Milf Hunter in Another World

After spending the night pleasuring the two women who visited me in the morning, I woke up to a mountain of laundry, bodily fluids splattered across the room, and an assortment of unidentifiable hairs.

People are animals too.

It’s only natural to leave traces after a night of passionate sex.

Especially if it’s the kind of mind-blowing, soul-shattering sex that corrupts even the most innocent of women.

However…

Looking at the state of the room, I can’t help but feel a pang of guilt for Peridot, who would have to clean up this mess.

I never imagined it would get this messy in just two days. I should really be more mindful.

Glancing down at my still-erect penis, I thought, ‘My bad, buddy. You should be reflecting too.’

I can’t even look Peridot in the eye.

What will she think when she sees this disaster?

“Master, may I come in?”

“Come in.”

Peridot blinks, taking in the stark contrast of my room.

“Should I wake up Cecil…?”

It’s still early; she’s probably still asleep…

“One hour will be enough. Please wait for me in another room.”

I retreat to my office to avoid getting in Peridot’s way.

An hour later.

“Master, it’s Peridot.”

“Come in.”

Peridot enters with a strange drink.

It’s in a small bottle, just a small amount, and doesn’t look like tea or alcohol.

Unable to contain my curiosity, I ask, “What’s that?”

“It’s a homemade high potion, Master. I used only natural ingredients, so it also helps restore your energy.”

“For me, by any chance?”

“Yes, Master. The only person I serve is you.”

“Peridot…”

“You’ve entertained many ladies at once, so please replenish your depleted energy with this potion.”

“Thank you.”

I gulp down the potion in one go.

“How is it?”

“It’s not like the effects will kick in that fast, right?”

Huh?

My body feels warm, my mind clear.

My entire body is overflowing with energy, making me regret my previous statement.

“Wow, this is good.”

My fatigue disappears instantly. Did potions always have this effect?

I feel like I could go without sleep.

“Thank you, Peridot. Cleaning must have been tough enough, and now this…”

“It’s only natural for me to take care of your surroundings, Master.”

“Still, thank you.”

“I shall prepare breakfast now.”

I pull Peridot into an embrace as she turns to leave.

“…”

Her eyelids flutter, startled, but…

She quickly regains her composure, staring up at me with an impassive expression.

I kiss her without warning, kneading her ample bosom.

“Slurp.. Mm… Mm…”

Peridot willingly parts her lips, accepting my kiss.

No reason needed.

I’m turned on, so I embrace her, and she, in return, offers herself to her master.

Rubbing my hardened length against her, I suck on her lips like a starving man.

My hands roam freely over her breasts, squeezing and kneading.

“Sluurp.. Sluurp.. Sluurp.”

“Uhm… Um… Mm…”

I purposely collect my saliva and feed it to her, squeezing her breasts harder as I grind my erection against her thighs.

Even as I express my desire with such animalistic fervor…

I stop short of taking things further.

Peridot is a virgin.

And one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met, with a body to match.

I may rub myself against her, kneading her breasts like a child seeking comfort…

But I won’t take her yet.

Not yet…

I have to savor this. Let the anticipation build.

Mama Peridot accepts all of my desires.

She doesn’t scold me for touching her breasts, and even as I suck on them and rub myself against her, she straightens her back and offers her body to me.

That’s why…

My desires are fulfilled too easily.

If I wanted to take her, I could do it right here, right now.

I could put into action the hundreds of ways I’ve imagined ravishing her.

So easily…

That’s why I hold back.

It’s too precious to waste…!

There’s no need to rush.

She’s already mine.

“Peridot.”

“Yes, Master.”

“I really like you.”

As she opens her mouth to respond, I crash my lips against hers, stealing her words with a rough kiss.

“Chulup. Mm. Mm…”

“…”

Peridot responds with equal fervor, her tongue tangling with mine until I finally pull away, allowing her to continue.

“I like you too, Master.”

“Is that from the manual?”

“…”

Her gaze shifts away.

“Your true feelings?”

“I don’t dislike you.”

To think she doesn’t dislike her perverted master, who clings to her, sucking on her and rubbing his hard cock against her.

Peridot is very patient.

“However…”

“However?”

“I can’t help but feel… that I need to take care of you.”

…Motherly love?!

