I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

splat

More spit.

It dripped shamelessly from their mouth, splattering hot and wet onto his cock. Their tongue followed, flattening along the thickness and tasting every inch with reverence.

Julian’s hips twitched violently, his hands painfully braced against the wall as he fought the urge to thrust. The mixture of warmth and cool air was dizzying, and each drawn moment only served to heighten his pleasure.

splash

Then came a sudden, slick sound, as if something was being poured into their palms. He couldn’t see them, but he could hear it—the wet squelch of their hands rubbing together.

And then, without warning, their breasts were back—coated with warm, perfumed oil, wrapping lewdly around his cock.

Julian nearly collapsed.

“Gods—fuck—”

The oil made everything slick, his cock sliding between their tits like it had a mind of its own. Each thrust felt so smooth, so hot, and so slippery that his entire body trembled, his cock twitching helplessly inside their glistening trap.

“Look at you,” Mara teased, jiggling her tits just to make his cock twitch even harder. “You said you could last. You lied.”

Lira giggled, squeezing tighter. “Aww, poor baby. You like it when I fuck you with my tits? Are you going to cum for me just from this?”

Julian couldn’t answer. His mouth was open, but only strangled gasps came out.

“Not yet,” they continued, dragging their cleavage up and down in long, merciless strokes. “You’re not allowed to cum yet. Not until we say so.”

Their lips brushed his tip, and he nearly lost it.

“We want you to beg.”

Julian’s thighs tensed, his hands gripping the wall so tightly that his knuckles paled.

He was close—too close.

“I—I’m gonna—fuck—!”

A breathless moan tore from him as his hips jerked forward, the tip of his cock ready to burst. He was right there—on the edge of release, one more stroke and—

And then it stopped.

Their hands gripped the base of his cock, squeezing just hard enough to halt everything.

“No,” they whispered, voice smooth yet cruel. “Not yet.”

Julian’s head fell back, his mouth open in a silent cry as his denied climax burned inside him.

“You were about to cum all over me, weren’t you?” Lira leaned in, her breath ghosting his swollen cock. “That would’ve been so easy. So boring.”

He squirmed under their control, his cock still trapped between their breasts.

“I want you aching for it,” Mara said, licking her own nipples. “I want you so fucked out, so desperate you’ll cry for it.”

Their tits resumed the motion—slow again, lazy almost, torturously gliding up and down with that same intoxicating slickness.

Julian groaned in frustration, his pleasure spiking again.

“Don’t even think about cumming,” they whispered, circling their fingers over his sensitive, dripping tip. “Hold it. Be good for us.”

“I—fuck, please—” he choked out, eyes fluttering shut. His abs were tight, his breath shallow. The tension was back. More brutal. More unbearable.

A few more strokes, a few more squeezes, and he was back to the edge.

They giggled.

“You poor thing,” Mara purred. “You’re going to cum so hard when we let you. It’s going to ruin you.”

Julian moaned. Broken.

“But not yet.”

They pulled their breasts back, trails of oil and cum stringing between their skin and his tip. He barely had time to catch a breath before Mara leaned forward, her mouth parting wide.

“Now let’s see how much you can take…”

Slurp.

Her lips wrapped around his tip with greedy hunger, and then—deep. In one motion, she swallowed him to the base, nose buried in the wall.

Julian howled.

Her throat clenched around him, tight and hot, and the sound—gag, gag, glkkk—was filthier than anything he had ever heard. Spit poured from the corners of her mouth, dripped down his shaft and then pooled on the floor.

“Fuck, you taste so good like this,” she panted, pulling back for a brief moment. “So messy. You’re throbbing in my throat.”

And then she did it again.

Deeper.

Her hands braced tightly against the wall, her fingers digging into the stone as she held him still. With no hesitation, no mercy, she deepthroated him to the base.

Ggkk—glrk—guhh!

Her throat bulged around him, stretched unbelievably wide. Her eyes fluttered open just for a moment and then rolled all the way back as she took a brutal, raw thrust down her throat.

“Holy—puh—fuck—” Julian gasped, barely able to breathe as the tightness overwhelmed his senses.

She held there for a moment, letting him throb in her throat. Savoring every sick second. She gagged on purpose—loving the way it made him twitch. Loving how he whined, how he cried.

Her nails scraped the wall as she bobbed her head again, taking him to the base over and over.

“Poor thing,” she whispered between sucks. “You’re hanging by a thread.”

She then gave the tip a single teasing lick. “Don’t you dare cum.”

He was gone.

“Shit—shit—I—fuck, I can’t—!”

They both laughed, smug and confident. “You better not—”

Too late.

Julian’s hips jerked forward violently, his voice breaking into a loud scream.

He exploded.

“FUCK—!”

Thick, hot ropes of cum shot from him, catching them straight between the eyes. Their smirk shattered, their mouth agape in stunned shock as a second, heavier burst splattered right across their nose.

Then another. And another.

“Wha—ah—fuck—!”

They both gasped, trying to pull back—but Julian was gone, lost in a climax so powerful it drowned his entire body. His cock throbbed violently with every pulse, and the torrent didn’t stop.

A hot jet landed in their open mouth, spilling over their lips and dripping down their chin. Another sprayed into their hair, and one shot even managed to get inside their eye, forcing them to blink through the mess.

“Oh my gods,” they choked in unison.

Julian groaned again, his cock still twitching. The final spurts were slower, but no less lewd—catching their cheeks, their tits.