Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 833: Aunt Garbiela’s Tight Asshole

[I didn’t expect Jack to really seduce this bitch so soon...] Her thoughts were dark, admiring—almost proud. [Even let her make the move...] Her gaze flicked to Gabriela, her expression unreadable.

[He really is an incubus...] Her mind purred, her thoughts twisted with respect—and lust. [Nemesis of women...]

[I won’t let the enemy’s mother...] Her thoughts turned cold, ruthless. [Get the satisfaction she wants...] Her dark eyes locked onto Gabriela, her expression shifting into something predatory.

[She wants Jack’s cock...] Her mind scoffed, her lips curling into a smirk. [Hmph... Just dream...]

[I’ll stay here...] Sarah’s thoughts were final, decisive—like a judge passing sentence.

[Right in front of you...] Her gaze flicked to me, then back to Gabriela, her smirk turning feral. [What can you do?]

Sarah stepped further into the room, her presence filling the space like a storm, her dark eyes locked onto Gabriela—trapping her, challenging her. The air grew heavier, charged with something dangerous, something unspoken. ”I’ll just stay here for a while,” she said, her voice sweet, mocking—but her intent was clear. ”Make sure everything’s safe.”

And as she settled into the chair, her gaze never leaving us, her smirk never fading—

I knew.

This wasn’t just a game anymore.

This was war.

Then—

A shift.

A change.

Sarah’s thoughts flickered—and I felt it.

[Hmm...] Her mind was suddenly hazy, her breath hitching as a flush crept up her neck. [What do I feel...?] Her fingers twitched against the armrest, her thighs pressing together as a heat spread through her.

[So hot...] Her thoughts were frantic, her body reacting before her mind could catch up. [And that itching... in my pussy...]

I realized—

The Scent of Lust had taken hold of her now.

Sarah’s dark eyes flickered with confusion, her breath coming faster as the arousal coursed through her veins. She forced a smile—apologetic, strained—as she turned to Gabriela.

”Auntie, don’t worry about it...” she said, her voice softer now, less in control. ”You can sleep... I’ll keep an eye...”

But her thoughts betrayed her.

[What’s happening to me...?] Her mind raced, her body aching with a need she couldn’t understand. [Why do I feel so... wet...?]

Gabriela was annoyed—frustrated—her body thrumming with unfulfilled desire. [What will I do...?] Her thoughts were desperate, her fingers clenching the sheets. [Sarah is staying here...] Her mind spiraled, her pussy throbbing with need.

[My pussy is throbbing so hard...] She bit her lip, her body aching for what had been interrupted. [I want to take that cock in my pussy...]

But she had no choice.

With a huff, Gabriela climbed into the bed, lying down with her back to me, her body tensed with frustration. Sarah sat on the chair, facing her, her dark eyes locked onto Gabriela—unblinking, hungry—though she didn’t understand why.

And I?

I turned onto my side—

Now facing Gabriela’s back, the curve of her ass pressed against me, the heat of her body radiating through the thin fabric of her robe.

The room was thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of arousal and deception. Gabriela lay stiffly beside me, her back pressed against my chest, her breath coming in short, frustrated gasps.

The blanket covered us both, hiding the heat between us, the need that refused to fade. My cock, still hard and throbbing, was pressed against the soft curve of her ass, the heat of her body radiating through the thin fabric of her robe.

Gabriela’s thoughts were a whirlwind of frustration and desire.

[I can’t take this...] Her mind raced, her body aching for release. [His cock is right there...] Her fingers clenched the sheets, her pussy throbbing with need. [I need it...]

I shifted slightly, my hand sliding beneath the blanket, my fingers trailing down the curve of her hip. Gabriela tensed, her breath hitching—but she didn’t stop me.

My fingers found the tie of her robe, loosening it just enough to expose the soft, round swell of her ass. The heat of her skin was intoxicating, the scent of her arousal filling my senses. I pressed closer, my cock sliding between her cheeks, the head teasing her tight, puckered hole.

[Oh God...] Gabriela’s thought was a whimper, her body trembling as she felt me there—somewhere she’d never been touched before.

And then—

I pushed.

Just the tip—slow, deliberate—pressing into her asshole.

Gabriela’s body jerked, a choked scream tearing from her lips—”AAAAAH—!”

Sarah’s voice cut through the tension, sharp and alert. ”Auntie? What’s wrong?”

Gabriela froze, her body stiffening with panic. Her face flushed crimson, her breath ragged as she scrambled for an excuse. ”N-nothing!” she stammered, her voice high-pitched, desperate. ”Just... a mosquito...”

Sarah’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze lingering on Gabriela’s flushed face, her trembling body. But the Scent of Lust was still affecting her, her own need clouding her judgment. She shifted in her chair, her thighs pressing together, her breath uneven—unaware of the real reason for Gabriela’s cry.

Beneath the blanket, I grinned—dark, possessive.

Gabriela’s ass clenched around the tip of my cock, her body trembling with a mix of shame and lust. The heat of her, the tightness of her forbidden hole, sent a jolt of pleasure through me, my hips pressing

just a little deeper, stretching her in a way she’d never experienced before.
[H-he’s inside me...] Her thought was a whimper, her mind spiraling with shock and desire. [In my ass... Oh God...] Her fingers dug into the sheets, her breath hitching as she tried to process the filthy sensation—the burn, the fullness, the shame of it all.

Across the room, Sarah shifted in her chair, her dark eyes narrowing slightly as she replayed Gabriela’s scream in her mind. Her thoughts were confused, conflicted—the Scent of Lust still clouding her judgment, her own arousal making it hard to think clearly.

[What happened...?] Her mind raced, her body aching with a need she couldn’t understand. [Her scream...] She bit her lip, her fingers clenching the armrests. [Why does it sound like a moan

...?]
Her gaze flicked to the blanket—to the subtle movements beneath it, to the way Gabriela’s breath was still ragged, her body tensed. A dark suspicion crept into her mind, her thoughts twisting with jealousy and curiosity.

[It must be Jack...] Her mind snarled, her body heating with a mix of anger and lust. [Doing something shameful beneath that blanket...]

Beneath the blanket, I grinned—dark, possessive—my cock pushing just a little deeper into Gabriela’s tight ass. Her body jerked, a muffled gasp escaping her lips as she tried to stay quiet, her fingers digging into my arm.

[N-no...] Her thought was desperate, her body betraying her. [He’s fucking my ass...] The shame of it only made her wetter, her pussy dripping with need, her mind spinning with filthy thoughts. [I should stop him... But God... It feels so good...]