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Milia placed her round and plump butt over his penis and slowly, ever so slowly, began to lower it.
Her milky white thighs sank down and the labia sucked in the engorged head of his towering penis.
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Surprisingly, Milia was the first to raise her voice. The tip had not even fully entered her slit yet, but her thin eyebrows twisted and furrowed while sexual moans escaped with her hot breaths.
Sol, on the other hand, could not say anything at all. He was spellbound by those well-formed hips sliding back and forth, left and right over his pelvis as if taking aim.
The fact that the skirt of her maid uniform hid everything that was happening below was particularly erotic in his eyes.
Finally, the mushroom-shaped head lined up perfectly with her secret inner entrance as she began to sink down further.
He felt a tight ring of soft and warm flesh wrap around his penis and was impressed by the pleasure his aroused penis’ nerves received from the warmth of the soaking wet woman.
As their union grew deeper, Milia's lovely body arched backward, unable to wait, as she slowly lowered her hips prompting him to grip her waist and lift his own hips up.
Her beautiful vagina squeezed tight to deepen their bond. Sol had already cum once, so he knew he didn't have to fear cumming too soon.
"Hah~! Maybe I got a little too worked up after such a long time. That felt way too good."
Her tone was a joking one, but a look of longing filled her face as she placed her hands on Sol's stomach and adjusted the depth of her sitting position.
Her body occasionally trembled as if suffering from small jolts of electric shocks, so he could tell how great the pressure building inside her was.
The beautiful bowl-shaped breasts, sandwiched between her upper arms, bounced and her wavy black hair fluttered through the air, reflecting the charming moonlight.
When the head of his penis reached her deepest point, a new honey-like stickiness wrapped around it.
She gave him a beautiful, almost coquettish, smile as she looked down at him with her knees on the bed, her hips on his crotch, and her hands playfully rubbing his chest.
Still, Milia was breathing so heavily she could barely ask. She had never felt so full.
'Ah, even my husband had never reached so far.'
Discarding the useless thoughts of her late husband she refocused on the little boy, no, the man she cared so much for.
Each time the head of his penis pushed into her deepest place, her ample breasts would shake and her body and soul would writhe in ecstasy, but she still remembered her position as the older one. She couldn't let herself be swept away in the pleasure… yet.
“It’s the best thing…I’ve ever felt.”
“Really? I am glad to hear that.… Ah, your penis is so hot it feels like it's going to burn my insides.”
She let out a sensual sigh and smiled seductively. She also kept her hips in place as if to savor the sensation of the penis inside her. It had been so long. More than a decade with only her hand to console herself during the night.
She couldn't help but relish the heat that was pervading through her body. Masturbation was nice, but nothing could beat the feeling of the connection between two people.
Sol stopped holding back and began to thrust his hips up into her twitching and nearly convulsing vagina.
"I'm so happy I could do this…with someone as pretty as you."
Those sincere words brought a happy smile to her face.
"Ara~! I wonder how many girls will fall into your clutches with those sweet words of yours."
She brought her face in close and moved her lips to the side as she began to lick his ear.
"Ah! M-Milia…that tickles."
"Oh? Fufufu! So Your ear is one of your weak points? You are so cute~!"
She lowered her head before gently biting on his nipple. She knew that even boys were as sensitive as women in that place.
He subconsciously reached out his hands to fight back.
He grabbed both of her soft breasts, pressing them against his chest.
Milia did not stop and continued bouncing her plump butt up and down. She stopped licking his nipple and straightened herself in order to give him better access.
Her ample breasts jiggled and her milk-seeping nipples danced erotically before his eyes while an obscenely sticky sound came from their union as her love juices soaked them both.
“Ahh, nhh…y-yes. Sol, please suck on my breasts. Drink my milk~!"
She pleaded as she leaned down while keeping her hips moving up and down, never breaking the rhythm. He was at the mercy of the pleasure from her vaginal flesh roughly rubbing against all the sensitive spots of his penis, and her tongue on his nipple so he obediently grabbed the heavy boobs pushed in front of his face and gently sucked on the nipples.
“Ah~! Yes! Suck them harder!”
Milia cried out as soon as he started sucking out her milk. The slap of flesh on flesh and her moans echoed through the room, which only increased his ever-growing lust.
The breast of a cow woman would become particularly sensitive during sex. Sol couldn't even imagine how much pleasure he was bringing her just by doing that.
"Nn.. Ahh, Sol… You're such a dirty boy."
"Milia… The way you wiggle your plump butt is just too lewd."
She just smiled seductively as her butt started wiggling and gyrating around in circles all on its own. Just as it seemed to be moving right, it would turn left. Meanwhile, her inner flesh continued to gently constrict, stroking the brazen younger boy inside her.
The creaking of the bed grew louder and louder.
"Ahh… Milia. I'm cumming again… "
"Fufufu~!" She tightened her hold on him as she began to accelerate, her eyes shining with unconcealed anticipation. "Go ahead. Just let your desire flow…"
Her hair danced wildly just like silk as it flew through the air.
The pressure around Sol's penis was simply too great as she continued to tighten herself. He gave one last mighty thrust and buried himself to the hilt in her vagina, hitting her cervix.
The wonderful shock was so great that a low moan left her throat.
Her entire body was wet and shining with sweat as she tensed up like a beast and breathed out her sensual moans of pleasure.
Her beautiful breasts jiggled boldly before his eyes and milk squirted out in a rainbow-like arc. The warm milk splashed onto his body and face, so it felt like receiving a milk shower.
"Do it! Paint my insides with your sperm. Mark me!!"
In addition to her sweet moans, her sweet hole begged him by sucking him in, so he sprayed his carnal desire inside it.
His second load of juices was no less impressive than the first as he fired it into her womb like a bullet.
They continued pounding their intertwined skin together until he had expelled the very last drop.
'Sex is really amazing. I feel so full right now.'
Milia seemed to literally become a blazing inferno. A switch flipped inside her as a large grin covered her face.
"Heheh~! You can keep going, right?"
A shiver of nervous anticipation went through his spine. Her predatory eyes seemed as if it was about to devour him and frankly, he wished for it
She didn't wait for him to answer as she resumed swinging her hips, bringing him a new sensation of pleasure.
"Let's continue. This time. I will show you how it's done."
That night, Sol got carried away and came inside Milia three times before falling asleep with Milia in his arms since she was totally exhausted.
Having cummed thrice from Milia's passionate and meticulous attention, Sol had fallen asleep almost immediately. The day's tiredness, and the mental strain of the pleasure he received, coupled with the strain of the passion-filled exercise was just too much for him to do anything but immediately shuttle to the realm of sleep.However, for some unknown reason, as the light of the sun, filtering through the curtains, shined on his shut eyes and began to rouse him from his deep sleep, he felt a wet and warm sensation surrounding his lower body, specifically his hardened meat-slab.Slowly rubbing his heavy eyelids, still drooping with sleep, he looked at his crotch, and immediately, identified the source of the pleasurable feeling originating from his pleasure organ.“Good morning, your highness.”Milia looked up at him with a gentle and slightly lecherous smile, but for some reason, his underwear was pulled down to his knees and his morning wood was held firmly in her dainty hands, shini
“Setsuna, did you say that you would do anything?” Ostensibly startled and taken aback, a little, due to Sol’s sudden actions and subsequent query, Setsuna floundered briefly but immediately after nodded nonetheless, a serious expression donning her face. “Of course. What do you want me to do?” “Then...could you do it to me with your chest?” Hesitating briefly before mustering his determination, Sol uttered those scandalous yet conspicuous words. Following the night of passion he recently spent with Milia, he had to confess that having his dick sandwiched between two large breasts was an incredible feeling to experience. Setsuna showed a look of pure astonishment before tilting her head a bit in contemplation, trying her best to decipher Sol's conspicuous words. Moments passed and finally it clicked; her face blushed like a fully ripe tomato, upto her neck, once she realized the hidden meaning behind his words. “S-so there is such an act too?... I have studied a bit about the sub
Done messing a bit with a sexually overdosed Setsuna, Sol now laid down inside the lukewarm water of his bath, prepared for him to relax and blow away some of his fatigue, as his body was being scrubbed clean and tended to by five maids, with luscious bodies that would make any men drool at their mere sight.Even though he was originally from the world of modern times, he didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable being tended upon by the skilled and dainty hands of his maids and in fact relished it, quite a bit. Any man would enjoy being tended upon by willing women, said enjoyment increased proportionally to the beauty of the woman involved.His bath was more akin to a large swimming pool full of hot steaming water rather than the traditional bath usually found in the empire's nobility. The maids bathing him were wearing a mixed assortment of white and black micro-swimsuits, of his own creation, that barely covered any of their womanly features from the eyes. It made their sights e
Hearing his sudden question, Lilith, who was about to eat her meal, narrowed her eyes to slits; myriad emotions filtered through them before she elegantly put down her fork and knife, resting her gaze at a serious Sol, more serious than she had ever seen him before.She knew for a fact that this question would be coming her way sooner or later and in fact, was surprised it took so long.Silence settled between the two as Lilith searched for the right words to answer Sol, to explain what he desired to learn. She wished for nothing more than for him to understand her woes and the grounds behind her actions.Before getting pregnant with her daughter, Lilith had never been interested in motherhood and she believed that she was far from the perfect example of what a mother should and could be.Her life was a battlefield and she was a warrior, motherhood never came close to the nature of slaughter and destruction she cultivated throughout her life.Thus, the inevitable happened when her chi
8–11 minutes He echoed out loud in absolute bewilderment. From the situation, he could somewhat guess what she meant but he wanted to hear her explain it, without that there was no way he'd be able to believe the presumptions his mind reached on its own. A sad smile, full of melancholy and pain, formed on Lilith’s face; saddening further seeing his incredulous look. "Do not underestimate the means of a woman. Do you know this saying? Beauties are the bane of heroes.” Lilith didn’t dare to enter into details, just thinking about this wretched memory made her heart hurt, and made it hard for her to breathe. "I do not wish for you to meet such a stupid end like your father. Your father was very poor at handling women. How to say this… He was too dense? Too easily flustered by women? I never understood why despite all his power he became a total mess when facing a person of the opposite gender." She sighed sadly, remembering about Mars and his foolish antiques when it came to women
Slowly opening the enclosed bedroom door, Milia entered the room, her steps etched with a grace born from years of training.Milia responded, a beautiful smile formed on her lips, her head tilted, a mischievous glint flickering in her calm gaze, "You mean aside from wanting to meet you?"Blushing a little at the blunt words spoken, Sol floundered to find an answer to her teasing. Milia could be incredibly forward sometimes and in those rare moments, he would get flustered by her affectionate remarks, no matter how used to her flirtatious antiques he grew to become over the years."Fufufu. It makes me happy to still see you blushing like that. I was worried—""—No, it's nothing. As for your answer, while I indeed wished to see you. My main purpose in coming here was to remind you that lady Edea expects you at her library for your lesson."Abruptly gasping in surefire panic, Sol's back drenched in cold sweat as he was reminded about the appointment with his teacher, he almost missed it.
Sol couldn’t help but feel a little weak in the legs, walking down towards the private zone reserved for his magic teacher. He couldn’t help but wonder if Milia was in reality a succubus with how she had completely squeezed him dry in the span of a few hours. ‘Well, I should focus now.’ Edea Asmodeus, the witch of time, tentatively known as the Witch of the West. Edea was his teacher in magic studies, even though he couldn’t use mana until his awakening. Even then, her teachings weren't something he could use, he wouldn’t be able to learn witchcraft, for it was something only witches themselves could do. An inmate talent of theirs that set them apart from other humans. Still, he was glad to have her as his teacher. The distance between the resting quarters of the upper floors and Edea’s domain was quite far so it took him a while to finally reach it, walking at a steady pace as he did. It didn’t help that he was slightly exhausted after his earlier sensuous moments with Milia. Wh
'So basically my father was the stereotypical archetype of the main character in Japanese Isekai Novels.'He knew for a fact that the story couldn't be that simple, also there were still many little things, crucial secrets, he wasn't told or made aware of but frankly, it didn't matter to him. His father's past wasn't an issue he wanted to muse on for the time being. He had other more pressing things to handle."Master, what do you think I should do?"Yes, this was the crux of the matter. When you don't understand, simply ask someone knowledgeable, seek and request solutions, or a path you could tread. Discussions always lead to the answers you seek — it’s been that way since time immemorial.It was a rule — a rule Sol lived by throughout the entirety of his life. Be it in this world or in the previous one, that was his motto.Edea, hearing his question simply smiled, a heartwarming smile, knowing that she was someone Sol could lean on to when debilitating on a matter. Hence, she prese