Chapter 8: Fucking the Second Milf, Eureya? Part 1 (R-18)
As Ace made his way back home, his eyes caught a glimpse of a graceful figure working in the field just a short distance from the road.
That woman was Eureya, renowned throughout the stronghold—and perhaps the entire Loraine Kingdom—for her breathtaking beauty and gentle demeanor.
Name: Eureya
Beauty: 9
Favorability: 10
"Oh… I didn't expect her favorability toward me to be as high as ten. Maybe it's because the former Ace admired her too, often bringing her dishes from town."
Eureya was a woman of few words, yet her quiet demeanor masked an unwavering sense of responsibility and tireless dedication. She was the epitome of a diligent and devoted wife.
Her striking features were impossible to ignore—silken white hair cascading like a waterfall, matching white eyebrows, long, delicate lashes and sapphire eyes. Her skin was as smooth and luminous as freshly fallen snow, complemented by a graceful figure with ample curves and a slender waist that moved with effortless elegance.
Yet beneath her radiant beauty lay a hidden sorrow. Her husband, a valiant second-tier knight stationed at the kingdom's border, had met a cruel fate—his legs were torn apart in a savage magical beast attack.
Now, her husband had become a burden upon Eureya, the meager ten gold coins in compensation used not for luxury but to purchase a small plot of land near the stronghold.
The price of land was steep, a harsh reflection of the kingdom's desperate struggle against a crippling food shortage.
Scattered fields throughout the kingdom couldn't sustain its people, primarily because of the Black Mist Mountain Range that encompassed the Loraine Kingdom and the Lionheart Kingdom in the east, south, and west.
To the north were the Endless Snow Mountains, with temperatures that could freeze even a powerful knight to death, growing colder the deeper one ventured.
Beyond the biting cold, the northern border was a den of ice crystal beasts that prowled the Endless Snow Mountains, unleashing terror with each fierce attack.
Even more perilous was the Black Mist Mountain Range, a shrouded expanse where thick, lingering fog veiled the land, dissolving only briefly around midday for a mere three hours. From this eerie veil, monstrous magical beasts and relentless undead emerged, ravaging both the Loraine and Lionheart Kingdoms alike.
The Lionheart Kingdom suffered even greater hardships; its lands lay barren, far less fertile than the relatively blessed soil of the Loraine Kingdom, where Ace hailed from.
Driven by desperation, the Lionheart Kingdom had launched numerous wars to seize fertile territory. Yet, the treacherous Stormy Wasteland that separated the two realms acted as a formidable natural barrier, leaving Lionheart perpetually at a strategic disadvantage despite their repeated attempts at conquest.
After all, the Stormy Wasteland was a barren expanse of land with fierce relentless winds.
So,any attempt to invade the Loraine Kingdom proved nearly impossible. Marching soldiers across it caused heavy losses, with supplies and provisions often swept away by the strong winds.
Adding to the peril, the wasteland was home to sand worms—sinister magical beasts that lurked beneath the shifting dunes, ambushing the unwary without warning.
In essence, both kingdoms were trapped within natural barriers; no one truly knew what mysteries or dangers lay beyond the foreboding Black Mist Mountains and the icy Endless Snow Mountain Range.
Ace's thoughts were abruptly halted by the sound of a muffled cry. It was Eureya.
Turning quickly, he took in the devastated field before him: the earth brutally torn apart, potatoes uprooted and scattered, leaving nothing but broken stems and shredded leaves strewn across the ravaged land.
Eureya knelt in the midst of the ruined field, her shoulders shaking with sobs as her vacant gaze fixated on the destruction before her.
Unable to stand by, Ace stepped closer gently.
"Aunt Eureya, are you alright?" he asked softly, but she remained unresponsive. Moving closer, he knelt beside her and tenderly brushed the tears from her cheeks.
Startled from her trance, she looked up, her eyes locking onto Ace's familiar face.
"If you need to cry, you can do it on my chest," Ace offered quietly, opening his arms.
Maybe she wanted to release her sadness and pent-up frustration; she threw herself into Ace's arms.
She cried, soaking Ace's chest, her body trembled uncontrollably.
After all, the crops in the field were their only source of livelihood.
Without it, she didn't know how they could survive. Their already meager savings had been nearly exhausted by hiring guards to protect the crops from thieves.
To conserve funds, she'd decided to forego the field guards for a time, until the harvest.
But before even a day had passed, her carefully nurtured field was gone, stolen overnight.
The culprit was Boris, the town lord Thomas Lambert's appointed leader of the field guards. Driven by lust for Eureya, he saw her misfortune as an opportunity to force her submission.
"That fat pig must be behind this," Ace said, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Does he really think he can steal what I've set my eyes on? If I don't get rid of him, he'll keep causing trouble later."
