Hisato Azuma closed her eyes, her mind going blank, as she allowed Kenji behind her to wantonly play with her beautiful body.
After a long time, the two finally caught their breath, a long, thin string of saliva slowly separating between them.
"Hah— Pre... President, it... Feels so good!"
Regaining consciousness, Hisato Azuma gasped for air in large gulps.
But before she could recover her senses, Hisato Azuma suddenly showed an expression of disbelief, as if she had detected some shocking giant object.
Before she knew it, that valiant, spirited, and fierce beast had broken free from its restraints and, with a 'pajī' sound, pressed hard against her rounded and plump buttocks.
Kenji seemed driven by an uncontrollable urge, his movements urgen. His hands suddenly reached out and grabbed the form-fitting pencil skirt Hisato Azuma was wearing. The skirt tightly hugged her body, sketching out graceful lines, but now under Kenji's rough tugging, the fabric made a strained 'ripping' sound. In an instant, the skirt left Hisato Azuma's body and fell miserably to the floor.
Kenji's eyes were now full of indescribable desire. His fingers reached toward the remaining black lace barrier without hesitation. With a forceful pull, the already fragile lace edge was easily torn open, and the fabric was roughly shoved aside. Hisato Azuma instinctively wanted to hide, but her body was tightly imprisoned by Kenji, leaving her to helplessly be exposed.
Kenji stood there, his legs slightly apart, his feet firmly planted on the ground like nails. His body was as tense as a fully drawn bow, every muscle bulging as if it would explode with amazing power in the next second.
That urge surged wildly within him like a crashing tide, wave after wave, like a beast imprisoned for a long time, crashing around in a small cage, about to break out.
He suddenly lowered his waist with a swift and powerful movement. His hands were like iron pincers, tightly gripping Hisato Azuma's waist, as if he wanted to embed Hisato Azuma's body into his own.
Then, he thrust forward fiercely. This thrust carried all his strength and impulse, as if to vent all his desire, and emotions through this single action.
Hisato Azuma was completely caught off guard. Her body was like a leaf fluttering in a gale, trembling violently from this sudden impact. She only felt a massive force acting upon her .
She let out a moan , she sounded like she was full of pleasure, she has never felt this good.
He leaned close to Hisato Azuma's ear and whispered, "Hisato-chan, don't be afraid..."
Hisato Azuma's eyes were blurry with tears, which fell uncontrollably down her cheeks, wetting her exquisite makeup.
With a sobbing voice, she pleaded , "Ah!! Don't stop !"
a strange, tingling pleasure was eerily mixed in, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue over her nerve endings. This forbidden stimulation made her whole body shudder, and an unspeakable sense of immorality submerged her like a tide. Her heart was filled with contradiction and struggle.
That useless husband of hers hadn't even kissed her mouth, yet now, she was being conquered in the most primitive way by this man she had known for less than two days.
Thinking of this, a complex mix of emotions welled up in her heart: anger, shame, and a trace of undetectable helplessness.
"Pa! Pa-pa—"
The sound of impact was exceptionally piercing in the silent room, like a funeral bell tolling in the dark, each strike pounding against Hisato Azuma's heart.
Kenji was like a tireless beast, mechanically repeating the action, each time thrusting hard to the very depths, as if he didn't know what fatigue was, only knowing how to blindly vent the desires in his heart.
Kenji was enjoying this so much for two reasons. First, of course, was Hisato Azuma's wonderful body; a mature woman lacked the greenness of Natsuka, Reina, Yoshida Saki, and Kanako, and the taste was just different.
And the second was the system's changes after obtaining Hisato Azuma!
...Name: Kenji
Class: Harem King
Level: Lv. 11
[Ding! Congratulations! Your level has exceeded Level 10 for the first time. The system will undergo an upgrade...]
[Please note! After this upgrade, 'Item' type objects will be added to the lottery pool...]
Kenji naturally knew about the system upgrade information immediately.
This meant that from now on, he could obtain various items from the lottery, such as strange phones with Hypnosis APPs, potent aphrodisiacs, and Personality Detachment Capsules... In short, a bunch of weird things. It seemed there would be no shortage of ways to play in the future.
Very quickly, this round of the lottery began.
[Ding! You have obtained a new skill: Sensitivity Control!]
[Note: An essential skill for a Harem King. You can freely adjust the other party's sensitivity, increasing or decreasing it by up to 1000 times. When increased and paired with the 'Super Huge Penis', just entering will probably make them reach heaven from pleasure. This is a god-tier skill that even a frigid, expressionless woman cannot resist!]
[Ding! You have obtained a new item: Peril Teleportation Pendant]
[Note: When danger occurs, it will automatically trigger, causing the pendant wearer to teleport directly to the host's side to avoid danger.]
One skill and one item—this was truly awesome!
A flash of cunning crossed Kenji's eyes, and he didn't hesitate to immediately use the newly acquired 'Sensitivity Control' skill on Hisato Azuma.
He had seen this skill in many doujins or hentai before. At the time, he only thought it was an exaggerated fantasy setting and didn't pay much attention to it.
However, when he actually applied it to Hisato Azuma, the result was unexpectedly effective.
