SSS Ranked Summoning: I'm An Extra With The Strongest Harem System-Chapter 16: My First MILF! (2)[R18+]

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Mikey's vision blurred as the white light around him faded, leaving behind a lingering warmth. His senses adjusted, and as his eyes flickered open, he took in his surroundings.

The first thing his eyes caught sight of was the head of a deer, Mounted on the wooden wall before him. The sight startled him at first, but as his mind cleared, he realized it was nothing more than a taxidermy decoration. He exhaled, scanning the room further.

The interior was rustic, a wooden cabin furnished with modest decor. The dim lighting, the flickering glow of the fireplace, and the gentle patter of rain against the window created a strangely inviting atmosphere. A homey scent of wood and something faintly sweet lingered in the air.

Mikey sat up, fully registering where he was.

"Alright... so I'm in the novel now. What's next?" he muttered to himself, still piecing things together.

This was unusual... Usually, these missions began with some form of interaction, yet the room was empty. He was alone, which left him wondering—where was the milf?

Creak!

A sharp creak echoed through the room, instantly drawing Mikey's attention. His gaze snapped toward the source—and there she was. Nemphis.

Her presence was captivating, almost impossible to ignore. She wore nothing but a loosely tied apron, the thin fabric barely concealing what lay beneath. The dim light cast a soft glow on her bare shoulders, accentuating the delicate curve of her breasts. Her hips swayed ever so slightly as she stepped forward, the apron doing little to hide the fullness of her chest or the smooth expanse of her skin.

Mikey's breath hitched.

Heat rose to his face as he instinctively clenched the arms of the chair.

Nemphis shut the door behind her, her lips curving into a playful smile as she approached.

"The kids are finally asleep." she said, her tone laced with amusement.

Mikey blinked, momentarily thrown by the statement.

'Kids? Right. This was part of the scenario.'

Yes, if he wanted to complete the mission, he needed to get into character.

Clearing his throat, he leaned back, forcing a relaxed smile.

"Oh? That so?" He tilted his head, trying to play along.

"So what now?"

Nemphis chuckled softly, stopping just before him. She leaned down slightly, her fingers trailing lightly along his chest, a teasing touch that sent a shiver through him.

"I don't know." she mused, her voice velvety.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Mikey swallowed hard. Her eyes locked onto his, a silent challenge. Every inch of her body language seemed to be screaming to be touched, and in truth, he wanted to.

"Actually... I have a few ideas." he murmured, his voice steadier than he expected.

She smiled, approving. "Really?"

A soft chuckle escaped her lips, her hands still running through his chest.

"Care to let me in on what it is?"

Mikey's heart pounded. He wasn't sure if it was from nerves or excitement, but the way she looked at him stirred something deep within. He had to stay in control, keep his composure.

"Well, let's just say I have a big surprise lined up for you." he quipped, a pervy grin drawing on his face.

Nemphis smirked, a soft bit on her lower lip, giving a sensual vibe yk.

"ohh...Is that so?"

Her touch trailed lower, her fingers grazing against his pants.

"So... is this my 'big' package? " she teased, her hand gliding over the outline of his hardened cock.

Mikey tensed at the sudden touch, a jolt of heat rushing through him as her fingers traced his stiff length through his pants. She didn't rush—no, every movement was slow, deliberate, almost agonizingly smooth. With sleek, measured strokes, she began to tease him, her hand gliding back and forth over the rigid outline, sending waves of anticipation coursing through his body.

"Ugh...ohh." Mikey moaned, slightly overwhelmed by the pleasure she gave.

Her touch only seemed to spur her on, her strokes growing steadier, smoother, and just a bit faster.

"Mmm... you're responding so well," she purred, a teasing smirk curling on her lips as her face gradually flushed a deep red.

"Do you like that?"

"Y-Yeah..." he exhaled, barely able to form words through the waves of pleasure.

She didn't stop. Her soft, delicate hands glided over his length, each motion a perfect balance of firm and gentle, sending shivers up his spine.

Then, without hesitation, she reached for his belt buckle, her fingers working deftly. In mere seconds, his belt was undone, and her hand slipped beneath his pants and boxers.

A sharp gasp escaped him as she pulled his cock free, her warm fingers wrapping around his throbbing shaft. The contrast of her touch—both tender and electrifying—sent a deep, aching pleasure coursing through his body.

It felt different, better than anything he had ever done to himself. Each slow, measured stroke made him weak, made his breathing ragged, made him crave more.

"Uowww... It is a big package." she mused, her voice low and playful, her half-lidded eyes gleaming with mischief as she gazed up at him.

Mikey's face burned. He didn't know if she was just saying that, but it didn't matter—the words made something stir deep within him. It made him feel powerful, desirable... and most of all, ready.

"Mmm..." she moaned, biting her lip as her hand worked its magic on him.

Her strokes were mesmerizing—slow at first, deliberate, teasing. Her fingers curled just right around his length, applying the perfect amount of pressure as she moved up and down, gliding smoothly along his heated flesh.

Every motion was controlled, each stroke drawing out the tension in his body, making him tremble on the edge.

As she gauged his reactions- she gradually picked up the pace. Her grip tightened just enough, her palm stroking with fluid motions, coaxing out deep, needy groans from his lips.

There was no lubrication, just the soft, velvety heat of her hand, but it didn't matter. The friction, the sensation, the way her fingers occasionally grazed the sensitive head—everything about it was intoxicating.

Her wrist flicked in a sensual rhythm, her pace increasing bit by bit, making his hips jerk involuntarily toward her touch.

"Ugh... grhh... ugh... ohh..." Mikey groaned, his body overwhelmed by the rising pleasure.

It was building far faster than he could process, his senses drowning in the exquisite torment of her touch.

She leaned in closer, her breath hot against his skin, her half-lidded eyes drinking in his reactions.

"You're getting so sensitive." she whispered, her tone sultry, amused.

"Does it feel that good?"

Mikey could only nod, his words lost in the pleasure as she continued to work him with slow, tantalizing strokes, bringing him closer and closer to the edge.

It was endless—or at least, he never wanted it to end. The warmth of her palm against his cock was intoxicating, each stroke sending shivers of pleasure coursing through him. He could stay like this forever.

But then, just as he was beginning to drown in the sensation, Nemphis halted her strokes and stepped back. A teasing smile played on her lips as she reached behind her neck, her movements slow and sultry. In one smooth motion, she tugged at the knot of her apron and then-

Thud.

The fabric slipped away effortlessly, pooling at her feet, and in its wake, she stood bare—her flawless skin fully exposed. Mikey's breath hitched.

Her massive breasts, their curves adorned with deep brown, perky nipples, commanded his attention, almost rivaling Gina's. Her hips flared, accentuating the lush shape of her ass, every inch of her a masterpiece sculpted to tempt.

She met his gaze, eyes smoldering, relishing the way he drank her in. With a knowing smirk, she slowly ran her hands over her breasts, kneading them ever so slightly, as if inviting him to imagine how they'd feel around him.

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