Reina had never been so nervous.
It had been close to two years since her husband died, and she'd forgotten so much about sex that she was sure cobwebs had grown down there by now.
Yet, all she could feel was this burning sensation emanating from her skin, and an uncontrollable desire for this boy.
Why could she not help but want him? She'd never desired a man like this, not even her late husband.
Her entire body had tingled all over and her face had burned a deep crimson when Renji whispered those words into her innocent ear.
"MILFs are way better, if you ask me."
His hot breath grazed her cheeks, sending another shiver through her body, her thighs clenching as a shameful, dripping heat pulsed between her legs.
"R-Renji…" she stammered, her voice a fragile mix of guilt and raw, aching need.
She darted her eyes away, her palms crossed together in between her legs. "Is this really okay? I'm not a perverted woman or anything, right? Doing something like this with my 19 year old tenant…"
Renji's lips twisted into a wicked, almost feral grin, his eyes gleaming with a lust that was anything but tender.
"Yes," he growled, stepping closer, his hands clamping onto her hips, fingers sinking into the soft flesh beneath her sheer lace nightgown.
"You're a pervert, Mrs. Reina."
Reina's eyes burst open with shock. "Whaaaaaaat?"
He held her hands and pulled them away from the center of her legs, causing her to moan helplessly.
"Why else do you think you're so wet, Mrs. Reina?" he teased her. "I don't think it's right for a woman your age to be so wet for a teenage boy."
Renji had a small frame. He was merely 5'10, with an averagely slender build.
But Reina was still shorter than him, even though slightly. And regardless of her bountiful blessings of beautiful bosoms, he could still overpower her.
"Ahhhh!" she cried, her face reddening the more, her thighs rubbing off each other as the lines of horny juice trailed down her luscious legs.
"No, no, no, Mrs. Reina. I'm not trying to terrify you," Renji said hurriedly, worried he'd taken it too far.
Reina looked up at him, her eyes sad and horny, begging him to just fuck her crazy and never judge her fo it.
"I just want you to stop feeling guilty," Renji explained. "Even if you're a pervert, who cares? I'm a pervert too."
He raised her lace gown hungrily and instantly shot two of his fingers into her river-wet cunt.
Reina exploded into a rush of pleasure. She shot her head backwards, her eyes gazing at the ceiling yet seeing nothing but blurred light. Her legs began to shiver.
Renji bent low, fingering her the more, his fingers became an audacious diver, exploring a tight, wet cave.
But that cave kept closing on him, tighter and tighter against his fingers while the water overflowed.
If his fingers really were a diver, they would have been dead! Either from drowning or suffocation.
Renji watched her pussy lips shiver with fascination as he fingered her. 'Whoa. So this is what a milf's pussy feels like. I was right all this time! Milfs are undeniably the best!'
He stroked harder and harder, watching droplets sprinkle out of her as she held on the table, moaning uncontrollably.
Suddenly she called out.
"Renji! Stop! I think… urkkk… I think something is coming out!"
Renji looked up at her and then down at her throbbing pussy like a miner who had just seen a glimpse of gold behind the rock.
Then, with uncontrollable desire and even curiosity, the 19 year old milf lover fastened his fingers.
"Urrrkkkkkk!" Reina moaned carelessly, losing her own sense of speech as she gripped harder on the table.
"I… tol… towed… yeuuuuu…. toooo…. stawwwwpp…"
Renji didn't care what she was saying. He was like a mad man, only wanting to see one thing. To see her cum.
He fingered harder and harder, faster and faster, even twisting his fingers as he plunged them in, making sure they rubbed the slimy membrane of her pussy walls.
And that did the trick.
After one last plunge of his fingers, pulling them out activated her orgasm switch.
"It's coming outtttt!!!!" "Ngh— Ughhhhhhh!"
Her legs became a fish on land, shaking uncontrollably as gushes of pleasure vibrated inside of her and through her body.
Her horny juice splattered over Renji's face.
But he didn't really care, he just stared at her quivering sheath with fascination.
He looked up at her moments later as she still shook mildly. "You came."
Reina, the iron-fisted landlady who'd buried her desires under years of widow's grief and duty, had just seen her resolve shatter in the hands of a 19 year old boy.
Maybe the Milf Note's magic was the spark, but the inferno raging in her now was all her own — a desperate, slutty need she'd denied for too long.
And it was all because of this boy. How could he make her feel this way with just his fingers? Weren't fingers for boys his age meant for writing with pens at school.
Not for fingering women old enough to be his mother!
She panted powerlessly. "How… did you do… that?"
Renji tilted his head. "Do what? Make you cum?"
He got up to his feet and she gazed up at him with submissive eyes. "You're welcome by the way," he joked. "But now it's your turn."
Reina frowned. "My turn?"
Renji smiled. "You didn't think you're the only one who wants to release, did you, Mrs. Reina."
She shook her head, her voice as silent as a whisper. "I'm… too old for you, Renji…"
"You can't say that now, Mrs. Reina," Renji replied plainly, "Not after you've sprinkled your pussy juice all over me."
"I'm sorry about th—"
Renji suddenly grabbed her by the ass.
"Ahh."
"You don't have to apologize," he told her. "Just use this body of yours — these tits and this fat ass — to satisfy me."
Reina only stared at him, flushed and yet wanting to obey.
Renji squeezed her ass tighter. "You have no idea how many times I wanted to fuck you, Mrs. Reina. Every time you came here to collect rent, I always wanted to drag you in and have you all to myself!"
"Renji!"
Her breath caught, a mix of shame and arousal flashing across her face as she landed on the futon, her heavy breasts bouncing under the straining lace.
She let out a gasp, her hands grabbing his arms, nails digging in as if to push him away, but her hips betrayed her, grinding against the air, craving his touch.
The stern widow was almost gone, replaced by a woman drowning in forbidden lust, her body trembling with a hunger she hadn't fed since her husband's death.
Renji didn't give her time to second-guess. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, his other hand yanking down his pants.
His cock sprang free, thick and veined, the tip glistening with precum.
Reina's eyes widened. On her face was shock and raw slutty hunger painted all over as she stared, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
Renji looked down at her and his own cock, almost even hesitating, shocked at himself that he was actually about to get a blowjob.
From an S-Rank Milf in his own personal rating system!
"It's my first time so be careful with it, okay?"
Reina frowned with confusion. "What? What do you want me to do?"
Renji looked at her like a disappointed trainer. "Don't act like you don't know what to do, Mrs. Reina. I told you it's okay to be a pervert! Now stop pretending and suck my cock."
Reina whimpered, knowing she had been caught in her pretense. But what else could she do?
She couldn't just admit that a woman of her age was drooling wet for a 19 year old's cock. That she wanted to gobble it, to suck it, to take it down her throat and swallow all his cum like a stingy vending machine.
No. All that, if she admitted it, would make her a slut.
Her cheeks burned, but her body moved before her mind could catch up. She still wanted to suck this cock, and whether she was going to admit it or not, she still wanted his virile young cum down her throat.
She slid to her knees, the futon creaking as she knelt before him, her hands trembling as they reached for his shaft.