Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 499

Chapter 499: Chapter 499 Movie
As she neared the door, she noticed something peculiar—it wasn’t fully closed.

The smallest gap remained, barely an inch wide, but enough to allow a sliver of warm, flickering light to escape into the dark hallway.

She swallowed.

A part of her told her to turn back. Whatever was happening inside, it wasn’t meant for her. She knew that.

And yet…

Her curiosity got the better of her.

“R—” She barely managed to say his name before the words died on her lips.

Her breath hitched.

Through the narrow gap, she caught sight of something—something that sent a jolt through her body.

Diane froze, her pulse pounding in her ears.

Her mind screamed at her to turn away, to pretend she hadn’t seen anything.

To pretend she wasn’t standing here, intruding on something she had no business witnessing.

But she couldn’t move.

She stood there, transfixed, watching, her heart hammering in her chest.

And she realized—this trip was about to change everything.

Diane wanted to leave. She should leave.

Every part of her mind screamed that this was something she wasn’t supposed to see, something forbidden.

And yet… she remained rooted in place, unable to tear her gaze away.

Her breath caught as her eyes locked onto the first thing that stood out—the sheer size of Ross’s cock.

Even with both of her sisters working their mouths over it, stroking, licking, and sucking with eager devotion, a significant portion remained exposed, thick and rigid, standing tall like an impossible monument to male virility.

Her stomach tightened. How can a man be that big?

She had never imagined something so absurd could exist, let alone that her own sisters would be the ones worshiping it so shamelessly.

But that wasn’t even the most shocking part.

It was them.

Sandra and Amy weren’t just engaging in something indecent—they were completely lost in it.

Their movements were wild, frantic, needy.

Their hands roamed his body with a possessiveness that made Diane’s throat dry.

Their lips pressed against his skin as though they were starving, their mouths stretching around his girth as though they had no other purpose but to serve him.

Diane’s body tensed.

Are women supposed to act like this?

She had always thought of intimacy as something private, quiet, maybe even awkward.

Yet here, her sisters were fighting for Ross’s attention with a desperation she had never imagined possible.

Her fingers clenched against the doorframe.

Do girls really need to do this to make a man happy? Do I need to suck cock too someday?

She had never given much thought to what men wanted before, never questioned what truly went on behind closed doors.

She had always assumed such things were transactional—something done in the privacy of a marriage bed, a duty to be fulfilled rather than something to be craved.

But the way Sandra and Amy moved… they wanted this.

Badly.

The heat in their eyes, the way their bodies pressed against Ross, the delighted moans spilling from their lips—there was no hesitation, no reluctance.

Only raw, unfiltered desire.

Diane swallowed hard. Isn’t that thing dirty?

She had heard girls whispering about such things before, gossiping in hushed voices about what they had done with their boyfriends.

She had never paid much attention.

But now, watching her own sisters practically worship Ross, the question burned in her mind.

Do all women end up like this?

The thought both terrified and intrigued her.

And then—something happened that made her breath hitch in her throat.

Ross shifted slightly, his gaze flickering toward the door.

For a second, Diane thought he had seen her.

Her heart pounded violently against her ribs as she pressed herself against the doorframe, holding her breath, praying that she was just imagining things.

But the look in Ross’s eyes was unreadable, as if he knew something—something she didn’t.

And then, as if confirming her fears, he smirked.

Diane’s stomach flipped.

Did he know she was there? Had he been aware of her presence all along?

A shiver ran down her spine.

She had seen enough.

Or maybe… she hadn’t seen enough at all.

At first, Amy focused on Ross’s cockhead and length while Sandra busied herself with his balls, her lips and tongue working in tandem to massage and tease the sensitive skin.

She licked and sucked with an experienced touch, making Ross exhale sharply as his thick shaft twitched in response to the stimulation.

But soon, the sisters switched positions again, and Sandra took over Ross’s cockhead.

That’s when Diane truly noticed the difference.

Sandra’s approach was vastly different from Amy’s.

Where Amy had been eager and enthusiastic, full of raw hunger, Sandra was calculated, deliberate.

She wasn’t just sucking Ross off—she was playing with him.

Her tongue flicked out first, tracing the slit at the very peak, teasing the sensitive opening with agonizing slowness.

Ross’s muscles tensed, his breath hitching as Sandra continued, swirling her tongue around the head before finally wrapping her lips around it.

She sucked lightly, teasing him further, before gradually increasing the intensity.

Ross groaned, his hips twitching slightly, and Diane felt a strange flutter in her chest.

How does she know exactly what to do?

Diane’s fingers gripped the doorframe as she watched, utterly mesmerized.

She had never imagined a woman would take so much pleasure in doing something like this.

From the way Sandra moved, it was clear she enjoyed it—not just for Ross’s sake, but for her own.

So this is what men like…

A warmth spread through Diane’s body as she unconsciously memorized every detail.

She wasn’t sure why. Maybe she was just… curious. Maybe she was simply trying to understand.

After all, one day, she and her boyfriend would probably take this step.

But deep down, she already knew the truth.

Her boyfriend was nothing like Ross.

And she was starting to wonder if that would ever be enough.

Amy and Sandra continued their sinful worship, their tongues and lips working together in perfect harmony, making Ross’s cock glisten with their saliva.