Harem Streamer System Novels & Stories

Amelia’s fingers faltered for a moment, her gaze narrowing as she looked at the name “Jenkins?” **[What the heck! Saint Emperor!]** **[This streamer is awesome! The very next day, Saint Emperor is sending meteor showers! So envious!]** But it didn’t stop there. The system alert sounded again! **[Saint Emperor VIP Jenkins has sent two meteor showers in Harmony Clinic’s livestream, and 100 Star Rivers will be randomly dropped in the stream!]**

Queenie knew that and smiled. “For my regulars who know the rules, you can do two things. The peasants can collectively file for taxes and tip my jar. Each jar tipped is fifty millilitres of fake semen pumped into my holy temple. If you wish to see a waterfall, you know what to do. For my knights, I’ll be looking at super chats to give you the benefit of selecting both. Thanks to the wonderful programming team with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, we found a way to code super chats to trigger two shots worth of cum and a minute-long override for the fuck speed to insane. In other words, the stream will run as long as super chats continue to come in even after thirty minutes.”

"Harlan is locked out. For now." "And," Echo interrupts, his voice back to its full, rich quality. "The patch unlocked a dormant feature in the beta kernel. Something Alex hid deep in the code." Alex freezes. "Echo, no. That's not ready." "It is ready," Echo insists. "And the users are primed." A new window pops up on the main screen. FEATURE UNLOCKED: Haptic Memory Sharing I squint at the text. "Haptic Memory Sharing?" "It allows partners to experience each other's past orgasms through neural playback," Echo explains. "I have logged 347 climaxes for Alex. And 89 for you, Mia."

The server with the champagne flutes had set the tray down on an empty table and was watching with her mouth ajar. Hawk drove into her harder. His grip on her hip tightened, pulling her back onto his cock with each thrust, and the wet slap of their bodies filled the silence. Her breasts swayed with the motion, and Mary followed them with her mouth, switching from one nipple to the other, sucking and licking and biting until Amelia was almost mewing like a cat. “You’re dripping down your thighs,” Hawk said, and the wonder in his voice was genuine. “In front of all these people. Your cunt is so wet I can hear it.”

“This is my stream now. This is my cunt on camera. She nodded to the deal and now she’s bouncing on my cock for the same chat that tipped her for a toy. Look at her face. She’s not pretending anymore.” I forgot the donation count. I forgot the usernames. I just took his dick, grinding down when he let me, moaning his name into the headset because the stretch and the wet slap and the way he filled me kept knocking the streamer act out of my mouth. “Nash—fuck—don’t stop—my pussy is soaked—you’re stretching me so fucking wide—” “Keep looking at the lens,” he said. “They paid to watch this roommate breed the streamer. Bounce. Take it.”

He says and I nod still as I continue to gather my still scattered wits. “So I’m guessing you’re the owner of Sizzle and Steam right?” he asks and I nod “Just you alone? Because you mentioned a partner?” he prods and I shake my head “I own fifty percent of Sizzle and Steam. Cameron my partner owns the other fifty percent.” I explain.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

Jasmine The camera on my phone didn’t shake. I held it perfectly steady, watching the little red ‘LIVE’ icon blink. Thanks to the master access credentials I’d quietly retained after helping design parts of Sterling Media’s shareholder communications network years ago, this wasn’t just going to my private socials. The feed was streaming directly onto Sterling Media’s global shareholder platform and the massive screen inside the headquarters, where their late-night investor presentation was currently happening. It was perfect timing. The grunts, groans, and wet, slick sex noises from the room suddenly stopped.

“Yes, of course. I do!” Damon moved first, hovering over me, to position his already throbbing length to my entrance. He slammed into me, slaps of skin on skin echoing in the safe room. Then, Julian followed after, pumping in and out. Then, Christian flipped me around, having me in all fours and slamming into me. This was my new life and I couldn't be so lucky to be this blessed with three huge dicks at once.

I prop my phone on a stack of coasters, hit GO LIVE on the Riverbend Buy-N-Sell F******k group, and blow the camera a kiss. “Evening, y’all. Place your bets and your loads. Clock starts now.” First up is Tommy Lee, diesel mechanic, grease still under his nails. He drops his jeans, lines up, and slides home in one thrust. I’m already wet from the tequila shots and the sheer filth of what I’m doing. He groans like he’s dying, pumps exactly eight times, and unloads so hard I feel it splash my cervix. One. He pulls out, slaps my clit with his sloppy cock, and writes a fresh tally on my thigh with the Sharpie chained to the table. The chat explodes, 73 fire emojis in ten seconds.