Gon's Harem System
Chapter 60: Spray her with seed (18+)

Chapter 60: Spray her with seed (18+)

As Gon’s thrusts built in pace and power, Ana’s moans grew more urgent, her body writhing beneath him as though possessed by the pleasure he inflicted upon her.

She was a willing subject to his action, her body’s responses to his touch as necessary as air to his lungs.

The sound of her desire filled the air, beautiful moans that resonated with every throbbing beat of his member inside her.

Each pulse and shiver that rippled through Ana’s body was like fuel to Gon’s burning lust.

Her muscles tensed and relaxed in sync with his rhythmic thrusts, creating an intoxicating friction that threatened to consume them her.

With every flex of his hips, every twitch of her flesh against his, the tempo of their movements increased to an almost unbearable level.

Lost in the heat and passion of their union, Gon surrendered himself to the wave of pleasure that swelled within him.

His rhythm was both fierce and relentless, his moans mingled with hers, their cries of pleasure intertwining into a harmony of pure, unbridled lust.

Ohh... Uhmm... Ahh.

Ana’s cries echoed throughout the room, reverberating in a way that only served to drive Gon further into his frenzy.

Each gasp, each moan, each plea for more, only added fuel to the fire that raged within him.

The slapping sounds of flesh against flesh had become violent and their movements had become erratic and savage in their intensity.

Gon could feel the telltale tightness of his boner growing, the impending swell of his orgasm was looking around the corner.

With the instinct of an animal in the throes of a hunt, he drove himself harder and faster into Ana’s body, his hips slamming against her in a wild, unrestrained rhythm.

Slap slap slap! The sound of his pelvis hitting her butt went.

The rapid tempo of their lovemaking matched the ragged, lust-driven breaths that escaped both their throats.

The sound of skin slapping against skin, the sounds of their moans and cries, all joined together in a chorus of raw bliss.

With each thrust, Ana’s body seemed to meld more perfectly with Gon’s, their movements synchronizing as though they were two halves of a single whole.

Gon felt his body tense, every muscle straining against the impending storm of pleasure that gathered within him.

In a climactic crescendo, Gon’s final thrust sent him hurtling over the edge, the explosion of pleasure surging through his veins like a tidal wave.

His body tensed, his muscles locking in an arch of ecstasy as his release spilled forth, flooding Ana with his seed.

The floodgates of pleasure had opened, consuming both of them in bliss.

Ana’s cries reached a fevered pitch, her body trembling beneath him as she, too, was swept away in an orgasm.

Ohhh~

The roar that tore from Gon’s throat was the roar of a triumphant predator, a roar that reverberated through his chest and out into the room with the ferocity of a tempest.

His hands, still gripping Ana’s hair, tightened as he pulled away from her, his eyes rolling back into his head as he gave himself over completely to the blinding bliss of release.

<Woman conquered, +20xp>

As they collapsed together, spent, and breathless, he felt a sense of dissatisfaction.

Despite the primal high of their lovemaking, a seed of discontentment lingered within Gon, an insatiable hunger gnawing at his soul like a ravenous beast.

He lay next to Ana, his body still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure, but He wanted more, no he needed more

"Turn around". He said to her.

He didn’t need to ask, and Ana didn’t hesitate.

She flipped herself around and went into the pretzel pose without a second thought.

She was flexible, and it showed, her body bending into a position that made her vulnerable and inviting.

Gon watched her carefully. She was ready for him.

Ana wanted Gon to dominate her, to take control and bring her to new heights of pleasure.

Her fingers parted her lips, exposing her glistening folds, wet and wanting.

"Fuck me hard, Master," she repeated, her voice a heady mix of desire and submission. "Make me scream your name."

Gon’s fingers danced lightly over Ana’s clit, a gentle pinch that sent a shiver of pleasure coursing through her body.

She arched her back, a moan slipping from her lips as he slid his engorged member into her slick heat.

The connection was electric, the tightness of her channel gripping his length as he sank deeper and deeper into her.

Her moans grew louder, each thrust driving her higher and higher towards the peak of ecstasy.

With each pump of his hips, Gon slid his boner deeper into Ana’s soaking core, his body moving with relentless intensity as he pounded into her with increasing speed.

Her body was his playground, her moans his symphony, each cry of pleasure a harmonious cry that echoed through the room.

He focused his attention on her clit, his fingers flicking over the swollen nub with increasing speed and pressure, sending Ana’s body into a violent jerks that matched his own ferocious thrusts.

As Gon’s relentless onslaught of thrusts continued to ravage Ana’s core , her face twisted into a mask of blissful agony.

Every stroke of his length sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, her muscles tensing and convulsing as he drove her towards the edge of ecstasy.

She panted, her voice a jumble of half-formed words and desperate cries as she clawed at the sheets, her body helpless in the grip of her pleasure.

With his hips pumping relentlessly against her, the wet, slick friction of their bodies was a symphony of carnal desire that propelled him forward, his lust mounting with each thrust.

Ana’s body responded with equal passion, her fingers digging into his back as she urged him onward, her own ecstasy soaring higher and higher with each pulse of his member.

With each movement, the pressure within him mounted, his body tensing as he fought against the impending tide of pleasure.

He was close, so close, his muscles coiled like springs as he thrust deeper into her, each stroke a desperate effort to prolong the moment just a little bit longer.

Her body rose to meet his, her moans turning to gasps as they teetered on the brink of climax, the heat of their passion threatening to consume them both.

It was a symphony of pleasure, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, their rhythms building towards an explosive crescendo

With one final, powerful thrust, Gon pulled out, his boner pulsing in his hand as he erupted, his seed spilling forth in hot, thick spurts that painted her body like a work of art.

The warmth of his lust spilled across her, coating her stomach, her breasts, and her face in a sticky sheen of white.

She gasped at the sensation, her eyes locked on his as he rode out the waves of his climax.

Satisfied and drained, Gon slowly fell asleep