Chapter 325: [R18]My Perfect World (2)
Nash finally made it up the stairs to his bedroom, and he was absolutely wiped out. He shut the door behind him and let out a long, heavy sigh, rubbing the back of his neck.
"And tomorrow we start real training again... I really need to put everything into stamina at this rate," he muttered to himself.
A soft, playful voice drifted from the bed.
"And it’s not about to get any better."
Nash turned around to see Zayela, lying on the big bed. She wasn’t wearing much at all, just one of his oversized black t-shirts and a thin black thong, her favorite combo lately. The shirt had slipped down one of her shoulders, showing the soft curve of her voluptuous breast.
She looked at him with a little smile that felt possessive, with one leg bent and the other stretched out across the sheets.
Oh no... Nash realized it was not over yet.
"Look at you," she teased, her voice sounding warm. She shifted slightly on the bed. "The big busy man of the house. You really thought you could jump on every girl in front of me, go to sleep, and not give me my share?"
Nash walked closer to her, a tired but amused smile on his face. He knew he was probably too tired for this, but he couldn’t help it.
"I was hoping for at least four hours of sleep... but if the house owner wants to cuddle..."
Zayela laughed softly and opened her arms wide, inviting him in.
"Game on. Tonight, I get you."
She pulled him down for a slow, deep kiss, and her hands slid underneath his shirt. Just as their tongues met, there was a knock on the door.
Both of them froze. Nash pulled away and walked to the door to open it.
Aiko was standing there. She had her arms crossed over her chest and her cheeks were slightly pink. She was trying her best to look cold and annoyed, though it wasn’t really working. She was wearing a short tank top and a cute white panties.
"Okay, so... I am not sleeping alone for one more night under the same roof as you while you are with her," she pouted, looking away from him.
Both stayed silent for a moment, then Zayela burst out laughing from the bed, finding the whole thing hilarious.
"Aww, look who is jealous. Well, tell you what, you will get your turn if you are cute enough."
Aiko rolled her eyes hard, letting out a huff.
"You are so annoying..."
Zayela scratched her chin, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Cute enough, I guess," she repeated.
Nash sighed, but he had a small smile on his face. He reached out and pulled both girls against him, tucking one under each arm. His left hand slid down Zayela’s back and slipped into her black thong, feeling the full curves of her big ass. He found that she was already warm and wet.
His thick fingers started caressing her pussy slowly. At the same time, his right hand pushed into Aiko’s cute white panties and began circling her sensitive clit with the pad of his finger.
Both girls shivered at the touch.
"Tell me about your day," Nash said calmly, acting as if he wasn’t currently fingering both of them. "I want to hear everything."
Zayela leaned her head against his chest, speaking between soft moans.
"I... ah... supervised the girls all afternoon... made sure the party was ready... food, drinks, music... mmmh... everyone was excited for you to come back..."
Her hips started moving against his hand, searching for more pressure.
Aiko tried to speak normally, but her voice kept breaking every time Nash pressed a little harder on her clit.
"We... we trained in the morning... the u-su-su-sual drills... shooting... defense... ah—! ... Rei made us run suicides... then we practiced... pick and roll... nnh... my legs are still sore..."
Nash listened carefully while his fingers worked both of them with skilled movements. He rubbed Zayela’s entrance and slipped two fingers inside her, curling them slowly. With Aiko, he focused on her clit, rubbing tight circles until her thighs started shaking.
He kept asking small questions, forcing them to keep talking even as their voices grew higher and more broken.
"How many sets did you do?"
"Who had the idea for the pizza?"
"Did anyone get hurt?"
But neither of them could answer properly anymore. Soft, open moans filled the room. Zayela’s hips rolled against his hand, and Aiko clung to his side, her face buried against his chest as she tried and failed to stay quiet.
A few minutes later, both of them came almost at the same time. Zayela let out a long, throaty moan and clenched tightly around his fingers. Aiko made a high, shaky sound and trembled hard against him, soaking through her panties.
Nash slowly pulled his hands out and then guided both girls toward the bed. He laid down in the middle and pulled them against his sides, Zayela on his left and Aiko on his right. The house owner, and his lovely rival.
