My Taboo Harem System

Denzel was almost overwhelmed as he stared at the girls, Antonia and her girlfriend.

His body nearly trembled from the sight of them. He could feel himself shaking slightly, and for a brief moment, he feared someone might notice.

’No. I need to compose myself. I need to compose myself before I get noticed.’

Before he could finish the thought, something caught his attention.

A presence.

Someone was staring at him.

His eyes immediately flicked to the side, only to meet the gaze of the fat girl.

She was looking directly at him.

The moment he saw her, the fascination in his eyes seemed to vanish, replaced by a fresh wave of disgust.

"Oh."

The sound escaped him as a soft grunt.

Without hesitation, he looked away.

Antonia, meanwhile, turned toward the others and clapped her hands lightly.

"Well, what are you guys waiting for? Come on, come get seated. Come get seated."

Denzel moved forward with the group, and so did the fat girl.

The four of them soon settled around the table.

Once everyone was seated, Antonia got up and headed toward the kitchen.

A moment later, she returned carrying a large jug of wine along with four cups.

She placed a cup in front of each person before setting the jug down in the middle of the table.

One by one, she filled the cups.

Only after she was done did she lean back in her chair and grin.

"Finally. We’ve been waiting for the goddamn wine. Enough of the water. Less folks being sober already."

That earned a round of laughter from everyone.

"Amen to that."

The cups were lifted.

Antonia raised hers slightly.

"Finally. So let’s begin."

With that, they all took a sip.

As Sarah gulped down her wine, Denzel couldn’t help but notice how her chest seemed to move with every swallow.

His gaze lingered.

And lingered.

’These three girls are surely witches.’

The thought surfaced immediately.

’Because how could they be so wicked as to keep bodies like these away from me? It should be an atrocity. Shit.’

He continued staring.

’How I would really love to touch a glimpse of that fat ass.’

A grin almost threatened to form on his lips.

’A glimpse for now... and then a hellish fuck later.’

The thought amused him enough to make him chuckle inwardly.

’It’s just like they say. Cry now, laugh later, right?’

He finished another gulp of wine before his thoughts shifted.

’But one thing that is bothering me, though...’

His eyes narrowed slightly.

’Why the hell is this fat-ass bitch still looking at me?’

His gaze flickered toward Sarah.

Sure enough, she was still sipping on her drink while occasionally glancing in his direction.

The moment she noticed him looking back, she immediately turned away.

Denzel frowned.

’It’s not really the good type of fat.’

He shook his head inwardly.

’I guess there’s always going to be an unattractive friend among the group. That’s always how it goes.’

Setting his cup down on the table, he leaned back slightly.

His thoughts drifted elsewhere.

’But I do have to complete the harder mission here anyway.’

His eyes moved across the table.

One girl.

Then another.

Then another.

’I will never forgive myself—or ever stop calling myself a pussy—if I find myself surrounded by this much fresh meat and can’t even get a single taste.’

A small grin tugged at the corner of his mouth.

’So I do wonder...’

His fingers tapped lightly against the side of his cup.

’Whose ass am I going to pulverize today?’

***

The night carried on, the drinks continuing to flow as the group settled into an easy rhythm.

Platters of ham, cheddar, and assorted snacks were spread across the table, giving everyone something to pick at between drinks. Laughter came and went naturally, filling the room with a comfortable warmth.

For the most part, Antonia and Mia dominated the conversation, trading stories about their day and laughing over things that only close friends seemed capable of finding so amusing.

Denzel, however, was different.

While everyone else relaxed, he spent more time observing than participating. He sat quietly, listening, watching, and filing away every little detail he could gather about the people around him.

Despite the welcoming atmosphere, he never truly lowered his guard.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Mia burst into laughter and dropped her cup onto the table with a soft thud.

Her cheeks had grown noticeably pink from the amount of alcohol she’d consumed.

Denzel glanced in her direction before taking another sip from his own drink.

’Lightweights.’

The thought amused him.

A faint smirk touched his lips as he took another gulp and set his cup back down.

As he did, Sarah raised her own cup toward him.

"Thank you. I always wanted to be a comedian, anyway."

Leslie laughed.

"Oh, why did you stop? You haven’t really told us much about yourself."

Antonia suddenly froze.

A look of realization crossed her face.

"Oh, right. I completely forgot you’re new to the group."

She laughed awkwardly.

"I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude."

Turning toward Sarah, she pointed accusingly.

