CHAPTER 81: HE’S FIRST MILF? [18+]

Chapter 81: He’s First MILF?

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Amelia stood still between the tall shelves, holding the heavy tome of Advanced Binding Reagents against her chest. Her breathing was uneven, and she felt her pulse pounding far harder than it should.

She watched Arios walking toward the exit of the library, his figure retreating slowly with each step. The sight made something stir inside her, something she hated to admit even to herself.

What was that just now? Why did my body react like that? she thought bitterly, tightening her grip on the book until her knuckles whitened. It was nothing— he only brushed against me. It happens all the time in crowded places. That shouldn’t have meant anything.

But it had meant something. The warmth of his body against her arm, the closeness of his face when he leaned in—it replayed in her mind in vivid detail, refusing to fade. Her throat felt dry, and she swallowed hard.

She shook her head quickly, whispering to herself. "No. I can’t think like this. He’s just a student. I’m a staff member. It’s against the rules. It’s against common sense."

Yet the more she told herself that, the worse it became. The rules of the academy were strict—staff were forbidden from engaging in any kind of romantic or intimate relationship with students. The punishment was immediate dismissal, and in some cases, even criminal charges if it was deemed misconduct. Amelia knew all of that. She had lectured other junior staff members about it before. She had always believed herself too disciplined to ever consider crossing that line.

And yet, here she was, her mind betraying her.

Her gaze followed Arios until he was nearly at the door. Her lips parted slightly, her breath shallow. Unwanted thoughts began to form in her head.

What if I had pulled him closer instead of stepping back? What if his hand hadn’t just brushed my arm, but slid lower? What if...

Amelia bit down on her lip hard, trying to kill the thought, but the images only became filthier. She imagined Arios pinning her against the bookshelf, his hands moving across her body, his lips against hers. She imagined the heat of his breath, the weight of him pressing down on her, her own body surrendering no matter how much she told herself it was wrong.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she pressed the book tighter against her chest as though it could shield her from her own shame. "This is insane," she whispered harshly, shaking her head. "I can’t think this way. He’s too young. I’m his instructor. I’d be ruined if anyone knew."

But the more she fought it, the more her body betrayed her. The thought of Arios refusing to let her go, of taking her regardless of the rules, sent a shiver down her spine. She hated herself for wanting it.

Her rational side screamed that she should leave the library immediately, retreat to her quarters, and bury herself in her work. But her eyes stayed fixed on Arios’s retreating back. Each step he took away from her felt like a chain tightening around her chest.

Her breathing grew heavier, her thoughts filthier, until she finally clenched her jaw and made a decision.

"Wait," she called out before she could stop herself.

Her voice echoed faintly in the quiet library. Arios paused at the doorway and turned, his expression calm as his eyes settled on her.

Amelia straightened her posture quickly, forcing her face into a mask of professionalism. She adjusted the book in her arms, pretending as though nothing unusual had just gone through her head.

"I need to... speak with you," she said, her tone clipped and authoritative. "It’s regarding the next class. Come to my office immediately."

As Arios nodded once and began walking back toward her, Amelia’s heart pounded faster. She told herself it was only about class, that she would keep control, that she wouldn’t let anything inappropriate happen. But deep down, she knew the truth. The filthy thoughts were still there, clawing at the edges of her mind, and no amount of rules could erase them now.

Fuck, Arios thought as he kept walking towards Amelia. This skill is really effective, just one arm brush and she’s already down to fuck.

Fucking her won’t be an issue, but keeping it hidden from the administration would, Arios’s thought continued. Anyways, she better be good at sucking... What I’m I even... She’s a MILF she can do anything

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The door clicked shut behind Arios as he stepped into the dimly lit office, his heart pounding in his chest, but why won’t it? He was going to fuck a MILF.

The office air was thick with anticipation, the silence broken only by the soft hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. Across the room, Amelia sat behind her desk, her eyes fixed on him with an intensity that made his shaft twitch. She was a MILF in every sense of the word, her 31 years only adding to her allure.

"You can have your sit," she said, her voice steady but her hands betraying her nerves as they fidgeted with a quill. Arios slowly obeyed, his legs feeling unsteady as he lowered himself into the chair across from her, Arios’s dick twitched even more as his gaze met hers.

It’s really happening.

Amelia’s gaze didn’t waver, her mind clearly racing as she still contemplated on the weight of what she was about to do. Arios shifted uncomfortably, the weight of the moment pressing down on his shaft. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she nodded to herself, as if making a decision.

"Can you stand and get me that file behind you?," she asked, her tone sharper now. Arios rose quickly, his pulse quickening as he watched her. She leaned forward, her hand reaching for a folder that had fallen to the floor. But Arios was faster. In a swift motion, he grabbed her waist, pulling her up with a force that surprised even him. His fingers dug into her soft skin, and without hesitation, he tore her shirt, the fabric ripping with a sharp sound that echoed in the quiet room.

