My Taboo Harem System

Chapter 104: Not Every Hero Wears Clothes

Denzel almost trembled in excitement as he heard Sarah give him the go-ahead.

’No, no, don’t just rush into it, you idiot,’ he called out to himself inwardly.

’I have to act. I have to act upright. I’m already playing the part of a virgin....so I need to make sure that it’s quite believable before she can interpret my lust full behavior and find out that I’m lying.’

And so he acted concerned, his expression shifting to a bit of uneasiness.

"Squeeze your breasts? That’s...umm..

A-Are you sure about that?" Denzel said to her.

Sarah shrugged, as though she was amazed by how pussy she felt Denzel to be. This was all according to his plan ofcourse.

"Ah, don’t bother yourself. They’re just breasts. Besides, you don’t need to worry. I’m gay, so there’s absolutely no feelings attached. I’m just...helping you out."

On hearing this, Denzel thought inwardly.

’Hmm...is that so? I suppose not every hero wears clothes...hehe.’

Then Denzel asked.

"But what about Antonia? Isn’t she your girlfri—"

Sarah immediately cut him off.

"Damn it, Denzel. Aren’t you supposed to be a virgin? I’ve never heard of a virgin whining so hard about touching breasts."

She rolled her eyes at him.

"Just get on with it....it’s a dare, so you either do it or we get the jug."

Denzel smiled, unable to hold back his lustful hunger and thoughts.

’I feel like a fucking genius. Maybe I should play more of the deception game...it does seem that I’m quite good at it.’ he thought inwardly.

As he thought this, his hands moved closer to her breasts as though they were golden eggs that had been offered up to him.

And upon reaching it-

"Yield." he muttered.

At that exact moment, the familiar chime of the system sounded.

[Activation phrase has been used.]

[Skill is now in use.]

Denzel’s hands moved, about cupping around Sarah’s breasts.

Sarah’s cheeks reddened slightly, but she quickly flicked the feeling away, restraining her gaze at Denzel as she expected some sort of unusal reaction.

She wasn’t attracted to Denzel. This was just a way of having fun.

At least, that’s what she thought.

But the moment Denzel’s hands held her breasts, she felt a slight tingle run through her body.

It was faint at first, and she managed to control herself, being the adult that she was.

She assumed it was something normal.

Up until Denzel gave her breasts a generous hard squeeze.

"Mm~!"

The instant he did, a loud moan thundered out of her mouth, and her hand immediately shot up to cover her mouth.

But Denzel didn’t take that as an opportunity to stop.

He squeezed her voluminous breasts again.

And he continued, caressing her softness in a smooth circular motion, feeling their shape in his palms as he continued to squeeze and physically manhandle them.

’Ah, these are as big as an ostrich’s egg.’ he thought.

He could feel the softness beneath his hands, the yielding texture, the warmth.

And as he continued squeezing her surplus texture, right then he was instantly shocked as a slight warm liquid splashed onto his palms. Denzel paused.

"What the—?" Denzel muttered, however, he cut his speech as his eyes landed on the feint wetness which surrounded the middle section of each of her breasts.

’She’s leaking milk...so that means that... She’s a mother. That’s entirely surprising.’

Denzel’s thoughts continued as he recommened his fondling on her plush breasts.

’But she’s a lesbian, so that doesn’t exactly make any sense. Or am I just seeing things? Then again, I’ve seen and felt milk with mum, so I’m most definitely sure she’s a mother.’ he thought as he continued.

Finally, he glanced up, and he saw that Sarah was still covering part of her lips. However, her cheeks were burning hot at this point, and her expression looked completely stunned as he thoughts raged within her.

’What’s going on with my body? This... this is a man. A man is touching me and I’m actually pouring out my milk... I’ve never felt this way in my entire life to a man. So why? Why am I feeling like this now?’

Denzel tilted his head, redisplaying his innocence to Sarah once more.

"Am I... am I doing something wrong? Should I stop?"

The question was almost rhetorical. Deep down, he already knew what her answer would be.

Sarah quickly shook her head.

"N-No... you’re not doing anything w-w-rong." she mumbled.

"What was that? I didn’t catch that." Denzel asked.

"I... I said you’re not doing anything wrong." she repeated, her voice trembling slightly as the pleasure coursed through her.

Denzel’s gaze drifted toward her clothing.

"Ah... these clothes are such an obstruction. Let me help you with that... so that I can squeeze your breasts properly."

Reaching forward, he grabbed the bottom hem of her clothes and slowly pulled it upward.

As the fabric rose, more of her figure was revealed beneath the milk soaked towel-like undergarment she had wrapped around her watermelon sized breasts.

Denzel grabbed hold of the cloth and yanked it down with a single motion, and instantly, her breasts were exposed, show casing her already swollen pink areolas which dripped a tad drops of milk to the bottom of the closet.

"Ah... look at this. You’re dripping milk like a horny whore Sarah...let me just wipe that off." Denzel muttered as he sensually ran his finger up and around Sarah’s swollen nipples, sprouting out more breast milk as he progresed.

’Mmm...her breast secretion is so sexy...It reminds me of when I was suckling on mum...hehe.’

Then his attention shifted back to her.

’I should treat this just like I treated Maria.’ he thought.

The pleasure continued to build in Sarah as he continued to massage her big tits until, suddenly, her legs began to tremble.

At first it was subtle.

Then the trembling grew more noticeable as a thunderous scream, muffled by her hand, cried out.

"Ohhhhh!!~~♡♡"

Instantly, her pussy clenched tightly and in a moment, she flooded her laps and the closet floor with her love juices.

’Huh? Did she just... finish from my simple touch? Goddamn! But I’m just getting started.’