NTR MILF: I Was Summoned by Thirsty MILFs to Breed Them-Chapter 32: Breeding the Innocent MILF

Alex pulled back just enough to look at her—spread wide beneath him, dress a ruined heap around her waist, massive tits heaving and leaking milk in thin streams down her sides, thighs trembling, pussy flushed and dripping, begging.

He rubbed the thick head of his cock through her folds once more—slow, deliberate, coating himself in her slickness—then lined up at her entrance.

"Beg for it one more time," he growled, voice low and rough, eyes locked on hers.

Lena’s hands clutched the sheets, tears streaming freely. "Please... Lord... put it in... breed me... I need you so deep... I’ll be yours... only yours..."

That was all it took.

He pushed in—slow at first, the head stretching her tight entrance, her virgin-like pussy resisting for a heartbeat before giving way. She cried out, back arching high, "Aaaahhh—yes!"

Inch by inch, he sank deeper—her walls gripping him like velvet fire, fluttering and clenching around every ridge. She was so tight, so wet, so hot it nearly undid him on the spot.

"Aahh... so big... it’s splitting me..." she sobbed, legs wrapping around his waist, heels digging into his back to pull him closer.

He bottomed out with a low groan, buried to the hilt, her pussy pulsing around him like it was made for this. He held still for a moment, letting her feel every throbbing inch, then started moving—slow, deep thrusts that dragged against her walls, the head kissing her cervix with every push.

Lena’s moans turned frantic—"Aahh... aahh... deeper... please... breed me..."

He picked up speed, hips slamming harder, the bed creaking louder, her tits bouncing heavy with every thrust, milk spraying in thin arcs across her chest and his.

He leaned down, catching one leaking nipple in his mouth, sucking hard as he pounded into her. She screamed, pussy clenching tight, coming hard around him—gushing, milking him, body shaking uncontrollably.

The sight and feel of her—noble, innocent Lena, ruined and begging beneath him—pushed him over.

He thrust deep one last time and came—hot, thick ropes shooting into her, flooding her womb, claiming her completely. Pulse after pulse, he filled her until it leaked out around his cock, marking her in a way no arranged marriage ever could.

She clung to him, sobbing his name, legs locked tight, taking every drop.

When it finally faded, he stayed inside her, kissing her tears away, whispering against her lips, "You’re mine now, Lena. All mine."

She nodded, breathless, body still trembling.

They stayed locked like that for a long minute, Alex’s cock still twitching deep inside her, her legs wrapped tight around him like she never wanted to let go.

Her pussy clenched in aftershocks, milking the last drops from him, warm cum spilling out around them with every little pulse.

She was ruined. And she was his.

But he wasn’t done. Not even close.

He pulled out slow—her pussy clutching at him like it was begging him to stay—cum gushing out in a thick, white flood down her thighs and onto the table. She whimpered at the emptiness, body shuddering, legs falling limp.

He flipped her over again—rough but careful—onto her stomach, then pulled her hips up high until she was on all fours, ass in the air, back arched deep. Proper doggy now, her massive tits hanging heavy and swaying, nipples brushing the slick table.

"Spread wider," he growled, slapping her ass hard—a sharp crack that left a pink handprint blooming on her creamy skin.

She did, moaning deep—"Aaahhh... Lord... yes..."—thighs parting, pussy lips opening up, still dripping his cum, asshole winking above it from earlier.

He kneeled behind her, gripping those thick cheeks and spreading her wide. Her pussy was a mess—swollen, red, leaking white streaks down her inner thighs. He leaned in and spat on it—thick, hot—watching it mix with their cum, then dove his tongue in deep.

She screamed—"Aaaahhhh—fuck!"—body jolting as he licked her filthy pussy, tasting them both, tongue plunging into her used hole, lapping up the creamy mess like he was starving.

He kept going, relentless, tongue fucking her deep while his thumbs spread her ass cheeks wider, nose brushing her sensitive clit.

Her moans turned frantic, hips bucking back against his face, pushing for more. He alternated—deep licks into her pussy, then up to circle her asshole again, tasting the mix of everything he’d done to her.

She shattered again, body convulsing, pussy gushing fresh wetness onto his tongue as she came hard, screaming his name.

He didn’t stop until she was a quivering mess, then rose up, cock rock-hard once more, ready to claim her all over again.

Alex gripped her hips again, fingers sinking deep into the soft, wide flare of flesh there, pulling her back just enough to make her ass jiggle. He lined up behind her, the fat head of his cock—still slick and shining from her mouth and pussy—nudging her swollen entrance.

He pushed in slow, one long, deliberate glide, burying himself to the root in her slick, used heat.

Lena moaned deep and long, the sound raw and low, her walls fluttering around him again, clenching from the fresh stretch even after everything.

He started moving—slow at first, deep strokes that pulled almost out, letting her feel the ridge of his head catch on her entrance, then sank back in with a wet slap against her plush ass.

Every thrust made her heavy tits swing beneath her, milk dripping in steady drops onto the bed, the nipples brushing the slick surface with each sway.

Her moans grew with each plunge, soft and desperate at first. "Ahhh... so full again... it’s still so thick..."

He picked up pace gradually, hips slamming harder, the bed creaking under them with a rhythmic groan. Her ass rippled with every impact, the plump flesh bouncing and jiggling, pink handprints blooming brighter where he gripped.

Lena’s moans turned louder, more broken. "Yes... harder... just like that..."

He leaned over her back, one hand sliding under to cup a swinging breast, squeezing firmly until milk sprayed forward in thin streams. The other hand reached around, fingers finding her swollen clit, rubbing slow, firm circles that made her buck.

She gasped, body jolting. "Ahhh... there... don’t stop..."

He fucked her through the building wave, pace steady and deep, feeling her pussy grow even wetter, clenching tighter.

Her moans rose. "I’m... again... it’s coming..."

She came hard, body trembling, walls milking him in rhythmic waves, squirting gently around his pounding cock, soaking his balls.

Alex didn’t stop.

He pulled out slow, the drag making her whimper at the emptiness, then flipped her onto her back once more, legs spread wide and limp.

Her tits bounced heavy as she landed, milk leaking faster from the motion, running down her sides.

He hooked her knees over his elbows, folding her open completely, her thick thighs pressing against her chest, and slammed back in.

Lena cried out, eyes rolling slightly. "Too deep... don’t stop..."

He pounded, the bed shaking, her body jolting with every thrust, tits bouncing wild, milk spraying in arcs across her chest and his with the force.

Her moans were constant now, soft and raw, rising with each deep plunge. "Ahhh... I feel you everywhere..."

When the edge hit him again, hot and urgent, he buried himself to the root, hips grinding hard, and let go.

Thick pulses flooded her already-full womb, overflowing immediately, cum gushing out around his cock in warm streams.

Lena moaned long and low, body trembling, pussy milking him through every throb.

He stayed inside, grinding slow, letting her feel every last drop.

When it faded, he pulled out gently, cum pouring from her in a thick stream down her ass and onto the bed.

Lena lay there, legs limp, chest heaving, tears drying on her cheeks, a soft, satisfied smile on her lips.

Alex kissed her forehead, then her lips, tasting milk and salt.

The palace cheers outside swelled again, as if they knew.

Another wife completely claimed.

And the royal breeder’s day was far from over.