The next day.
The rustling of fabric and soft breathing woke Ren from his sweet dreams. Opening his eyes, he saw Itsuki.
With her nine-month pregnant belly protruding, Itsuki was only in her underwear, now slipping into tight workout clothes.
"Itsuki-sensei is so diligent, never skipping yoga lately."
"Sorry, did I wake you, hubby? Also, I'm doing this for our baby, so I can give birth without complications."
Itsuki didn't mind Ren watching her dress. After all, there wasn't a part of her body he hadn't touched. It was too late for embarrassment now.
'It feels like a long-married couple.'
Just as Itsuki was thinking warm thoughts about their life, her daydream was shattered by Ren's next joke.
"Itsuki-sensei's delivery will go smoothly, I guarantee it. After all, we've been having sex so often, it'll make the baby's path easier."
This time, Itsuki couldn't maintain her composure. Her face flushed bright red. Her eyes glared sharply at Ren, a mix of anger and embarrassment.
"Stupid, perverted, filthy, lecherous hubby! No action for you tonight!"
With her face still red from embarrassment, Itsuki hurriedly left the room.
"Hahaha… Teasing Itsuki never gets old."
Amused by Itsuki's reaction, Ren chuckled softly. He deliberately added "sensei" when speaking to her, a reminder that their relationship was still teacher and student, despite all the intimate things they did.
"By the way, I haven't told Natsuo about my new woman."
How could Ren miss a chance to show off?
He quickly grabbed his phone from the table, his fingers deftly searching for a video file.
It was a recording of him taking Momobami Ririka's virginity two days ago. Without hesitation, he sent it to Natsuo.
In the Line chat, the "read" notification appeared instantly, indicating the message was seen.
Ren: {What do you think, Natsuo?}
After sending the message, there was no reply.
Maybe Natsuo was watching the porn video first before starting the conversation.
While waiting for Natsuo's response, Ren browsed through his collection of photos taken during his encounters with his women. Each image was a lewd memory he carefully preserved, proof of his conquests.
There was a photo of Itsuki, her bulging belly clearly visible, a contrast between pregnancy and passion. In one shot, she looked up, her face flushed with pleasure, sweat dripping down her temples as Ren pinned her on the living room sofa. Her legs wrapped around his waist, a sign of how deeply she was into it.
Then there was Masha, her gentle expression replaced by an ahegao, her tangled brown hair sticking to her sweaty neck. One image captured her in a doggy-style position on the kitchen table, her back arched beautifully, her buttocks raised provocatively.
Hayasaka's photos showed a side far from her calm, emotionless maid persona. In those images, she was far wilder, her body arched at the edge of the bed, her expression pleading. One photo showed her gripping Ren's shoulders tightly, her nails whitening as she reached her climax, her body soaked with sweat and fluids.
Yotsuba's collection was the most dynamic and unrestrained. One photo showed her with a mischievous smile, her green bunny-ear ribbon still on, while her body arched as she rode Ren on the bedroom floor. In another, she was panting under the shower, her body sweaty and wet, eyes tightly shut, showing how intense their sessions were across various corners of the house.
With her long silver hair spread across the pillow, Alya looked passionate. These photos captured moments when she completely let go, her lips slightly parted, her body tense at the peak of pleasure. One low-angle shot showed Alya clinging tightly to Ren, her back slightly arched, sweat dripping down her spine.
And the latest was Ririka. One photo showed her immersed in the new sensation. Another captured her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her legs raised, proof of how foreign yet powerful her first experience was on the now-disheveled bed.
"The photos I took turned out pretty good. Maybe I've got a talent for photography?"
Ren stared at the collection, a faint smile on his lips. Each photo was a trophy, a reminder of his dominance, and tangible proof of how these women could become slaves to his desires.
Ren was engrossed in scrolling through hundreds of photos in his gallery when his phone vibrated—Natsuo finally replied.
Natsuo: {One look, and I know she's a high-class woman! Bro, where'd you find her? Tell your buddy 🙏🏻}
Ren: {Believe me when I say she was my prize for winning a bet 🗿}
Natsuo: {Come on, who're you trying to fool, Ren 🙄. Using a person as a betting prize? That's basically human trafficking! If you don't want to tell me, forget it}
Ren: {We're even now. You've got five women by your side, and I've got five too 😏}
Natsuo: {Pfft— 😆… Ren, that info's outdated. Hold on, I'll send you proof}
Reading that last message, Ren frowned. A thought crossed his mind.
