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

**Batch 2**

My cock stood thick and heavy against my stomach, still slick from her earlier. I turned Aria so she faced the tree once more, placed her hands high on the trunk, and pulled her hips back until her back arched in a deep curve. The position presented the soft, used entrance of her pussy and the tight pucker of her ass in clear view. I rubbed the head of my cock through the messy folds, collecting more of the thick cream, then pressed against her entrance and pushed in slowly. The soft heat of her walls stretched around me again. Aria’s forehead pressed to the bark. A long, low moan left her when I bottomed out.

I fucked her from behind with long, steady strokes that let me watch every inch disappear into her. One hand stayed on her hip to hold her in place. The other slid around to cup one full breast, rolling the stiff nipple between my fingers in time with the thrusts. The wet slap of my hips against her ass filled the clearing. Every time I drove deep, a little more of our mixed releases was forced out around my shaft and ran down the insides of her thighs.

I changed the angle slightly, tipping her hips higher so the head of my cock dragged harder over the front wall. Aria’s voice broke on every stroke. Her arms trembled against the tree. I kept the same deep rhythm until her walls started to flutter again, then reached around with my free hand and found her clit. I rubbed it in firm circles while I continued to fuck her. The dual pressure pushed her over the edge almost immediately. Her cunt clamped down hard. A fresh rush of fluid spilled around my cock. I did not slow. I kept the same pace and the same pressure on her clit until a second climax rolled through her while the first was still fading. Her knees tried to buckle. I held her up with the arm around her waist and fucked her through both waves until the strongest contractions finally eased.

Only then did I pull out. The sudden emptiness made her whimper. Thick white cream leaked from her open entrance and ran down both thighs in heavy trails. I turned her around again, lifted her easily, and wrapped both of her legs around my waist. The new position let me support her weight while I lined up and pushed back inside in one smooth thrust. Aria’s arms locked around my neck. Her forehead dropped to my shoulder. Soft, continuous moans vibrated against my skin every time I drove up into her.

I walked us a few steps away from the tree until we stood in a patch of softer moss under the open canopy. Dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves and painted shifting patterns across her bare back and the soft curve of her ass. I kept fucking her upright, using the strength of my legs and the grip under her thighs to lift and drop her onto every thick inch. The angle let me grind against her clit with the base of my cock on every upward stroke. Aria’s breath came in short, hot pants against my neck. Her walls fluttered and clenched around me in continuous small waves.

I could feel my own release building again, heavy and low in my gut. I did not hold it back this time. I slammed up hard, buried myself to the root, and unloaded deep inside her. Thick ropes of cum flooded her already full cunt. The sudden heat and pressure pushed Aria over the edge with me. Her walls locked down in strong, milking pulses that dragged every last drop from me. I stayed buried and simply ground against her while both of our climaxes rolled through us in long, overlapping waves.

When the strongest pulses finally faded I did not set her down. I kept her wrapped around me and walked us back toward the broad trunk of the tree. I pressed her back against the bark again and started moving once more, using the tree for leverage while I fucked her with slow, deep strokes that kept every drop of cum packed inside her. The overstimulation made her sensitive walls twitch and flutter around me with every movement. Soft, continuous whimpers spilled from her open mouth.

I reached between our bodies and found her clit again. I rubbed it in firm, steady circles while I continued the deep, grinding thrusts. Aria’s head tipped back against the tree. Her eyes stayed glassy and unfocused. Another climax built quickly under the dual pressure. When it hit, her whole body arched hard against me. Fresh fluid gushed around my cock and ran down both our thighs. I kept rubbing and fucking her through it until the peak finally softened, then simply stayed deep and rolled my hips, keeping her stretched and full while aftershocks continued to ripple through her.

The mana current between us had grown stronger. Warmth spread from the place where we stayed joined and moved outward through both our bodies in slow, pulsing waves. I could feel it gathering in her core, denser and brighter than before, but the system still remained silent. She needed more.

I eased her down until her feet touched the moss, then turned her so she faced away from me again. I placed her hands high on the trunk and pulled her hips back until her back formed a deep, elegant arch. The position opened her completely. I rubbed the head of my cock through the thick cream leaking from her entrance, then pushed back in with one long, continuous thrust that forced a soft cry from her throat.

I fucked her from behind with deep, powerful strokes that made her breasts sway and her soft moans break on every impact. One hand stayed on her hip. The other slid around to cup her breast, pinching and rolling the stiff nipple in time with the rhythm of my hips. The wet sounds of our joined bodies filled the quiet forest. Every time I bottomed out, a little more of the thick mix of cum and her own juices was forced out around my shaft and ran down the insides of her thighs in long, sticky trails.

I changed the pace, pulling almost all the way out until only the head stretched her entrance, then slamming back in hard enough to rock her forward against the tree. I repeated the pattern until her arms trembled and her voice broke into continuous soft pleas. When the next climax finally tore through her I did not stop. I kept the same deep, punishing rhythm and forced a second orgasm out of her while the first was still cresting. Her knees buckled. I held her up with both hands on her hips and continued until the strongest waves finally passed.

Only then did I slow. I stayed buried deep and simply rolled my hips in tight circles, grinding against the sensitive front wall while aftershocks continued to flutter through her. Aria’s forehead pressed to the bark. Soft, broken whimpers spilled from her open mouth with every small movement.