The moment it sprang free, Ada let out a sharp, surprised gasp. Ruth's eyes locked onto me, her lips parting in shock, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
"Oh my god," Ada breathed, her hand flying to her mouth, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and curiosity. "Dexter—what is that?"
Kerry's fingers wrapped around my throbbing shaft, her touch sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. She pulled back the foreskin with a slow, deliberate motion, revealing the swollen, angry-red head of my cock.
Ada gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as she stumbled a step closer, her eyes locked onto me with a mix of shock and fascination. "Gods... it's—it's huge," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I've never seen anything so... so thick before."
Ruth's breath hitched, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she stared at my cock, her lips parted in awe. "It's beautiful," she breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper. Her thighs pressed together, as if trying to ease the ache building between them. "So long... so hard..."
Kerry's lips curled into a wicked smile as she stroked me, her thumb circling the thick vein pulsing along my length. "His grandfather gave him special herbs," she purred, her voice dripping with pride.
"Those herbs made his cock like this— strong, potent—capable of breeding the strongest children." She tightened her grip just enough to make me groan, my hips jerking forward instinctively.
Kerry turned her gaze to me, her eyes dark with lust. "Dexter... come here. Let me help you."
My Pervert Eyes flicked on, sweeping the room with a predatory focus. Kerry was the first to catch my attention—her body now marked with only three glowing dots.
Two flickered faintly under her armpits, each worth a measly 50 points
, but the real prize was the third: her exposed asshole, pulsing with a tantalizing 500-point value.
My earlier theory was confirmed: the system had doubled her points because Mitt was nearby, rewarding me extra for fucking his woman in front of him.
But the dots on her tits, navel, pussy, and lips—the ones I'd already claimed—were gone.
That meant once I took points from a woman, they wouldn't refresh... no matter what.
I shifted my focus to Ruth, and my eyes widened. Her points had doubled—800 for her pussy, 100 for her navel—just like Kerry's had. The system was rewriting the rules right in front of me, and I wasn't complaining.
Then I turned to Ada, and my breath hitched. Fuck. Her points had surged too. This wasn't a glitch. It was a pattern—one I intended to exploit.
But neither of them had a man. Ada's husband was dead, and Ruth's man was me.
The pieces fell into place with a rush of dark, intoxicating clarity. The points weren't tied to their men—they were tied to the women themselves. That's why Ada and Ruth, mother and daughter, had their points doubled.
The system wasn't just rewarding me for fucking women in front of their partners—it was rewarding me for deflowering them in front of the people they were closest to. Their mothers. Their daughters. Their sisters. Their blood.
A slow, predatory smile curled my lips as the implications sank in. If I fucked them in front of their loved ones—the people they trusted most, the ones who were supposed to protect them—the points would be even greater. The system wasn't just about corruption. It was about betrayal.
Kerry took my hand and guided me between Ruth's spread legs. She hooked Ruth's knees, pushing them apart until her tight, glistening pussy was fully exposed. Ruth moaned softly, "Hmm..." as the cool air hit her wet folds.
Kerry wrapped her fingers around my cock, guiding it to Ruth's entrance. The head pressed against her sealed lips, and Ruth's breath hitched. "Mother... It's so hot..." she whimpered, her hips twitching as if trying to take me in already.
I earned 800 points just from the contact, the system rewarding me for the first touch.
Ruth turned her head to look at Ada, her mother, who was staring at my cock with wide, hungry eyes. "It's... okay, Ruth," Ada murmured, her voice trembling, but her gaze never leaving my throbbing cock.
Kerry's voice was low, instructive. "Dexter... now you have to push your cock inside her. But remember— slow."
My mind spun. If I actually got Ruth pregnant—no. I wasn't ready to be a father, not in this primitive world. And there was no way I could pull out a condom in front of Kerry, Ada, and Ruth without causing a scene.
