Chapter 668: Plenty Of MILFs in The Ocean

Sometimes during the night I would wake up to the wet heat of a mouth wrapped around my cock, soft lips and tongue working me slowly in the dark. Other times I opened my eyes to find Asha already on top of me, her plump body pressed against mine, kissing me deeply while my cock pulsed and spilled inside her pussy.

There were moments when I simply gripped a pair of juicy, wide hips and buried my face between heavy, soft breasts, breathing in the warm scent of skin while someone rode me or stroked me.

I honestly couldn’t remember how many times I came that night. The releases blurred together into one long, endless haze of pleasure. Even after all of it, I could still feel that the women around me hadn’t been fully satisfied.

Morning light filtered softly through the window. Warmth pressed against me from every side. I woke slowly and found myself surrounded, bodies tangled with mine, soft skin and limbs everywhere.

Asha was still on top of me. Her plump body rested heavily against my chest, my half-hard cock still nestled inside her warm pussy. She looked almost cute like that, sleeping so peacefully with her cheek against my shoulder.

Maya and Heather’s legs were tangled with mine. Their hands rested loosely on my chest and stomach, fingers relaxed in sleep. Their hair was a complete mess, and the entire room still smelled thickly of sex, sweat, cum, and the lingering heat of the night.

"It’s already morning," I murmured.

"Umm... five minutes more, Alex," Heather mumbled, stirring slightly against my side without opening her eyes.

A few moments later everyone began to wake. Soft groans and the rustle of sheets filled the quiet room as they rubbed their eyes and stretched. Asha slowly lifted herself off my cock with a soft, wet sound, a thin string of cum still connecting us for a second before it broke.

"How many times did I cum?" I asked.

Asha gave a tired little smile, her voice still husky from sleep.

"We lost count, Alex."

We all put on our clothes and quietly walked out of the room. Max was still asleep in his own room down the hall, so we left him undisturbed.

The three of us made our way into the living room. Soft morning light filled the space as we settled in.

"I’ll make breakfast for everybody," Maya said, already heading toward the kitchen with a small smile.

"Thanks, Maya," Heather replied as she sank onto the sofa. She looked glowing, the clear satisfaction of a woman who had been thoroughly fucked all night written all over her face.

We were just starting to relax when my phone buzzed with a notification. I pulled it out of my pocket and glanced at the screen.

Alex, you have to leave for the island tomorrow. I’ll send you the details shortly.

It was a message from Mrs. Claire.

I had completely forgotten about that. The volunteer assignment on the remote island. A place with a mostly older population, plenty of MILFs, GILFs, and only a few younger girls. I was supposed to go there and help out for a while.

I knew what that meant. I would have to leave my current harem here in the city for some time. But the thought didn’t bother me the way it once might have. In fact, it excited me. Going to that island meant a lot of new women would enter my life. Honestly, I wanted that. I wanted to taste many different women, hear them moan under me, breed them, and mark them with my seed.

Isn’t that what life is all about?

"Who is it, Alex?" Asha asked, noticing how quiet I had become while staring at the phone.

"It’s a message from my college, Asha," I answered, locking the screen. "Anyway, I have to prepare for something. I’ll meet you guys later." ℴ

I slipped the phone back into my pocket, gave the three of them a small nod, and left them in the living room as I headed out to get ready for my next adventure.

I took the elevator down to my floor and stepped out into the quiet hallway, walking the short distance toward my apartment.

The corridor was completely empty, no Tiffany, no Brittany, not a single neighbor in sight. I unlocked the door, pushed it open, and stepped inside, closing it softly behind me.

I had left Nadia alone at my apartment for far too long without telling her where I was going or when I’d be back. The moment I entered, I scanned the living room, the kitchen, the open doorway to the bedroom, expecting to see her. She wasn’t there.

"Nadia?" I called out, raising my voice a little.

No response came.

I stood still for a moment, unsure what might have happened. Had she gotten tired of waiting and gone back to her own place? Had something else come up? While I was still turning the different possibilities over in my mind, a firm knock sounded at the door.

I walked over and opened it, half-expecting to find Nadia standing on the other side.

Instead it was Aria.

She stood in the hallway looking both angry and, underneath it, clearly glad to see me. Her arms were crossed, her expression tight, but her eyes softened just slightly the moment they met mine.

"Hey, Aria," I said quietly, glancing briefly down both ends of the hallway.

"You just can’t return my calls, can you?" Aria said, her voice already sharp with frustration.

"Do I mean something to you or not?" she asked, locking her eyes on mine and refusing to look away.

"Hey... you know, baby," I answered, stepping closer and resting my hands gently on her waist.

"No, I don’t," Aria replied flatly, her body still tense under my touch.

I knew exactly why she was angry. I hadn’t given her enough time or attention for several days now, and she was fully aware that I would be gone for some time because of my volunteer duty.