Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine - Chapter 121

Chapter 121: Dessert After Dinner I
Room G-7, Overwatch Headquarters

The trio sat on the floor in a circle as their laughter mingled with the clinking of plates and glasses as they worked their way through the impressive spread of food. Appetizers, main courses, and desserts—all demolished in record time. The once-overflowing cart was now barren, with only their drinks remaining.

Emma leaned back against the couch as she cradled an empty bottle of chocolate milk.

“One sec… *burp* okay…”

She sighed deeply with a satisfied smile on her face as she stretched her arms over her head.

“Ahhh, now that’s the life…”

There was such a relief in her voice.

“There’s nothing I love more than a bottle of chocolate milk after being starved for three friggin’ days.”

She rolled her shoulders lazily before adding.

“Honestly, if I hadn’t slowed down my body by resting, my fast metabolism might’ve kicked in, and who knows how bad that could’ve gotten. But in a way… this was kind of a training I didn’t know I needed.”

Scott chuckled as he leaned back and sipped from his yogurt with a teasing grin.

“Oho? So it’s a win-win then?”

Emma shot him a look, then grabbed a fork and pointed it at him with mild seriousness.

“Definitely not. Next time your sweetheart is trapped in a room and starving, you better make some effort to save her, okay?”

Scott raised his hands to playfully surrender.

“Mhm. Got it. I can do that.”

Emma’s stern expression cracked as she giggled softly.

She set the fork down and crawled forward toward him with very slow and deliberate movements that allowed her hips to sexily bounce from side to side. She stopped just inches from his face and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek.

“Mwah~ ❤️ Good…”

Her voice had a seductive edge as she spoke, and each word carried a soft, warm breath that tickled his skin. Her lips, pink like ripe strawberries, moved slowly to draw his full attention with every word.

“I’ve missed the feel of my lips on your cheek.”

Scott froze.

His eyes locked on her face, captivated by the softness in her expression and the hunger in her eyes.

This time, she wasn’t craving food.

… Mmmh~ ❤️❤️

Emma slowly licked her lips with her hot, wet tongue.

Scott’s eyes drifted down without thinking, drawn to the glimpse of her full, round cleavage peeking out from the loosely tied bathrobe. It stood out, soft and tempting, like prime cuts of meat covered in shiny oil.

The sight made his throat go dry, and he swallowed hard.

“Emma…”

Before he could finish, Gwen let out a loud, tired laugh.

THUD!

She collapsed flat on her back.

“Whoa…”

Gwen giggled, then spread out on the floor in her own loosely tied bathrobe.

“I think I’m done for. Can’t… move…”

Scott turned his attention to her as his brow crumpled.

“She looks drunk.”

He said, glancing back at Emma.

“It’s not like there was any alcohol in the cart, though.”

Emma tilted her head thoughtfully, then shrugged.

“It’s probably just a carb and sugar overload. Happens sometimes—makes people act a little loopy. Kinda like being tipsy, I guess.”

Scott hummed in understanding before Emma began gathering the empty plates.

“I’ll clean these up…”

She gently waved a hand.

“You should probably help Gwen up and take her to bed.”

Scott nodded as he stood and walked over to Gwen, who was still giggling on the floor.

He leaned down and scooped her up effortlessly.

“Awww ❤️”

Gwen cooed as she snuggled into his chest.

“Scott’s arms are so strong. Why haven’t you choked me with these muscles yet?”

Scott blinked, tilting his head in disbelief.

“Uh, because I don’t want to end up in jail?”

Gwen laughed breathlessly as her tender hand gently brushed against his cheek.

She leaned closer to press her lips against his ear.

She wanted him to feel every bit of the messy, soaking heat between her legs through her mouth.

“C’mon… it’s not so hard. I’ll make it easier for you~”

Before Scott could process her words, Gwen shifted in his arms and pressed her soft, big breasts against him. She cupped his face with both hands, and her eyes stared sexily into his as she leaned in. Her lips captured his in a deep, unexpected kiss, then her tongue slipped into his mouth in a slow, deliberate motion.

She wanted to feel every bit of his saliva and enjoy the taste of what his mouth always used to feel like. She’d gotten a taste before, and every single time she thought about it, she couldn’t stop touching herself like an untamed animal.