Fuck, I couldn’t hold it any longer, Arios thought as he had just tore Amelia’s shirt off revealing her bra.

Her bra was exposed, the lace barely covering her full breasts. Arios didn’t hesitate. He reached out, his fingers yanking her bra down, revealing her perky nipples. His mouth descended on her left breast, his lips closing around the hardened peak as he sucked hard, his tongue swirling in a way that made her gasp. Her hands flew to his hair, tangling in the strands as she pulled him closer.

Fuck, Arios thought as he sucked the juice out of her nipples. Her breasts are the best, damn, I need to fuck her.

"What—" she breathed, her voice shaky, but he didn’t stop. He switched to her right breast, lavishing it with the same attention, his hands roaming her back, tracing the curve of her spine. She moaned softly, her head falling back as she surrendered to the sensation.

""Mmmhh... What... please..." she whispered, her moan trembling with the feel of her nipples being devoured. "Wh-what’s... ahh... your name? I... mmhh... I’d love to... uhh—know..."

Wait, Fuck, she doesn’t actually know my name, Arios thought as he momentally stopped sucking on her nipples. "Arios, Arios Pureheart."

Then he quickly resumed, his free hand gripping her big ass, as she moaned softly again, her head falling back.

"Mmhh... ahh..." The moans slipped from her lips, unsteady. Her fingers curled tightly against him, clutching as though she might lose herself if she let go.

"A-Arios..." she gasped, his name spilling out like a moan itself.

"Ahhh... Arios!"

Then,

Their lips crashed together in a fierce kiss, tongues swirling around eachother. Her lips were soft yet demanding, parting under his as their breaths mingled.

"No one should know about this..." Amelia’s voice was barely above a whisper, as a string of saliva connected her lips to Arios’

"No need to worry." His reply was steady, a quiet reassurance before he leaned in and kissed her again.

Their lips lingered until she pulled back, her gaze searching his with a mix of fear and desire. "I mean it... we can’t let anyone find out..."

He nodded, his lips brushing hers again, their kisses deepening as their bodies pressed closer. Her hands slid down his chest, her touch sending shivers down his spine. She broke away, her chest heaving as she went to her knees in front of him. Her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned his trousers, pulling them down just enough to free his cock.

Her breath ghosted over his length as she looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire. "You’re so hard for me," she murmured, her voice thick with need.

Arios used his fingers to trace her pink lips as he replied, "why won’t I be? The thought of just fucking cumming in your mouth—"

"No you wouldn’t," Amelia said as she interrupted Arios, she then let out some light laughter. "I prefer the sprouts on my face."

"Oh my—" Amelia reacted to seeing Arios’ nine inche cock, she quickly gulped and immediately felt no regrets in loving Arios.

She slowly wrapped her hand around his cock, her touch sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. Her thumb brushed the tip, smearing the pre-cum that had already gathered there.

Then her mouth descended, her lips wrapping around him in a slow, deliberate motion. Her tongue swirled around the head as she took him deeper, her hand pumping in rhythm with her mouth. Arios groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as he watched her, mesmerized by the sight of her lips stretched around his shaft.

[Mana: 5,200/10,000]

[Mana: 5,260/ 10,000]

....

[Mana: 5,380/10,000]

Without warning, she took him all the way, her throat constricting around his length as she deepthroated him. Her eyes closed, her face flushed as she choked herself on his cock, her lips moving in a silent plea for more. He gripped her hair tighter, guiding her movements as she pulled back, gasping for air, only to take him again.

Her mouth worked feverishly, her lips slick with his pre-cum as she sucked him with a hunger that made his head spin. He was close, his breath coming in short bursts as his body tensed.

"Amelia," he warned, but she didn’t stop. She kept going, her mouth devouring his cock, her hand squeezing the base of his cock as she pushed him closer to the edge.

"Fuck, Amelia—I’m gonna—" His words were cut off by a groan as he exploded in her mouth, his release hot and thick. She swallowed, her eyes locked on his, her lips moving in silent encouragement as he emptied himself into her.

When it was over, she pulled back, her lips glistening with his cum as she stood, smoothing her hair with a shaky hand. "This never happened," she said, her voice firm, her composure regained as if nothing had occurred.

"How was it?" Arios asked as he kept his gaze on her.

"How’s what?" She asked.

"My cum how was it?"

Before she could answer, the translucent screen shimmered directly at the edge of Arios’ vision.

[Ding! Congratulations, you have ascended to the Mana Refinement - Eighth Stage.]

[Ding! Amelia has gained a new title: Good Mommy.]