My Milf System-Chapter 106. Making love to Rose.

Sometimes in life, the most extraordinary experiences can be the most enjoyable.

In my previous world, if someone was rumored to be in contact with demons, or worse, to be in love with one, the entire community would cast wary glances your way. Some might even whisper that you were a witch or something equally sinister. I never imagined I would meet a demon in my life, yet here I was, lying in bed with Rose, a demon lord no less, and reveling in what felt like the best moment of my life.

She gazed up at me as I playfully launched myself on top of her, kissing her softly and savoring the sweetness of her lips as we exchanged our saliva.

"Rose," I murmured seductively." You’re the most beautiful and vulnerable woman I’ve ever been with, despite your fierce nature."

She smiled through our kiss. "Shut up and kiss me," she replied, her words muffled.

Our tongues twisted together while my hands wound around her neck, feeling the softness of her breasts beneath her lace bra on my chest.

But it was only a matter of time before I wanted more. We rolled onto our sides, and my hands traveled down to Rose’s back, searching for the clasp of her bra. Once I found it, I unclasped it slowly, letting it fall away as our mouths remained locked in a heated kiss.

Rose paused her movements and began to trace her fingers along my back, igniting waves of arousal within me.

I could feel the excitement building.

Rose, the hot demon MILF I once thought might devour me and make me her lunch the moment we met, lay beside me in the same bed, our bodies intertwined as if we were meant to be together.

I felt ecstatic; the sensation was exhilarating and almost unbelievable.

And I was ready to savor every moment to my heart’s content.

Pulling away from our kiss, her bra slipped from her shoulders and fell to the bed, unveiling her round, heavy melons, shapes like full water balloons with a skin soft and smooth like the finest silk.

I took a quick glance at them before burying my face between them, letting my face sink into their warmth. I turned my head slightly, relishing the way they gently pressed against my cheeks, her soft chest hairs teasing my nose.

She let out moans mixed with playful giggles, the sound only fueling my arousal. I couldn’t help but wonder how her titties would feel on my tongue.

Her dark areolas were impossibly enticing, and her nipples were like ripe berries waiting to be tasted.

Without hesitation, I took her right nipple into my mouth, suckling it gently as my hand found the other, teasing it with slow, gentle pinches.

She squirmed, moaning sweetly, her back arching as she lay on her side—bringing her breasts closer to me, as though begging for more.

I massaged those divine mounds for a few minutes longer, savoring every second, before setting my sights on the main event: the lacy panties hugging her curves.

Guiding her to lie on her back, I slid between her legs, gripping the edges of the lace fabric. She lifted her hips slightly, inviting me in, and I slowly pulled them down—past her soft, thick thighs, over her smooth calves, and finally off her petite feet.

Now she was completely naked before me. She looked to the side and covered her breasts with her hands shyly. I chuckled. I wasn’t used to this shy side of her.

My gaze drifted down to her lower half. She hadn’t been lying when she said she’d shaved just for me.

The skin along her V-shaped mound was smooth and flawless, not a single strand of hair in sight. It tempted me to lean in and press a soft kiss there—but instead, I looked up at her.

She was blushing.

"Please, don’t stare... it’s embarrassing," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

"But I haven’t even seen anything yet," I said with a small chuckle. "Your legs are still pressed tightly together."

She pouted, adorably childlike. "Still... don’t stare."

I hadn’t expected her voice to sound so sweet too—it was a pleasant surprise.

"Alright, alright," I sighed in mock defeat. "I won’t stare... at least not for long." I smirked as I gently wrapped my hands around her legs just above the knees, slowly guiding them apart. She squirmed slightly at my touch, so I paused.

"Should I stop?" I teased.

She shook her head, her cheeks flushed. "No... Just get it over with without staring too much. I’m really shy."

Grinning, I spread her legs wider, then bent them up at the knees, opening her to me completely.

One thing about me: the moment I’m told not to do something, the urge to do it only grows stronger.

So, I stared.

And in that moment, my throat went dry, and my mouth began to water.

There was only one word for what I saw— masterpiece.

Her vagina was beyond enticing. To my surprise, it wasn’t large or intimidating like I had imagined from someone who’d lived for hundreds of years as a demon. No. It was small, delicately shaped, slick wet with arousal, and impossibly inviting.

I crouched down to it and licked it with my tongue. The moment l pressed against it, she squirmed violently, pushing her hips up to meet my mouth. I sucked her clit like my life depended on it while also chewing it carefully not to hurt her.

This only made her get even wetter.

And made me get even harder!

After giving her the best mouth job l could provide, l decided it was time for me to get intimate with her.

And l wasn’t planning on just fucking her. No. I wanted to make love to her.

"Rose," I murmured, my voice low. "I’m putting it in."

She covered her face with her hands, blushing as she whispered, "Okay... but be gentle. I’ve never taken something that big and long before. And it’s been such a long time since I’ve felt a man inside me... so please, go slow."

"Of course," I replied softly. "That was my intention from the very beginning

I grabbed my 11-inch hard cock and directed it into Rose’s went cunt with pink insides.

Shoving it halfway in, l stopped and let her adjust to my size.

"Ahh—mmhn... A-Asher!" she cried out, her voice trembling. "It’s... it’s so big—" Her breath hitched as her body tensed around me.

"You’ll get used to it," I murmured.

Then slowly, l pulled out, and thrusted halfway in again.

I did this for a few strokes until l felt like she was now ready to take the whole thing deep inside her. So, l shoved it all at once without warning.

"AGHHHHHHH!!!" She screamed in both pain and pleasure!

Her hands gripped the bedsheets tightly, bunching them up as I thrust in and out of her, gradually picking up the pace.

Her sounds shifted—less pained now, and more like genuine moans of pleasure.

She had adjusted to my dick size.

I groaned too as l felt her pussy tighten around my cock. She was too tight, almost like a virgin. She must have abstained from sex for quite a long time, and l don’t imagine that power-hungry bastard Draegonoth making love to her like how I’m doing.

To make this her best experience, l decided to give her the best l could. Using my hands, l began rubbing her clitoris, increasing her stimulation while my hips met with hers in love thrusts.

Soon, the whole room was filled with slapping and slurping sounds accompanied by our moans and groans.

It wasn’t long before the both of us ultimately reached climax at the same time.

Her pussy clenched around my cock, milking every bit of my semen deep into her womb as she also trembled, lost in the milky white, hot bliss of her climax.

I collapsed on top of her, my cock still throbbing inside her cunt as she instinctively wrapped her arms around me, the both of us panting, our slick bodies tangled together in the sweet aftermath.

I smiled, pressing small, lazy kisses into her hair.

"That was an incredible experience, Rose." I muttered.

"Let’s do it again... and again, until morning," she whispered naughtily into my ear.

I thought the night was going to be fun—

but I had no idea I was sharing a bed with a true nymphomaniac.

And the night... was only just beginning.

TBC