Milf's Diary

I was wandering through the empty corridor. My eyes locked on the Milf’s Diary. I had finally understood how it works. This thing was alive, and there were also limitations on the women I could have sex with.

I could only have the women selected by this Diary instead of the ones I like, or it would drain some of my talents.

"Sigh~"

I took a deep breath, took a look around, and closed the Diary.

It’s not that bad. Until now, the Diary had only chosen beauty beyond my expectations. In this palace, every single maid was a walking superstar compared to those on Earth.

Thinking about the restriction imposed by Diary, I walked into an empty room. I looked around a little. There were two empty chairs placed facing each other in the middle of the room.

When I looked at the floor, there was a beautiful blue rose carving, glowing softly.

"Strange," I muttered, wondering if it was some kind of magic or what? I circled around the chairs for a bit before I got some reaction from the Milf’s Diary.

I stared at its bronze cover for something before my eyes got diverted towards a Great Sword placed on a wooden frame.

I quickly looked back at the Milf’s Diary, and a few seconds later my eyes were once again on that sword. It was as if this Diary was diverting my attention towards that sword.

Maybe it was trying to tell me something. Now, it was up to me whether I would listen to it or not. I wasn’t sure about what might happen if I touched that and... As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat.

Well, I am not a cat. I didn’t have to reason with myself. I simply moved towards that sword.

My steps slowed; my face reflected on the shiny blade of that sword. I stretched my hand, tapping on the reflective surface of the blade.

Clank!

As soon as my finger touched the sword blade, it split in two from the centre. The double-edged great sword split into two single-edged swords.

The floor beneath my legs shook a little, as the chair placed at the centre of the room began to sink into the floor. Only their backrest was left above the floor.

The image of the blue rose was glowing even brighter in that moment. I subconsciously started taking steps towards the centre of the room.

I felt like I could still stop my steps at any time and leave this unusual place, but something within me was telling that everything would be fine.

I stopped right at the boundary of the blue rose carving, thinking for a few seconds before I decided to take the last few steps, clutching the Diary in my left hand. I stood there in the middle of the room, feeling a strange kind of sweet smell filling my nose.

This smell was quite special. My body seemed to enjoy it.

My muscles had been a bit sore lately because of so much effort that I put in with Veronica and Elina were slowly getting better.

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a second, but the next time I opened them... I wasn’t in that palace room anymore. I was standing in the blue rose garden, each flower glowing subtly, creating an otherworldly strangeness within this dark cave.

When I looked at the sky, there was no sky but dirt and rocks.

Did I get teleported into some underground place? I wondered, blinking my eyes; I tried to digest this information.

I glanced at the Milf’s Diary, which actually gave some sense of assurance.

In front of me was a narrow path going into the depths of this flower garden.

"Um, let’s explore this place a little. This place feels more comfortable than home; I remember in my memories." I said in a low voice and took a step into the valley.

My steps were slow. I walked for quite a while down this narrow path until I saw something else that wasn’t roses.

A few metres away from me was a stone platform made of beautiful white stones, with the carvings of blue roses. Each one was glowing similarly to that of the one I saw in the Sterling Palace.

The platform was surrounded by translucent blue curtains. Inside, I could clearly see the image of a lady stretching her body. My eyes didn’t stick to that lady as I was more interested will her information would appear in the Diary or not.

I was about to look into it when an otherworldly force grabbed my body. The Diary fell from my hands, and I was pulled under those curtains.

"It’s a bad thing to trespass into someone’s property without their permission." A sweet voice came into my ears.

I looked at her in a daze. She was wearing a translucent blue robe similar to these curtains in the surroundings. She also had a pair of beautiful earrings made up of blue crystals and a necklace.

If compared to the Milf’s registered by the Diary, she was a clear winner. She had thick thighs, a gorgeous face, voluptuous breasts and plump ass. She was the clear definition of Mommy, and even better than the one I had ever imagined in my life.

Her silky white hair paired with her blue robe... just too beautiful.

"Hmph~ hey! This is my place, why are you here without my permission?" She asked again, puffing up her cheeks cutely as she sat up on the white marble floor. Her right hand was carrying a rose made of blue crystals, and she raised it towards me.

Clunk~

She tapped my head with this crystal flower, which gave me a little pain. But that rose broke into tiny glowing sparkles, vanishing into the air.

"I am sorry," I finally uttered something, still a little dazed by her beauty.

Sniff~ Sniff~

She leaned towards me, like a little pup, and started sniffing my clothes, before saying, "Eww... You smell so gross. Take a bath first."

She flicked her slender finger at my forehead, and my body fell backwards. A swarm of blue rose petals hit my back, flying straight into the sky, taking my clothes away with them.

Splash!