His big arms wrapped around them, and his hands returned between their legs, moving more firmly this time.
The two girls moaned openly now, no longer trying to hold back. They tried to continue their stories while Nash’s fingers worked them toward another orgasm.
The following morning, Nash woke up slowly, his mind still a bit foggy.
The first thing he really felt was a tight, warm pressure squeezing around his cock. He blinked a few times, trying to wake up his brain, and then he looked down to see what was going on.
Miko was straddling him.
The small girl with the purple hair was fast asleep. She was sitting right on top of him, and he was buried deep inside her, every single inch of his dick filling her up. Her mouth was open just a little bit, and a thin line of drool was dripping from the corner of her lips, landing right on his chest. As she breathed, her soft body rose and fell gently on top of him.
To his left and right, Zayela and Aiko were still knocked out too. Nash realized his fingers were still inside both of them. One hand was resting between Zayela’s thighs, and the other was buried deep in Aiko’s cute panties.
It looked like they had all just crashed while he was fingering the two of them last night. And at some point during the night, Miko must have had let her intrusive thoughts win, so she had climbed on top of him for a little midnight snack.
But, anyway... he was hard again.
Nash slowly rolled his hips upward, pushing himself deeper into Miko’s tight, sleeping pussy. Miko let out a soft, unconscious moan in her sleep. He did it again, a little stronger this time, followed by a few more deep, slow thrusts. Miko’s eyebrows furrowed as she slept, and another small sound escaped her throat.
He started to speed up just a little bit.
A few moments later, he buried himself all the way inside her and let out a long, low groan as he came, flooding her with another thick load.
He carefully lifted her off his cock and laid her down on her side next to the other girls. As soon as he pulled out, a thick stream of his white cum started leaking from her stretched pussy, slowly running down her inner thigh and onto the bed sheets. His cock was still hard, shiny and wet with a mix of his own cum and her juices.
Nash sat up and looked around the large bed. Aiko, Zayela, and Miko were all sleeping peacefully. Their bodies were relaxed and their breathing was nice and even.
He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed his phone.
He had several new messages waiting for him.
There was one from Lina. It was a nude selfie. She was lying on her back with her legs spread wide, using one hand to pull her pussy open while the other hand made a cute peace sign next to her face. Sarra must have been the photographer.
Then there was one from Sarra herself. It was a softer, cuter photo. She was sitting on her bed, holding one of her enormous breasts in both her hands, looking at the camera with a shy little smile. This time, their roles were probably switched.
Then there was Amara. She was on her bed, looking at the camera. Right next to her on the sheets, there were several new, shiny ass plugs of different sizes.
There were also dozens of messages from fans, and one official notification from the bank:
Incoming transfer: 4,800,000 credits.
Probably from one of his sponsors.
Nash put the phone back down and stood up. He was completely naked, and he stretched his arms high above his head, his tall, muscular body cracking slightly. He walked over to the large mirror and looked at himself.
His reflection showed a strong body covered in veins, still marked by everything that happened last night. His heavy cock hung between his legs, still half-hard and glistening, that same cock that was a mere worm months ago, barely able to work. Back then, he couldn’t hold an erection for a few seconds, and right now, he could make it as hard as he wanted, forever and ever.
What a twist of fate.
He stared at himself for a few seconds, and then a small smile appeared on his face.
This life was so good that he would not change a single thing about it.
Everything he had gone through, every humiliation from his past in the Dust Dogs, every risk with this quest about Aiko, Victoria, himself, and every idea, tricks, choice... had led him right here. He would not trade any of it for anything.
He walked to the wide floor-to-ceiling window and looked outside.
The eternal twilight of the Spires painted the sky in soft shades of orange and purple. Down below, in the private pool, several naked Subs were laughing and chasing each other in the water, not worried about a thing. Judging by the energy, it was already quite late in the day. They were going to be late for their training.
Nash turned around one last time and looked at the three girls still sleeping peacefully in his bed.
All things considered, maybe they could wait a little bit, just for today?
He leaned against the window frame, rested his forearms on the sill, and gazed out at the artificial sky with a soft smile.
"I would not change this life... this world... for anything," he whispered to himself.