Done In by a MILF!

I woke to a strange sensation. An unfamiliar ceiling filled my vision first. What the hell — I wasn't dead? Or... was I?

Isis's voice, sharp with urgency. So this wasn't the afterlife, at least.

I tried to look around, but my body wouldn't cooperate. Fair enough — I'd fallen from that height. But something weird kept happening down below. I rolled my eyes downward.

What I saw was my half-hard cock, already flushed red and twitching back and forth. And a MILF, licking her lips as she stared down at it with naked greed. Because she was looking down, her voluptuous breasts hung forward — and even like that, they were beautifully shaped.

"Heheh, you're awake? Don't worry. You just overloaded your body for a bit."

I couldn't even speak. A moan, maybe, if I was lucky. So I'd gotten done in by something. I wanted to smirk bitterly, but even that was too much. What the hell kind of situation was this?

"It's not that bad. A massage could fix you right up, actually."

For some reason, she was pulling down the leather vest that had been barely containing her chest. The breasts I'd only seen as silhouettes were finally laid bare. Wide areolas. Pale pink nipples. And those nipples were pierced — silver rings catching the light. She kneaded those two full, heavy mounds and licked her lips.

"Still, though — just stay like that for a bit. The composition's pretty nice, you know?"

What was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she even saying? What kind of crazy talk was that? As if answering my frustration, she flashed her eyes at me.

"If you resist, it's just a hassle. Though that would be exciting in its own way!"

Shit. So this was rape. Guess that's just my everyday life now.

She slowly reached for my cock, smiling, never taking her eyes off the head.

"Don't worry. Big sis will take good care of you...♥"

Calling herself "big sis" to sound younger, she made her move. She climbed softly onto the bed, pressed those big, milky-white breasts close to my balls, and leaned in. Then she brought her sharp little nose down and started sniffing my cock in earnest, tracing the still-limp shaft from top to bottom with a slow, lingering sweep.

"Come to think of it, there's been a lot of hero hopefuls popping up lately. You one of them? Just nod with your eyes."

I nodded. Better play nice at a time like this. Sheer delight bloomed across her face.

"I get to taste a hero's cum? Lucky me. And if there's leftovers, I can even use it in a tonic♥"

Looking into her eyes, they were already overflowing with madness. She looked like a complete lunatic. She bumped my cock with the bridge of her nose.

"Shall we get this cock standing first?♥"

Sensation suddenly rushed back into my lower half. Every time she exhaled, I felt it — and my cock snapped to attention in an instant. You clueless little shit!

"Mmm♥ You're about to get raped, you know? And you're already getting hard?♥ That's why I love 'em young. So thick♥"

She lowered her face further. Her chin tapped against my balls, and just like that she started caressing my cock with nothing but her nose and cheeks.

"Haa, your balls are so full♥ The nuts, the cock — all of it so meaty♥"

With sensation only in my lower half, I thought I was going to lose my mind. Every last nerve seemed to be concentrated in my cock. She gripped the shaft from below and planted a light kiss on it.

"Nngh♥ Such a thick male scent♥ Still tender, but it smells like an untamed mutt♥"

While she kept stroking with her hand and nuzzling with her cheek, she never let up the assault of her breath against the head. My cock swelled steadily, the head going rock-hard and turning a deep, angry red.

"Nnhh♥ That's it — this is the part no magitech dildo could ever hope to match♥ I want a perfume that smells like this♥"

That wouldn't be perfume. That'd be a chemical weapon.

Then she suddenly squeezed my cock tight.

"Well then, I shall dig in♥ Time to conquer this young master's cock♥ Nngh-mmm♥"

Her mouth opened greedily. Rose-tinted lips parted, and a thick, vivid-red tongue coiled around my dick. Then she swallowed my cock down with savage hunger.

"Nnggh♥ Hnngh, schlrrp♥ Mmph♥ I'm kissing the young master's cock♥"

Schlrrp! Her tongue wound around the shaft like a snake, then clamped down tight and started pumping up and down. Not like a snake choking the life out of its prey — more like one coiling around you to seduce. The pressure on my cock was almost suffocating, and precum oozed out thick and sticky.

Flushed pink, she started sucking my cock like it was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted. Her eyes were shy, and yet they laid her lust completely bare. Holding my gaze, she worked her tongue, threshing the head of my cock like she was harvesting grain.

"It's getting hotter and hotter♥ Nngh-mmph♥ Twitching and pulsing like a heartbeat♥"

The hand gripping my shaft pumped even harder. And with the other, she grabbed my balls and pinched them one after another. It hurt — but even the pain melted into pleasure in seconds. Her exposed breasts swallowed my balls and announced their presence. My cock was way too sensitive.

I couldn't hold on any longer!

"Oho♥ Starting to tremble, are we? If you're gonna cum, then cum already, baby♥"

She sucked like she meant to rip my cock out by the root, shaking it with her hand. The bliss lasted only a moment — I came without even being able to scream.

Pshht-pshht-pshht-pshht! Blrrrt, blyyyt!

"Nngh-hmmph♥ Hahh♥ Schluuurp♥ Gulp — so good♥"

She filled her mouth with cum, then downed it all in one swallow. She licked the leftover from the corners of her mouth, her eyes curving with pleasure.

"Felt fucking amazing, huh? I like an honest young master♥"

The humiliation of being forced, and the perverse thrill of enjoying it anyway — both crashed over me at once.

So now I was tangled up with a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠MILF who was into young masters. That's one more for the collection! Maybe that's why I got even more turned on. And she seemed to know it, because she wouldn't let go of my cock.

