants down. He raised his hips, and his hard cock sprung up in front of Lucy's face, but he focused on kissing Elara. As their lips teased each other, Lucy finished taking his pants and boxers off completely before she tossed them to the side.

She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, stroking up and down slowly but squeezing tightly. Asher groaned into Elara's lips as she continued kissing him.

Lucy hummed happily. "Nice. Above average. But not too big for my little pussy. And Naomi is even shorter than me--she'll appreciate it too."

Asher was occupied kissing Elara, but it was getting harder as Lucy was exploring his manhood. She pressed her face against it and sniffed loudly, gasping.

"I didn't have any cock for so long," she said, then stuck out her pink tongue and pressed it against the base of Asher's shaft. Slowly, she licked the whole length, wetting it with her saliva, watching Asher and Elara kiss each other.

Asher gasped as Lucy flicked her tongue against his sensitive tip. She gave it a small peck and trailed down, brushing her lips softly against his shaft.

At the same time, Elara was pushing her tongue into his mouth as he pushed his hands under her shirt and bra, squeezing her tits and rubbing her already hard nipples.

When Lucy moved past the base of his cock, her lips brushing against his balls, he groaned, breaking his kiss with Elara. She tilted her head back, and his lips found her neck, still marked with hickeys from the day before.

He kissed her sensitive skin, but when Lucy gently wrapped her lips around one of his balls and sucked it into her mouth, flicking her tongue against the stretched, tender skin of his sack, he moaned again, only pressing his lips harder against Elara's neck.

Elara entwined her fingers in Asher's hair, holding his face by her neck as he moaned from the pleasure that Lucy was causing with her attention to his balls.

"You were supposed to prepare him for me," Elara gasped. "Not suck his balls--even if he loves it."

Lucy slowly pulled back. Asher's ball popped out of her mouth with a wet smack.

"Let me have my fun," Lucy said, pouting.

"The longer you take to prepare him, the longer it'll be before he rams his cock into you," Elara replied.

"Well," Lucy said. "You have a point!"

She shifted higher, bringing her lips to Asher's cock tip. She opened her mouth and took half of it immediately between her lips, surrounding his length with her hot mouth, bathing it with her tongue, and sucking with her cheeks hollowed.

"Oh fuck!" Asher gasped as her mouth engulfed him and all the sensations hit at once--heat, suction, and tongue sending a jolt of pleasure through his cock.

Elara pulled back and took off her shirt and bra in one go, exposing her perky tits. Asher reluctantly turned his gaze away from Lucy sucking his cock to Elara's chest. She pushed it toward him, and he licked her nipple before kissing it.

As Lucy started to descend along his cock, Asher kissed and sucked on Elara's breasts--her soft flesh and stiff nipples. He lapped at them, enjoying the softness of her tits on his lips as he held her hips.

When Lucy stopped, three-quarters of his cock was in her mouth. She stopped sucking or pleasuring it with her tongue, for a moment just remaining in place, and he thought she was going to pull back after reaching her limit.

Then, to his surprise, she lowered her mouth even further. His tip pressed against the back of her throat. Lucy gagged, momentarily stopping, but then pushed down completely--her lips wrapping around the base of his cock as the head slid into her tight, hot throat. The snug grip around his glans massaged him, her entire mouth wrapped around his full length.

Asher groaned, a pleasant tingling spreading through his whole cock to his balls, making him stop his teasing of Elara's tits.

"Seriously?" Elara asked. "She took it all? Fucking slut," she commented, looking down at Lucy, who had her lips stretched around his base, her eyes closed as his whole length was surrounded by her hot mouth.

Asher's cock twitched at the sight, lightly brushing against Lucy's teeth, but she quickly adjusted, pulling them away from his sensitive shaft as pleasure tingled along his tip.

"El," Asher gasped. "Don't call her that."

Lucy opened her eyes, looking up at them, and started to pull up. First, Asher's cock slid out of her tight throat, and then as she brushed its length with her tongue, it slipped from between her lips.

She hovered just above him, her breath tickling the tip of his cock. "I don't mind a little name-calling in bed," she said between deep breaths. "I'd let you know if you ever took it too far, but slut is fine." Then she licked the tip of Asher's cock, her eyes locked on his. "Especially when I'm being one," she added with a smirk.

Elara smirked and put her hand on the back of Lucy's head. "So, shut up, slut, and prepare him for me," she commanded, pressing Lucy down.

She opened her mouth and took Asher's cock into her mouth, her lips gliding along his length, reaching lower and lower. Elara wasn't stopping, even when his tip reached Lucy's throat. She gagged again, even harder than previously, but Elara just pushed Lucy's head down until she took all of his dick.

If not for the pleasure that surged through his body, Asher would be worried if Lucy was comfortable with that, but as it was, it was hard to think when his whole cock was engulfed by her hot mouth, his tip in her tight throat, and she was brushing his length with her tongue.

When Elara pulled her hand back, Lucy didn't move at all, remaining in place, with Asher's cock in her throat. He and Elara both watched Lucy as her lips stretched around his base, her eyes closed as she remained with her face buried in his crotch.

But after a few seconds, she gagged and swiftly pulled her head back, leaving his cock drenched with her saliva.

"Ready," she gasped between coughs.

"Are you okay?" Asher asked.

Lucy grinned at him, still on her knees, and licked her lips. "Amazing!" she gasped. "Your cock is fucking perfect for my throat. If it was any bigger, I would not be able to take it, but as it is, your tip slips into my throat, and I can take you like a proper slut."

Elara leaned back, pulling her shorts and underwear off at once, tossing them aside.

"Yup!" Lucy exclaimed, staring between Elara's legs. "I love your class," she said, shifting on her knees between Elara's legs. "Do you need preparation too?" she asked, sticking her tongue out and staring at Elara.

"Not really, but I'm not gonna refuse some pussy licking," Elara replied, giggling.

"Cool!" Lucy said, spreading Elara's legs wider and pushing her head between them.

Sitting next to Elara, Asher could see Lucy extending her tongue and pressing it between Elara's folds as she licked her slit. When Asher's and Lucy's eyes met, she winked at him but then focused on the pussy in front of her.

She brought her lips to the top of Elara's labia, spreading them with her fingers until Elara's clit showed up. Lucy flicked her tongue against it before she wrapped her lips around it.

Elara moaned loudly as Lucy sucked on her pleasure button. Asher smiled, turning toward his girlfriend, putting his hands on her tits, squeezing her soft mounds, and rolling her aroused nipples between his fingers. He brought his lips in an attempt to kiss her, but whatever Lucy was doing between Elara's legs proved to be too distracting, making her moan and gasp all the time.

"Oh fuck!" Elara gasped. "Fuck! Okay! I was ready before. Now, I need your cock inside me," she said, pulling Asher into another kiss.

Lucy leaned back, clapping her hands.

Asher shifted, hovering over his girlfriend, as Lucy stood up and jumped on the bed next to them.

"El, shift back," she said, patting the bed farther from the edge.

Asher stopped kissing Elara and stood up. As he took his shirt off, getting completely naked, Elara shifted back, so her pussy was on the edge of the bed.

"Perfect," Lucy gasped. "Now, you can fuck her as I lick her pussy. That's part of our bet," she explained.

"Aren't you a little overdressed?" Asher asked, looking at Lucy. She was the only one who wore anything, even if her clothes were revealing almost everything.

"Put your cock in her, and I'll strip," Lucy replied, smirking.

Asher shifted his gaze to Elara, who lay in front of him, with her legs spread, waiting for him. Her pink pussy lips were glistening from her arousal and Lucy's saliva.

He grabbed his cock and, shifting between Elara's thighs, positioned himself at her entrance, rubbing his tip against it, between her folds.

"Don't fucking tease me," Elara gasped. "Please!"

Asher pushed forward, his tip stretching her entrance and then spreading her pussy until his thighs met her legs. As a wave of pleasure surged through him, he groaned, closing his eyes.

Lucy's mouth and throat were amazing when wrapped around his whole length, but nothing could compare to a tight pussy engulfing his whole dick.

"First, you want me to get naked, and then you just close your eyes," Lucy commented.

Asher snorted and looked at her.

She was sitting farther on the bed, pouting. When his gaze fell on her, she smiled. "Cool! And don't look away," she added, standing up on the bed.

His gaze shifted quickly to Elara, who tilted her head back so she could see Lucy upside down. He pulled his cock slightly out of her pussy and pushed back quickly, making Elara moan and squint her eyes.

