Age Of Milfs: Trapped In Degenerate S.M.U.T Game

"Yes, dear, put your hands deeper into my pussy."

"Mmmghhh, yes, just like that. Rub it round my pussy. I want to get even wetter for you."

The goddess said, bent over as the young man dipped his hands right into her bosom.

Yep, that was me — except I was the one addictively indulged in the new highest-rated game that had just come out.

The game was so addictive that I played it all day and night. Honestly, I didn’t have anything better to do than play it nonstop.

The interface was smooth and beautiful, and as an adult game infused with fantasy, it shot straight to the top of the rankings. It became the number one game in the country, full of avid players like me who actually made a living streaming it.

I was known as the Smut Master. The game revolved around harvesting mana through sex with female NPCs, and I threw myself completely into that side of it, trying my very best to make every moment as good as possible.

But that wasn’t even what kept most gamers hooked. The gameplay itself was stunning, the missions were interesting and genuinely fun, and most of all, the female NPCs were incredibly well designed.

Their boobs were so big and juicy. They had full, plump asses that made every man’s cock hard on instinct. The variety of positions and the flexible way you could have sex with them kept everyone hooked. Players kept inventing new positions with the slutty female NPCs, claiming as many pussies as they could while completing missions, leveling up, and challenging each other in duels. Everything felt balanced and incredibly addictive.

Streamers like the Smut Master, Pussy Sniffer, and Get_Emm_Pussies were pulling in tens of millions of views every day, making them some of the top earners in the industry.

I was just about to finish my stream for the day and log out. It was already 2 a.m., after all. I couldn’t wait for the VR version to drop next month. I was one hundred percent sure that once it came out, I’d finally be able to stream even more and earn more.

At the very least, I could push my monthly earnings up to around 300,000 dollars. As I sat there thinking about how nice that extra ten thousand dollars would feel, I suddenly felt soft hands wrap around my waist.

Immediately, I knew exactly who it was. I raised my head only to be met by her huge breasts filling my vision.

"Emm, I know we already did it tonight, but I’m not satisfied. And since your father is still out drinking, I was thinking..."

My stepmom, Miss Loisy, couldn’t bring herself to finish the sentence.

To be completely honest, they were both my step-parents. I had been adopted because her husband couldn’t have a child of his own. As I grew older, pleasure became something I refused to take lightly. With my stepdad being an alcoholic and abusive, I couldn’t help but embrace the situation. As the pervert I was, I gave in completely. Ever since then, she had been addicted to my large cock.

"Mmmhh, what would be my pay?" I asked, actively licking the hardening nipples right in front of my eyes.

She immediately moaned and pulled me even closer to her large boobs.

"Don’t worry about that, dear. Let’s just... mmmhh... yeah, suck it more."

Even before she could finish talking, my mouth had already taken control. She quickly lifted her clothes, revealing those massive breasts waiting for my touch. Without wasting any time, I latched onto one and began sucking it intensely, my tongue lubricating every inch, especially her hard nipples.

With my other hand, I turned off my live stream out of pure muscle memory.

I stood up from my gaming chair, grabbed her other massive breast, and squeezed it hard.

"How wet are you? I need you soaking," I said, pushing her onto the bed and grabbing the bottle of oil I kept by the bedside.

Without a word, I poured the oil over her large boobs and started massaging them. While one hand worked one breast, my mouth attacked the other relentlessly — biting her nipple and licking every curve.

"Oww yes... your tongue is so good. Suck me to stupor, please... yes, suck on those nipples. I promise my pussy will be overflowing by the time you’re done." She was barely holding onto her sanity.

But I didn’t let up. I wanted her pussy slick and dripping when I finally took it. With no pity at all, I smacked her oily breasts and watched them jiggle and shake.

I unbuckled my trousers and pulled out the monster between my legs. She gasped almost immediately.

"You like it, right? I hope it’s big enough for you. Hopefully it’s large enough to fill your pussy up completely," I said, even though I knew exactly what my nine-inch cock could do.

She nodded frantically, her eyes locked on my heavy cock as I tapped it lightly against her mouth, running it in circles and pulling it away every time she tried to take it in.

"Please... you’re torturing me," she begged, breathing hard, her eyes desperate.

But I wasn’t done yet. I grabbed the oil again and poured more over my cock. This time, I wanted to take it slow.

After all, he wouldn’t be back until morning.

Once I was ready, I slapped her big, mesmerizing breasts a few more times, loving the way they jiggled under the light. The oil gave them an extra erotic, horny shine.

I slipped my thick nine-inch cock between her breasts and pressed them together around it with both hands. It slipped a couple of times at first, but I quickly got control and started thrusting, my cock sliding against the slick, oily flesh.

"Ooww myyyyyyyyyyy yesssss, that’s it," she moaned. One of her hands slid down to rub her swollen, wet pussy.

I gradually picked up speed, thrusting harder as I got closer to release. But just before I could go any further, a sound came from outside.

The front door clicked open.

"Emm, homeee... you... little slut," a drunk voice slurred from the hallway.