It had to be said that this skill was overbearingly powerful, its effect even stronger than those aphrodisiacs.
When Kenji increased Hisato Azuma's sensitivity to 100 times, her body instantly became like a taut harp string. Her lower abdomen began to spasm violently, and the pressure coming from her private passage also suddenly became more intense, as if to swallow everything.
Kenji didn't stop there; he continued to increase the sensitivity.
When the value reached 200 times, Hisato Azuma was already so comfortable that her eyes rolled back. Her originally fair face was now flushed red, and she kept letting out incoherent murmurs like 'oh-ho-ho'. Saliva dripped uncontrollably onto the ground, and her mind had completely fallen into chaos, losing all ability to think.
"The effect is this good?"
Kenji marveled inwardly, but also couldn't help but feel a trace of worry.
If he directly maxed out the sensitivity to 1000 times, would Hisato Azuma's brain be broken by this intense stimulation?
After thinking it over, Kenji decided to be safe. Otherwise, if he really turned Hisato Azuma into an idiot, it wouldn't be fun anymore.
So, he took a deep breath and directly set the sensitivity to 500 times.
"Ah-haha— So good!"
Hisato Azuma screamed at the top of her lungs, her body twisting uncontrollably.
A wicked smile curled on Kenji's lips.
"Pa! Pa-pa—"
The ambiguous and intense sound echoed in the room.
"Oh-oh-ho-ho!! So good!"
At this point, Hisato Azuma was completely immersed in this ultimate pleasure, unable to extricate herself.
Unknowingly, Hisato Azuma had been slowly carved into Kenji's shape by him.
The initial pain from her first time had now completely vanished without a trace, replaced by an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and joy.
The intense pleasure that surged like a tide had now completely submerged her, leaving her only able to drift with the waves.
"Hiss! Truly not bad, Hisato-chan!"
Kenji shouted excitedly, working hard at his cultivation.
'She was so good'
Kenji thought to himself, his actions becoming even more crazed.
Puchi puchi puchi!
The intense sounds echoed continuously in the room.
Feeling the heat within her lower abdomen, an ultimate sense of happiness emerged in Hisato Azuma's heart.
Compared to that useless husband at home, the handsome President behind her was her correct choice.
Divorce!
Yes, she would go get a divorce later!
Her heart could now only hold The Esteemed President's young and majestic rod.
"President, it feels so good... Kiss me, oh-ho-ho—"
Drenched in fragrant sweat, Hisato Azuma turned her head, looking at Kenji behind her with eyes like silk, filled with longing.
Without a word, Kenji leaned down and kissed her red lips. The two embraced tightly, enjoying this passionate moment to the fullest.
After just a while, Kenji felt the excitement manifested from deep within her heart, a passion that seemed ready to ignite him.
"President... I... I love you!"
Hisato Azuma said affectionately during a gap in the passion.
"Hisato-chan, just be my little bitch from now on!" Kenji said with a wicked grin.
"Mm... Yangli is willing to be President's bitch!! I want to provide sexual disposal for President every day!! As for my husband and all that, I'll just get a divorce! My heart only has President in it now~" Hisato Azuma responded without hesitation.
"What a slut. Good! I'll satisfy you properly!"
Kenji said, accelerating his movements once again, pushing this passion to an even higher climax... The night of ambiguous pleasure was like a meteor streaking across the night sky, fleeting, and dawn soon arrived.
The Friday morning light spilled into the room. Kenji stretched lazily. On this day, not only he, but also Natsuka, Kanako, Yoshida Saki, and Kurashiki Reina had all tacitly chosen to take the day off.
Because today was a day of extraordinary significance.
Kenji had spared no expense, carefully preparing for a long time. Tohei co. ltd.'s novel website and APP, along with the music software, would all launch simultaneously today.
This was an important piece of the puzzle in Kenji's business empire.
At the same time, the first season of the 'sword art online' anime would officially begin airing today at a pace of one episode per week, igniting the passion and expectations in the hearts of countless fans.
The entire company was a scene of busy yet orderly activity.
Employees bustled about, either debugging equipment or checking data, everyone's face written with tension and anticipation.
The download numbers and positive review rates after the software's launch would be the touchstone of the company's reputation and the foundation of future sales plans.
The department heads and supervisors were even more on high alert, even having secretly contacted internet trolls. Once an unfavorable situation appeared, they would immediately start the emergency plan, using money to pave the way and turn the tide.
Natsuka, Kanako, Yoshida Saki, and Kurashiki Reina—the four beauties—sat around Kenji, their brows showing a worry they couldn't hide.
They knew very well that today's events were of no small matter.
However, Hisato Azuma was not among them.
Kenji had specially given her a day off to let her handle that marriage which had long existed in name only.
Last night, under Kenji's vigorous conquest, Hisato Azuma had completely lowered her guard and become his captive.
Whatever reserve and loyalty a wife should have no longer mattered.
What she was going to do today was get a divorce!
As for her incompetent husband, in Kenji's eyes, he was nothing more than an insignificant ant.
With a gentle squeeze, he could be turned into nothing.
With just a few phone calls, he could make it so that the man could no longer find a place to stand in this prosperous yet cruel society.