The Lust System: Brother, Please Help Me-Chapter 171: One minute

The second the countdown began, a shuddering moan was heard. The sound echoed through the square. That one sound became a catalyst. Suddenly, more sounds were coming from the room. The high-pitched whining, the low moans, and sudden grunts filled the square.

Those watching could see the happening in the room. The tendrils that snaked around the people had begun to vibrate. Some secreted liquids, others rubbed.

One woman gasped as the tendril around her legs tightened. They don’t feel like vines or plants anymore. They have now begun to warm up. The room itself is emitting an intoxicating aroma. The tendrils flatten and lengthen. Everywhere they move, it’s like being sucked by tiny tongues. And each tongue knows exactly where to touch.

A man in the room couldn’t help releasing a sharp hiss as one of the tendrils broadened and flattened over the head of his cock. It lengthened to cover the entirety of his shaft. The pressure on his cock caused him to almost tip over.

The feeling on his cock was warm; the continuous pulsing and suction had his hips jerking forward. He groans, head lolling back. The moment his neck became exposed, another tendril found his neck and ear.

The feeling of being touched all over simultaneously was too much for some to bear. Several people had already had their orgasm. The rest were still holding on by a thread.

Voices of ’fuck’ and ’oh god’ filled the scene. For those watching outside, it was a sight to behold. They could see the shapes and sizes. They saw one enter a woman’s pussy and the next moment she convulsed, screaming and cursing from what looked like an intense orgasm.

She wasn’t the first. One man had his eyes closed, pumping away as though he had forgotten he was not actually inside a woman. They watched his hips move and the pleasure on his face.

Some wondered if they should have joined. If only to experience what those people inside were experiencing right now.

A woman inside the room felt one of the tendrils move to her clit. She had been holding on for 30 seconds, not that she knew that. Her teeth were gritted. The thing fluttered over her clit.

She kept thinking to herself. ’I can do this. Fuck-I can-’

She heard a man not far away, let out a guttural groan. She knew he had cum. Now, more than ever, she made up her mind. She couldn’t cum.

The counter was now at 20 seconds. The room was a mess of wet sounds. Squelching, slapping, the sound of suction, all mixed with the desperate cries of those trying not to cum.

Everyone in the room hoped they would be standing after the one minute ended. The tendrils flicked over the woman’s clit. She felt her knees buckle. She felt the pleasure in her lower abdomen.

She tried to breathe through. She tried to think about anything other than the messy thing playing with her body.

Finally, she heard a sound and the tendrils stopped. She almost cried from relief. She was able to get into the next round.

"Congratulations to those who have passed the qualifying round. To reward you for your exceptional control, we will allow you your orgasms."

Before they could think of anything, the tendrils started again with renewed vigor. Hearing they had passed, the rest of the contestants had no qualms about having an orgasm. Many had already planned to give themselves an orgasm before the next game.

As for the woman who almost had an orgasm, as soon as the tendril touched her G-spot, she screamed. Her orgasm had already been close. Now, with the permission she needed, she let the pleasure wash over her and allowed herself the orgasm she couldn’t have had only a few seconds ago.

When she opened her eyes, she realized the room was filled with light. And the people with her were being released from their restraints.

"You will be given 10 minutes to calm down before the next round begins. Ensure you have cleaned up and are calm and ready."

Ember and the others on the podium were having a discussion.

"Why didn’t you tell us about this room?" Ivan was complaining. He had never experienced anything like that before, but others in the base were able to. "Aren’t we supposed to be the top of the food chain? Where’s my tentacle fun?"

Aiden glared at him. "We hadn’t intended to do this. It was supposed to be a pussy and cock segment, where everyone did their best to resist cumming. We were only going to use toys. But the number of people made that impossible.

"So we had to make a quick decision and use those instead. If you want to use it, go ahead. Just know, that setting was the lowest. So, unless you plan to desensitize yourself, you should keep quiet."

"That’s the lowest?" Adrienne asked incredulously.

"Yup, replied Ember. "Why do you think we didn’t say anything about? You get a quick orgasm, sure, but where’s the fun in that? Unless you are just looking for a quickie. Then it works wonders, but the CL is negligible."

"It isn’t negligible if thousands of people are using it?" Sarah replied, exasperated. "You don’t think there are people who might want to take the edge off during the day without full-blown sex?"

Dismissively, Ember pointed to Aiden and replied, "I have a sex machine right there. He never gets tired, so taking the edge off is just a matter of turning around."

She rubbed his arm to soothe him. Giving him puppy eyes, she batted her lashes to let him know she doesn’t actually treat him as a machine. Aiden only shook his head and smiled. He knew what she meant, and he didn’t mind being her sex machine.

He knew he wouldn’t be getting tired of her. She had had to take care of him for the rest of her life. And he would do the same for her.

"Let’s prepare for the other game," he said.