The heat of his saliva.

The thickness of his struggling tongue.

The feminine urge for her ass cheeks to get grabbed and mercilessly squeezed, like she was a hopeless, sex-hungry dog waiting to be passionately satisfied.

All this kept Gwen soaking wet every day.

Now, she could release that sexual torture she’d been enduring for so long.

Scott’s eyes widened in shock and his knees buckled as he stumbled backward and landed on the sofa with Gwen still latched onto him. Her tongue teased and danced in his mouth as her moans vibrated against his lips.

“Mmm ❤️ aahnn ❤️❤️!”

Gwen purred as her fingers threaded into his hair the more she pressed closer like a beast searching for warmth.

Her breasts kept pressing and molding against Scott’s chest, and even the thickness and fatness of her hardened nipples didn’t escape Scott’s notice.

He could feel them poking against his chest like they were nails full of milk. Even the way they throbbed, like squirming worms, made Scott feel as though they would explode at any moment and cover him in her premature milk.

Ahhnmm────UHHNNNN ❤️!

Gwen dived into a deeper kiss.

Scott’s mind was going blank.

The warmth of her body.

The taste of her lips.

The feel of her tongue in his mouth.

Even the soft, penis-provoking teasing of her breasts against his hardened chest.

They all intoxicated him like a drug.

“Gwen—wait—”

But Gwen wasn’t listening.

From her spot by the plates, Emma turned around.

All she could hear was Gwen’s untamed moans.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she took in the sight of Scott’s manly hands tightly grasping Gwen like a toy as her feverish body pressed against his.

Yet her face remained calm-eerily so-and when she finally spoke… she was quite calm.

“You seem to be enjoying that…”

Scott’s heart skipped a beat.

He froze as his lips were still half-locked with Gwen’s, who seemed too intoxicated to notice Emma’s sharp gaze. He finally mustered the strength to push Gwen back and his breath thickened as he broke the kiss.

“It’s not like I wanted to d—”

Emma’s lips curved into a faint smile.

It was quite suspicious.

She raised a hand to stop him.

“Nevermind…”

Her tone was light, almost dismissive, as if the moment didn’t bother her. Slowly, Emma stood from where she had been packing the plates and walked over to him like a slimy fox hunting in the bushes.

… Fufu~ ❤️

Her eyes never left Scott as she walked forward with an unnerving grace.

Scott tightened his brow and sat up straighter on the sofa.

He turned his head to watch her, but she walked past him, seemingly uninterested. Before he could fully process her actions, Emma disappeared behind the sofa.

Then, out of nowhere, her arms snaked around his shoulders from behind.

Her embrace was warm, firm, and strangely intimate.

Her chin rested lightly on his shoulder as her lips brushed near his ear.

“It’s fine…”

Emma murmured as her voice dropped to a whisper that made the hairs on the back of Scott’s neck stand on end.

“Maybe you deserve a treat from more than one lady today. Being your cock sleeves would be fine, hm? You’ve really had a hard month, haven’t you?”

Scott tensed as her words settled in.

『No way… is this really happening…?』

He turned his face toward her.

Their noses almost touched.

“I don’t really feel comfortable… with the idea of referring to my women as… as cock sleeves.”

Emma paused.

For a second, her expression remained neutral.

Then, slowly, her lips curled into a wicked smile──an evil yet oddly sexy one that made Scott even more attracted to her.

“Your women?”

Emma repeated in a very sexy voice.

“You jumped on the idea of having more than one girlfriend so fast, Scott. I don’t know whether to be angry… or turned on that my boyfriend can be so shamelessly perverted. Fuck, why can’t you show that side to me more often, ahhn~ ❤️”

Scott blinked at her, then leaned back just enough to close the gap between them.

His lips were now a breath away from hers.

“I can give you an answer if you want it…”

Such a husky tone it was.

Emma’s eyes widened slightly.

Her lips parted as she bit down hard on the corner of her mouth to stifle a moan that came out as a strained grunt. Her nails dug into his chest, and her entire body trembled as she whispered back her thoughts.