Asher put his hands on Elara's tits, fondling them and using them as a handle as he slowly thrust in and out of her tight warmth while watching Lucy.

She stood on the bed, swaying her hips so her skirt was rising higher and higher, showing even more of her toned legs. She was grinning as she slowly danced, putting her hands on her stomach and shifting them higher, brushing her skin.

"Oh fuck," Lucy gasped. "I don't even know what's better. If you would just ram your cock in my pussy," she said as her hands reached her tits, squeezing them. She tilted her head back, moaning, as her pink hair tossed. After a second, she looked back at them, still fondling her own tits.

"Or when I dance for you like a harem slut, when you take one of your women," she said. Her hands darted down between her legs, under her skirt, to her crotch. She again moaned loudly, her legs trembling. "I'm fucking dripping," she gasped.

With her skirt hiked up, Asher could see that, as he suspected, she wasn't wearing any underwear, but he still couldn't see her pussy, as her hands were in the way as she started to finger herself while still swaying her hips and looking down at them.

Elara was moaning beneath Asher with his every short thrust. He was squeezing her tits hard, limiting himself. He wanted to fuck her pussy fast and quick, chasing his release, to spurt all of his cum in her tight pussy in the blissful moment of his orgasm. But he also wanted to watch Lucy's show.

And there was their bet, according to which Lucy was supposed to lick Elara's pussy when he would fuck her, so he just waited, remaining steady but at a slow pace.

Lucy was moaning loudly, in time with his thrusts into Elara, so both women's moans were mixing together. As Lucy finally pulled her hand away from her pussy, he didn't manage to catch even a glimpse, as her skirt immediately fell down, covering it.

Staring into Asher's eyes, Lucy brought her slick fingers to her face and wrapped her lips around them. He moaned, quickening his thrusts, unable to stop himself as he watched Lucy suck her own juices off her fingers.

She pushed them deep, to her knuckles, gagging, before she pulled them back and flicked her tongue against their tips. "Delicious," she said in a sultry tone. "Bet you're dying to taste it yourself."

"From what I've heard, you're not doing too well when it comes to bets," Asher commented, thrusting his hard cock in and out of his girlfriend's pussy as bliss built inside him.

"Oh," Lucy gasped. "I'm pretty sure I'd win this one," she said, bringing her hands to her tits and giving them a firm squeeze. Then, without warning, she yanked her shirt down--her large tits bouncing free. Even after they settled, they kept jiggling, swaying with the motion of her hips.

Asher stared, his cock twitching at the sight of Lucy's perfect tits. They were bigger than Elara's or Ava's, but not too big--just the right size to grab and squeeze. Full, round, standing proudly on her chest, they looked soft as hell, capped with hard, dark brown nipples that sat on tight little areolas, making them look even more incredible.

His eyes followed the flowery tattoo that started just below her collarbone, trailing down over her tits, then curving under one--reaching all the way beneath her nipple.

Of all the tits he'd seen so far, these were the best. He even wondered if they didn't beat every pair he'd ever seen on the internet. Perfect shape, perfect size, soft as a dream--and those nipples looked like they were begging to be sucked. She'd been hiding a real treasure under that shirt, and now it was all out in the open, exposed to his hungry eyes.

"Fuck her faster," Lucy said with a smirk. "But don't make her come." She squeezed her perfect tits, her knees buckling as she froze in place, letting out a long, loud moan.

Asher realized he'd slowed down, mesmerized by the sight of Lucy's bouncing tits. Snapping out of it, he flicked his gaze to Elara and started pounding her pussy harder and faster. His girlfriend was just as locked in--eyes glued to Lucy, moaning and squirming from the show and his cock spreading her pussy. Asher leaned down and kissed her neck.

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Lucy gasped. "Sorry, I can't take it anymore. I wanted to make the show longer--better. I promise I'll give you one. But I just can't wait." And with that, she yanked her skirt down and tossed it aside.

Lucy raised one hand over her head and placed the other on her hip, pushing it out to the side as she stood with her legs slightly apart, striking a pose. Asher's gaze locked onto her pussy--two plump, bare lips pressed close together, glistening with her juices. She hadn't been exaggerating when she'd said she was drenched--her thighs were wet.

His eyes drifted upward to a small patch of black hair above her slit, trimmed into some kind of shape--though he had no idea what it was supposed to be. A little higher, off to the side, he noticed her second tattoo--a small black heart on the right side of her groin, slightly tilted, no bigger than a coin.

When his eyes dropped back down to her pussy, then slid up to her tits, Lucy seemed to realize he was done ogling her newly revealed parts. With a playful grin, she spun around to show off her ass--but did it so fast he only caught a glimpse before she lost her balance and tumbled onto the bed with a squeal.

Asher had slowed his thrusts into Elara's pussy, not wanting to push her over the edge just yet. He was close himself--after Lucy had deepthroated him and now with her putting on this show, it was hard to hold back. And Elara's tight pussy clenching around his cock, her moans and squirming, weren't helping.

"Lean back," Lucy said, locking eyes with him.

He straightened up, pulling Elara with him toward the edge of the bed while standing on the floor. Her ass was slightly raised, giving him a better angle to fuck her deeper. Lucy leaned down and kissed Elara, but as Asher picked up his pace again, Elara couldn't keep kissing her back--she was too busy moaning and gasping with every hard thrust that filled her up.

Lucy giggled before licking Elara's lips. Then she shifted forward, wrapping her legs around Elara's head. "I don't think you'll be able to lick me in a state like that," she said with a smirk. "But at least you'll have a nice view when you come on your boyfriend's cock."

Elara only moaned softly as Asher pounded into her, his gaze flicking between her tits, her flushed face, and Lucy's bouncing breasts.

Then Lucy moved even closer, her pussy now hovering just above Elara's face as she lay forward, lowering herself between them. With her chin resting on Elara's lower stomach, she raised her eyes to meet Asher's.

"Do you like my ass?" she asked, giving it a playful wiggle.

Asher's gaze jumped to Lucy's ass. The angle wasn't perfect, but it looked amazing--round, soft, and full, with a bit of extra flesh Elara and Ava didn't have. Not too much. Just enough to make Lucy's ass into two fuckable orbs.

Lucy's hair brushed against his stomach, and Elara gasped louder. Her pussy clenched tighter around his cock. He looked down but couldn't exactly see what Lucy was doing, with her head and pink hair in the way.

"Oh fuck!" Elara gasped. "I'm close!"

Asher corrected his grip on her thighs before he started to work his cock faster, pulling more and thrusting harder into her, rocking both their bodies. As he was pulling back, he could see that Lucy was swiftly flicking her tongue against Elara's clit. With how Elara twitched and shifted under his pounding, it was impossible for Lucy to suck on it.

The pressure in his balls was tense, he was close to his release but restricted himself as much as he could, waiting for his girlfriend to come first. Fortunately for him, Lucy was helping him, pushing Elara into her orgasm, and it didn't take long before Elara's legs tensed.

"Oh fuck!" she gasped loudly. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she started repeating as her pussy contracted around his shaft. Finally knowing that Elara reached her bliss, he started to pound her faster through her orgasm, letting himself descend into pleasure.

Lucy raised her head, tossing her pink hair to the side and glancing at Asher's face, realizing that he was close.

"Come on, fill her tight pussy with your hot cum," she gasped, staring into his eyes. "And I'm gonna lick it all out like a proper harem slut," she added before sticking her tongue out and tilting her head back, staring into his eyes.

Already on the edge of his orgasm, that was even too much, sending him crashing into his release immediately as he pushed his cock deep into Elara's spasming pussy and erupted powerfully deep in her body with a loud groan.

Elara moaned too, her pussy clamping even tighter around him, as if not letting him out when he was filling her with his seed.

Lucy squealed and licked his groin, but it was lost in the storm of bliss that filled Asher's body. He shuddered as the pleasure surged through his muscles when he was emptying his balls into his girlfriend.

After he was empty--at least for a moment--he slowly pulled back, his cock sliding out of Elara's wet pussy. It was immediately replaced by Lucy, who shifted forward, pressing her lips to Elara's folds. Asher's girlfriend gasped, and her legs twitched when Lucy pushed her tongue into her freshly fucked pussy.

Asher sat down next to them on the bed, watching Lucy's naked form hovering over Elara. She was shorter, and after shifting her position, her pussy was no longer over Elara's face but over her tits. So Asher moved on the bed, positioning himself above Elara's face instead.

Her misty eyes gazed up at him, her lips parted in a dazed smile, her cheeks flushed red.

