My Netori Life With System: Stealing Milfs And Virgins

Chapter 324: 324. My Meat-Rod Is Still Massive As Ever! Which Means... More Rounds!**

The studio had become a pressure cooker of raw, unbridled carnality. The air was no longer just hot; it was electric, vibrating with the frantic, heavy rhythm of Mike’s assault. He was no longer just a man; he was a force of pure, muscular momentum, a titan of flesh driving Haruka toward a total sensory collapse.

His thrusts had reached a fever pitch of violent, rhythmic intensity. He was no longer just lifting her; he was slamming her against his pelvis with a ferocity that sounded like a heartbeat echoing through the entire room.

THWACK! SLAP! SQUELCH! THWACK!

"AHHHHH! MIKE! PLEASE! IT’S TOO MUCH! YOU’RE GOING TO BREAK ME! AHHHHH!" Haruka’s voice had transcended screaming; it was a primal, melodic wail of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.

Her head was tossed back, her neck arched in a beautiful, strained line, and her eyes rolled so far back that only the whites were visible. She was lost in the sensation of being impaled by a god, her entire nervous system firing in a chaotic, beautiful frenzy.

Mike’s eyes were dark, almost black with the sheer intensity of his lust. He could feel the internal walls of Haruka’s pussy clenching around him in desperate, rhythmic convulsions, milking his massive, engorged shaft with a ferocity that was driving him to the brink of madness.

The friction was immense, a searing, wet heat that felt like it was melting him from the inside out.

"HOLD ON, HARUKA! HOLD ON! HERE IT COMES! THE BIG ONE!" Mike roared, his voice a guttural, thunderous command that seemed to shake the very bones of the women.

He felt the tectonic shift in his core. The pressure was unbearable, a volcanic buildup of masculine essence that was about to erupt with catastrophic force.

His entire body locked, his muscles corded like steel cables under his tan skin, and his back arched with a violent, primal spasm.

"OH GOD! MIKE! AHHHHHHHH!" Haruka shrieked as she felt the sudden, massive change in his rhythm.

SPLURT! SCHLICK! SPLURT! SHHHHHHHHHHHH!

It was an explosion. A massive, hot, and violent deluge of semen erupted from the tip of his massive cock, blasting into Haruka’s womb with the force of a tidal wave.

He wasn’t just cumming; he was unloading a heavy, thick torrent of life into her, the sheer volume of it making her abdomen visibly swell with the sudden influx of heat.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Haruka’s scream was a long, piercing, soul-shattering wail that finally broke into a series of frantic, breathless gasps as the sheer magnitude of the sensation overwhelmed her brain.

Her body shuddered in violent, uncontrollable tremors, her legs tightening around his waist in a desperate, instinctive grip.

Mike’s entire body convulsed, his hips jerking forward in a series of rapid, powerful thrusts that ensured every single drop of his massive release was driven as deep as possible. He let out a long, guttural, animalistic groan that sounded like it came from the very depths of the earth.

"FUUUUUUUUCK... YES... AHHHHH!"

As the final, pulsing waves of his climax subsided, Mike didn’t pull away. His massive, hung cock remained buried deep within her, still thick, still pulsing, and still incredibly hard.

The sheer size of him meant that even in the afterglow, he remained a heavy, intimidating presence inside her, a monument to his dominance.

The room fell into a heavy, ringing silence, broken only by the frantic, ragged gasps of the three lovers and the wet, heavy sound of Haruka’s body twitching against his.

"Look at her..." Ellie whispered, her voice trembling with awe as she leaned in, watching the way Haruka’s body slumped against Mike, completely spent and utterly conquered. "You really did it, Mike... you absolutely destroyed her..."

Mike let out a heavy, triumphant huff of breath, his forehead resting against Haruka’s sweaty shoulder. He was a conqueror, and as he felt the warmth of his seed settling deep inside her, he knew he had achieved total, absolute victory.

The studio was silent, but the air was still thick with the heavy, intoxicating scent of their shared, violent ecstasy.

The silence that followed Mike’s massive release was not one of exhaustion but of a heavy, pregnant tension, the kind of quiet that exists right before a storm breaks again. Mike lay there for a moment, his chest heaving, the sweat from his muscular torso dripping onto the sheets.

But as the initial tremors of his climax faded, a new, even more primal sensation began to stir in his loins.

His massive, dark cock, which had just unloaded a torrential amount of seed, didn’t soften. Instead, it began to throb with a renewed, aggressive life of its own.

It grew even larger, the veins standing out like thick cords under the skin, pulsing with a hunger that seemed bottomless.

With a low, guttural grunt, Mike gripped Haruka’s hips and pulled himself out of her.

SCHLICK... PLOP!

The sound of his massive shaft sliding out of her slick, overfilled pussy was loud and wet, followed by the heavy splat of excess semen dripping from the junction of their bodies onto the mattress.

Haruka let out a long, shaky moan, her legs trembling as they finally fell to the sides, her core feeling wide, hollow, and desperately aching for the return of his weight.

Mike sat up, his muscular back rippling as he stretched. He looked down at his cock, which was standing tall and proud, glistening with a mixture of his cream and her juices, twitching as if it had a mind of its own. Then, he looked at the two women.

The transformation was unmistakable. As he locked eyes with Ellie and Haruka, he saw it: the unmistakable, glowing sign of total, obsessive lust.

Their eyes weren’t just glazed; the pupils had shifted, morphing into vibrant, pulsing heart symbols that shimmered with an unnatural, magical intensity. They weren’t just horny; they were completely possessed by him.

"You think that was the end?" Mike’s voice was a deep, predatory rumble that sent a fresh wave of heat through their bodies.

He raised both of his massive, muscular arms toward the ceiling, a gesture of absolute dominance and a declaration of war against their stamina. "Look at me! We aren’t stopping!"

"We’re going to do this for hours!"

"We’re going to fuck until the sun comes up and the world forgets we exist!"

"YES! YES, MIKE! PLEASE!" Ellie screamed, her heart-shaped eyes widening as she crawled toward him, her hands reaching for his thighs. "More! We need more! Don’t ever let us rest!"

"Aah... more... more Mike..." Haruka whimpered, her voice a melodic, desperate plea.

Her heart-shaped eyes were fixed on his pulsing shaft, her mouth hanging open in anticipation. "Fill us up again... break us again... AHHHH!"

Mike didn’t waste a second. The hunger in his eyes matched theirs.

He reached out, grabbing Ellie by the waist and pulling her toward him, while simultaneously hooking an arm around Haruka to drag her back into the fray.

GRUNT... SLAP... SQUELCH!

He slammed back into Ellie with a sudden, violent lunge, the impact so hard it made the bed frame groan.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Ellie’s scream was a high-pitched explosion of joy. The moment he entered her, the friction of his massive, hungry cock sent a jolt of electricity through her entire being.

"Round two!" Mike roared, his muscles bulging as he began a new, even more ferocious cadence. "We’re just getting started!"

"SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!"

The studio was once again filled with the deafening, rhythmic sounds of carnal madness. The wet, slapping noises of skin hitting skin; the frantic, high-pitched screams of Ellie; the desperate, breathless moans of Haruka as she pressed her body against Mike’s side; and the deep, triumphant grunts of the man who was about to conquer them both for eternity.

The heart-shaped eyes of the women glowed brighter with every thrust, a visual testament to the endless, unquenchable fire Mike had ignited within them. The marathon of lust had truly begun.