My World to Free-use

153: Lady or just…?

The maid, whose name I didn’t know and was still going through her second orgasm, had not recovered enough when I guided her to the bed in the room. It wasn’t a large bed, but it was larger than what I had back home.I lay her down on her back, lifted her legs along with her uniform, revealed her soaking wet mess of a pussy, and buried my face in it again to eat her with eagerness unmatched, while one hand of mine reached up to continue playing with her breasts, while the other circled around her anus, using the fluids from her pussy as lubricant to loosen her up.

The maid’s moans grew louder and more broken as I continued relentlessly.

“Aahhh!!!”

“Noonnnn!!!”

“Aaagggaainnnnggghhh!!!!”

She shuddered through her third orgasm, her thick thighs squeezed around my head as I drank her juices.

Before she could recover again, as soon as her legs lost the strength to keep their hold around me, I turned her around, having her kneel on the bed on all fours.

I knelt behind her again, spread her plump cheeks, and licked her asshole while fingering her pussy at the same time.

Once again, the other hand I had free went down to play with her dangling breasts.

“Aahhnn!! No…!!! Not my butthole!!! It’s… dirty!!!”

She tried to stop me, but the more she did, the deeper I went, and the more she tried to move away, the faster I became, eventually causing her protest about her being dirty to die down, resuming the sweet moans that were leaving her mouth before.

Like that, I brought her to her fourth orgasm. The way her body shook, it was safe to say that that was the last of it she had in her. Anymore would be torture.

But the torture I was going through by not being able to fuck her was even more, so, just to feel better…

One more.

And this one wasn’t going to be a simple one.

I flipped her on her back once more in the center of the bed, got on top of her, and lay between her knees. I raised her legs, and then her hips just enough so that her ass was hanging slightly in the air.

I spread her pussy first with my fingers and began to eat her, while I inserted two fingers inside of her at the same time. But this time, they weren’t inside her to make her cum.

No. They were inside there to coat them in her juices.

Because of where I was going, she was going to need my fingers slick.

For the fifth and final orgasm I had planned for her, I shifted my focus just a little lower. I was still focused on her clit with my mouth, so she was unaware through most of it, so she didn’t really notice when I pulled my fingers out of her pussy.

I gently circled her asshole, making her twitch, but her eyes were still closed, and she was moaning, so that twitch was maybe on instinct.

And then, slowly as ever, I pushed one finger into her amazingly tight, virgin asshole, slowly going in deeper and deeper.

At the same time, I upped the intensity of my sucking on her clit, but even through that, she managed to realize there was something where it wasn’t supposed to be.

She gasped out loud as the combination overwhelmed her, her back arched sharply, her voice breaking into loud, helpless moans.

“AAAHNN!!!”

“NO!!!!”

“MY BUTTHOLEEE!!!”

“FULL!!”

“STRNAGE!!!”

“AAANANNGGG!!!”

Her body trembled harder than the four times before. No, it didn’t just tremble. It outright convulsed as her pussy gushed on my tongue and her asshole clenched tightly around my finger. Her heavy breasts, which were all in my sight since I couldn’t see her face because of them, heaved heavily with each shaky breath as the most intense orgasm washed over her.

Only once she was fully spent, only then did I pull my finger out of her, which was tightly holding me inside her on its own.

Her legs were trembling as she just lay there, uniform disheveled, her thick thighs and heavy breasts marked with the evidence of five orgasms in the form of sweat and pussy juices.

She looked at me, her eyes half closed, hazy, and slightly dazed as if overwhelmed, breathing heavily and trying to process, from the look in her eyes, everything that had happened to her in the span of the last hour, and for the first time ever in her life.

Poor girl, she was in for so much more than just this.

I just had to make sure she wasn’t a spy first.

But not yet, the spell for that hadn’t yet been unlocked, so I could only use it at the expense of my own mana.

The problem was that the skills not executed by the system were uncertain.

It was like in a game. A skill once cast would either work or not. The same way with the system. The system would either make the skill work, ignoring most of the defenses, or it would fail. Mostly, it would work, though. That was why the system was reliable.

There was no middle ground.

But using it myself was different. Many factors, such as the opponent’s mana, mental strength, physical strength, difference in level, and more, would get in my way.

Better to wait for the system to either unlock it or buy it. I still didn’t have enough funds for that, though, and it was better not to take a risk.

That reminds me. I didn’t check the requirements for the third incorporation.

I looked at the maid beside me on the bed, and she had fallen asleep. Since I was up last night too, I decided to check it later and fell asleep beside her too, using her soft and heavy tits as a pillow.

Damn good pillows.

~~

I woke up to find the brunette maid next to me gone, leaving my sheets stained but dry by now.

While I had had my fun with the maid and the sexy BBW GILF in the morning, my lust was still spiking through the roof, although I couldn’t get hard to show that.

Anyway, I had to decide who to fuck now that I was awake, refreshed, and ready to go the whole night ahead of me.

Rayla was an enticing option, and with her anal now open, I had to make her get used to it, so having anal sex every now and then was already on my list.

I could go visit Sandra or Martha, since it had been quite a while since I had had any action with them. The same went for Cassandra.

But, at the moment, the most crucial person for my plans was Zara. She was my ticket to the juicy heavens of Carlson’s wife and his daughter-in-law.

Not to mention, her corruption was still at only twenty-four percent, not too high for me to be an important enough person to her.

So, with my target set in mind, I left my room and made my way to Zara’s chambers.

It was almost evening, so the western wing had grown quiet. Most of the women had either returned to their duties or retired to their rooms.

Thankfully, I found Zara in her room, seated on the ornate wooden desk near the bookshelves, with several books of magic before her.

The black-haired milf was dressed in one of her elegant gowns, though the neckline had been loosened slightly, allowing her heavy breasts to strain against the fabric.

She looked up as I entered the room, her eyes gleaming with that familiar noble pose as she closed the book in front of her with deliberate grace.

“Jack,” She said, her voice smooth and steady as one would expect from her noble grace, “You’re early.”

I bowed, since I didn’t know whether I was talking to the submissive Zara or the noble Zara.

“Forgive me, Lady Zara.” I replied, “I was done with my training sooner than anticipated, so I couldn’t wait to visit you as soon as possible. Would you like me to return at a later time?”

“No.” Zara simply replied as soon as my question was finished, as if she had never asked the question in the first place.

“I also relieved your mother of her duties for the night and am done with my study. We can begin.”

Her reply was graceful, but there was a slight anticipation in her tone.

She wasn’t far from drowning in my net.

“Before we begin, Lady Zara.” I said as I made my way to her, “Do you want me to address you as Lady Zara tonight? Or just Zara?”

I paused before saying the last bit. She did too. She looked at me, and then leaned back slightly in her chair, pushing her chest out…

“Just Zara.”

[Corruption]

So submissive one, huh?