He chuckled, seeing her clearly in the aftershocks of her orgasm, still moaning softly as Lucy licked her pussy. He leaned down and pressed a brief kiss to her lips--tasting something different.

He realized it was Lucy's arousal.

Turning his head, he looked at Lucy--now with the perfect view of her ass pointed toward him and her pussy just beneath it. Her plump lips were slick with arousal, pressed together into a perfect mound, hiding the inner pink that he couldn't yet see.

He couldn't help himself. He leaned in, closer and closer, then stuck out his tongue and dragged it slowly along Lucy's pussy lips, tasting more of her wetness.

Lucy gasped and twitched in surprise. Asher pulled back as she sat down heavily on Elara's chest, supporting herself with her knees on either side.

"My turn?" she panted, looking over her shoulder at him. "Please," she added with a pout. "Please, my turn?"

Asher nodded, grinning.

Lucy jumped off Elara, lying down on her back farther on the bed, spreading her legs wider and watching Asher. "Come on! Quick! I need your cock."

Before Asher could shift, Elara, who was closer, rolled between Lucy's legs. "I'll prepare you first," she said.

"Ahg!" Lucy groaned. "I don't need to. I need dick!"

"I know," Elara smirked and leaned forward, pressing her lips against Lucy's folds.

The pink-haired woman moaned loudly, tilting her head back. When Elara pushed her tongue between her plump folds, Lucy gasped and then started giggling, staring at the ceiling, but it was interrupted by her short moans.

Asher shifted to kiss her, and despite her gasps, she pulled him into a deep kiss, pushing her tongue into his mouth. His hands wandered to her tits, and he moaned into their connected lips, and his cock twitched when he felt their perfect softness in the palm of his hand.

"Harder!" Lucy gasped. "And pinch my nipples."

Asher did as she asked, first squeezing her whole breast between his fingers, her flesh spilling between them as it filled his hand perfectly. Then he brushed her skin, bringing his fingers to her hard little nub, caught it between his fingers, and rolled softly, pinching.

"Oh fuck, god!" Lucy gasped. "Yeah! God! This... amazing!"

Asher chuckled hearing her babbling. While with one hand he was still fondling her perfect tits, he shifted the other lower, over her stomach, until he reached her heart tattoo, brushing it with the tips of his fingers.

Lucy raised her head, glancing at where he was stroking her, as Elara watched both of them with her mouth pressed tightly against Lucy's pussy.

"You like it?" Lucy gasped, glancing at Asher.

"It's cool," he replied, smirking at the use of the word that she liked so much.

Lucy grinned. "I was actually thinking about making another one," she said, then looked at him, moaning. "Oh fuck! I have an idea."

"What?" Asher asked, curious, yet suspecting what she had in mind. With how excited she was about the whole harem thing, something to celebrate would fit, but he hoped that she wouldn't do something stupid--like his name somewhere over her body.

"Oh," Lucy gasped. "That would be a surprise," she added. "Elara, please. Your lips are amazing, but I need--"

She moaned loudly, tilting her head back.

"Fucking dick," she panted after catching her breath.

Elara finally leaned back, her chin glistening from Lucy's wetness. "I think this slut is ready now."

Lucy moaned, looking at Asher pleadingly.

He rolled his eyes. "Like I could refuse."

Lucy gave an excited squeak. "On top of me, please! I want to feel your body pinning me to the bed."

"You think a slut can decide how she would be taken?" Elara asked.

Asher glanced at her, surprised how much into calling Lucy a slut she was.

"I can ask politely," Lucy replied, smiling. "And offer whatever he wants in return," she added, glancing at Asher.

"It's your lucky day," Asher said, leaning forward and kissing her. His hands all this time were on her amazing tits, and without stopping fondling them, he shifted to kneel between Lucy's legs.

Lucy's legs immediately wrapped around him, pulling him closer until his cock pressed against her thighs. With how much shorter she was, Asher needed to shift farther onto the bed, bringing his cock to her pussy.

Lucy, with her head tilted back now, broke the kiss, moaning. "Finally!" she gasped. "What are you waiting for?" she asked just after that.

Asher smirked and pushed his hips down, pressing his shaft harder against her plump folds.

Lucy groaned again, and he kissed her lower lip, biting it softly.

"Take this slut hard, Asher," Elara said, lying down next to them.

"I'm totally up for that," Lucy said. "But, can you go slow first?" she asked. "It's been some time since I had sex, and I'm rather... small down there."

"Of course," Asher replied. "Nothing that would make you feel pain or be uncomfortable," he added, leaning down and kissing her again.

Lucy pushed her hips upward, grinning. "But that doesn't mean I don't need this hard long dick in my small pussy. Now!"

Grabbing his cock, Asher pushed his tip between her folds, spreading them with Lucy moaning loudly and writhing beneath him. Her hands were squeezing his arms and wandering all the time, massaging his muscles like she wanted to feel every part of his body.

When he was positioned at her entrance, her juices coating his cock, he slowly and gently pushed forward. She was stretching over his shaft, but then his tip quite easily slipped into her warmth.

Lucy's legs tensed as she gasped. He immediately stopped as it didn't sound like the moans of pleasure she was letting out, but he sensed some pain and discomfort in it. He shifted his gaze from her pussy to her face, and after a moment, her legs relaxed, and she opened her eyes.

"Fuck, I'm so fucking wet, and yet you are still too thick," she panted. "Slowly, please."

Asher nodded, and just as she asked, he gradually pushed his hips forward, his cock entering her body. She was tight, but her inner walls were spreading for him, wrapping his cock in a hot embrace. Lucy was moaning and gasping with every inch that he pushed inside, stopping and letting her get accustomed to his cock.

He watched her face carefully, looking for any hints of pain, to know when to stop, as she stared back at him with her mouth wide open and her pink tongue slightly out.

When his cock was almost full, and after another short pause, he pushed one last time, and his cock was finally engulfed fully into her. Her plump pussy lips reached its base. Asher groaned when Lucy's pussy wrapped around his dick, surrounding it tightly like a pocket.

Lucy wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his hips, holding him in place, clinging tightly to him, breathing shallow and quickly. They lay like that, with her amazing tits pressed against his chest, breathing together, until she relaxed her legs.

"I'm good now," she panted. "Take me now."

Asher kissed her gently, pulling his hips back slowly, still worried not to hurt her. When half of his cock was out of her pussy, he pushed back inside. His cock slid more easily into her wet insides, sending tingles of pleasure to his balls.

Lucy moaned in pleasure, and he took it as a good sign, gradually quickening his pace. When their lips parted, he glanced toward Elara, who was lying to the side with her legs spread wide, her pussy toward them, as she was stroking her clit.

"It's her first time with you, Ash," Elara said. "Focus on her," she added, nodding toward Lucy.

Asher was surprised with what she said, but didn't really have time to think it through, as with Lucy's tight pussy gliding over his shaft, pleasure was overwhelming him, shutting down all other thinking processes.

He turned back toward Lucy, leaning down to kiss her lips again, but she turned her head to the side. "Wait!" she gasped, wrapping her legs around his hips, stopping his thrusts.

"Are you okay?" Asher asked.

"Yeah. Yeah, it's amazing," she panted. "But I need you to speak to me."

Asher looked at her, confused.

"Anything," she said. "I just need to hear your voice," Lucy explained. "It's like my biggest kink. I'll cream on your cock in moments, but please speak. To me. To Elara. To yourself. I don't really care, as long as I can hear your voice."

Asher still stared at her, a little confused, surprised by the request and wondering what she exactly wanted to hear.

"Oh come on," Lucy gasped. "You've certainly dirty talked before. I promise that I'll not get offended by anything if that's the problem."

Asher glanced from Lucy to Elara. "Well, I did, but it was more... coming naturally in the moment," he explained.

"So go with what feels natural for you. When I said that I need to hear your voice, I meant that I need to hear your voice," Lucy said, sounding serious.

"You can call me your tight Asian slut, or tell me how my eyes are amazing. How you love my pink lips, and that you want to make love slowly on the beach at sunset. Speak whatever comes to your mind, okay? Recite a fucking recipe for your fucking favourite meal, if you fucking need to. It would still work for me. I think," Lucy said, giggling.

"Okay," Asher said, chuckling.

Lucy relaxed her legs around him, spreading herself wide and staring up at him with a pleading look. He leaned in and kissed her briefly, then started thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy again--just to ease back into the rhythm, into the moment.

He wondered what he was supposed to say, but his mind was completely blank. He had absolutely nothing coming to mind. The demanding look Lucy was giving him wasn't helping at all.

"Is she tight?" Elara asked.