Then I remembered—Limit Breaker. The ability lets me control my body on a cellular level. I took a deep breath, focusing inward, and rendered myself impotent. No matter how much I came, I wouldn't knock her up.
Kerry's voice snapped me back to the moment. "Dexter? What's going on? Are you getting nervous?" she teased, her fingers still wrapped around my cock.
I blinked, refocusing on Ruth, who was sprawled beneath me, her legs spread wide, her fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as she tried to open herself even further for me. Her chest heaved with every ragged breath, her nipples hard and flushed, her pussy glistening with arousal. The sight of her—so eager, so desperate—sent a fresh surge of heat straight to my cock.
I turned my gaze to Ada, my voice smooth but laced with command. "Aunt Ada... why don't you help Ruth hold her legs? So she doesn't get tired."
Kerry let out a low, throaty chuckle, her amusement making her full tits jiggle enticingly. "See, Sister Ada?" she purred, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Dexter's already thinking of his woman... making sure she's comfortable while he claims her."
Ada's breath hitched, her gaze flickering between Ruth's spread legs and my throbbing cock. A soft, almost wistful smile touched her lips. "My Ruth is blessed..." she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "To have a man who dotes on her like that..."
I wanted an excuse to feel Ada's body—accidentally, of course. And even if I didn't get to touch her, there was no downside to having those massive tits so close to my face.
Ada hesitated for only a second before nodding. She positioned Ruth's head in her lap, her fingers gently cradling her daughter's skull as she took hold of Ruth's legs, spreading them wide.
Fuck. In this position, Ruth's pussy looked like a blooming flower, her tight lips glistening with arousal, her clit already swollen and begging for attention.
I gripped Ruth's waist, my cock throbbing with anticipation, the head already glistening with pre-cum. My mind raced with dark, filthy thoughts, and before I could stop myself, I rubbed the thick crown against Ruth's swollen clit. She gasped sharply, her back arching off the stone bed. "Aaah...!"
"You like that, don't you, Ruth?" I growled, my voice rough and thick with lust as I dragged my cock up and down her slick slit, teasing her tight entrance.
The words spilled out before I could think—modern, dirty, unfiltered—but the way Ruth's body reacted told me everything. "You like feeling my big cock right here, ready to split you open and fill you up?"
Fuck. I'd forgotten for a second that I wasn't in the modern world anymore. But the way Ruth's breath hitched, the way her hips bucked up to meet my strokes, told me she didn't care. She was dripping for it.
I glanced at Kerry and Ada, their expressions a mix of shock and raw, hungry desire. Both of them were biting their lips so hard I thought they might draw blood.
"Y-yes!" Ruth whimpered, her voice trembling with need. "Please, Dexter... my pussy—it suddenly started itching..."
Kerry's voice was husky, her fingers twitching at her sides. "Dexter..." she breathed, her eyes dark with curiosity. "How did you learn to talk like that? It's so... so dirty."
I blinked, feigning innocence as I looked between them. "I don't know, Aunt..." I murmured, my voice soft, almost confused. "I just wanted to say something to Ruth... to make her feel good. But then I just... said it." I hesitated, my cock still pressed against Ruth's dripping slit. "Is it... wrong?"
Kerry's breath hitched, her gaze flicking between my face and my cock. "I.... I don't know..." she admitted, her voice unsteady. But her eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed, and when I let my gaze drop lower, I noticed the way her leaf skirt clung to her thighs—dark with her arousal.
Ada was no better. Her fingers were clenched into fists, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she watched her daughter writhe beneath me. The air was thick with the scent of three aroused women, and it was driving me wild.
Kerry suddenly grabbed my cock, her voice firm. "Dexter... don't tease her too much." She spread Ruth's pussy lips with her free hand, positioning my cock at her tight entrance. "Now... push slowly."
I sighed, the anticipation almost unbearable. Finally, a virgin pussy—and it's all mine.
I pushed forward.