“God, I love the way you told me that…”

Her voice was so breathy and thick.

Something quite obvious to Scott.

“Is it… doing anything down there?” he asked.

Emma smiled. “More than you know…”

“How wet…?”

“I’m wet in every fucked up way you can think of, so do your janitor work down there and clean me up before I bust all over your face, Mr. Vigilante~”

“That sounds… tempting…”

A small smile appeared on Scott’s face.

Emma leaned in and started nibbling on his ear, soaking it with her thick, slimy saliva. Her tongue snaked into his ear, making Scott feel so good in strange and questionable ways.

In fact, he felt so good that one of his hands started to act on its own—first bending and twisting—before reaching down for Gwen’s left breast and squeezing it tightly. The excess meatiness of her breast pumped out between his fingers, as though it might burst like a water balloon.

The thickness of Gwen’s breast was amazing.

By no means were they bigger than Emma’s, but squeezing them felt so good that something began poking Gwen’s back from underneath.

“Scott’s cock is…”

It made Gwen feel so good that she arched her back on his lap and moaned passionately.

“Aahhhhnnn~ ❤️❤️!!”

Then, out of nowhere, a powerful spray of thick, watery fluid gushed out from between Gwen’s legs, staining both the sofa and part of Scott’s lap.

… SQUIIIRRRRT!!

Her wet, silky hole didn’t stop squirting. The more she squirted, the redder her face became as her sexual hunger climbed to new heights.

“Oh fuck ❤️… I’m co-, coming… ahhhnnn~ ❤️❤️!”

She arched her back even more, her hand stretching down there in an attempt to stop herself from squirting so much. But all it did was soak her hand in her fluids as her tongue lolled out and she moaned animalistically.

“Ohhnnn~ it’s almost like I’m peeing myself ❤️!”

A thick stream of fluid pushed out from her hole, like she had a squirt gun down there. It splashed onto the ground, spreading more and more as her fluids formed a puddle.

“Why does it feel so fucking g-, gooood~!”

Gwen bent her neck back, thrusting her ass out further, continuing to squirt her juices.

Scott and Emma stared at her in surprise, watching as the spectacle unfolded. It was like a shaken can of soda being cracked open with force—she just kept gushing.

… fsssshhh────SQUIRT!!

By the time Gwen finally stopped, her body was twitching violently, almost like a worm sprayed with salt. She couldn’t stop trembling, her breasts heaving as hot air rushed from her mouth with each labored breath.

… hah~ Hah~ HAHH~!!

Her face was an erotic shade of pink and her delicate eyes swam in so much horniness that she resembled a wild animal freed from its cage.

Gwen looked at Scott with shame on her face.

“Looks like I messed myself… sorry…”

She said shyly, glancing away.

Emma smiled, then turned to Scott.

“You should lick Gwen’s leftovers first. Clean her up while I get a taste of your meat. How’s that for a start?”

“That works…” Scott said, nodding.

･･･

Gwen went down on all fours, but her legs were still very weak from the sensation earlier. Her big butt was spread out for both Scott and Emma to see, and they were both surprised that, outside her tights, it was even much fatter.

It looked like two fat yet perky blobs of meat were held out before him, waiting to be eaten.

Gwen felt uncomfortable with the way they were staring at her butt. She couldn’t see them doing it, but she just felt like they were, and it made her face wrinkle in shame.

She sheepishly looked back at them and chuckled.

It was such a nervous chuckle—an awkward one, even.

“Does thou think thy hole is dirty?”

“Thy?” Scott lifted an eyebrow.

“Tch—you’re no fun, just lick me already…”

A smug look appeared on Scott’s face.

“Someone looks excited…”

“I’m not excited! I’m just—ahhhh ❤️!”

A moan slipped out before Gwen could finish her words.

She didn’t know when exactly, but somewhere between when she was talking and turning her head forward, Scott had grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and dived his entire mouth into her little, wet peach.

… lick! lick! lick!

That was the only sound Gwen could hear as Scott’s tongue went up and down her insides like a lollipop. Her hands started to awaken, and her eyes slowly felt heavy, as if they’d gained extra weight.

“Ahhnnn ❤️…”

She tried to fight the urge to moan.

