All Chapters of Ultimate Charm System: Chapter 151
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The camera flashed at us as we froze in place. I could feel my heart beating in my own ears.However, Audrey only needed a few seconds to brush it off before she started bouncing on my lap like a fan aggressively cheering on her team."Go Astras!!! You can do it!!" she cheered, using it as an excuse to bounce harder, her ass cheeks swallowing the length of my cock, her drenched pussy lips coating it even more with her hot, living fluids.I could feel the wetness of it all soaking into my boxers, making both my thighs slick and slimy."Oh... we’re cuming, boys!!!" Audrey shouted louder, almost shrieking. "Yes... that’s it!! Oh, hell yeah!! I love this team so much!! I think I’m getting addicted!!"I knew it wasn’t about the team.I could tell from the sheer amount of juices splashing against me that she had just reached an orgasm while bouncing over me. My penis must’ve been teasing her nude clit and sensitive labia just right to
151. Human face seat
From just standing before me, it almost felt like my mind stopped working entirely in front of the sexy demon, like I’d been reduced to some mindless toy for her amusement. All my body could focus on was doing whatever she told me.“Listen up, puny human. I can only stop time like this for an hour. You understand what that means, don’tcha?”I shook my head as best as I could in the little space I had between her pelvis.“It means you’ll be my damn slave for an hour!” The moment those rasping words left her mouth, something strange happened.From the thick crimson aura surrounding us, chains began to grow out of nowhere. One second I was staring in shock, the next my hands were cuffed and stretched out to my sides. The position wasn’t comfortable, but I couldn’t even budge.“What good is a slave if not a seat for their master?” the demon giggled, clearly amused. “My ass deserves to be worshipped. It deserves a man’s face underneath it for
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The damn demon had told me there were still a few minutes before time would resume—only for it to snap back ten seconds later.I regretted not even having the chance to talk to her, to ask the questions I actually needed answers to. But, well… she was just horny and wanted to use me, to grind herself against my face before vanishing.Now I was stuck in a stadium packed with people, unbearably horny from her touch, my cock still buried balls-deep inside Audrey.I couldn’t hold back much longer. Just one thrust, the heat of her walls around me, and the familiar churning in my balls told me it was happening—I erupted inside her, flooding her womb with my seed.She felt it too, my cum filling her, but there was nothing she could do, trying to stay calm, her skirt covering our connection in public.I felt my cock throbbing inside her as it offloaded every last drop. She ground herself slowly, teasing my cock’s head against her cervix, vib
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“So Rita had been sleeping with her own brother? Who would’ve thought the mighty Rizzybae would turn out to be an incestuous slut!”I could hear Lilith’s voice, even though she didn’t say a word aloud. My heroine telepathy let me catch every thought between them. I couldn't help but wonder how she discovered about Rita and me, but that wasn't the most important thing to worry about at this point. It was the silent jabs they were throwing at each other. 'Tsk… of all people, why did it have to be this snobby, spoiled Lilith to find out? I can’t let her do anything that puts my dearest Mark in an awkward position! What should I do… orchestrate her murder?'Murder? My saliva dried up at the thought running through Rita’s mind.'Mmhh… if Rita wants to take Mark all to herself, I’ll have to make sure her plans never succeed! Should I lock her in my family mansion basement forever?My knees nearly buckled.What was wrong with thes
154. I'm nothing like her
{Third Person POV}"Us?..." Alice’s voice was small, trembling with confusion.She couldn’t understand it. Why were these girls declaring they wouldn’t let her take Mark from them? What was going on? Wasn’t one of them his sister? She glanced at Mark, eyes wide, questions spilling across her face.Mark scratched the back of his neck, a nervous habit. He had always known he’d eventually have to introduce his heroines to each other—but not like this. Not now. Not when he was already exhausted to the bone.He let out a heavy sigh, shoulders slumping. "Listen up, everyone… you’re all my girlfriends. My soulmates."Rita’s hand immediately flew to her waist. She closed her eyes, wearing that smug, self-satisfied expression she always had.“Of course I am,” she said. Then her eyes snapped open. Her jaw dropped. “Wait… all of us? Mark… what do you mean all of us!?”'Brother dearest is mine! Mine alone! When did I agree to s