Asher glanced at her, but she immediately nodded toward Lucy. He smiled, appreciating that Elara was trying to help him, and he turned toward Lucy.

"Yeah, she's tight. Very. But also really wet. It's amazing how her pussy wraps tightly around my cock."

Lucy moaned loudly, then nodded, smiling.

"And she has an amazing body," Asher added, staring into her brown eyes. "Wide hips, plump ass, flat stomach, and those tits. God, those tits, they are--" he stopped abruptly and glanced at Elara, not turning his head toward her, realizing that talking about how perfect Lucy's tits were while his girlfriend with smaller ones was listening could create some issues.

"Yes, she had perfect fucking tits," Elara said. "I have eyes too, Ash. Just continue," she moaned, fingering herself, while rubbing her clit.

He looked at her, wondering if Elara was actually getting off on it. Well, she was watching him fuck another girl while masturbating. He turned his gaze toward Lucy, resuming his thrusts into her tight pussy.

"Is that what it takes to shut those sweet lips of yours?" Asher asked. "A cock, buried deep inside you?"

"I'm giving you the stage," Lucy moaned.

As he needed to speak, he couldn't kiss her, so he leaned back until her tits were bouncing in front of him. "Yes, those tits are fucking amazing," he said, squeezing one of them and flicking his fingers against her nipples.

Lucy moaned, pressing her chest forward.

"Perfect! Round! Soft! Hot!" Asher said, in rhythm with his cock thrusting into Lucy's pussy, his fingers immersing in her firm flesh.

"More!" Lucy gasped.

"Hard little nipples," Asher said, rubbing them between his fingers. "Just begging for attention."

"Oh fuck!" Lucy gasped.

"I would love to push my cock between those tits and fuck them," he said, just letting his thoughts flow.

"Don't you fucking dare!" Lucy groaned. "Not fucking now! Later!" she gasped.

Asher shifted his hand higher, to her chin, and leaning down pulled her into a short kiss. "And you have amazing sweet lips," he said, brushing his lips against hers. "And your pink hair matches you so fucking much. Making you stand out from all people, showing them how special you are."

He was thrusting his cock quickly into her pussy, which was accepting his member, spreading in front of it and wrapping tightly, massaging his whole length. As he stopped focusing so much on whether what he was saying made sense, and stressing over it, the pleasure was building inside him, tension growing in his balls as he chased his own bliss.

"But your hair is nothing compared to your character and energy. That truly makes you special among all."

Lucy moaned loudly, her whole body twitching abruptly as her pussy clamped down around his shaft, but it only lasted for a second before she relaxed.

"I had never met someone so positive. Energetic. Just being around you makes everything seem like less of a problem. Everything seems easier. Better."

Lucy groaned, her pussy tightened around his shaft again, as her legs twitched and her whole body shuddered beneath him.

"Oh, are you close?" Asher asked.

"Don't!" Lucy groaned. "Stop!"

He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear, as he started to pound her faster. "You are coming, aren't you?" he asked, saying whatever came to his mind.

Her pussy was pulsating around his dick, which he quickly thrust in and out of her body.

"I can feel it. Your tight, small pussy orgasming on my dick," he whispered straight into her ear.

"Oh fuck!" Lucy moaned, her whole body trembling, her arms wrapped around his back, mindlessly shifting over his skin. "Fill me!" she gasped.

Asher was thrusting his cock faster, getting closer to his own orgasm. "Is that what you want? For me to come in your tight pussy? To feel my cum inside you? After you already licked my cum out of Elara's pussy? Now take a second load into your body? To feel my cum, coming out of my dick, deep in your pussy, filling you?"

Lucy groaned loudly again, her heat clenching even tighter around him. After a few more thrusts into her tight sheath, Asher felt the pressure in his cock finally snap. He pushed in as deep as he could--just in time for the first shot of cum to explode inside her.

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "So fucking tight..." he muttered, unable to form another word as he emptied himself into her, coming hard in her tight pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, clinging to him as she came with him.

Both of them gasped and moaned, their bodies shaking with release--and even afterward, as they clung to each other, struggling to catch their breath.

When Asher finally came back to his senses, he realized he was lying on top of her, his full weight pressing down. He quickly braced himself with his arms on either side of her, lifting himself slightly.

Lucy's legs relaxed, flopping down on either side of him, but Asher remained in place, with his cock still in her hot pussy, now getting softer after two orgasms.

Lucy was grinning at him, with misty eyes, panting. He kissed her shortly, brushing her pink hair from her forehead before he rose again, hovering over her.

"It wasn't weird? What was I saying?" Asher asked, wondering that as he thought about some of those things he had said, that they sounded really strange.

Lucy kissed his neck. "I don't even remember half of it," she whispered. "Everything while I was coming is just a blur... a messy haze. But what I do remember was perfect."

"It was great, Asher," Elara gasped.

He turned his gaze toward her flushed body, as she lay splayed next to them, her pussy reddened and glistening from her arousal as she panted.

"Had you come masturbating and watching me fuck Lucy?" he asked, surprised.

"I did," Elara gasped. "Don't judge me."

"I don't. It's hot," he said.

Elara rolled her eyes, not answering.

Asher slowly pulled his cock out of Lucy's pussy. Her puffy lips, wet from their connected juices, immediately closed, hiding her clit and pink insides, at the same time trapping his load inside her body.

He stroked his fingers gently along her labia, making Lucy shudder, before he turned and lay down on the bed next to her.

She shifted, resting her head on his shoulder and pressing her body against him, her tits pushed against his arm. Elara rolled until she was on his other side, resting in a similar way on his body.

Lucy patted his muscular chest. "That was cool. So what now?" she asked.

"Sleep?" Asher asked.

Lucy raised her head, looked at him confused, and then shifted on the bed to kneel between his legs.

"What are you doing?" Asher asked.

"Clearly, when your cock is soft, you have some stupid ideas, so I'm fixing that," she said, before leaning down. She licked the whole length of his soft member.

Asher groaned as she wrapped her mouth around his dick, licking her own juices off of him.

Elara kissed his chin. "She's right. Let's not end the night now. I'm wet and ready to take you again," she added, before shifting to kneel next to his legs.

Lucy smiled, immediately shifting to the side, making a spot for Elara between his legs. Both women brought their lips close to his cock, but Lucy grabbed Elara's chin and pulled her into a short kiss.

"Let's make him regret even having this stupid idea," she whispered, and then turned toward Asher's cock, licking his whole length again.

Elara leaned in and licked his shaft the same way on the other side. Both women were lapping at his dick, staring into his eyes, and it was quickly rising again.

"Do I remember right that he likes when we suck his balls?" Lucy asked, smirking.

Elara nodded.

"So what do you choose?" Lucy asked.

Elara didn't reply. Instead, she shifted and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, sucking and teasing it with her tongue. Asher groaned as pleasure surged through his shaft--then groaned again when Lucy took one of his balls into her mouth, rolling it softly with her tongue.

His legs trembled, and he moaned, overwhelmed by the sensations attacking him from both sides. Elara didn't take him any deeper, with Lucy's head partially in the way, but she kept her focus right where it mattered--on the most sensitive part of his cock--while Lucy switched between his balls, licking and sucking them in turn.

It lasted only a moment, but it was blissful all the same. He could've spent hours lying there, being pleasured by those two beauties. Or even more--he imagined Ava joining in, sucking on his balls alongside Lucy. And he could kiss Rachel or play with her big tits.

But eventually, Lucy pulled back from his balls, and a moment later, Elara let the head of his cock pop free from her lips, giving it one last lick.

"What's your favorite position?" Lucy asked Elara.

"Hmm... I'm not sure, but I like being on top. Riding him," Elara replied.

"Then hop on. He's ready," Lucy said, nodding toward his cock with a grin.

Elara smirked, then turned toward Asher. She straddled his legs and shifted forward until her pussy pressed against his hard shaft. Grinding her lips along his length, she leaned in and kissed him.

As Asher kissed her back, his hands stroking up and down her back, he felt Lucy shift and sit down on his knees behind Elara. Both of them broke the kiss and looked at the girl now pressed up behind her.

"Fuck, I'm too short," Lucy gasped. Then, instead of sitting, she rose to her knees, adjusting herself behind Elara so she could lean over her shoulder, this time finally reaching it. "Cool," she said, pressing herself against Elara's back.

"I want to be part of it," Lucy murmured. "Let's try like this," she added. Her arms wrapped around Elara--one hand reaching for her tits, the other slipping between her legs. She pinched one of Elara's nipples and stroked her labia at the same time, making the blonde girl moan.