“Mama Peridot…!”

I bury my face in her bosom once more.

“You’re usually so dignified, Master, but you become like a child in front of breasts.”

“It’s your fault! It’s the fault of Peridot’s alluring breasts!”

She unbuttons her uniform, freeing her breasts from their confines.

Whoa!

Those magnificent mounds jiggle enticingly!

“You can hug them, my baby Master.”

“Mama…!”

I nuzzle my face against her soft warmth, rubbing my cheek against her.

I have to savor this… savor this…

Even I don’t know how long I can maintain this restraint.

Time passes since I rejected the dark circles lady, but the number of couples visiting Milf Hunter workshop steadily increases.

Every time, I pretend to listen to their concerns, then drag the pretty wives to the bedroom and have my way with them.

“Ah, ah, Trainer… Trainer…!”

Today’s conquest is a blonde milf, short at 160cm but with adorable features and big breasts.

Just like with Gracia, I utilize my authority and techniques as a trainer to establish a no-condom agreement and mercilessly pound her with my breeding press.

Thrust, thrust, thrust!

“Oh! Oh… Oh…”

“I’m cumming in your pussy!”

“No… Don’t…!”

“Spread those legs!”

“Hnnn ”

After a night of passionate sex, the milf wears a blissful smile even after I “fail” her.

The husbands’ reactions vary.

Some, like Tom Hephal, voice their complaints, while others accept the outcome silently and leave.

So far, no one has resorted to violence.

Perhaps… because I have Verdia Chartreuse backing me?

Even when I’m just sitting in my office, pretending to work, the milfs of this city won’t let my cock rest…

Maybe this place really is heaven.

My days are filled with irresponsible sex with married women.

If they’re attractive enough, I invite them to the bedroom and treat them to a night of sweaty, passionate, pregnancy sex!

Because I’ve been using and discarding them so readily, the number of consultation requests has decreased…

However, the milfs’ satisfaction is sky-high, so none of them badmouth me to other couples.

How do I know this?

“Master. Lady Hephal is here to see you.”

“Gracia is?”

Wasn’t her consultation over?

Confused, I step outside only to have Gracia throw herself into my arms.

“Trainerrr… ”

“Please, Madam, this isn’t appropriate.”

Anyone could tell she came here without her husband knowing.

And that’s not all.

This has become a regular occurrence since I started accepting consultations.

It’s not like my dick is a Michelin-starred restaurant, yet the milf return rate is a solid 100%.

That’s how I know they’re satisfied.

“She paid 250 gold coins, Master.”

Peridot shows me a pouch filled with gold.

I grab Gracia’s ass and chide her playfully, “Madam, you can’t buy a re-evaluation.”

“It’s not an evaluation fee…”

“Hmm?”

“It’s for… another round of pussy pounding… ”

“…”

“My husband just doesn’t do it for me anymore. Please, Trainer, give me your big, hard cock…”

She clings to me, her plump ass rubbing seductively against my groin.

A milf offering herself…

Or rather, a milf offering money for sex, her dripping pussy ready and waiting. There’s no reason to refuse.

I’m used to this.

I’ve experienced this countless times back in my world.

Once the number of married women I’d slept with in my neighborhood reached double digits, my inbox was flooded with desperate pleas for sex.

“Madam, your husband will be heartbroken if you keep doing this.”

“Ah…”

“I’ll return the money. Please, take it and go. You have a child… Do you really want to make them unhappy?”

“…”

The lust-clouded look in her eyes fades, replaced by a flicker of guilt.

I had to use her child as leverage.

That’s what being a mother is all about…

“I’m sorry. Please forget this ever happened. These shameful desires…”

“Don’t wear miniskirts then.”

It actually looks really good on her.

Her plump ass practically spills out, and I have to clench my jaw to resist the urge to grab it.

Gracia, finally regaining her senses, flees like a startled rabbit.

“Ah!”

She drops her pouch in her haste…

I follow after her as she bends down to retrieve it.

Her skirt rides up, revealing her plump ass and black panties, but she’s too preoccupied with the pouch to notice.

I was going to stop her anyway, but this is even better.

I pull down my pants.

As she straightens up, startled by the sound, she comes face-to-face with… my cock pressing against her entrance.

“Gasp!”

