Chapter 113: Keep Their Hands Off!
After a night spent pleasuring the two women who had visited me that morning, I woke to find the room in utter disarray. A mountain of laundry waited to be dealt with. Bodily fluids were splattered across every surface, and various unidentifiable hairs were scattered all around.
People are animals too.
It's only natural for traces to remain after a night of intense passion—especially when it's the kind that shatters inhibitions and corrupts even the most innocent hearts.
However…
Looking at the mess, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Peridot would be the one to clean it all up. I hadn't expected the place to become this chaotic in just two days. I really needed to be more considerate.
I glanced down at my still-erect member and thought, "You should be ashamed too."
I couldn't even bring myself to look Peridot in the eye.
After sending Lady Verdia and Fiona off, I waited for Peridot to arrive. What would she think when she saw the wreckage?
"Master, may I come in?"
"Come in."
Peridot stepped inside and blinked, clearly surprised by the contrast between how the room usually looked and the state it was now in.
"Should I wake up Cecil…?"
It was still early. She was likely still asleep.
"One hour will be enough. Please wait for me in another room."
I quietly retreated to my office to stay out of her way.
An hour passed.
"Master, it's Peridot."
"Come in."
She entered, holding a small bottle filled with a strange-looking drink. It wasn't tea or alcohol—just a small amount of something unfamiliar.
"What's that?" I asked, unable to hide my curiosity.
"It's a homemade high potion, Master. I used only natural ingredients, and it helps restore your energy."
"For me?"
"Yes, Master. I only serve you."
"Peridot…"
"You've been entertaining several women at once. Please replenish your depleted strength with this."
"Thank you."
I drank the potion in one gulp.
"How is it?"
"I doubt the effects will kick in so quickly…"
But even as I said that, I felt warmth spreading through my body. My mind grew clear. A surge of energy coursed through me, making me instantly regret my skepticism.
"Wow, this is amazing."
The fatigue vanished as if it had never existed. Had potions always been this effective? I felt like I could go without sleep for days.
"Thank you, Peridot. Cleaning up must have been exhausting, and now this…"
"It's only natural for me to take care of your surroundings, Master."
"Still… thank you."
"I'll prepare breakfast now."
As she turned to leave, I pulled her into an embrace.
Her eyelids fluttered in surprise, but she quickly composed herself. With an unreadable expression, she looked up at me.
Without warning, I kissed her and began kneading her ample breasts.
"Slurp… Mm…♥♥ Mm…♥♥"
She parted her lips, accepting the kiss without hesitation.
No words were needed. I was aroused and acted on it. In return, she offered herself willingly to her master.
Rubbing my hardened length against her, I kissed her hungrily. My hands roamed across her chest, squeezing and kneading her soft flesh.
"Sluurp… Sluurp… Sluurp…"
"Uhm…♥ Um…♥ Mm…♥♥"
I deliberately let saliva pool in my mouth and fed it to her, all while grinding my erection against her thighs and squeezing her breasts even harder.
Even in the heat of such raw, animalistic desire… I stopped short of going further.
Peridot was still a virgin.
She was one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen, with a body that only fueled my lust. I may press myself against her and grope her without restraint…
But I wouldn't take her. Not yet.
This was something I needed to savor.
Mama Peridot accepted every part of my desire. She never scolded me for fondling her. Even as I kissed her deeply, suckled on her breasts, and rubbed myself against her, she kept her back straight and presented herself to me without resistance.
That's exactly why… My desires were always too easily satisfied.
If I wanted to take her, I could have done it already—right there, in that moment. I could have acted out every fantasy I'd imagined with her, down to the last detail.
It would be so easy. And that's precisely why I held back.
This was too precious to waste. There was no need to rush.
She was already mine.
"Peridot."
"Yes, Master."
"I really like you."
She opened her mouth to respond, but I pulled her into another kiss before she could speak.
"Chulup… Mm…♥ Mm…♥"
Our tongues entwined, our breaths mingled. Finally, I pulled back and let her finish.
"I like you too, Master."
"Is that from the manual?"
She looked away, avoiding my gaze.
"Your true feelings?"
"I don't dislike you."
To think she doesn't dislike her perverted master, who clings to her, sucking on her and rubbing his hard cock against her.