"Cool!" Lucy exclaimed. "Can you ride him when we are like this?"

Elara slowly raised herself on her knees, then lowered, pressing her pussy against his cock again. Lucy followed after her, rising and falling too. "Yeah," she replied. "But not really fast."

"I'll help," Lucy said, reaching down and wrapping her fingers around Asher's cock. She stroked it quickly a few times, then guided it to Elara's pussy.

Elara slowly lowered herself, his cock spreading her folds, pushing into her inch by inch--until she sat on his thighs, his shaft fully buried inside her. Her perky tits heaved with each breath, her flat stomach tightening as her pussy stretched around the base of his cock.

Then Lucy's hand darted between their joined bodies, her fingers stroking Elara's clit while Asher remained deep inside her.

"Do you feel it?" Lucy whispered into Elara's ear. "How his hard cock fills your pussy?"

Elara nodded, rising--his shaft sliding out--before she dropped her hips down, her folds gliding along his length as he disappeared inside her once more.

"Mmm," Lucy hummed. "I loved when his full length spread my folds... stretched my little pussy... hugged every inch of him," she whispered into Elara's ear as the blonde girl kept riding Asher's cock, slowly rising and falling on him.

Lucy kissed her ear, then moved her hands to Elara's tits, squeezing them firmly and pinching her nipples, drawing a moan from her lips.

"Do you want me to rub your clit again?" Lucy asked, her voice low.

"Please," Elara moaned.

Lucy grinned and slid her hand back between Elara's legs, brushing her fingers against the swollen little nub.

Elara groaned, grinding her hips and riding Asher's cock as Lucy stroked her clit.

"You've got really nice tits," Lucy said, groping and fondling the soft mounds on Elara's chest with her other hand. "Asher must be obsessed with them--he can't take his eyes off when they bounce."

Elara glanced at him, and he quickly shifted his gaze from her tits to her face, smiling.

"They're amazing, El," he said, reaching up to fondle one himself, so now both were being played with--one by him and one by Lucy.

"Oh," Elara gasped, still working her hips.

"Were you touching yourself while he was fucking my tight little pussy?" Lucy asked.

"Yeah," Elara panted.

"But now his hard cock is in you. Can you feel how he spreads you?"

"Oh fuck!" Elara gasped, quickening her movements, as Lucy was still stroking her clit.

"Are you getting closer?" Lucy asked. "Quite quickly. And you called me a slut?"

Elara only moaned, leaning forward and resting her hands on Asher's chest, riding him faster. He let go of her tits, shifting his hand lower to her hips, but Lucy--almost lying on Elara's back like a backpack--still pinched her nipples and rubbed her clit.

Lucy's mouth was still by Elara's ear as she talked to her. "Faster, bitch! Ride him faster and come on his hard cock!" Lucy groaned.

Elara moaned and actually managed to quicken her movements, her pussy gliding smoothly over his shaft, sending pleasant tingles all the way to his balls. But Asher wasn't close yet.

Elara's eyes were closed, her face a mix of focus and pleasure as waves of sensation surged through her body.

"Come on your boyfriend's cock, bitch. And then I will take him," Lucy gasped.

Elara's forehead wrinkled, but when Lucy pressed harder on her clit and lowered her lips to Elara's neck, kissing over the hickeys left by Asher, Elara moaned loudly. Her pussy clenched hard.

Her arms gave out, and she collapsed forward, landing on top of Asher. He caught her and slowed her movements as she trembled in his arms, laying her twitching body gently across his chest.

Her lips ended up near his ear, gasping and moaning as she came hard on his cock. But that meant she stopped moving her hips--and while her pussy felt incredibly wrapped tight around him, clenching and pulsing, it wasn't enough to push him over the edge.

Lucy was now lying fully on top of Elara--sandwiching her spasming body between them--as she continued kissing her neck. Asher had the other side of Elara's neck in front of him and decided to kiss her there too, sucking gently on her skin, knowing he was adding new bruises to the ones already there.

"God," Elara finally gasped, her body slowly stopping its twitching as her pussy relaxed around his cock.

"Was it good?" Lucy whispered, still lying on top of her.

"Yeah," Elara breathed, barely able to speak.

"Can I have my turn now?" Lucy asked.

Elara opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Lucy, then almost immediately gave a small nod.

"Cool!" Lucy exclaimed, shifting off Elara's back. The blonde raised her hips, letting Asher's cock slide out of her pussy, then rolled onto her back beside them. She was still breathing heavily from her orgasm, watching Asher and Lucy with slightly squinted eyes, as if half-asleep.

Asher's hard cock stood proudly, slick with Elara's arousal, twitching in the air--missing the warmth of a pussy wrapped around it.

"What's your favorite position?" Asher asked Lucy, repeating the question she'd asked Elara earlier.

Lucy grinned, turned around, got on all fours, and wiggled her naked ass at him. Her puffy pussy lips were even more swollen now, glistening with arousal. Asher moved closer--he had a sudden urge to push his tongue between her folds, but he stopped himself. His cum was still inside her.

Instead, he knelt behind her and positioned his cock at her entrance, pressing the tip between her lips. They parted, stretching around his girth, hugging him tightly. Slowly pushing forward, the head of his cock spread her inner walls until his thighs touched her juicy ass.

Her ass wasn't as firm as Elara's or Ava's--softer, with a bit more fat on it. Asher still enjoyed the feel of it in his hands, but if he had to choose, he liked Elara's better. Or maybe Ava's. He hadn't made up his mind yet.

He pulled his cock halfway out, then thrust his hips forward, grabbing Lucy's hips to hold her in place until his thighs slapped against her ass. A groan escaped his lips as her pussy massaged his length tightly. His tip pressed deep into her hot body, as her folds stretched around the base of his cock.

"Oh fuck," Lucy gasped. "Grab my hair!"

"What? Won't that hurt?" Asher asked, his cock massaged by her tight insides as he stared at her plump ass. He'd seen it in porn plenty of times but always figured it was just for the viewers--that the actress was pretending to enjoy it, like everything else in those movies.

"Maybe I like it a little painful," Lucy replied.

Still unsure of himself, but wanting to give her what she wanted, Asher caught her hair in his grip but didn't manage to pull before she stopped him.

"Not there--closer to my head," Lucy explained. "And don't pull like you're trying to rip it out--just like you want to tilt my head back."

He adjusted his grip, gathering her long pink hair into his palm, his fingers brushing against her scalp. Then he pulled back gently, not using much force--just enough to tilt her head back until her spine arched, her ass pressed into him, and her face turned up toward the ceiling.

"Oh yeah!" Lucy gasped. "Pound my tight pussy now!"

With one hand tangled in her hair and the other gripping her hip, Asher pulled back--his cock almost slipping out of her pussy--then slammed forward in a quick, hard thrust, loving the way she spread around him.

"Oh fuck!" Lucy cried out.

He repeated the movement, starting to fuck her with hard, steady thrusts, still holding her hair and tilting her head back so her moans spilled freely into the air.

At first, it seemed like she was trying to say something, but it quickly dissolved into moans and gasps--sometimes just single words, sometimes just broken sounds.

He shifted his hand to her jiggling ass and squeezed one cheek.

"More!" Lucy managed to moan.

Asher started thrusting even faster, trying not to yank too hard on her pink hair--but with how fast she was moving, it was difficult. Still, her moans reassured him she was loving it.

Lucy began moving on her own, rocking forward and then slamming back, her ass smacking against him, his cock driving deep into her, pleasure tingling along his shaft and building pressure in his balls.

Her tight pussy spread around him, taking his whole length as he groped her ass, her soft flesh spilling in the palm of his hand. Even the way her back arched looked incredible, especially with her head tilted back in his grip, her moans and gasps filling the air constantly.

He let go completely, fucking her as hard and fast as he could, his thighs slapping against her ass as he towered over her slim body. The pleasure was rising fast--like a wave swelling inside him, unstoppable.

Every time he buried himself in her, her pussy clamped down on his cock--tight and wet, hugging him like it was made just for him. It wasn't just good--it was fucking perfect.

Each thrust felt better than the last, dragging him closer and closer to the edge. The way she squeezed around him--hot, slick, pulsing--drove him insane.

"I'm coming!" Lucy screamed suddenly, between gasps and broken moans, first reaching the desired bliss. At the same time, her arms gave out, and she collapsed forward, her face hitting the bed. Asher was glad they weren't doing this on the floor--she could've seriously hurt herself. But that thought vanished almost instantly, washed away by the pleasure overtaking him.