155. You have unified your heroines: Congrats
{Mark’s POV}"Please, guys..." I immediately cut myself as soon as the words left my mouth, frowning at my own pathetic tone. I had tamed these three! There was no reason for me to talk like I'm begging. I straightened my posture, clearing my throat to find my authority."Listen up!" I barked. They all froze, three pairs of eyes snapping toward me. "Like I said, you’re all my girlfriends. There’s no need to fight because you belong to me—and me alone."I let the silence stretch, meeting their gazes head-on to let the words sink in. "That being said, I love every single one of you. Losing any of you would break me. So, instead of clawing at each other’s throats, why don't you start getting along? If you do... maybe I’ll be 'persuaded' to take you all on a world tour for summer break. Anywhere you want. How does that sound?"Inwardly, I was grinning. There was no way they’d turn down a luxury vacation. I’d spoil them rotten, hopping from p
156. Stats Center
Mark's POVIf I were choosing based on sheer "cool factor," I would have snatched up Handyman Skills in a heartbeat. The ability to fix literally anything? That’s god-tier utility. But in a reality where enemies lurk in the shadows, being able to fix a leaky faucet or a blown engine won't protect me or the people I care about.Martial Arts on the other hand was tempting. I’d love to pulp anyone who tries to catch smoke with me, but let’s be real: in the streets of Astras, kung-fu doesn't beat a 9mm. A single trigger pull and it's game over. Besides, I’m already pretty handy in a scrap.Divine Chef? Yeah, no. I have people for that.That only left one clear winner: Sharpshooter.It’s a "last resort" skill—something I won’t need every day, but something that will ensure I’m the one walking away when someone decides they want my head. My gut told me I’d be smelling gunpowder sooner rather than later, and my gut is never wrong.
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"Oi! Over here! Master, this way!" The shout cut through the whine of distant turbines. Standing on the edge of the private tarmac was a young man waving frantically. Even from a hundred yards away, his shock of crimson hair stood out against the grey concrete like a signal flare."Is that Tom?" Lilith squinted, shielding her eyes from the morning sun. Her brow furrowed in a practiced mask of skepticism. "Hard to miss," Rita added, adjusting her sunglasses. "That wild mane is practically a trade Mark for the Academy’s golden boy. Though, seeing him act like a frantic puppy is a new look."Alice, who hadn't attended the prestigious Academy felt the gap in their shared history as she remained silent. She kept her gaze low, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her shirt.Mark, however, was grinning. He shifted the massive tactical rucksack on his shoulder—a bag that looked like it contained a small armory—as if it weigh
158. Supply Chain
As the helicopter descended for landing, the man in the tactical vest pointed toward the western horizon. "See that. Blackberry vineyards. Finest in the region. They stretch all the way to the base of the foothills."Through the windows, the girls could see a vineyard that stretched almost endlessly, rows upon rows of crops disappearing into the distance. Tiny figures moved between them—workers tending to the fields.As the skids settled firmly on the massive helipad, the girls finally exhaled. The pilot hopped out first, sliding the heavy doors open with a jerk. Mark didn't wait for assistance. He pulled his headphones off, letting the wind-whipped air toss his hair as he vaulted out of the cabin. He swung his rucksack onto his shoulder, the heavy bag settling with a metallic clink of gear."This place is... massive," Lilith murmured, stepping onto the tarmac. She stood still for a moment, absorbing the scale. This wasn't just a plot of land; it
159. Private Shooting range
Mark and his heroines were then served desserts which were as decadent as the main course—fresh blackberry tartlets with a dollop of clotted cream—leaving them feeling energized. Matk leaned back, patting his stomach with a satisfied grin. "So, first impressions?" He asked, looking at the three women. "How are we feeling about the Reynolds Ranch?""No bugs crawling around, and I haven't been bitten yet," Alice said, her voice finally losing its tremor. "It’s a win in my book.""The food is incredible," Rita admitted, but she fanned herself with a napkin, her face flushed. "But I’m roasting. These city clothes are sticking to me. I need to get out of this denim before I melt into the furniture."Lilith let out a sharp, practiced sigh. "And here we go. Back to the scantily clad wardrobe. I actually thought you looked decent for once, Rita. Clearly, I gave you too much credit.""Oh, hush, Lily," Rita shot back, sticking her tongue out.