Leveling Up by Defiling Milfs

Daniel gently brushed Tressa’s hair as they walked side by side. She stared straight ahead at the path, as if oblivious to his touch.

’Damn, her hair is smooth and silk but also strong. Fuck, I can’t break this without getting caught or being suspicious,” he muttered, grinding his teeth.

Within five minutes, they reached their destination.

The house’s roof, walls, and architecture were much like the others nearby, yet one detail set it apart—a spiral staircase rose along the left side, climbing the exterior to a second-story balcony.

*Knock-knock-Knock*

Tressa knocked on the door and waited patiently outside. The sun dipped toward evening, and a warm breeze swayed gently, lifting her hair as it danced in the air.

*creeak*

The door swung inward. A woman in her early thirties filled the frame with a pear-shaped figure, exuding quiet confidence.

Her heavy breasts pushed against her wine colour gown, hard nipples clearly visible through the fabric.

Below, the silk hugged her wide hips and heart-shaped backside, stretched tight over generous curves.

”Hello... Tressy,” she said with a smile. ”Long time no see.”

Tressa returned a genuine grin. ”Heh... and here I thought you’d forgotten me.”

As they chuckled softly, the landlady’s gaze drifted to Daniel. She furrowed her brow.

”Tressy, did you came for a room, for this young man?” she asked, gaze locked on him.

She nodded. ”You guessed it, but the question is... do you have a single room available?”

The landlady rubbed her chin, looking uptight as her mind raced. ”I mean... Technically, I have one empty room, but it hasn’t been cleaned yet since the person left the room yesterday.”

”Umm, can I at least see it?” Daniel asked calmly.

”Of course, but let me grab the keys,” She turned to head inside.

But before she did, Daniel murmured under his breath, voice barely audible.

”Status”

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Name: Esmeralda Frant

Age: 31

HP: 1000/1000

Mana: 300/300

Essence: 100%

Quality: Outstanding

Description: A strong woman widowed the day after her love marriage, when a guild dungeon mission claimed her husband, leaving her newly awakened sexual needs forever forbidden by the ghost she still loves.

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Daniel’s expression darkened for a split second. Then Esmeralda returned with keys in hand, smiling.

”Follow me, young man,”

They climbed the spiral stairs. She unlocked the door, and he stepped inside for a quick scan.

In the far corner, a simple single bed stood by the window, dressed in a white mattress and two matching pillows.

To the left rose a modest wardrobe, while to the right, near a second window—sat a small table with a lone chair.

The new room was slightly better than his original one.

”So, what do you think, young man,” Esmeralda asked softly.

”Daniel, come here... and have a look,” Tressa called gently, ”the sunset view is amazing. I would recommend you to have this room.”

Daniel nodded faintly. ”It’s good but, how much is the monthly cost?”

Esmeralda paused for a moment before answering. ”For you, I’ll give you in thirty silvers per month.”

Tressa’s eyes widened, her eyes locked on her.

”Seriously, Esma? That’s way cheaper than anything in town, you’re doing him a huge favour,” said Tressa.

Though thirty silvers were nothing to them, it was a huge amount to Daniel, at least for now.

Hearing her description, he didn’t even think to bargain over the price. Then, suddenly, a filthy idea struck his mind.

”Okay, thirty silvers. Deal...” he said in a warm tone.

The landlady told him to come by tomorrow afternoon, as she would hire a worker to quickly clean his room in the morning.

With that, they left Esmeralda’s place. Tressa returned to her own home, while Daniel made his way to Jessica’s.

*knock-knock*

”Coming~” Jessica sang from inside.

Daniel stepped inside and followed her into the kitchen. As they chatted about his training, her eyes met his.

Instantly, heat surged through Jessica’s body. She bit her lower lip right in front of Daniel, signaling she was ready for another long mating session.

Daniel immediately raised a hand to shield his eyes, but it was too late—the inevitable Jessica had already caught his gaze.

She leaned closer and whispered warmly to his ear. ”Daniel, don’t you want to fuck your Aunt’s wet pussy?”

He turned his face and met her eyes. ”No, Aunt. Tomorrow is my first day of training, and I don’t want to miss it anyhow.”

She smirked and hiked up her skirt, revealing her dripping wet pussy, glistening down her thighs.

”No! Aunt, stop it. I don’t want to fuck you today,” he said, his eyes flicking to her exposed tender flesh despite himself.

Then Jessica turned sideways, flaunting her massive ass. Daniel barely held back his urges and stood from the table to escape the kitchen. But in the last moment, she bent forward fully, arching that round, perfect ass high.

His cock tented his pants instantly, hard as diamond, ignoring his willpower entirely.

”Fuck, Aunt. Your such a horny slut,” he growled, yanking down his pants.

*Slap-Slap-Slap-PLAP!*

Daniel pistoned into her pussy passionately with quick, relentless thrusts—desperate to empty his balls fast. But his little brother was packed full, refusing to relent.

He hoisted her body and laid her gently on the dining table like a Thanksgiving turkey, unleashing a tsunami into her swollen pussy.

”Ahh... it’s not over yet Daniel, look at your Aunt’s hungry pussy. It needs more to be filled again.”

She kept teasing him, trying to provoke him.

In response, Daniel scooped her up, carried her to the bedroom, dropped her onto the bed, and shoved his cock deep into her ass. Her taunts instantly melted into loud moans and screams of pain and pleasure combined.

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The next morning ( Early )

*Sprish-Sprish-Sprish*

Jessica flicked water droplets onto his face to wake him. He lay naked in her bed, spent from fucking her until midnight.

Daniel bolted upright, dressed fast, ate breakfast, and planted a tight slap on her ass before bolting for the town center.

*Thud-Thud-Thud-Thud*

”Damn it, I think I’m late for the first day of training,” he muttered, sprinting off.