"Baby, you didn’t even remind me that I never properly introduced myself."

Sarah blinked.

"What do you expect from me? I’ve been drinking."

To emphasize her point, she immediately took another sip from her cup.

The table erupted into laughter.

Then Sarah reached over and gave Antonia’s breast a playful squeeze.

"Nothing else."

Antonia gasped dramatically, her face turning an even deeper shade of red.

"Hey!"

She lightly smacked Sarah’s shoulder while the others laughed.

Watching the exchange, Denzel felt temptation stir inside him.

For a moment, he found himself imagining things.

Still, he quickly reined himself in.

’Patience, my boy.’

His fingers drummed lightly against his cup.

’Patience is key.’

As Sarah turned back toward him, Leslie cleared her throat.

"Oh, sorry. Where were we?"

She snapped her fingers.

"Oh, right. I get to talk about myself."

She chuckled.

"I’m Sarah, as you already know. And honestly, there’s not much to say about me besides the fact that I absolutely love alcohol."

Her grin widened.

"And I travel a lot. When I say a lot, I mean a whole lot."

She leaned back comfortably in her chair.

"I’m a merchant. I mostly assist the royal guards with transportation and logistics. That’s pretty much my job, which means I’m usually away from my baby."

Her hand found Antonia’s shoulder and rested there affectionately.

"But believe me, I trust my baby completely."

She smiled.

"She could never look at anybody else."

Antonia immediately melted.

"Aww, baby."

Denzel listened quietly.

’But your baby was only a few minutes away from having my cock up her ass.’

The thought lingered in his mind.

’Anyway...’

He took another drink.

"Alright, alright, alright."

A moment later, attention shifted toward him.

Sarah pointed.

"Your turn."

Denzel shrugged.

"Me? I’m just a completely normal guy."

He spread his hands.

"There’s really not much to say. I work with Antonia. I’m her colleague. That’s pretty much it."

Sarah smiled warmly.

"Well, it’s nice meeting you, Denzel."

Denzel returned the smile without hesitation.

"Likewise."

Inside, however, his thoughts told a different story.

’You won’t be saying that for much longer.’

His smile never wavered.

’And that won’t be the only thing you’ll be saying soon enough.’

The conversation might have continued normally if another voice hadn’t suddenly cut through the room.

"Enough talking already."

Everyone turned.

Terrell leaned forward in her chair.

"Let’s get to the fun part of the night."

Hearing her speak, Denzel glanced in her direction.

Immediately, the room’s attention shifted toward her.

Mia looked especially interested.

What surprised Denzel most was how composed Terrell remained.

Despite everything she’d had to drink, she seemed perfectly comfortable being the center of attention.

That had been one of the first things he’d noticed about her.

’No surprises there.’

Terrell clapped her hands together.

"We always play games whenever we get together."

She smiled.

"So let’s play one tonight."

Denzel wasn’t particularly interested.

’Party games?’

He took another sip.

’That doesn’t really interest me.’

His gaze drifted lazily around the room.

’If this group came up with it, it’s probably going to be something boring.’

Mia tilted her head.

"What game?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Denzel listened while drinking.

’Truth or Dare?’

He suppressed a scoff.

’Or maybe Would You Rather?’

Neither possibility sounded remotely entertaining.

Terrell’s eyes flickered toward him for a brief moment before she smiled.

"Seven Minutes in Heaven."

The room grew noticeably quieter.

Denzel’s fingers tightened around his cup.

He took one final drink before casually setting it down, making sure not a single change showed on his face.

Inside, however, his thoughts sharpened instantly.

’Seven Minutes in Heaven.’

The words echoed through his mind.

His eyes brightened.

’That’s it.’

The idea struck him immediately.

’I was already looking for a way to get one of these girls alone.’

A slow grin threatened to form.

’And she just handed me one.’

His mind began working at once.

’If I play this properly, I can most definitely get one of them alone.’

The possibility rooted itself firmly in his thoughts.

Terrell looked around the table.

"So?"

A grin spread across her face.

"What do you all think?"

Her gaze swept across everyone present.

"How about we play Seven Minutes in Heaven?"

Denzel remained perfectly calm on the outside.

Inside, however, an entirely different thought echoed through his head.

’Hmm...7 minutes in Heaven...I needed a means of getting on of these girls alone...seems I just found it...and now, I’ll give one of these bitches a good fuck that they’ll never forget.’