Netori Talent-Stealing System: Rise of The Supreme Milf Hunter!

Kael took a single step forward before a sharp groan tore from his throat.

His legs buckled beneath him, searing pain ripping through his body, and he pitched toward the floor.

Selene acted instantly.

She surged forward and caught him before he could crumple, pulling his trembling frame tight against her own as he slumped in her arms.

His face sank deep between her breasts. Both mounds gave a gentle wobble at the impact before settling snugly around his cheeks, warm and perfumed, like two huge plush cushions of silk-wrapped paradise.

She felt his hands slip from her waist and slide downward, sinking helplessly into the full, round globes of her ass.

His fingers pressed deep into the thick, pillowy flesh, the cheeks dimpling around each fingertip.

The fabric of her dress strained against his grip, the seams stretching with a soft creak as he squeezed the generous curves, the supple meat overflowing around his knuckles in obscene folds.

Selene didn’t care, not in that moment. He was injured. He needed her, and that was all that mattered!

With a tender squeeze, she drew him even more firmly against her ample cleavage, her tits giving a slow jiggle as they squashed against his face. His ragged breath came hot against her skin, and she let out a long, motherly sigh.

”It’s okay, dear, use my chest as a pillow... I’ll take care of everything!” she cooed lovingly, her fingers stroking the back of his head, never once noticing the way Kael’s eyes were shining.

And it certainly wasn’t from pain.

[You have found a valid target!]

[Name: Selene Ashen

Age: 134 years

Cultivation: Ninth Layer of the Nascent Ascension Realm

Race: Human

Spiritual Roots: Green Water Roots (Rank C)

Talent: High (Relative to the sky)

Acceptance: 0/100

Husband Humiliation: 0/100]

[Selene Ashen is married to a powerful, arrogant young master, one who despises everything and everyone, including his own wife! Steal her from him, and with her, steal his talent and cultivation!]

Kael followed Selene down the corridor in silence, biting the inside of his cheek, struggling to keep the excitement coiling in his chest from spilling onto his face.

It didn’t help that her ass swayed right in front of him with every step, the two round cheeks rising and falling against each other beneath the thin silk in a slow, rolling rhythm.

The bathroom they entered was fairly modern, the walls lined with smooth ceramic tile that gleamed beneath the soft amber lights overhead.

A wide marble bathtub sat in the center of the room, deep enough to drown in, steam curling up from the water already filling it.

A glass shower stall rested against the far wall.

”Come on, sweetheart, I’ll help you get undressed...” Selene smiled tenderly, her slender fingers slipping the buttons of Kael’s shirt free one by one, parting the cloth with practiced grace.

It had been so long since she’d last bathed him. So many years had passed since he’d let her dote on him this way that she feared her old touch had faded.

With a soft sigh, she knelt down before him, her breasts dipping forward with the motion and settling with a small bounce. She hooked her fingertips into the waistband of his pants and tugged them smoothly down the firm length of his thighs.

The next moment, her emerald green eyes flew wide. The breath snagged in her throat, and a tiny, strangled sound escaped her parted lips.

A monster of flesh sprang free from her son’s pants, whipping out into the open air with the weight of a club.

Long, thick, and throbbing, easily over twenty-one centimeters, the veined shaft pulsed obscenely, the broad mushroom head already glistening with a bead of pearly precum.

His cock was pale and shiny, stretched taut over every bulging vein.

Selene barely had time to process what she was seeing before disaster struck.

The enormous member swung upward on its release, the precum-slick head smacking wetly against the deep valley of her cleavage with a heavy, meaty thud. The impact sent a quiver rippling through both tits, and the head sank instantly into the warm, pliant cushion between them.

The twin orbs swallowed the shaft from both sides in a snug, suffocating squeeze, as if they had been molded specifically to sheathe his cock.

She felt the scorching heat of him pulsing against her bare skin, the throb of every veined inch beating right into her sternum, the slick smear of precum painting a wet streak across her pale flesh.

She shuddered violently and scrambled back on her knees. The shaft popped loose from her cleavage.

Her tits lurched and heaved inside her dress as she retreated, the silken fabric dragging against the tile.

Why was it so big?...

Had it really been that long since the last time she bathed him? Surely a few years couldn’t account for this... this... this absolute beast of a thing!

It was at least twice the size of his father’s. Maybe even three times!

Cheeks burning crimson, Selene pushed herself to her feet on unsteady legs, her breasts shifting heavily inside the dress. She struggled to keep her gaze anywhere but on her stepson’s face.

He must see her as such a dirty woman... what kind of stepmother gawks at her own stepson like that...

’It’s okay, it’ll just be a quick bath, right? Just a quick bath...’ she repeated to herself like a mantra, fingers trembling as they fumbled at the small buttons of her dress.

Slowly, the silken fabric peeled down her shoulders and pooled in a soft heap at her feet.

Her huge breasts tumbled free from the confines of the tight neckline, dropping with a hefty bounce. The creamy flesh rippled from the sudden release, the two mounds knocking against each other for a moment before settling into a slow sway.

Puffy, pink nipples stiffened at the cool kiss of the air, each bud tightening into a hard point as goosebumps prickled across her pale, ivory skin.

Kael watched the woman before him with an enchanted gaze, his face flushing a deep red, his cock twitching like a living thing between his legs.

She was perfect.

Huge tits that hung with a ripe, heavy fullness.

A slim waist that flared out into wide, generous hips.

A big, round ass.

And a plump pussy that didn’t seem to belong to a woman who had already given birth, sealed neatly in a cleft of Venus without a single strand of pubic hair to mar its smooth perfection, the puffy vulva pouting out like a ripe peach split clean down the middle.

Well, that was the wonder of the cultivation world.

Even a mother only needed a little recovery to get her pussy back to that of a virgin, tight and untouched as a maiden’s first bloom.

All the positives of a MILF without any of the negatives. Wasn’t that just amazing?

”Oh... Miss Selene is truly beautiful!” Kael smiled, his thick cock rising along with the lift in his voice.

For women like Selene, who loved their children deeply, he had to proceed with caution. One wrong move, and the acceptance meter would never budge.

He wasn’t her Kael. He wasn’t her stepson. But she didn’t need to know that, did she?

”Oh, darling, don’t make me blush like that, fufufu~~” Selene laughed to cover her embarrassment, the sound musical but a touch too high-pitched. Her bare tits quivered with every giggle, the tremors running all the way down to her stiff nipples.

Her eyes darted frantically away from her son’s huge, throbbing cock as if it might bite her.

She helped him into the tub with gentle hands, her breasts hanging low and swinging as she bent to steady him.

Then she stepped in herself, the warm water climbing up her thighs, the surface rippling at every disturbance.

The water enveloped her curves as she sank down and settled onto her knees, the surface lapping at the underside of her breasts, the buoyant mounds bobbing lightly just above the waterline.

When she looked up, that massive member was jutting out just inches from her face, looming over her like some monolithic pillar.

A thick vein pulsed along its length, twitching in time with every heartbeat, and another bead of clear, glistening fluid welled at its swollen tip.

She tore her gaze away, snatching up a sponge with trembling fingers and squeezing a generous dollop of liquid soap onto it, working the suds between her palms until they lathered into a thick, creamy foam.