Schlick Schlick Schlick
Elaine’s fingers moved in a fevered rhythm, her slick folds glistening as she pleasured herself with unrestrained desire. In her other hand, she gripped Leon’s thick dick, stroking it with a slow, uncertain pace.
‘If she keeps moving her hand like that, I won’t cum in a thousand years…’ Leon thought, frustration flickering in his mind.
‘I need to do something-‘
But before he could act, Elaine suddenly paused, her fingers slipping away from his cock.
“It’s still so hard…” she murmured in a hushed voice, almost to herself. “I guess I need to touch it directly.”
Leon’s breath hitched at her words, excitement coursing through his veins.
‘Fuck yes… do it directly.’ His mind raced with anticipation as he felt the soft tug of fingers slipping beneath his waistband.
The cool air kissed his exposed skin as Elaine pulled his pants down, her warm, delicate hand wrapping around his length with newfound confidence.
“Remis…” Leon whispered, his voice a mere breath against the night.
The moment her skin touched his, the arousal surged through her body. Elaine let out a shuddering gasp as an electrifying wave of pleasure coursed through her.
‘Haa… this feeling again…’ Her mind spiraled into blissful chaos, her thighs trembling as arousal flooded her senses non-stop.
Her hand tightened around his dick, her strokes growing more eager, more desperate.
‘Why does my body react like this to my son? It’s like I’m craving something only he can give me…’ she thought, biting her lower lip. Her breath came in ragged pants as she pumped his thick shaft, her own fingers plunging into her soaked pussy with equal intensity.
Her grip on Leon’s dick became firmer, her strokes faster. The lewd, wet sounds of her own pleasure filled the air, suddenly Leon could no longer hold back.
‘Shit… she’s getting too good at this—’
His body tensed. The pleasure built rapidly, a tight coil in his core that was seconds away from snapping.
‘Fuck, I’m gonna cummm—’
With a low, guttural groan, he spilled his thick ropes of white semen painting Elaine’s flushed face and ample boobs.
The thick smell of Leon’s cum and the sheer filthiness of the act, was too much for her to bear at the moment.
“C-Cummming~… Anhhn~”
Her body arched as she reached a big orgasam and in order to keep her voice low she immediately covered her mouth with her hand that was already covered in Leon’s semen.
Despite her attempt to stay quiet, a sinful moan slipped past her lips, the raw pleasure making her body tremble.
Leon let out a heavy breath, his muscles relaxing as exhaustion overtook him.
‘Haa… that was perfect. A much-needed release with the soft hands of such a busty MILF…’ His thoughts faded into darkness as he drifted into sleep.
—
The Next Morning…
Selene stirred awake, her senses still hazy from sleep. She blinked groggily before something sharp and intoxicating invaded her nostrils.
Sniff-Sniff
A deep shiver ran down her spine as the thick, unmistakable scent of semen lingered in the air.
Her face instantly flushed.
‘W-What is this smell…?’
Her eyes darted to Leon, and immediately, her breath hitched.
A massive tent stretched his pants, the outline of his cock straining against the fabric. Dark spots marked his crotch, hinting at what had occurred during the night.
‘Oh my god… did he… masturbate last night?’
Her cheeks burned with heat as a strange, forbidden curiosity slithered into her mind.
Unconsciously, her hand drifted downward, slipping beneath the fabric of her panties.
‘What is wrong with his size…? Even my husband isn’t that big… then why does he—’
Click
The sudden creak of the door startled her, and she quickly shut her eyes, pretending to be asleep.
“Wake up, you tw—” Elaine’s words faltered as soon as she caught sight of Leon’s morning wood.
Her body stiffened.
‘S-So big…!?’
Her thighs instinctively pressed together as her neglected pussy clenched.
Leon groggily opened his eyes, stretching lazily. “Hmm…? Morning already?”
Elaine’s gaze remained locked onto his hard dick, her expression unreadable.
“Mom ?” he called, amusement creeping into his tone.
She jolted, her face burning crimson.
“H-Huh?! Yes! Wake up—it’s morning!” she stammered, scrambling toward the door. “I-I’ll prepare breakfast!”
Leon smirked as he watched her flee in embarrassment.
‘Heh… she’s completely in heat. That much is obvious.’
His amusement was cut short by the sudden wail of Selene’s infant daughter.
“Uwaaahhhhhh…”
Selene stirred, letting out a soft sigh. “Yes, yes… I know it’s your feeding time.”
She sat up, adjusting her clothes—only for her eyes to briefly flicker back toward Leon’s junk.
A flash of heat flared in her gaze before she quickly turned her attention back to her child.
Leon grinned.
‘Well, well… that makes two of them.’
With a satisfied stretch, he rose from bed, already looking forward to what the day might bring.
—
Breakfast…
Freshly dressed, Leon joined Elaine and Selene at the wooden dining table. The smell of cooked meat and warm bread filled the air, but his thoughts remained far from food.
“So… will you bring more meat today?” Selene asked, her voice carrying a hint of anticipation.
Elaine shot her a disapproving look. “Selene, don’t pressure him. Leon, you don’t have to do anything today. Just focus on preparing for your Class Identification Ceremony.”
Leon hummed in response, only half-listening.
‘This ceremony is a defining moment for every child in the village. A single blessing from the church could shape their entire future. Farmer, warrior, mage… the possibilities were endless.
If you come up as a mage, archer, alchemist or swordsman class, your parents will send you to the magic academy.
Other classes are just ordinary.
But honestly? I am not too concerned. Whatever class I get, it doesn’t matter much since I am just here to fuck MILFs.
Meh… might as well go. It’s not like I have anything better to do today.’
As he casually ate his breakfast, an idea flickered in his mind.
Beneath the table, he slowly extended his foot, brushing it against Elaine’s bare leg.
She tensed at the unexpected contact.
Her eyes darted toward him, searching his expression—but Leon remained perfectly neutral, as if nothing had happened.
‘Must have been a mistake…’ she told herself, shaking off the strange sensation.
But then…
“Remis.”
“Heeek—!”
A tiny, startled squeak escaped her lips before she could stop it.
Leon’s smirk widened.