Furthermore, he has to admit he is not a good person.
Besides, Boris had a long history of despicable acts – destroying fields and coercing people to get his hands on other men's wives and daughters.
He destroyed those who refused to hire his guards, what's even worse his men didn't guard them well from thieves.
When field owners complained, he'd simply dismiss it as a minor issue, claiming only a few crops were missing.
What could the field owners do? Report him to the town lord?
Boris had been personally appointed by the town lord himself.
The flow of tears eventually ceased. Eureya, face flushed with a mix of sadness and embarrassment, stepped out of Ace's embrace. "I'm so sorry," she murmured, glancing at his damp clothing. "I've soaked you."
"It's nothing, Aunt," Ace replied with a warm smile. "For you, I'd be there anytime."
Her brow furrowed at his words. "Ace, I have a husband. Don't say such things. What if someone misunderstands?"
"Alright, alright, Aunt Eureya. I just care about you," he said with a touch of helplessness in his voice.
Then, without warning, a gentle drip... drip... drip... began.
Raindrops started to fall from the sky. Without a word, Ace swept her into his arms.
"Ace! What are you doing? Put me down," Eureya protested, gently patting his shoulder.
But Ace remained unmoved. Instead, he activated the Pleasure God Hand and Pleasure God Hormones.
He carried her to a nearby thatch hut nestled beneath a tree, seeking shelter from the sudden downpour.
Inside the hut, Eureya's breathing became rapid and shallow, mirroring the intensity of the rain outside.
Her face flushed with heat. She couldn't explain the sensation, the overwhelming warmth, or the compelling desire to remain in Ace's arms, heightened by his intoxicating scent.
Fighting against the unfamiliar feelings, she managed to say, "Ace, now that we're inside, please put me down." She sensed no intention on his part to release her.
"Okay," Ace replied, obliging by settling down onto a flat stone within the hut.
As soon as he was seated, Eureya moved to stand, but Ace captured her gaze, his eyes locking onto her stunning sapphire eyes. He activated the Pleasure God Eyes.
Their eyes met, and Eureya, already vulnerable due to the influence of the Pleasure God Hormones and Pleasure God Hand, found herself completely captivated. Her blush deepened, transforming her into a picture of a shy girl caught in the gaze of her lover.
Without warning, Ace's lips met hers, initiating a kiss that sent shivers down her spine. Simultaneously, his Pleasure God Hands began massaging her legs, heightening her sensitivity to an almost unbearable degree. Compelled by the Pleasure God Hormones, an aphrodisiac designed to ignite desire in women, she responded to his advances without reservation.
Her arms encircled his neck, drawing him closer as they surrendered to a passionate kiss.
Lips locked, they explored each other's mouths, their tongues dancing in a sensual ballet, exchanging intimate caresses and swallowing each other's essence.
While on Ace's lap, he fondled her ass and ample breasts. Ahh..she moaned.
After kissing passionately, their lips separated, they both gasped for breath. They stared into each other's eyes, then kissed again.
As they kissed, Eureya shifted her position, sitting properly on Ace's lap and wrapped her white legs around his waist, her hands tightly embracing his strong back.
Not long after, Ace removed his hand on her white ass, reaching between her thighs.
It was wet with her juices,with a soft touch atop of her moist panty, Eureya's body shook. Mmm.. she moaned lightly.
Ace set aside her panty, then he touched her soft and slippery labia.
Mmm.. Mmm.. A series of muffled moans, soft and sweet, slipped from her rosy lips as Ace continued to explore her upper and lower lips.
Subsequently, Ace inserted his two fingers inside her soft pussy. Mmm..Mmm.
Driven to the edge by his playful teasing, she retaliated with a sharp nip to his lip. A surprised "Argh..." escaped Ace as he registered her unexpected response.
With a wicked smile, he sped up his finger, scratching her soft cave.
Squelch.. Squelch.. Squelch.
Ahh.. She moaned.
Ahh.. Ahh.. she kept moaning, their lips parted, Eureya's face was flushed with passion, her lips slightly swollen gasping for breath.
Eureya clung to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his back, her supple legs entwined possessively around his waist.
Ace on the other hand, entered beneath her clothes and reached out on her ample breast.
Oh my god it's so soft, the same as Nerissa, he thought.
Both hands did not stop, fondling, pinching her nipples, and fingering her moist cave.
Ahh.. don't.. don't pinch them,it hurts, she cried out.
Ahh.. don't pinch them please.
Squelch.. Squelch.. Squelch.
Ace's fingers were soaked with her love juices.
Her body shook uncontrollably.Ahh.. it's coming.. I'm coming.. Ahh.. she cried out, her legs trembled, her pussy tightened.
Squirt*
Her breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut, her waist arched upwards, then a transparent liquid sprayed out from her pussy like a fountain..