SSS NETORI SYSTEM: I Stole Every Milf Around Me!

Nyle froze, his eyes widening. "W-what! I mean, what?"

The question had caught him off guard — something he never saw it coming nor expected so directly from her.

Fiona quickly lowered her gaze, only for it to land on the noticeable bulge beneath his towel.

’God... this... is so... embarrassing. I shouldn’t have said that,’ she thought, her cheeks burning up. ’I can see his boner, he is getting hard, no... I need to get out of here before it gets...’

Unable to face him any longer, she turned and reached for the door handle.

*Click-Click*

"Hm?" she muttered, trying to turn the doorknob.

*Click-Click*

"Nyle, can you help me? the door is stu—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Nyle stepped in behind her, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, turned her toward him, and pulled her closer before crashing his lips against hers.

*Smooch*

"Mmph!" she gasped, her eyes shot wide open.

For a heartbeat her hand pressed against his chest, resisting, trying to push him away.

Yet her resistance melted in an instant.

Fiona’s palms slid upward over his bare skin until they reached the back of his neck. Her fingers threaded into his hair before she pulled him, tasted him, and devoured him in raw desperation.

Nyle shut his eyes in pleasure.

Their tongues tangled in slick, heated strokes.

Nyle backed her, his chest pressed against her huge, squishy breasts against the door. Meanwhile, the hard peaks rubbed against him through her T-shirt like two stiff pebbles.

A sweet rose scent from her warm skin, driving him wild internally. His heart beats violently, his body heating up with every second.

***

Minutes blured, yet neither of them pulled away — as though neither wanted the moment to end.

"It... feels... so good," Nyle murmured against her lips, his voice low and ragged.

His hands drifted down from her shoulders to her waist and pressed her close.

"You feel me?" Nyle said.

Fiona gasped. The hard length of his cock-head pressed against her abdomen, poking her.

After years without any sexual activity, her body ignited — slick heat blooming between her thighs.

Nyle’s guided his hands like a possessive lover, slipping beneath the hem of her shorts and squeezing the soft flesh of her ass.

Finally, Fiona took the initiative and pulled her lips. Breaking the heated connection.

They glanced at each other, their chests heaving in sync.

*Gasp-Gasp*

*Gasp-Gasp*

She stared at him, eyes dark and heavy, while mind brimmed with lustful intentions.

"Don’t look at me like that," she said.

Glancing down, a wicked little smirk curved her lips.

Fiona’s instinct kicked in. Her right hand slid between their bodies and slipped under the towel, fingers wrapping around his hard length.

"It feels... average," she murmured, voice teasing.

"What did you just say?" Nyle asked instantly, his voice rough.

Fiona shook her head with a smile. "What? Nothing, heh."

She grabbed the shaft and began stroking it, sloppy yet gentle, maintaining an eye contact.

He withdrew his hands, cupped her flushed face with both palms.

"You’re really going to say that, teacher?" he growled, eyes gleaming. "While you’ve got your hand around your favourite student’s cock?"

His thumbs brushed over her cheeks as their eyes locked.

Fiona smiled wickedly. "I’m not your teacher anymore."

"Oh yeah? Then what are you now?" he shot back, deadpan.

She started to answer, but stopped.

Right then, his cock started pulsing against her hand — thickening, swelling, veins hot and alive. The skin stretched taut, yet Nyle felt no pain, nor any discomfort, only a deep, throbbing pleasure that made his breath hitch.

Fiona’s eyes widened as she yanked the towel away in one swift motion.

’What the hell? no way, it can’t be,’ she thought, staring at Nyle’s giant highland banana.

Nyle looked just as shocked.

His cock had grown huge — long, thick, and flushed dark with arousal, easily twice the size it had been moments ago.

A giant, heavy shaft that made her stomach tighten with a mix of shock and lustful needs.

Nyle snatched the towel from the floor, and wrapped it back around his waist.

Someone might see me from high.

With hurried steps he crossed the room, yanked the curtains shut, and slammed the windows closed.

*Srrtt-Shrrtt-Srrtt*

The curtains swallowed the sunlight, plunging the room into complete dimness. Then flicked on the white LED lights.

However, the moment he turned.

Fuck! me!

Nyle’s cock twitched hard against the towel. His dopamine spiked, shattering his lust bar in an instant.

His mouth fell open. A drop of saliva slipped from the corner of his lips. Raw primal instinct kicking in.

Fiona went slack against the door like a rag doll. Turned sideway, and peeled her running shorts down right in front of him.

"I know you love this, aren’t you," she purred, revealing the delicate rose-red lace panties that clung to her fair skin.

Nyle didn’t rush.

Control.

He strode toward her.

I can’t control myself.

At the same time, the loose towel around his waist slipped and fell to the floor.

’Not good,’ she thought.

He pressed the thick, angry, veiny cock against the warm skin of her ass.

Giving her a rough idea that this was how deep it could go.

"Not here, my lady," he said, his voice rough with restraint as he covered the peephole.

Nyle didn’t want anybody to see them.

In one smooth motion he scooped her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her into his bedroom — quiet and dimly lit.

He kicked the door open, carefully lowered her onto the white mattress and shut the door with a final click, that sealed them inside.

She let herself sink into the pillow, legs falling open shamelessly, one hand still gripping the waistband of her shorts while she bit her lower lip in unmistakable anticipation.

"Please punish your student with your fat cock, teacher," she whispered, so soft and sweet, trembling on the edge. "I deserve every inch."

[A/N: I know some of you have read it before, and yes you’re right. So please wait for the Chapters to be uploaded. ]