Milf's Diary

"Are you two ready now?" Cassy walked into the room, her body dripping with sweat.

She looked at us with eyes filled with lust, but my mood was already ruined.

"Yup," Jack quickly jumped off the bed, hugging her long thighs. He stuck out his tongue and gave a lick to her sweat-covered, thick thigh.

She bent down and picked him up like a little baby, and shoved his mouth onto her tit. Doing so, she turned towards me. Her eyes narrowed. "What are you waiting for? Come here and lick." She looked at me and ordered.

I glanced at her muscular body before my eyes fixated on her legs; those curly hairs between her thighs were hiding her flower quite well. I had her invite, but not the erect cock to fuck her.

"I will pass," I said, trying to put up an act as if I had been seriously offended by her leaving for the ritual. After all, saving face comes first.

"Hmph," I snorted and turned my head around.

"Huh, you will pass." Suddenly, she grabbed my hand. Her palm alone was bigger than my head. I wondered if she had the strength to crush my head single-handedly; the Battle Goddess Vessel couldn’t be limited in strength, right?

She shoved my face between her legs, giving me no time to resist. Even if she had given me time, I would have lacked the strength to put up the resistance.

"Your head is pretty strong." She said, clutching my head even tighter.

"Stop, it hurts." I roared, finally feeling some real pain. Her fingers were crushing my skull.

Hearing my roar, she let go of my head. I glanced up at her towering body. She was looking down at me, emitting a terrifying suppressing aura.

I felt almost powerless to resist her, but something inside me forced me to look right into her eyes. At first I was still in confusion, but soon I realised what it was coming from. At this moment, I had all the talent of the Milfs I had claimed, which I might not be able to use actively, but they were all at work passively.

I closed my eyes for a second, and when I opened them next, the world changed its colour for me. In front of me stood the lady wrapped in pink light, with a touch of brown.

She didn’t appear as aggressive as she acted. She actually appeared to like us.

"Are you licking or not?" She asked in an authoritative tone.

This time I already knew her true emotions, which weren’t bad at all. I actually wanted to suck her, but... At this moment, I remembered that there was a contract option in the diary that only required Milf’s love juice to activate. Maybe that was the second way to claim Milfs.

Thinking about it. I turned to look at her curly hair. If I got her into the Milf’s Diary, I might also get her terrifying strength. There was no loss in trying it out.

I didn’t hesitate any longer and placed both hands on her thighs. I leaned forward, taking a sniff of her musky scent, putting my nose deep into her bushes. I gently moved my nose around, tickling her abdomen, while taking a bath in that primordial fragrance of her.

She smelled raw and delicious, carrying the wildness and natural odour that made my blood boil.

"Um~ stick out your tongue." She commanded, pleased with my move.

I followed her word, giving a lick around her clit. Despite her muscular and rough build, she still has very delicate skin between her thighs. Soft and Warm.

Sniff~ Sniff~

Now, I knew why the hell that fatty was so lost in smelling her bedsheet. She indeed smelled wild; if not for the curse, I might not have been able to stop myself from putting my cock into her.

My tongue swirling around her wrinkled skin, occasionally brushing against that closed entrance, leaving a trail of saliva to tease it.

"You’re doing quite well." She praised, ruffling my hair.

"Can I bite your thighs?" I, too, had a request for her. When I said that, Jack, who had been sucking on her boob, suddenly jumped in, "Nice idea. We both can bite one thigh each."

I was still waiting for her answer, and to please her, I began tickling her entrance with my tongue. Sneaking into her forbidden ground, brushing against that soft land of flesh hidden under her wrinkled skin.

"Hm~ mm~ it feels so good~ suck it~" She didn’t really listen to our words, as she placed one hand on Jack’s head and the other on mine, pulling our faces back to our designated spot.

"You can do it later~" She added, agreeing to our perverted request.

I wondered if we could do tattoos in this world; having a few slutty tattoos on her body would make her really attractive and feel owned.

This was something to look for in future, but first...

I focused all my attention back on her entrance. My tongue crossed the first blockage of bushes, then dived into the dried land, finding some moisture underneath. I started moving my tongue around on this moist land, making her moan even louder.

"Ahm~ mm~ fuck~ am~"

She was going wild in pleasure. I wasn’t expecting such a loud reaction from her. It looked like our kidnapping plan wouldn’t be about kidnapping anymore.

"Cassy! Where are you? Cassy..."

Suddenly, a voice came echoing in the room as a woman in her thirties walked in. She was calling for Cassy, most likely inviting her for the ritual.

This lady was standing right in front of us, but she couldn’t see us thanks to Jack’s Mirror Dragon.

"Fuck... Sorry guys. I have to go." She cursed, glancing at the lady, but when she turned to us this time, she sincerely apologised.

It was simply impossible to judge her at first sight. She had an unruly, wild appearance, but her heart was even more loving than those sweet young girls.

Leaving the invisible barrier, she almost made the lady freak out, who wasn’t able to see her in the room a moment ago.

"Cassy, those moans- what were you doing?" She questioned, her eyes searching the room all around.

"If you are so curious, here you go." She grabbed her by the neck and threw her on the bed before walking out of the room.

"Play with her while I am busy."