Peridot was very patient.
"However…"
"However?"
"I can't help but feel… that I need to take care of you."
…Motherly love?!
"Mama Peridot…!"
I bury my face in her bosom once more.
"You're usually so dignified, Master, but you become like a child in front of breasts."
"It's your fault! It's the fault of Peridot's alluring breasts!"
She unbuttons her uniform, freeing her breasts from their confines.
Whoa!
Those magnificent mounds jiggle enticingly!
"You can hug them, my baby Master."
"Mama…!"
I nuzzle my face against her soft warmth, rubbing my cheek against her.
I have to savor this… savor this… Even I don't know how long I can maintain this restraint.
Time passes since I rejected the dark circles lady, but the number of couples visiting Milf Hunter workshop steadily increases.
Every time, I pretend to listen to their concerns, then drag the pretty wives to the bedroom and have my way with them.
"Ah, ah, Trainer… Trainer…!"
Today's conquest is a blonde milf, short at 160cm but with adorable features and big breasts.
Just like with Gracia, I utilize my authority and techniques as a trainer to establish a no-condom agreement and mercilessly pound her with my breeding press.
Thrust!! Thrust!! Thrust!! Thrust!!
"Oh! Oh… Oh…♥"
"I'm cumming in your pussy!"
"No… Don't…!"
"Spread those legs!"
"Hnnn "
After a night of passionate sex, the milf wears a blissful smile even after I "fail" her.
The husbands' reactions vary.
Some, like Tom Hephal, voice their complaints, while others accept the outcome silently and leave. So far, no one has resorted to violence. Perhaps… because I have Verdia Chartreuse backing me?
Even when I'm just sitting in my office, pretending to work, the milfs of this city won't let my cock rest…
Maybe this place really was heaven.
My days are filled with irresponsible sex with married women.
If they're attractive enough, I invite them to the bedroom and treat them to a night of sweaty, passionate, pregnancy sex!
Because I've been using and discarding them so readily, the number of consultation requests has decreased…
However, the milfs' satisfaction is sky-high, so none of them badmouth me to other couples.
How do I know this?
"Master. Lady Hephal is here to see you."
"Gracia is?"
Wasn't her consultation over? Confused, I step outside only to have Gracia throw herself into my arms.
"Trainerrr… "
"Please, Madam, this isn't appropriate."
Anyone could tell she came here without her husband knowing.
And that's not all. This has become a regular occurrence since I started accepting consultations.
It's not like my dick is a Michelin-starred restaurant, yet the milf return rate is a solid 100%. That's how I know they're satisfied.
"She paid 250 gold coins, Master."
Peridot shows me a pouch filled with gold. I grab Gracia's ass and chide her playfully, "Madam, you can't buy a re-evaluation."
"It's not an evaluation fee…"
"Hmm?"
"It's for… another round of pussy pounding… "
"…"
"My husband just doesn't do it for me anymore. Please, Trainer, give me your big, hard cock…"
She clings to me, her plump ass rubbing seductively against my groin.
A milf offering herself… Or rather, a milf offering money for sex, her dripping pussy ready and waiting. There's no reason to refuse.
I'm used to this. I've experienced this countless times back in my world.
Once the number of married women I'd slept with in my neighborhood reached double digits, my inbox was flooded with desperate pleas for sex.
"Madam, your husband will be heartbroken if you keep doing this."
"Ah…"
"I'll return the money. Please, take it and go. You have a child… Do you really want to make them unhappy?"
"…"
The lust-clouded look in her eyes fades, replaced by a flicker of guilt.
I had to use her child as leverage.
That's what being a mother is all about…
"I'm sorry. Please forget this ever happened. These shameful desires…"
"Don't wear miniskirts then."
It actually looks really good on her. Her plump ass practically spills out, and I have to clench my jaw to resist the urge to grab it.
Gracia, finally regaining her senses, flees like a startled rabbit.
"Ah!"
She drops her pouch in her haste…
I follow after her as she bends down to retrieve it.
Her skirt rides up, revealing her plump ass and black panties, but she's too preoccupied with the pouch to notice.
I was going to stop her anyway, but this is even better. I pull down my pants.
As she straightens up, startled by the sound, she comes face-to-face with… my cock pressing against her entrance.