"Alright then, next up...♥"

This clearly wasn't going to end anytime soon. I got milked, and milked again. Sometimes with her mouth, sometimes with her tits, even with some weird toy — she wrung me dry in rapid fire.

Four hours later.

"Oh my, that's already the tenth and you're still going strong? Heheh, this is why I love 'em young♥ Don't worry, young master hero. Thanks to all that love juice you pumped out, you'll be contributing to the history of human massage♥ Thank you~ *smooch*♥"

What kind of "contribution" was that supposed to be? Was she unblocking my meridians or something? Whatever it was, my consciousness was fading. If she was going to do this shit, she could at least have given me a mental fortitude potion!

Blrrrt, blrrrt! Byuut, pshht-pshht!

With one last spray of cum painting her face, my eyes fell shut.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was that this MILF Dinora's affection had skyrocketed. I'd seen the heart count change before, but this was the first time the affection rank itself had jumped in one go.

Anyway, that just meant I'd gotten wrung out that many times. Honestly, I was impressed with my own body. I'd busted ten times and my dick was still standing. Whoa. What the hell.

Is my dick actually some kind of Cthulhu tentacle or something? This doesn't make any sense.

No matter how faithfully I lived by my desires, this was getting a little scary.

Swoosh. This time, my body actually moved. Dinora the MILF was still stroking me.

Who the hell is this woman? I've never even seen this character.

I looked up at this character I'd never seen before. And I asked her.

"Who... are you?"

I already knew her name, but I asked anyway. This is why I love the notifications. Dinora smiled and met my eyes.

"Heheh, so you're that kid? The Leonhart hero hopeful."

"Y-yes!"

"People from the same territory and you don't even know me? I'm a little hurt."

She said she was hurt, so why was she smiling with her eyes? The slight droop at the corners made it even cuter. Wow. A MILF could be this cute? One eye-smile and I was done. Plus, she had hips to match that naturally plump ass. I swallowed dry at that deep, ripe maturity. You'd never see ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠this in Korea.

So this woman thoroughly, utterly violated my cock?

I was flustered, and yet I was happy. Yeah. It was a pretty complicated feeling.

"Dinora Soarib. I used to be a pretty well-known masseuse in the capital."

I just nodded vaguely, setting the bewilderment aside for now.

Was there a character like that...? I don't think so? Well, it's not like I know this game completely. It's a little iffy.

A character I didn't know. A situation I didn't know. Stuff like this coming up threw me off. What the hell — web novel protagonists always know everything and handle it smoothly. So what am I? Oh, right. I'm not a web novel protagonist. Damn it.

I tried moving my body little by little. Like peeling off a dried mud mask, I gradually loosened up.

"Huh? I was in pretty bad shape."

"I gave you a massage. Special aloe oil, too. How is it? Feel like you were born again?"

Dinora wiggled both hands as she answered. I moved my body around a few times and was amazed. Wow. I'd fallen from that height and thought I might've died. And when she was milking me, I'd been in such bad shape I couldn't even move. And she'd fixed all of that.

"Yes! Wow, all the fatigue is just... gone! You're amazing!"

"Heheh, guess I've still got it."

Women really are weak to praise. But I'd lived here and I'd genuinely never seen this woman.

"But I don't think I've ever seen you. Where exactly do you live?"

Dinora's expression darkened immediately. What, did she have some kind of situation?

"I live on the outskirts of the territory. Still do massage work now and then."

"Huh? Business can't be good out there..."

If you want to run a business, you do it in a busy district. The outskirts? That only makes sense if some rich person is opening a café as a hobby.

"I just... I just live, that's all."

Dinora dodged the question. She definitely had some kind of circumstances. As I scratched my head, she smiled contentedly and stroked my face. Her touch was soft, and yet it wrapped around my face with the dense, crawling intimacy of a snake. Caught in the pale orange lamplight, she looked almost like a witch.

"This little boy has the blood of a hero. What a strange world, don't you think?"

"Is it? I'm definitely going to become a hero. For sure!"

"Why? It's a job where you never know when you'll die."

She wasn't wrong. But try living in a world where you get dragged off to the army just for being a man. A life like this... you end up yearning for it.

If I answered with my actual desires, it'd ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠be a bit much. Let's go with the backup answer. A model answer, of sorts.

"I want to change how people see things. Haha."

"...How they see things?"

"I'm short, and I don't have any special abilities. So people tend to look down on me. Like, 'someone like you, a hero?' or 'you think this is easy?'"

Remembering that time, I had to take a breath. Especially Abeiru, that fucking bastard.

"So I want to change that perception. Tell them they were wrong. That I became a hero, just like this, with my head held high. That's what I wanted. Like they know a damn thing about me."

At my confident answer, Dinora's eyes went wide. She looked genuinely surprised. Wait, why? I just watched her, and she carefully stood up.

"Heheh, how are you more grown-up than I am? I should take notes♥"

"Nah, no way. I'm busy, so I should—"

"Wait. I want to give you a present before you go."

"A present?"

What kind of present? I was already looking forward to it. A MILF this pretty, this stacked, with hips like that, wanted to give me a gift.

Shhhhlk, swish! Dinora suddenly slipped off her skirt and let it fall. A surprisingly plump, pale pussy stared at me, lips pressed tight. From her completely exposed lower body, I looked up at her face.

"I want to cheer you on. So you'll make a great hero."

"H-huh, s-suddenly?!"

"So... suck."

Dinora shoved her pussy toward me. As it came closer, that uniquely feminine scent hit me, and my heart pounded. A mature woman was offering me her pussy and telling me to suck. I could refuse.

Like hell I could!

Refuse, my ass. Charge — forward!