Ruth screamed as the thick head of my cock breached her, "Aaaaaaaaaah! It's too big! Aaaaaah!" Her walls clenched around me, so tight it was almost painful.
"Fuck... Ruth, you're so tight," I groaned, my fingers digging into her hips. "Relax... let me in..."
Kerry chuckled darkly. "Haa... Sister Ada, look at her. She's taking him like a good girl now, isn't she?"
Ada's breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes glued to the place where my cock was disappearing into her daughter's tight, virgin pussy. "Y-yes..." she stuttered, her own thighs pressing together, as if she could ease the aching need building inside her just by squeezing them tight.
I pulled back slightly, then pushed in again, this time sinking another inch into Ruth's dripping heat. "Oh gods! It's so deep!" Ruth cried, her nails raking down my arms.
"You can take it," I growled, my voice rough with lust. "You were made for this cock, Ruth. Every inch of it."
I pulled back just enough to let Ruth feel the loss of me, then slammed back in with a brutal, relentless thrust. "Oh FUCK! It's SO DEEP!" Ruth screamed, her nails raking down my arms, her body writhing beneath me like a woman possessed. Her pussy clenched around me so tightly I could feel every ridge, every flutter of her inner walls as they struggled to accommodate my size.
The moment my cock tore through Ruth's virginity, the air itself seemed to crackle with raw, primal energy. A sharp, piercing scream ripped from her throat—"AAAAAAAAH! IT'S—IT'S TEARING ME OPEN! "—her nails digging into my shoulders hard enough to draw blood. The resistance of her hymen gave way with a wet, obscene rip, and I felt the heat of her blood mixing with her arousal as it trickled down my cock.
"Fuck—" I groaned, my hips jerking involuntarily as her tight, virgin walls clenched around me like a vice, her body shuddering beneath me. The sight of her stretched open, her innocence ruined by my cock, sent a jolt of dark satisfaction through me.
Kerry's laughter was low, triumphant, her voice dripping with filthy pride. "Look at that, Sister Ada!" she purred, her fingers still buried inside herself as she watched Ruth's deflowering. "Your daughter has become Dexter's woman. Congratulations."
Ada's breath hitched, her eyes wide with a mix of shock, arousal, and something darker—pride?—as she watched her daughter whimper beneath me. "Y-yes..." Ada stuttered, her voice trembling, but her gaze locked on where my cock was buried inside Ruth. "She's... she's his woman now..."
"Aaaaaah—! FUCK! Mom—! MOM! " she cried, her fingers digging into my shoulders, her nails drawing blood. "He's SO DEEP! —I can FEEL HIM in my STOMACH! — AAAAAAH! —It's TOO MUCH! —But I DON'T WANT HIM TO STOP! "
I pulled back slightly, my cock glistening with Ruth's arousal, before pushing in again—this time sinking another inch into her dripping heat. "Oh gods! It's so deep!" Ruth cried, her nails raking down my arms, her body trembling beneath me.
"You can take it," I growled, my voice rough with lust, my fingers digging into her hips. "You were made for this cock, Ruth. Every. Fucking. Inch of it."
My free hand slid down between her legs, my fingers finding her swollen clit. I rubbed it in slow, teasing circles, feeling her body tense beneath me. Then, without warning, I slammed my cock deep inside her—all the way to the hilt—and at the same time, pinched her clit hard between my fingers.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaah! It's too deep! Aaaaaaaaaaaaah—!" Ruth screamed, her back arching off the stone bed, her body convulsing as I broke through the last of her resistance.
A thin trickle of blood dripped from her stretched pussy, mixing with her arousal, and I groaned at the sight—fucking perfect.
I pulled back just enough to let her feel the loss, then rammed my cock back in with a sharp, brutal thrust. The wet slap of flesh echoed through the hut—"Phht!"—and I heard the soft, desperate moans from both Kerry and Ada.
"Hmm... Dexter..." Kerry whimpered, her fingers twitching at her sides, her own thighs slick with arousal.