I AM A MAGE WITH A MILF SYSTEM

All night – r18

The words sent a bolt of excitement through her body, making her pussy clench around him. Julian's smirk grew wider, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he watched her reaction.

"You like that, don't you?" he murmured, his cock still buried deep within her. "You like being mine, my little whore."

Emma's cheeks burned with a mix of arousal and embarrassment, but she couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through her at his words.

With a needy moan, she nodded. "Yes, my lord," she whispered, her voice a soft, breathless confession.

Julian's grip on her hair tightened, pulling her head back further as he thrust into her harder.

Julian's smirk grew into a full-fledged smile as he watched the emotions play out across her face. He knew he had her now, that she was utterly devoted to his every whim.

Withdrawing from her pussy, he lined up his still-hard cock with her tight asshole. "Now, it's time to take your service to the next level," he said, his voice a low growl of desire.

Emma felt a flash of surprise, but she was too lost in the moment to protest. Julian's finger had been a revelation, but this was uncharted territory for her.

She felt the blunt head of his cock press against her anus, the pressure building as he applied a gentle but firm force. She tensed up, unsure of what to expect, but he soothed her with gentle words and a soft kiss to the back of her neck.

"Relax, Emma," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. "You're mine now, and I'll always make it feel good for you."

His voice was a mix of reassurance and command that she found impossible to resist. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, her body relaxing slightly as he pushed forward.

The pain was intense, but she bit her lip, focusing on the promise of pleasure that she knew lay just beyond it.

Julian felt her tighten around him, the resistance sending a thrill of excitement through him.

"That's it," he encouraged, his voice thick with lust. "Take me, all of me."

He watched her face, the tension in her eyes, the way her body quivered with each inch he claimed. With a final push, he was fully seated in her tight ass, his cock buried to the hilt.

Emma felt pain and shouted, "Ahh, it hurts!" The sensation was overwhelming, the burning stretch unlike anything she had ever experienced.

Julian stilled, giving her a moment to adjust, his hand gentle on her hip. "Breathe, Emma," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm to the fire that raged within her. "It's okay, I've got you."

Slowly, the pain began to recede, replaced by a fullness that was almost pleasurable. Julian's cock was a foreign object in her most private place, and the idea of it was both terrifying and thrilling.

She felt a strange sense of accomplishment, of having been claimed in the most intimate of ways. As the pain disappeared, a new sensation began to bloom—a deep, primal pleasure that had her pussy clenching and her toes curling.

Julian watched her, his eyes hooded with desire as he began to move again, his cock sliding in and out of her tight ass with a gentle ease that belied the brutality of their earlier coupling.

"You're doing so well," he whispered, his voice filled with pride. "Your ass is so tight, so perfect for me."

Emma felt the heat of his words, her cheeks flushing even more as she pushed back against him, her body begging for more. Julian's pace grew steadier, his hips rocking into her with a rhythm that had her panting and her eyes rolling back in her head.

"You're taking it like a champ," he murmured, his hands sliding up her body to cup her breasts.

He pinched her nipples, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers as he fucked her with a steady, deep rhythm that had her moaning into the pillow.

The sound of his balls slapping against her ass filled the air, a testament to the force of his thrusts. She could feel her body stretching around him, her ass adjusting to the intrusion.

It was a strange, intense sensation, one that she never knew could bring her so much pleasure. Julian's grip tightened on her hips as he picked up speed, his strokes becoming more demanding, more insistent.

Emma's eyes rolled back in her head, the pleasure building as she felt her body responding to his. Despite the initial pain, she found herself craving the fullness, the sense of being utterly owned by him.

Julian's hand reached around her waist, his fingers finding her clit, and she gasped as he began to rub it in time with his thrusts. The combination of sensations was too much, and she felt another orgasm building, the pressure in her core threatening to explode.

"Ahh, it feels so good, my lord," she shouted, her voice raw and needy.

Julian's smile was one of pure, unadulterated triumph. He knew he had her, that she was his to use and claim as he saw fit. The power he had over her was intoxicating, and he reveled in the feeling of her tight ass clenching around him.

He picked up the pace, his strokes growing more erratic as his own climax approached.

With a final, powerful thrust, Julian emptied himself into her, his cum filling her ass as he groaned in pleasure. He watched as her body trembled with the force of her orgasm, her pussy pulsing around his cock.

The feeling of her tightening around him was almost too much to bear, and he felt his own climax build.

Emma's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath him as she felt the warmth of his seed filling her. She had never felt so used, so thoroughly claimed, and she loved every moment of it.

Julian's cock twitched within her, his orgasm ripping through him like a bolt of lightning from the very element he controlled.

Julian's hand didn't stop playing with her clit, even as his cock softened, ensuring that she remained on the edge of another climax.

"You're so beautiful when you cum for me," he murmured, his voice a dark caress that sent shivers down her spine.

Emma felt a strange mix of pride and shame at his words, the pleasure she felt making it difficult to think. Her body was a canvas of sensation, each touch from Julian's hand a stroke that brought her closer to the brink.

"Th-thank you, my lord," she managed to whisper, her voice hoarse from her screams. Julian leaned down, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "Ready for more?"