Starting With Aunt, All Milf Are Mine
Copyright© 2025 by HMaster
Chapter 14: Sick Mike
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 14: Sick Mike - Erik, a mid-level office worker, had a simple dream:"Graduate college.Get a job.Screw MILFs." But reality wasn't so kind to him—black company—a corporate hellhole that literally made employees work to death-he died. Yet, reality wasn't entirely cruel either. He suddenly transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old—young, energetic, muscular, and brimming with vitality. And best of all? "What? I'm transmigrated sleeping right next to my step-aunt?!"
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Aunt Harem Anal Sex First Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Slow
“That’s even better,” Velira muttered, licking her lips.
She lowered herself onto him, her cunt quivering with anticipation.
Mike’s cock, still half-hard from earlier, began to stir as she eased it inside, her walls clenching greedily.
“Haaah ... This is it,” her voice thick with relief.
Across from her, Mira stayed frozen—watching in disbelief.
“Isn’t that ... too much?”
Velira looked at her, eyes narrowing.
“Why’s it too much?” she shot back.
“Because he’s unconscious, of course!” Mira’s voice cracked “You knocked him out cold—he’s out of his head, Velira. He fainted!”
Velira’s hips stilled for a heartbeat, her head turning back.
“At least this...” she murmured, eyes rolling as she slowly rose off him, “ ... this isn’t unconscious.”
She shifted her weight, lifting herself just enough to show Mira the thick, length sticking out of her.
“Look,” she breathed, voice trembling as she sank back down. “Twenty ... twenty fucking years without this...”
Her cunt swallowed him deeper, her muscles quivering around the twitching shaft. Mike’s body jerked involuntarily beneath her, a small gasp leaving his lips even in his sleep.
“Oh ... he’s feeling it,” Velira hissed, shuddering as she felt him twitch and swell inside her. Her fingers clawed at his chest, riding the pulse of his unconscious body.
Mira could only stare—dazed, wet strands of hair clinging to her skin from the water she’d just used to wash herself.
“I ... I don’t think this is right,” Mira murmured, as Velira bounced savagely atop Mike.
“Oh, but it is, “ Velira breathed, her voice husky as she leaned forward, gripping Mira’s hands, and pulling her closer.
“Why don’t you try it?”
Mira’s tried to protest—but Velira didn’t follow. She reached down and dragged her slick folds over Mike’s face, guiding Mira with ease.
“That’s it,” Velira hissed “Now grind on him.”
Mira froze, trembling. But Velira’s grip remained firm. She nudged Mira forward, then pulled her back in a rhythm that forced her to move. Mira’s hips hesitated, then responded—grinding slowly against Mike’s face, her breath catching.
“Hahh ... it feels...” Mira gasped, her voice caught between shame and achievement.
“Doesn’t it feel amazing?” Velira whispered with a wicked grin.
Mira bit her lip, her movements growing needier despite her morals. “It still feels ... too taboo,” she admitted, grinding harder with each breath.
“Why? He’s been treating you like this all along,” Velira murmured “Don’t you think you deserve to get on top of him for once?”
“Still...” Mira’s voice faltered, as she kept grinding.
“Don’t worry,” Velira assured, “it’s all give and take when it comes to this.”
“Mhm...” Mira hummed, her tone shifting “That’s right ... It should only be about this...”
Her fingers curled in his hair as she forced his mouth open, then lowered herself onto it, rubbing against his tongue.
“He should pay for what he did,” Mira muttered, voice low, eyes burning.
She ground herself harder, letting her body go slack—her thighs trembling as she spread them wider. Then, with a shudder, relaxed flow ... she let go.
A hot stream poured from her, soaking his unconscious body. Her piss splashed across his throat, his mouth agape—filling until it overflowed, sliding down the corners of his lips. The heat only stirred something deeper in her—the forbidden rush sending a flush up her chest as it dripped down his torso, pooling at his waist.
“Yes, that’s it, Mira,” Velira moaned from atop Mike, her hips slapping against his body, still hard despite his slumber. “Do him with everything you’ve got— before he wakes up.”
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