He followed her down, her trembling body pinned beneath him. He couldn't go as deep like this, couldn't grab her ass or hair, but he planted his hands on both sides of her and kept thrusting, his hips pounding into her soft flesh again and again. Her pussy clung to him--warm, wet, and tight--every thrust sending jolts of pleasure up his spine, feeding the growing pressure in his balls.

When the pressure in him tipped over, he drove in deep and groaned loudly, collapsing forward onto Lucy's trembling body. When the first spurt of his hot cum erupted inside her, Lucy moaned lewdly, and her pussy clenched tightly around him, like it wanted to squeeze every drop of cum out of him.

With his face buried in her pink hair, he caught the sweet scent of strawberries. He snorted, still twitching inside her, riding out the last waves of his orgasm. Even the smell of her shampoo suited her.

After a short moment, Elara shifted, leaned over, and kissed his cheek. "That was hot," she whispered. Asher grinned, turned his head, and met her lips in a short kiss.

His cock was quickly softening but still remained between Lucy's folds until he finally sat up, pulling out of her. Even after getting fucked hard a second time, her pussy lips closed tightly right away--puffed and reddened, still holding his cum inside her.

Lucy turned her head slightly, resting her cheek on the bed and looking up at him. "I liked that you went to town with me. Even after I fell. That was super cool," she whispered.

Asher chuckled and lay down next to her, between her and Elara. Elara cuddled up to his shoulder, while Lucy stayed on her stomach for a moment, looking at them. Asher felt completely spent. He figured there was no way he'd be able to get hard again anytime soon. But with Elara and Lucy... if they really wanted to, they'd probably find a way to change that.

Still, both of them seemed just as satisfied and tired, lying together in silence for a while. Then Lucy finally sat up and, grinning, lay down on his other side--pressing her tits against his arm and resting her head on his chest, opposite Elara.

She stayed there for a moment, warm and quiet, before shifting slightly and tilting her head to look at him.

"What?" he asked, seeing her watching him with that thoughtful expression.

"Don't take this the wrong way," Lucy said. "But... are you, like, very vanilla in bed? And I was pushing you to do things you're not into?"

"Umm..." Asher hesitated. "It's more like... not that I don't like those things or don't want to do them, but it's all pretty new, and I'm just getting comfortable with them," he tried to explain.

"So Elara's the vanilla one, and you didn't do stuff like that with her?" Lucy asked, shifting her head to look at Elara.

"We had sex for the first time a week ago," Elara replied. "That's what he meant--that it's all pretty new. And I wouldn't say I'm vanilla, but we didn't just jump into everything right away. We're still figuring out what we like and don't like. And with him sleeping with other women, exploring, classes at the Academy... we didn't have as much time together to test things out."

Asher looked at her, concerned.

"Didn't you say you've been together for years?" Lucy asked.

"Yeah, but we waited until Asher turned eighteen," Elara explained.

"And that was a week ago?"

"Yeah," Asher and Elara answered at the same time. They both smiled at that.

"Ohhh, so you're just learning," Lucy said. A little frown crossed her face before she suddenly sat up on her knees. "Oh my gods! I have an idea!" she shouted, bouncing on the bed.

"What?" Asher asked.

"I'll teach you! I'll be your sex teacher. Sex tutor? Hmm... I'll come up with a better title later. But I'm gonna make a sex god out of you," Lucy declared, then flopped down next to him, pushing herself on top of him halfway, her face inches from his.

"Please? Can I teach you? Pleeeease?" she asked, pouting.

Asher's gaze shifted to Elara, who was giggling, then back to Lucy, who looked completely serious. Like this wasn't a joke at all and she was serious.

He grunted. "Was something wrong with how we did?"

Lucy shook her head. "No! It was great! But it can always be better. I was super open about what I wanted, but other girls--like Naomi--won't be like that. Well, in her case, it's not even about being shy. She just doesn't know what she wants. But think about it--she has no idea, then you come in and rock her world, fucking her into oblivion, and suddenly she's your second Asian slut, hungry for your cock. Please, please, please let me be your teacher," she repeated, bouncing a little with each "please."

"Okay, okay," Asher said, chuckling. "Sure."

He wasn't exactly sure what Lucy meant by teaching him, but since it would definitely involve more sex with her, he was happy to go along with it. And if she actually managed to teach him something well, that'd be a bonus. Though he had a feeling it might just end with them fucking a lot and not learning all that much.

Lucy squeaked and jumped out of bed.

"Where are you going?" Asher asked.

"Looking for my phone! I need to prepare for teaching," she said, dashing out of the room. She was back almost immediately with her phone in hand.

"I've got training with Maya tomorrow morning. I need to sleep," Elara said.

Lucy looked from her phone to them, back and forth a few times. "Oh... okay. It can wait till tomorrow," she said. "I'm not skipping falling asleep cuddling with you after our first time together," she added, tossing her phone onto the bedside table and jumping back onto the bed, curling up beside Asher, her head on his chest, her fingers tracing lazy symbols on his skin.

She managed to lie still for about three seconds before she squeaked happily and started giggling again.

"What?" Asher asked.

"This is all fucking amazing! Like--come on. Harem. Dungeons. Exploring. You're hot. Elara's hot. That Ava chick is hot. Naomi is my new best friend. I'll learn about dungeons and teach you about sex, and we'll have our own harem house. I don't even know what more I could want right now!" she said, pressing herself tighter against Asher's side and sliding her leg between his.

Then, almost instantly, she lifted her head. "Oh shit--I even forgot! And you're going to upgrade my class! Like, come on!" she added, resting her head back onto his chest.

"Glad you like it," Elara whispered, lying against his other shoulder.

Lucy looked at her, and for a second it seemed like she wanted to say something--but then actually stopped herself. Which surprised Asher a bit. She didn't seem like someone who ever stopped herself. Instead, she reached her hand across his chest and gently squeezed Elara's hand resting there.

"Good night," Lucy said.

Elara smiled, closing her eyes. Asher wrapped his arms around both naked women and closed his eyes too, falling asleep almost instantly after the intense session they'd just had.

--- Ava Black ---

Ava entered her room and quickly closed the door behind her, leaving Asher in the corridor. She took a deep breath, trying to calm down. Lying down on her bed, she felt disappointed that their night with him had already ended.

After all that dancing, with his body so close to hers, after that intimate moment--and then kissing and groping right outside her room--she was aroused. Her pussy was wet and ready for him. Ava wanted to have sex with him, but instead, Asher went off to fuck two other women.

He had invited her, but... she didn't want to intrude on their plans.

At least, that's what she had told him. But she knew the real reason was different. She was afraid Elara and Lucy might say something stupid--like Rachel had. That Ava had a crush on Asher.

Ava rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling.

She had a hard time admitting it even to herself, but now... she was pretty sure Rachel had been right. Ava did have a crush on him.

She groaned and put her hands over her face, frustrated and confused. She had no idea why she felt that way about him. But it was just... so good being around him. Relaxing. Comfortable. When they danced together, their bodies close, and he looked at her like nothing else in the world mattered--only her--it made her feel... happy.

Just his gaze was enough to make her smile. To make her feel delighted.

She wondered what she was supposed to do about it. Would it just pass, the same way it had appeared?

Did she even want it to pass?

Not really. With everything else in her life falling apart, that was the only thing in the last few days that had actually felt good. She wouldn't mind if it lasted longer. Sex was amazing. Spending time with him was great. Even the dancing class--something she'd never thought she'd enjoy--had been fun, but only because he was there.

Ava sighed.

Would it even change anything if they did become a couple?

She groaned again, annoyed with this thought, wondering where it came from. Just a week ago, she had only one dream. One purpose.

And she had achieved it. And it hadn't felt anything like she'd hoped it would. Now, lost in that emptiness, her mind was filled with thoughts of him. Of Asher. The obsession she once had about beating her brother--now that it was gone--had been replaced by him.

She didn't know what to do with all those thoughts and feelings. Did she really want to be his girlfriend? Did she want him as her boyfriend?

Why was she even thinking about that?

It was nice. Being with him. Spending time together. Having sex. Not just because of the boosts to her class, but because... it felt good. And she liked making him feel good too. Something about giving him pleasure was... exciting. And they didn't need to be a couple to do those things.

Still... for some stupid reason she couldn't name or explain, doing those things as his girlfriend sounded even better.

As she thought about all of this, a realization hit her: this could be her new goal. Her new plan. Something to fill the void she'd been feeling ever since beating Thomas. And as Asher had said, her next goal should make her happy along the way, not only when she reached it.