"Gasp!"
"Oh… Ohh♥ "
With ridiculous ease…Her warm, wet pussy swallows me whole.
"No… Trainer…"
"Don't give me that. You came here begging for it, you naughty milf!"
I thrust my hips!
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Ohhh♥"
She lets out a happy moan, her face flushed with desire as she receives her much-craved pounding.
"Take this! I'm gonna impregnate this naughty milf's pussy!"
"Huh… Hooo… Why… So suddenly… Hnnn… Ah… Ah...♥!"
"I was just kidding. I wasn't going to let you leave from the start."
"Th-that's… I finally… pulled myself together…"
"You should've pulled yourself together before rubbing your miniskirt-clad ass against your affair partner, you little minx!"
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Hoooot…! Oh… Ohhh… Pussy pounding… Pussy pounding feels so gooddd "
"Take it properly! I'm giving you a free pregnancy fetish session!"
"Th-thank you! Thank you for the free pregnancy fetish sessionnn!"
She doesn't miss a beat, jumping at the opportunity.
And as if to express her joy and gratitude, she grinds her ass against my crotch!
I grab her hips, pulling her closer as I continue to pound her senseless.
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Oh… Ohhh… Hoot…! Oh…! Ahh...♥! Ahh...♥! Ahh...♥!"
"Do you like my hard cock, huh? Did I fulfill your wish?!"
"Hng… Hooo…! I love it…! I love Trainer's cock…♥!"
"Get ready! Here comes another one!"
"Oh! I'm sorry, honey… Trainer's affair cock is amazinggg…♥"
She leaks, unable to contain herself as I relentlessly pound her from behind.
I continue my assault, the sounds of our bodies clashing growing louder with every thrust.
Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!!...!
"You like it when I grab your plump ass and pound you, huh?"
"Hng… Hooo…! I love it…! I love Trainer's pounding…!"
"Get ready! Take this!"
"Oh! I'm sorry, honey…♥ Trainer's affair cock is amazinggg…♥"
She leaks, unable to contain herself as I relentlessly pound her from behind.
I continue my assault, the sounds of our bodies clashing growing louder with every thrust.
Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!! Squelch!!...!
"You like it when I grab your plump ass and pound you, huh?"
"Hng… Hooo…♥! I love it…! I love Trainer's pounding…♥!"
"I'm going to cum in this naughty wife's pussy who dared to ask for an affair!"
"Hnnn… Hng… Please… Cum in me…♥!"
She moans, her hips bucking against mine as she eagerly takes every inch.
This cheating wife's pussy clenches tightly around me, desperate for every drop!
I slam my hips against hers, my mind consumed by lust as I paint her insides with my seed.
Spuurrt! Spuurrt! Spuurrt!
"Lift your ass!"
"Y-yes… Hnnn… Please… Nggh…♥ HAhh...♥!"
Twitch… Twitch…!
She whimpers, her hands braced on the floor as she receives my full load.
Spuurrt! Spuurrt! Spuurrt!
I maintain our position, slapping her ass as I milk my cock dry. I want to savor this, to slowly pull out and admire my work, but time is of the essence.
And that's fine. I pull out and let her go.
"Why is your face so red?"
"L-let's go. Honey…"
"Next time, at least tell me before running off."
"…Yes. I'm sorry. Are you… mad?"
"Let's go. Our child is waiting."
As I listen to their conversation, imagining my seed inside her, a strange warmth fills my chest.
The milfs who return, like Gracia, don't bother with small talk. They skip straight to the main course.
I'm a generous man, after all.
Then there are those who use the excuse of "feeling strange after that day" and show up with their husbands.
Naturally, I bring them to the bedroom and give them a no-condom session.
They should already know why they feel that way. It's because they're in heat. And handling horny milfs has always been my specialty—long before I ever became a trainer.
Somehow, word spread. Now, even non-noble couples come to my workshop for so-called consultations.
I turn them all away. Except for one.
A bold milf who came alone.
"Long time no see…"
She stands there, dwarfed by the luxurious mansion and the elegant maids. Her shoulders are slumped, but her ass still demands attention.
It's Calissa. The same Calissa who once offered me her "pussy service" at the tavern.
It seems my lack of visits was enough to make her come all the way here.