Leveling Up by Defiling Milfs

Darryl voice came out from outside. Daniel’s heart skipped for a second, his cock hard as a diamond and Marnie was devouring and sucking every inch of it.

’Oh no... what do I do?,’ Daniel whispered frantically under his breath.

”It’s not yet ready, Dad!” He casually called back quickly, matching Darryl’s tone.

”Okay!” Darryl replied.

’Phew... thank god, dad wasn’t standing right in front of the kitchen door.’ Daniel exhaled his breath heavily.

*Schlick-Schlick-Schlick*

Meanwhile Marnie kept it going, on and on, from deep to deepest to unfathomable like a starving hungry desperate slut. With every bob of her head, her tongue teased and lapped at his balls, leaving them slick and glistening wet.

Daniel gently patted her hair, his gaze locked on her flushed face, his shaft throbbing, pulsing violently inside her compressed mouth. Veins popping out, and she’s savoured every inch of it.

”Oh yes, Mom... keep it going, I’m almost there...”

At any moment, Marnie was going to receive her reward inside her mouth. Daniel didn’t even have to firmly lock her head, yet she’s the one gripping his thighs tightly and sucking it hard like plunger.

Marnie retracted her tongue and with the last deep-throat stroke, Daniel released his Tsunami inside her mouth.

*SPLUUUURT!*

”Mmphhhh... Ngghhh!”

*Glup-Glup!-Glup!!-Gulp!!!*

Marnie swallowed greedily, taking every last drop of her son’s hot release, filling her belly with his white gold. She doesn’t want any evidence to spill on the ground. She successfully swallowed without spilling.

And then, Daniel withdrew his cock out with a lewd, wet pop.

But Marnie wasn’t finished.

She grabbed her son’s lengthy cock and squeezed out the final remaining drop before swirling her tongue around the tip to clean him thoroughly.

*LICK-SCHLICK*

Marnie lifted her eyes to him, her eyes filled with unquenched lust.

”Is there anything you want more, Son...”

Daniel swallowed hard.

*glug*

’What da... holy moly did i do to her. She’s behaving like a different person,’ his thoughts raced, eyes locked on her. ’I guess I’ll keep it for now.’

”It’s enough for today, Mom. You can stand up.” Daniel said with a neutral expression.

Marnie rose gracefully from her knees and quietly unlocked the kitchen door lock first, and then lifted the clay lid and stirred the pot with a wooden spatula.

”Son, the food is ready,” Marnie said with a warm, soft tone. ”Let’s carry it to the living room.”

”Sure, Mom.” He replied.

Their modest house consists of three rooms with a small washroom attached to one of them. The living room was also used as a dining room, at night.

Daniel carried the pot with a kitchen cloth (old worn-out clothes) and carefully placed it down on the wooden trivet. Marnie followed with plates and utensils.

In the center of the floor mat, sat a kerosene lamp, casting a soft yellowish light across the space. The three of them sat on the ground in a triangle, legs crossed. Daniel and Marnie sat facing each other and Darryl was on the right side of Daniel.

The room felt dim, cozy and serene, as they ate calmly. Until Darryl broke the silence.

”Uhm... Daniel,” he said with a neutral expression. ”I’ve heard that a shaman is teaching at the arcane school. Is that true?”

”Yes, Dad” He answered calmly.

*nom-nom*

”Oh... really? Why didn’t you tell me, Son...” Marnie chimed in, her eyes widening.

Slowly, what started as casual conversation quickly spiraled into an enthusiastic interrogation. It’s been only a few days, since a shaman has stepped foot on the arcane village, yet rumours had already swept quickly like a wave of wind.

”Son, what does she looks like?”

”Does she use magic powers?”

”What kind of powers does she possess?”

The questions were never ending. Daniel sighed inwardly and quickly gave them a short summary.

...

10minutes later.

”...And she can easily summon fire on her palm. Just like that” Daniel raised his left hand, to make it immersive.

Both parents stared at him with curious gazes.

”Wow...” Darryl said with a surprised awe expression. ”God is great, our small village will finally be recognised by the other villages and villagers.”

Daniel pushed himself up and exited the living room, he had enough of their questions.

’Man... they’re asking some ridiculous amount of questions like i know everything about Elira,” he muttered while walking towards the well.

’I guess having a shaman helps the village to get attention from others.’

...

Next day at Arcane School.

”Good morning everyone...” Elira greeted them warmly but slowly her tone shifted to serious. ”We have only four more days left for trials. This time I won’t go easy on anyone.”

All the students nodded, some looks confused and bewildered, some looks excited, determined like a fire burning inside their hearts.

”Sir Nick,” Elira nodded, giving him a signal.

Nick returned the gesture and with other two teachers, he brought forward a wooden table, clay cups, clean water buckets from the back.

Each student was handed a cup filled with ominous water. Strangely it wasn’t transparent but pine green in colour.

Daniel leaned and smelled it.

*Sniff-Sniff*

”Ugh... something’s telling me to not smell this disgusting water again.” He muttered in a low tone.

”Has everyone got their cups?.” Elira asked, her voice firm and commanding with authority.

”Yes!” All students replied.

Elira took a brief pause to explain the students about the green water, called the Marinotus murian. A special kind of juice to check the students internal tolerance.

This is necessary to check which students have the willpower to face the trial, to become a warrior.

Students will have to hold the juice in their mouth for five minutes, if anybody throws the juice in between they will be disqualified until next year’s trial.

Students were also instructed to walk toward, Sir Nick for clean water, to rinse the bitterness.

”I’ll count to three and everyone will drink at the same time. Understood?.” Elira announced.

”Yes, Lady Elira!” they shouted.

”Good! In three... two... one...”

*glup-Glsh-Glsh-glsh*

*PFFFT!!*

Barely a second passed, a student spat out the juice violently and quickly ran straight toward, Sir Nick.

*Psshh!*

Another student Spat out.

One by one, students couldn’t hold back their normal expressions, faces contorted, tears streaming out from the corner of their squinting eyes, some clutched spare cups and desperately started gargling by the tree feeling acrid.

Till now, only nineteen students were holding their chipmunk mouth, some were barely keeping up, some trembling on the verge of collapse, some were normally looking around including Daniel.

Elira’s gaze lingered on Daniel for a moment, before turning away.

’Hmm... this Daniel kid doesn’t look like he is struggling with it. There’s something intriguing about him.’