"Could Natsuo have a new woman too? Tsk, I hope his kidneys give out soon."
Even a man of Campione caliber like himself felt drained after hours of sex with Yotsuba yesterday. That's why he didn't do anything with the other women in his house.
Soon after, Ren received a video and photos sent by Natsuo.
Clicking the video, Ren guessed the room was a love hotel.
In the footage, a mature blonde woman with a side ponytail was desperately trying to cover her face with her right hand upon realizing she was being recorded.
Ren remembered Natsuo mentioning this woman was a widow named Ayase Akiko, who had a high school-aged daughter.
In the video, Akiko's voice was panicked, mixed with faint moans.
"Natsuo-kun, d-don't record! Please! What if this video leaks and my daughter sees it? I might kill myself from shame!"
"Relax, Akiko-san. I swear, this video is just for my private collection, just for us. I only want to capture our beautiful moments together. Look, you're so gorgeous right now, your whole body is glowing…"
"But… but still."
Akiko was still hesitant, trying to dodge, but Natsuo gently pulled her hand away from her face.
"This is my lifelong request, Akiko-san. No one will know. It'll be our little secret, just ours. It's just a keepsake. I want to preserve every detail of you."
Finally, after Natsuo's coaxing, Akiko reluctantly agreed. The camera kept rolling as Natsuo continued his actions.
"Natsuo-kun… ahh! More… rougher! This is my first time having sex again since my divorce. I want you to drive me crazy!"
"Oh? So you're thirsty, Akiko-san? Thirsty for my touch? I'll give you what you want. I'll make you forget what it's like to live without me."
Natsuo whispered dirty words in Akiko's ear, triggering an even more intense response.
"D-Don't stop! Please… fill me up completely!"
Akiko gripped Natsuo's back tightly, her nails slightly scratching his skin.
Pausing the video, Ren downloaded the photos from the chat.
The photos captured Akiko half-naked, sprawled on a disheveled bed, the white sheets tangled around her body.
Her blonde side ponytail was partially undone, covering one side of her face, while her flushed cheeks were clearly visible. Her eyes were slightly closed, lips parted, and her breathing appeared labored, indicating how satisfied she had just been.
Sweat glistened on her neck and chest, which rose and fell. A faint mark was visible on her inner thigh, solid proof of how intense their encounter was.
After examining the photos Natsuo sent, Ren returned to the chat.
Natsuo: {I'm awesome, right? 😎}
Ren: {You dropped your crown 👑}
Natsuo: {Haha, jealous? But seriously, Ren, screwing a MILF is a whole different vibe. Akiko's given birth before, so she knows exactly how to please a man. Her walls… ahh, they're looser, but that's what makes it addictive. She's also more experienced, knowing what we want without needing much talk. No wonder so many guys are into MILFs; it's an unforgettable experience. You should try it too, bro!}
Natsuo: {So, after hearing my experience, are you interested in MILFs, Ren?}
Ren: {My preferences haven't changed. I'm only interested in virgins. Women who've lost their purity to other men don't interest me one bit.}
Natsuo: {Hahaha! Typical virgin-hunter! But I get it, that's a challenge in itself. The thrill is different when you're the first to unwrap the 'gift.' Especially if she's from a prestigious family or has a spotless reputation. The mental satisfaction… Priceless!}
Ren: {Exactly. Especially if she's an idol or from a wealthy family used to a pure life. Ruining them, tainting the purity they've guarded, that's far more satisfying than just fulfilling lust.}
Natsuo: {Agreed! But doesn't that make you addicted to just the 'pure' ones? It limits your options. Sometimes, experienced women can offer something new.}
Ren: {That's just for passing the time. The thrill of defiling the pure is more than physical. It's about domination, taking something no one else can. Making them beg, moan under you, and forget all the values they held. That's the most satisfying.}
Natsuo: {Damn, you're a true freak! But I get it.}
Natsuo: {Oh, by the way, my next target is Akiko-san's daughter, Ayase Saki. She's a first-year at our school. I want to make an oyakodon fantasy come true.}
Ren: {Ha! Great idea. I wish you luck. Don't forget to send the video later.}