SSS NETORI SYSTEM: I Stole Every Milf Around Me!

Lana resisted and rejected his demand without a second thought.

Nyle smiled and whispered against her earlobe, "Fine. But I’ll give you a second chance. You have twenty-four hours. Think it over properly and answer me tomorrow."

With that, he slowly pulled his finger from her ass and delivered a firm, primal spank. Her flesh jiggled from the impact as he turned and left the room — leaving her unfinished, aching, and suspended in frustrated need.

...

Washing his hands, he stepped outside. The sun had almost dipped below the horizon. Streetlights began to flicker on as people in elegant clothes walked past him.

Nyle strode toward the nearest bus stop.

Midway there, a filthy idea seized him, already implies plans changed.

He veered toward the pharmaceutical shop instead. Only then did he return home with the purchased items he intended to use for tonight’s feast.

The moment he reached the gate of his apartment, the rain began to fall. It started lightly, but he knew it would soon grow heavy, since he had checked the weather on his phone while fingering Lana’s hungry ass.

*Pat-Pat-Pat-Pat*

He ran inside and waited for the elevator. At the same time, David arrived from the front entrance, his white T-shirt already drenched in rain.

Nyle’s eyes narrowed as he saw the owner of Skybrick Apartments. A flash of memories flickered through his mind: two days ago, Carmilla — David’s wife — had come and confronted him, claiming David was in the hospital, badly injured and barely able to walk.

Yet here David was, standing right beside him, looking as though he had just come from a tennis match, all in white — shorts, T-shirt, running shoes, and a sports cap.

"Long time no see. How are you, young man?" David said, his tone neutral, a slight smile on his face.

Nyle smiled back and replied, "I’m great. But how’s your health, sir?"

David furrowed his brow. "My health? I’m fine, fit as a fiddle — don’t you see?" He lowered his gaze to his own body.

Nyle glanced at him, his eyes dropping to David’s round belly. ’I mean... I guess you’re not that fat.’

*Ding*

The elevator doors opened. Four people stepped out, all wearing impeccable designer clothes and carrying umbrellas. Nyle and David then stepped inside, and the elevator began ascending.

"Young man, did you pay your last month’s rent?" David asked, checking his phone.

Nyle cleared his throat and replied, "Not yet, sir. I don’t have enough cash on me."

"Cash?" David raised an eyebrow. "Who even uses cash these days?"

Nyle froze at David’s words.

"I mean, I was thinking of paying half in cash and half through the bank," he improvised.

*Ding*

The elevator stopped on the third floor.

"Well, it’s better if it’s all online for both of us, you know what I mean," David said as he stepped out.

"I know. It’s just the situation I’m in," Nyle replied with a nervous smile.

Once David stepped out, he ignored Nyle completely and walked toward his apartment. Meanwhile, Nyle finally figured out what Carmilla had been trying to accomplish.

...

Hours later, back in his apartment, Nyle had finished all his chores — having dinner, washing the dishes, and showering after a long... hectic day at work. Now he lay on the bed, patiently, while watching an educational video about sex poses.

Just as the video ended, a notification popped up in the corner of the screen. It was a message from his neighbor Fiona. Before he could read it, a soft knock sounded at his door.

Nyle’s lips curved into a smile. He quickly got up and opened the door.

...

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Task 3: Completed.

Reward: 2 Trade Coins, 150Exp has been deposited.

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*Creak...*

Before him stood Fiona in a sheer nightgown, her face softly flushed red, fingers nervously clasped together over her lower belly, and her eyes locked on him with a mix of nervousness and lustful hunger.

"So beautiful," he whispered, the words slipping out against his will.

Fiona heard him and shyly lowered her gaze. Nyle reached for her waist and pulled her closer, her huge breasts pressing warmly against his chest.

"You know how much I’ve been waiting for this moment," she whispered, her lips brushing against his.

Nyle smirked. "I know. That’s why I’ve been saving it for days."

Fiona took a second to process his words, then bit her lower lip in response.

He turned her around, closed the door with a firm click, scooped her into his arms, and carried her to the bedroom. Gently, he laid her down and began unwrapping her nightgown.

Underneath, she wore nothing. Her body was warm and already aroused. Her pussy was slick, as though she had been fingering herself in anticipation.

"Heh... looks like someone’s very ready," Nyle murmured with a smirk.

Simultaneously, Fiona’s hand drifted down to his shorts. She slipped her fingers beneath the fabric and wrapped them around his cock.

Within seconds, Nyle’s cock began to swell in her grasp, growing thicker and longer until her hand could barely wrap around it.

’Oh my... his balls are full and packed,’ she thought, her fingers brushing gently against his shaft.

Once he removed her dress, Nyle pulled his shorts down and guided her to stand before him.

*Smooch*

Nyle closed the distance and crashed his lips against hers with raw hunger. The capsule was kicking in, sending fire through his veins, his desires spiraling out of control, and his mind grew desperate with need.

Fiona could feel the desperate hunger radiating from him, as if he was barely holding himself back from devouring her.

*Squeeze~Squeeze~Squeeze~*

Nyle squeezed her plump ass firmly, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.

At the same time, Fiona wrapped her hand around his throbbing shaft, jerking him gently before guiding the swollen head between her glistening folds, and rubbing it against her clit — coating him with her slick arousal.

’Fuck, why did I even think of swallowing that aphrodisiac capsule?’ Nyle thought, his mind spiraling into a haze of frantic need.