“Oh… Ohh ”

With ridiculous ease…

Her warm, wet pussy swallows me whole.

“No… Trainer…”

“Don’t give me that. You came here begging for it, you naughty milf!”

I thrust my hips!

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Ohhh ”

She lets out a happy moan, her face flushed with desire as she receives her much-craved pounding.

“Take this! I’m gonna impregnate this naughty milf’s pussy!”

“Huh… Hooo… Why… So suddenly… Hnnn… Ah… Ah…!”

“I was just kidding. I wasn’t going to let you leave from the start.”

“Th-that’s… I finally… pulled myself together…”

“You should’ve pulled yourself together before rubbing your miniskirt-clad ass against your affair partner, you little minx!”

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Hoooot…! Oh… Ohhh… Pussy pounding… Pussy pounding feels so gooddd ”

“Take it properly! I’m giving you a free pregnancy fetish session!”

“Th-thank you! Thank you for the free pregnancy fetish sessionnn!”

She doesn’t miss a beat, jumping at the opportunity.

And as if to express her joy and gratitude, she grinds her ass against my crotch!

I grab her hips, pulling her closer as I continue to pound her senseless.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

“Oh… Ohhh… Hoot…! Oh…! Ahh…! Ahh…! Ahh…!”

“Do you like my hard cock, huh? Did I fulfill your wish?!”

“Hng… Hooo…! I love it…! I love Trainer’s cock…!”

“Get ready! Here comes another one!”

“Oh! I’m sorry, honey… Trainer’s affair cock is amazinggg… ”

She leaks, unable to contain herself as I relentlessly pound her from behind.

I continue my assault, the sounds of our bodies clashing growing louder with every thrust.

Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch……!

“You like it when I grab your plump ass and pound you, huh?”

“Hng… Hooo…! I love it…! I love Trainer’s pounding…!”

“Get ready! Take this!”

“Oh! I’m sorry, honey… Trainer’s affair cock is amazinggg… ”

She leaks, unable to contain herself as I relentlessly pound her from behind.

I continue my assault, the sounds of our bodies clashing growing louder with every thrust.

Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch……!

“You like it when I grab your plump ass and pound you, huh?”

“Hng… Hooo…! I love it…! I love Trainer’s pounding…!”

“I’m going to cum in this naughty wife’s pussy who dared to ask for an affair!”

“Hnnn… Hng… Please… Cum in me…!”

She moans, her hips bucking against mine as she eagerly takes every inch.

This cheating wife’s pussy clenches tightly around me, desperate for every drop!

I slam my hips against hers, my mind consumed by lust as I paint her insides with my seed.

Spuurrt! Spuurrt! Spuurrt!

“Lift your ass!”

“Y-yes… Hnnn… Please… Nggh… Hahh…”

Twitch… Twitch…!

She whimpers, her hands braced on the floor as she receives my full load.

Spuurrt! Spuurrt! Spuurrt!

I maintain our position, slapping her ass as I milk my cock dry.

I want to savor this, to slowly pull out and admire my work, but time is of the essence.

And that’s fine.

I pull out, letting her go.

“Why is your face so red?”

“L-let’s go. Honey…”

“Next time, at least tell me before running off.”

“…Yes. I’m sorry. Are you… mad?”

“Let’s go. Our child is waiting.”

As I listen to their conversation, imagining my seed swimming inside her, my heart feels strangely warm.

The milfs who, like Gracia, come back for more, skip the small talk and go straight for the main course.

I’m a generous man.

Then there are those who use the excuse of “feeling strange after that day” to visit with their husbands.

Naturally, I invite them to the bedroom and treat them to a no-condom session.

They should know by now why they feel strange.

Because they’re in heat.

And handling horny milfs is my specialty.

It’s been that way even before I became an trainer.

Somehow, word got around…

Now, even non-noble couples visit my workshop for “consultations”…

Of course, I turn them all away. Except for one particular milf who boldly came alone.

“Long time no see…”

She stands there, dwarfed by the luxurious mansion and the beautiful maids, her shoulders slumped… but her ass still demands attention.

It’s Calissa, the very same Calissa, the very same woman who offered me her “pussy service” at the tavern.

It seems my lack of visits to the tavern prompted her to make a house call.

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