Well, having sex with Asher would definitely make her happy along the way.

The decision was made. That was her new goal. She would steer things between them toward becoming a real couple.

And like with every goal, there were obstacles.

First, he already had a girlfriend. And even if Elara was technically okay with it all, it was clear she wasn't really fine. Ava had ignored that before... but now, Elara was a variable she couldn't ignore.

Ava wondered if she herself would have a problem with Asher not being only hers. After all, that was normal, one man, one woman. But Ava didn't really care about what was normal. She never wanted to be normal. She wanted to be exceptional. She wanted to be the best. And she had long accepted that others wouldn't understand her in the pursuit of her goals.

She knew what she was getting into. She didn't mind that he was with other women. She wasn't jealous that Asher was currently fucking Elara and Lucy.

She was just disappointed.

Disappointed that he wasn't fucking her. Disappointed that she wasn't there, that she hadn't joined them. But that had been her decision. She needed time to think through everything happening in her mind.

Ava would have to plan carefully how to handle Elara.

But there was an even bigger problem.

How the fuck was she supposed to push her relationship with Asher in the direction she wanted?

Should she just ask him?

Ava grimaced. That might've worked if he were single. But now, with him already sleeping with multiple women daily, it was more complicated. He might not be so quick to say yes.

No. Ava needed a long-term plan.

She needed steps. A strategy. A path to reach her new goal.

She reached for her phone and opened a new note.

"Project Boyfriend."

--- Naomi Tanaka ---

Naomi picked up the books from the library table. After their exploration, she'd spent the next few hours studying, but it was getting late--and harder to focus. Eventually, she gave up and decided to return to her room.

As she packed her backpack, her thoughts drifted to Sam. Naomi hoped she'd find her there, lying on the bed, just scrolling on her phone. Sam had already gone to the party the day before. That should've been enough... right?

Then Naomi's mind wandered to Asher. Was he still out with Ava? Or maybe already back with Elara and Lucy. Having sex.

After that, Naomi would be the only one in his harem who hadn't done anything more than kissing. Even Sam had pushed things further.

But Naomi wasn't ready for more than that.

They had only met a few days ago. She couldn't understand how the others could be so casual about it. Lucy had known him for barely a day. Then again... for Lucy, it wasn't her first time. For Naomi, it would be.

And Naomi didn't want her first time to be with someone she barely knew. She wanted to wait--for something more than just sex. A few dates, maybe more. A proper moment. A connection. She needed to be sure the guy she gave herself to wouldn't just sleep with her and move on--but wanted something more, like she did.

It was already complicated enough. But with Asher--and his harem--it was on another level. Whatever was at the moment between them was because of sex. Was about upgrades to his and her class. But was there more behind it?

She didn't know. They'd only been on one date. And yes--it had been nice. But aside from that, they hadn't spent much time together. Sure, they kissed. A lot. But they hadn't really talked. Hadn't gotten to know each other in the ways Naomi wanted.

In the ways Naomi needed, if she was ever going to be ready for anything more than kissing.

At least Asher was respecting her slower pace and didn't pressure her. But it was obvious that he wanted more.

Was he just being patient? Waiting for her to give in? Was that all it was? And then what--would he get bored and move on? No, he would still need her for his class. But was there something more behind all of this? Was he really interested in her, as a person, or was she just another woman to score? Another woman to help him upgrade his class?

She didn't know. For now, all she could do was wait. Wait to see if he'd ask her on another date. Wait to see if he'd want to spend time with her--not just to gain experience, but to talk and connect.

Then maybe... maybe she'd feel ready. Maybe she'd want to give him her first time.

She was worried he might get tired of waiting. Especially with all these women throwing themselves at him. But if he did get bored just because she took her time, then... she'd know she made the right decision. That he was only after sex.

Joining his harem had been... a radical choice. One she wasn't sure was right. But in Sam's situation, it might be the only thing that could actually help her. Or at least one she had agreed to.

Unfortunately, Sam had been more focused on pushing Naomi toward Asher than getting closer to him herself. Naomi had hoped it would be the opposite.

Still, she hadn't given up. She hoped Sam would come around--would open up. Get more involved with Asher, with the team, with the exploring. With anything that could distract her.

And Naomi... maybe she could find something for herself too.

But she had already made her decision--she wouldn't sleep with Asher until there were emotions between them. Real ones. Not just lust. Not necessarily love, but... something.

Naomi blinked and realized she was still sitting at the library table, procrastinating. She grabbed her backpack and headed for the room.

Making a decision wasn't the hard part. Sticking to it was.

Waiting patiently while others got closer to him--physically and emotionally--wasn't easy. But Naomi didn't want to get closer through sex. She wanted something else to bring them together.

She wasn't really jealous of him sleeping with other women. As long as, within that harem, there was still space for her. As long as there could be feelings between them. As long as he treated her well, gave her attention--she believed she could be okay being part of it.

And... she knew it was kind of stupid. She snorted. It was straightforward fucked up.

But deep down, those thoughts wouldn't go away.

She'd never had a family. And if this group somehow stayed together... if they got closer... it could be something like one. A weird, unconventional, messy sort of family.

Naomi would finally have a place where she belonged. A group of people around her, that hopefully cared about her, and each other. Something she hadn't had for a long part of her life, and then only had one person like that--Sam.

Sam, who lately had too much of her own problems, and Naomi was overwhelmed with all of it.

She opened the door to her room and stepped inside. One look at Sam lying on the bed was enough.

Naomi dropped her backpack with a sigh, as all her worries and thoughts were pushed aside when she realized that Sam had done it again.

"Nami!" Sam exclaimed, suddenly sitting up with a wide grin. "You're finally back! I was waiting for you!" She jumped off the bed and rushed toward Naomi.

"Sam!" Naomi shouted, stomping her foot and clenching her fists.

Sam scooped Naomi up in a hug and spun her around, giggling uncontrollably.

"Let me go!" Naomi yelled, swatting at Sam's arms.

Then she squeaked--realizing too late that telling Sam to do it in her state might not have been the smartest idea. Because Sam let go. Immediately.

Fortunately, Naomi landed on the bed, gasping as the air was knocked from her lungs. She stared at Sam, stunned that her friend had just thrown her across the room. But she knew Sam wasn't really thinking straight right now.

Sam bounced forward again, grabbed Naomi's hand, and tugged. "Stop lying, Naomi! The day's short!" she said, trying to pull her to her feet.

Naomi yanked her hands free. "No!" she shouted. "You're high again!"

"Ohhhhhh, yeah, I'm high again," Sam said, flopping onto Naomi's bed with exaggerated drama. She lay there for a single second--then rolled off, hit the floor, and popped back up with wild energy. "And it's fucking amazing!"

"No, it's not!" Naomi snapped. "Where did you get Nabuk?"

"From the party yesterday. Duh," Sam replied, plopping down in the middle of the room before lying back and grinning up at the ceiling.

"Of course!" Naomi shouted. "You promised you didn't get any!" She slowly moved toward the door and locked it behind her back.

"I lied. And you believed me," Sam said, breaking into giggles. "You're so gullible," she added, glancing at Naomi upside down.

Naomi walked over to Sam's nightstand and picked up her key.

"What've you been up to the past few hours?" Sam asked, still sprawled on the floor. "Did you finally fuck Asher? Does he have a big cock? Oh, wait! I sucked him off today. He came in under a minute!" she exclaimed, bursting into hysterical laughter again.

Naomi moved to her bed and pushed both keys under the mattress, then sat down on them, looking at her laughing friend. It wasn't the first time she had to make sure Sam, in a state like this, couldn't leave the room. Last time it was back at Sam's house--but clearly, nothing had changed since coming to the Academy.

"Oh, that's an amazing idea!" Sam exclaimed, suddenly sitting up. "I need sex! Oh god, do you know how long it's been since I had sex while high? It's fucking incredible! You should try it," she said.

Sam stood up, then gasped and turned to Naomi. "You're still a virgin. Can you imagine? Losing your virginity while high? You'd never enjoy sex that much again."

"Like with everything, Sam," Naomi replied. "But then you'd have to learn to enjoy life sober."

Sam paused, staring at Naomi like something had managed to pierce through the haze in her drugged-up brain. But it lasted only a second.

"Well, your loss," she said, heading for the door. "Do you know where he is?"

"He's not at the Academy. Remember? He went out with Ava."

"What?!" Sam shouted, yanking the handle--but the door was closed.

"Yeah," Naomi said.

"Where?"

"I have no clue."

