Chapter 498 - : 498 : She Missed Him Too!

Chapter 498: Chapter : 498 : She Missed Him Too!

Aiden sat on the edge of the single four-poster bed in Professor Mira Vale’s private chamber, his long legs dangling casually off the side.

Mira straddled him sideways, her thick, fertile thighs draped over the edge of the bed so the glossy black stockings rubbed gently against his shins with every tiny shift of her body.

Her brown cape lay crumpled on the chair beside them like a forgotten flag of surrender. The white button-up shirt she had worn earlier hung completely open, the fabric parted wide enough to reveal the delicate white lace bra pulled up above her massive breasts. The soft, overflowing mounds rose and fell with every hurried breath, nipples stiff and rosy, barely contained by the thin lace.

Aiden’s strong hands were already busy. He cupped the enormous weight of her breasts from underneath, squeezing them firmly with both palms. His thumbs brushed over the stiff pink nipples, rolling them in slow, teasing circles that made her gasp into the deep, hungry kiss they shared. Mira’s arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, fingers tangled in his hair as she kissed him back with raw, open-mouthed passion—tongues sliding wetly together, soft moans vibrating against his lips.

"Ahhn... Sir..." she whispered breathlessly when the kiss finally broke.

Aiden chuckled low, a dark, satisfied sound. He didn’t pull away immediately. Instead he lowered his head and pressed open-mouthed kisses along the smooth, sensitive skin of her neck. He started slow, lips lingering, then sucked harder just below her ear, leaving a clear, dark hickey. Another one lower, right above her collarbone. Mira’s head tilted back automatically, exposing more of her throat, a soft, needy whimper escaping her full red lips.

"Sir..." she breathed, voice already shaky. "So... why were you in her office...?"

He didn’t stop kissing her throat. His tongue traced a wet, hot trail up to her ear as he whispered, "I was fulfilling a part of our promise. