Lust Meter System: Conquering Beauties-Chapter 32: Milf Curriculum: Special Lesson With Miss Kelly 2 [+R18]

Chapter 32: Milf Curriculum: Special Lesson With Miss Kelly 2 [+R18]

Miss Kelly scrambled off him, moving to the edge of the rug and dropping onto her hands and knees. Her ass was massive, a wide, pale heart-shape that seemed to take up Liam’s entire field of vision.

Liam got up on his knees behind her.

From this angle, he could see the way her heavy breasts hung down toward the floor and the glistening opening that was practically begging for him to return.

He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, and lined himself up. He pushed in deep, his cock sliding into the heat with a wet squelch.

"Ah! Yes! Right there!" she screamed, her elbows giving way so her chest hit the floor, her ass sticking high in the air.

Liam didn’t hold back. He had the rhythm now. He pulled back until only the head was inside, then slammed forward, his core hitting her backside with a loud thwack.

1... 2... 3...

He was relentless. He watched the way her flesh rippled with every impact.

Miss Kelly’s back arched like a bow, her fingers digging into the rug as she took the full force of his weight.

"Nngh—me too—I’m—haaa!" Liam gasped, his eyes snapping shut as his hips locked into a frantic, blurred vibration.

"Ah! Ah! G-god—!"

Miss Kelly’s back arched so hard her spine popped, her head falling back against his shoulder.

She wailed, her voice shattering into a high, piercing keen as her internal muscles began to pulse in violent waves.

"Liam!—Liam!—Oh!!."

The sensation of her clamping down on him was the final straw. Liam’s jaw locked, a guttural, soul-deep roar tearing from his throat. He slammed into her one last time, pinning her body forward as he erupted inside her.

"Haa... ha... oh—!" she sobbed, her breath coming in short, electric bursts as the aftershocks racked her frame.

’He’s not stopping,’she thought, her eyes rolling back into her head as she felt the relentless, hot pulses deep within her. ’He’s cumming so much... it’s filling my insides... I can feel every drop hitting my core.’

Liam collapsed over her back, his forehead pressed against the nape of her neck, his chest heaving as he let out a long, shaky

"Huuuuuuuuh..." that signaled the end of his strength. They stayed like that, fused together, the only sound in the room the frantic, fading rhythm of their hearts.

Miss Kelly rolled onto her side, her massive breasts settling heavily against the rug. She looked at him, her hair a bird’s nest around her face, a small, tired smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Well," she whispered, her voice barely a thread. "I think you’ve learned your lesson for today, Liam. For a first time... you’re a hell of a fuck."

Liam just stared at the ceiling, his heart finally slowing down. "Yeah," he muttered, a smug, satisfied grin spreading across his face. "Best lesson I’ve ever had."

[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]

[CONGRATULATIONS!]

[Achievement Unlocked: First Sexual Encounter Complete]

[Status Update: Virginity Lost]

[New Skill Available]

[New Trait Unlocked: Pulse Tease]

[Description: User can boosts sexual experience of target with mild electric pulses when activated INACTIVE]

[Activation Cost: None]

[Note: Can be turned on/off at will]

Liam stared at the glowing blue screens.

’Uh... I got a new skill. Pulse Tease. Sounds cool.’ Liam’s mind was still buzzing. ’I’ll check it out later. Right now I just want to enjoy this win.’

His heart was still hammering. Sweat cooled on his skin. And the fucking system had just congratulated him on losing his virginity like he’d completed a tutorial level.

’This is insane. This is actually insane.’

He dismissed the screens with a mental flick and looked down.

They were sprawled on the hardwood, completely bare and tangled together. Miss Kelly lay beside him, her pale skin flushed a deep, rosy pink. Her massive breasts rose and fell with every heavy, shuddering breath she took.

Liam glanced at her face and noticed the number hovering above her head

[60/100]

He dismissed it with a thought, too happy to care about it too.

For a second, neither of them moved.

’I just had sex. With my professor. On her living room floor.’

His brain couldn’t process it.

The same woman every guy on campus fantasized about. She was lying right there, looking absolutely wrecked, because of him.

’Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy—’

"So," Liam said, his voice coming out steadier than he felt. "You did say I was a pretty good fuck, right?"

Miss Kelly’s head turned toward him. One eyebrow arched.

Liam grinned. "Does that mean I’m getting those answers for next month’s exam?"

"No way in hell am I giving you that." Miss Kelly sat up abruptly, her heavy breasts swaying with the sudden movement. She didn’t reach for her clothes; she just sat there, looking at him with a mix of indignation and something that looked suspiciously like respect. "Don’t push your luck, Liam."

’Worth a shot.’

Silence crashed down between them.

The refrigerator hummed. A car horn blared outside. Liam sat there on the floor in his wrinkled shirt and unbuttoned jeans, and the weight of what just happened started pressing down on his chest.

’What were you supposed to do after sex with your professor? Just leave? Pretend nothing happened?’

Miss Kelly stood up, her movements fluid despite the lingering tremors in her legs.

She stood tall, unapologetically naked, her silhouette striking in the dim light. She looked down at him, biting her lower lip as if she were debating with herself.

"Can you wait till I get back from the shower?" she asked. Her voice was softer now. "I know we just did... that. But I actually did want to apologize. For earlier today."

"But you wanted what happened between us more," Liam said with a teasing smile.

"Like I said before, I don’t know what you’re talking about," Miss Kelly replied quickly. Her cheeks turned slightly pink. She started walking toward the short corridor that led to the bathroom. "Just wait till I get back, okay?"

"Sure thing, Miss Kelly."

She turned and walked toward the corridor leading to her bathroom. Liam watched her go, bare feet on hardwood, hips swaying slightly, bathrobe she hadn’t grabbed yet still hanging on the bathroom door down the hall.

She disappeared around the corner.

A few seconds later, he heard the bathroom door close.

*Click*

Lock.

Then water.

Liam didn’t move for three full seconds.

The second he heard the lock click, Liam jumped to his feet. He pumped his fist in the air and did a little celebration hop like he’d just scored a goal. He spun around, grinning like an idiot.

"YES!" He punched the air, spinning in a circle. "Yes, yes, YES!"

’I lost my virginity. To HER. To Miss fucking Kelly!’

He wanted to scream it. Wanted to run outside and shout it at the sky. Wanted to call Kelvin right now and tell him but...

He stopped mid-celebration.

’Wait. Can I even tell Kelvin?’

The excitement drained a little.

’I can’t wait to rub this in Kelvin’s face.’ He paused mid-celebration. ’Wait. Should I actually tell him? Would he even believe me?’

The more he thought about it, the more complicated it seemed. This wasn’t some random hookup at a party. This was their actual professor. There could be real consequences. But it was still Kelvin.

’I’ll figure that out later. Right now I’m just happy I lost my V-card.’

The grin came back, but then it slowly faded as he stood there in the middle of her living room.

’Now that I’ve lost it... I still feel the same.’

He’d built it up so much in his head. The first time was supposed to change everything, right? He was supposed to feel different. More mature. More something.

Click!

The sound of the bathroom lock disengaging echoed down the corridor.

Liam’s head snapped toward the hallway.

He heard footsteps coming closer.

’Oh shit, I’m still half-naked.’

Liam quickly grabbed his t-shirt from the floor and pulled it over his head. Then he fumbled with his jeans, getting the button done and zipping them up.

Footsteps padded down the corridor.

Miss Kelly appeared around the corner.

Liam’s brain completely flatlined.

His jeans stretched.

A hard outline rose at the front.

Miss Kelly stood there, smelling of expensive soap and damp skin, looking at him like she knew exactly what she was doing to his self-control

She was putting on a robe that was doing things silk shouldn’t be able to do. It highlighted the deep, heavy valley of her cleavage and hugged the wide, dangerous flare of her hips so perfectly that he could practically feel the heat radiating off her skin from across the room which was funny because she was fresh from the shower.

’My God,’ he thought, his pulse thundering in his ears. ’Why does everything this woman wears make her a walking dick magnet? Even a damn bathrobe looks like a challenge.’