But that wasn’t just it.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna… hnnnn ♡!!”

It came out.

… sssss—POOOOOOT!

A soft, almost wet-like expulsion of air left her little peach.

It sounded suspiciously like a fart.

Scott paused licking her wet hole and then lifted his head just above her butt a bit to look at Gwen.

By this time, Gwen had shamefully hidden her face.

“Was that a queef?” Scott asked.

“SH-, SHUT UP!”

The redness on Gwen’s face told him the truth he needed.

Shyly, Gwen decided to fess up.

“I-, I tend to fart from my vagina a little when I’m aroused. It just… it’s not me—it’s my mist powers, okay?”

“So you can fart mist?” Scott raised an eyebrow.

Gwen tilted her head a bit. “Yeah, basically…”

“Good to know…”

Scott parted her ass cheeks and dived back into her hole, and this time licked with even more fervor. His tongue trailed down the length of her beaver and licked her so hard she slowly wiggled her butt from side to side to expel some of the pleasure, but it just wasn’t enough—not only was Scott holding her butt in place, his tongue was also flicking her tiny bean and making her feel good in so many ways.

… POOOOOOT!

Another queef came out, and this time its wetness was enough to turn Scott’s face a little humid.

And then she came.

… SQUIIIRRRRT!

Her juices trickled out like a malfunctioning dispenser and covered his face in her sticky produce.

Scott waited a moment and licked some of it off his lips before hungrily diving back to eat out both her beaver and the other hole that couldn’t stop convulsing.

Now, both her holes were convulsing.

… lick! lick! lick!

His tongue scrubbed against them with passion.

『Hnnn~ ❤️ He’s so good with that tongue…』

Gwen fell forward on the floor as her head pressed against the ground and her butt rose even higher for Scott to get a fill of both her quivering holes that were mixed with his saliva and her unending love juice.

Finally, Emma took off her bathrobe and positioned herself behind Scott, who was also on all fours.

She rested on her back and crawled between his legs, where she could now get a good look at his rod.

It looked so strong, hard, and veiny that it almost looked like she was staring at a white Snickers. The girth of the meaty weapon before her made Emma’s mouth water so much that she started drooling from the corners of her mouth.

“Ohhh, my sweet man…”

She raised her hands and wrapped them around his waist, and then used that to pull herself up until her mouth kissed the tip of his throbbing thing. She moaned with passion as her whole mouth covered his thing and warmed it in her saliva that was so unnaturally sticky.

Her tongue started to move back and forth.

Then, she tightened her mouth around his meaty shaft so hard that she could almost feel every vein pulsing inside her mouth.

“MMMHHNN~ ❤️”

Emma’s eyes rolled back as she enjoyed the choking sensation of his meat in her mouth.

Scott jerked forward a bit.

“OOOOF!”

Such pleasure was too much for even him to handle.

This made his mouth press harder against Gwen’s little peach, and soon his teeth gently scraped against the tiny bean he’d been flicking with his tongue all this time.

“EEEEEEEEEKK~ ❤️!”

Gwen sprayed Scott’s face with more of her love juice.

“URRGHHH!”

Scott recoiled a bit as some of Gwen’s thick fluids got in his eyes and blinded him for a second.

This made Scott’s meat throb painfully, and soon his precum shot out of his swollen cap and into Emma’s mouth.

And Emma, anticipating this, was already piercing her little peach with two fingers and rubbing herself so hard at superspeed that her body vibrated with so much passion.

“I can feel it com──HACCKKK!!”

She choked on the precum just at the same time that her naughty beaver came all over the ground.

… SQUIIIISSSHH!!

Now, it was almost like Emma peed all over the floor.

They all collapsed and started panting heavily.

“That was… awesome…”

The trio said with tired faces.

･･･

While all this had been happening, Emma had a call that seemed to had gone through and standing on the other end of that call was Maya.

“Em… Emma…?”

She could barely speak her friends name.

After all, she was still paralyzed by the sounds of moaning that came from both Emma and Gwen.

“They seem to be… having fun…”

Maya stared at the floor with dull, almost dead eyes.

“How stupid can I get… she’s obviously showing off…”