He recognized her instantly, swiping through a few more photos to make sure. She looked a little different, but there was no way he wouldn’t recognize her. ’No way, Sarah?’ He thought to himself.

She was one of the most beautiful girls from his high school back in the day. Not only was she that beautiful, but she was also in his class, and he used to have a massive crush on her in their early high school era. Back then he would literally do anything to be able to just have a short conversation with her. Of course, that conversation was usually in the line of him getting her something, or even worse back then, he would buy for her and her friends, of course, with his own money, and he would be happy and willing to.

She barely looked at him back then, and really used his feelings for her against him. Food was one thing, from little favours to notes and even onetime, emotional support, he gave all, while he received nothing in return. She really treated him like a pathetic puppy.

While he later caught on and moved on, those times happened for sure, that was the reality.

Looking at the profile with those memories he had almost forgotten resurfacing, his mood almost sullied. But then a dark smile appeared, spread across his face. "Oh, how the tables have turned," he muttered. He stared at her seductive photos for a long moment, imagining all the ways he wanted to fuck her senseless and make her regret ignoring him. This one he would definitely make into his play thing. With a dry laugh, he favourited her profile, saving her for later. She would be a very special package, he had other things to do now.

Pushing that thought aside for now, Edward messaged four other girls, all of them a little older than him, experienced, and highly rated. He booked each one for three-hour sessions, spaced throughout the day and evening. With the schedule set, he headed out quickly.

Luckily there was a store within walking distance, so he strolled there. It was only after he got there he realized he had just wasted time, since he neither needed condoms, and as for lube, he had a better idea for that, he wouldn’t need it. Once the girl was dripping wet, who would need lube?

He soon returned to the Airbnb.

With twenty minutes left before the first girl arrived, he opened the system shop to browse a few things. After some browsing, he found exactly what he was looking for, a premium cologne that dramatically increased feminine arousal. A few sprays and women would become exponentially horny within mere minutes.

It was reasonably priced, and since he had the money, he bought it immediately without second guessing. This was exactly what he had in mind when he decided not to buy the lube. Wasting no time, he sprayed a little on his direct skin.

Thinking about it, sleeping so many random women, it was only a matter of time before he ran into one with some kind of disease or infection, something he didn’t ever want to experience. Not just that, but seeing as he had to cum inside them, he needed a contraception skill or something that worked like that.

’Well, I have the health part covered, for the next 30 days at least.’

After a while of searching, he found one skill, "Sperm Control", which gave him the ability to choose whether his cum would result in pregnancy or not. The price tag was $2 million. It was expensive, but cheap when compared to many other skills. Edward made a mental note to buy it before sleeping with any non-escort women again, just in case they got crazy ideas afterwards.

Just then, a soft knock sounded at the door.

Edward opened it to find a stunning 26-year-old blonde standing there. She was thick in all the right places, with wide hips and a massive, soft-looking ass that strained against her tight dress, her big breasts full and heavy. Just like he seen her in her pictures.

"Hi, I’m Tiffany," she said with a professional yet sultry smile. Looking at Edward, it was quite the shocker, since men on the site didn’t really have photos or any profile worth looking at so to speak. She actually felt like she had hit the jackpot.

Edward welcomed her in. As they hugged in greeting, he boldly reached down and filled his hands with her plump ass, squeezing the soft flesh possessively. It felt even better than it looked, thick, jiggly, and incredibly plush. That feeling alone felt so good he didn’t let go immediately.

Tiffany let out a small surprised gasp but didn’t pull away.

Seeing Edward up close and following his action left her momentarily speechless. This man was ridiculously handsome—tall, perfectly built, with sharp, masculine features. She immediately assumed he had to be a celebrity or a high-end model, probably visiting from another city or country. Either way, she felt lucky to have been booked by him. Not to mentioned, this was the first someone had grabbed her like this as soon as they met.

Edward pulled back slightly and gave a simple command. "Go shower first. I want you fresh."

To her own surprise, Tiffany didn’t hesitate or question it. Something about his deep, authoritative voice made her body obey instantly. She nodded and disappeared into the bathroom while he closed the door, making sure he locked it properly.

A few minutes later, she emerged wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped around her body. Her skin was still slightly damp, and the towel barely contained her heavy breasts and wide hips.

Edward was already lying in bed under the sheets, his back against the headboard, the obvious, massive tent formed by his hard cock was impossible to miss.

Tiffany’s eyes dropped straight to the bulge. She bit her lip, feeling an unexpected rush of heat between her thighs. Even she couldn’t understand her body at that moment, she could already feel herself, and she was wet already.

Edward smirked and pulled the sheet down slightly, revealing the thick base of his girthy cock.

"Drop the towel and come here," he ordered, his voice low and commanding.