"Then we need to find out!" Sam exclaimed. "That would be a hunt!" she added, flashing Naomi a wild grin before turning back to the door and trying it again. "Oh, it's locked," she said. Then tried it again anyway.

Naomi just watched as Sam tugged at the handle a few more times. She was furious. Sam had lied to her. Again. She had taken those fucking drugs. Again. But deep down, Naomi knew how this would go. Sam would regret it in the morning. They'd have another hard talk. Again. And again. It was always the same. Like a loop she couldn't escape.

She couldn't even count how many times they'd had that talk--ever since Sam realized she had a problem. And still, she hadn't stopped.

"It's locked," Sam said again, finally looking at Naomi.

Naomi just sat there, trying to hold back tears, overwhelmed by all the emotions.

"I have a key!" Sam suddenly shouted, rushing to her nightstand. She threw everything off it onto the floor. Then she emptied her chest, clothes flying everywhere. Finally, she plopped down in the middle of the mess and started taking everything out of her explorer bag.

"Maybe we'll look for it in the morning," Naomi suggested.

"But I'm horny now! And you know I'm not into girls," Sam said. Then she sprawled out on the floor between their beds. "You're hot, don't think you're not. There's a reason Morgana was bothering you so much. She was a jealous bitch. But yeah--unless you suddenly grew a cock, then thanks, but no."

"I lost my key," Naomi lied. "And you lost yours. So we don't have a choice. We have to stay here."

Sam pouted. "But I'm horny! I sucked Asher's cock and he didn't even make me come. That's so unfair! Your perfect boyfriend isn't so perfect after all. Maybe he can't even make a girl come. Did he make you come?" she asked.

"He's not my boyfriend. And you know I'm not sleeping with him," Naomi said quietly.

"Yeah, but he fucks other women. He's probably pounding some slut right now, and we're stuck here missing out. Come on, let's find the key!"

Naomi buried her face in her hands as tears streamed down her cheeks. She was so tired of this--of Sam doing the same thing over and over. She wanted to help her, but she had no idea how. Nothing ever seemed to work.

She'd hoped that exploring and studying at the Academy would be a good distraction. That maybe even this whole weird harem thing could help somehow. But Sam didn't want to be part of it. She just kept things friendly with Asher... and then got high again.

Suddenly, Sam jumped onto the bed beside her and wrapped her arms around her. "Don't cry, Nami. Life is so good. It's amazing. You just need to relax," she said, hugging her smaller friend tightly against her.

Naomi only nodded, crying, overwhelmed by everything.

Sam started rocking them both on the bed, still hugging her and babbling nonsense, trying to cheer her up, going on and on about how the world was amazing, how life was amazing.

But Naomi knew that when morning came, Sam wouldn't see all those colors in her life. She'd be depressed again, complaining about how gray and miserable everything felt when she was sober.

"Oh, I know!" Sam suddenly exclaimed, jumping off the bed.

Naomi shifted to the edge, already knowing what brilliant idea Sam had come up with. It wasn't the first time she'd been crying while Sam was high, and this was the usual solution her friend's drugged brain offered.

She watched as Sam pulled her bed away from the wall and picked up a small plastic bag taped behind it. Naomi wasn't even surprised. After she'd once gone through Sam's explorer bag, Sam started hiding her drugs in different spots. Naomi had felt like a prison guard more times than she could count.

"Here, take some Nabuk!" Sam beamed. "You'll feel better right away! And we can have some fun. Maybe we'll even find that key and go after Asher!" she added, handing Naomi the plastic bag.

Naomi took it from her, letting the pills spill into her palm. There were seven left. She wondered how many Sam had already taken.

"Okay," Naomi said, standing up.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked.

"Sam, you know I need water to swallow pills. And I have a hard time swallowing after this one time when an antibiotic stuck in my throat and I was choking."

"Oh yeah, yeah, I remember," Sam said, nodding quickly. "Asher is going to have an unpleasant surprise," she added with a giggle, flopping back on the bed as Naomi walked to their shared bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Naomi leaned back against the door and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. It was going to be a long night before Sam would finally pass out from exhaustion.

She looked down at the pills in her hand. There was an easy way to deal with Sam. Naomi didn't like it. But maybe... maybe she was too tired to spend half the night enduring drugged-up Sam.

Naomi turned on the tap and tossed all the pills into the toilet. Then she moved to Sam's bag--the one where she kept her cosmetics and her meds. Naomi pulled out a pill bottle and stared at it for a moment, wondering if she really wanted to go through with it.

It would make everything easier. And she knew Sam wouldn't be mad. They'd talked about it before. Naomi had done it before. But every time, it still felt wrong.

Still, with tears in her eyes, she took out two sleeping pills and put the bottle back in Sam's bag. Sam had been prescribed them when she was struggling with insomnia--usually during Nabuk withdrawals when she couldn't get her fix.

Naomi had learned that this was the fastest and easiest way to make sure Sam would fall asleep. And after checking with Sam's doctor, she knew it was safe.

She walked back to the sink, washed her face, turned off the tap, and dried herself off. Then she looked at her reflection and forced a smile.

It was fake. Completely fake. But Sam, in her current state, wouldn't be able to tell.

Naomi took a deep breath and walked back into their shared room, where Sam was once again lying on the floor.

"Girl!" Naomi exclaimed. "You won't believe it!"

"What?!" Sam asked, sitting up instantly.

"I found candy in the bathroom! Fucking candy! Did you leave it there?" she asked, holding up the pills in her hand.

"No. Let me try it," Sam said, taking one pill from Naomi's hand and tossing it into her mouth.

Naomi nearly broke character, tears threatening to spill again as she watched what Nabuk had done to Sam--how it made her reckless, impulsive, unable to think straight. But she still had her part to play.

"Was it tasty?" Naomi asked with a forced giggle.

"Oh, I don't know. I don't have swallowing problems like you do," Sam replied, giggling back.

"Oh, really?" Naomi said. "Want to prove it with this one?" she asked, showing Sam the second pill.

The redhead took it and popped it into her mouth without hesitation. "Easy peasy. Now, let's go and have some fun," Sam said as she walked to the door, trying the handle. "Oh, right. The key. I forgot," she muttered, heading back to her nightstand.

"Can we cuddle for a bit?" Naomi asked.

"Oh, you know I'm not into girls," Sam said, lying on the floor and checking under the bed for the key.

"Like friends, Sam. You're my best friend, right?"

"Of course, Nami," Sam replied, sitting up.

"Do best friends cuddle?"

"Oh yeah!"

Naomi lay on her bed, watching as Sam jumped to her feet and then flopped down beside her.

"But keep your hands to yourself, Nami," Sam said with a grin.

"You know I will," Naomi replied softly, pulling Sam's head to her chest and gently stroking her hair.

"I thought so, but then you and Lucy had your fun," Sam said, looking into Naomi's eyes. "Maybe you discovered something new about yourself."

Naomi only sighed, holding her friend close.

"But you know what?" Sam added. "I'm your best friend, so if you want to explore, feel free. My body is yours--you can touch me as much as you want. Some say I've got nice tits," she said, squeezing her chest through her shirt. "You might like them too."

"Okay," Naomi replied softly. "But you know I want to go slow. Can you do that for me?"

"Oh, of course, Nami. Anything," Sam said.

Naomi nodded slowly, barely holding back her tears. She knew Sam meant it. Sam would do anything for her--except one thing. The only thing she couldn't do was stop taking drugs.

Naomi smiled, looking into her friend's eyes. "Let me explore your body slowly, okay?"

"Of course," Sam replied with a nod.

"And... can you maybe close your eyes? So I won't be so nervous?"

Sam shut her eyes obediently. "Do you want me to get naked?"

"No. I'll go slowly. I'll take off your clothes when the time's right. Okay?"

That part was new, but Naomi had learned to go along with whatever helped get Sam into bed and lying still--just for a few minutes, until the meds kicked in.

"Of course. Anything for you," Sam mumbled, eyes still closed.

Naomi stroked her hair. When Sam stayed quiet, Naomi knew the pills were starting to work--but she waited a few more minutes just to be sure.

When Sam was finally out cold--after two sleeping pills, nothing would wake her for hours--Naomi dropped the smile from her face. Moments later, the tears came.

She held Sam close, gently brushing her hair, crying silently. She felt helpless. She was doing everything she could... and none of it was enough.

Naomi cried until she drifted off to sleep herself, knowing this was only the first part.

The second--when morning came--was going to be even worse.

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A bit sad part at the end of the chapter, but I hope you still liked it. Thanks for reading and all the support!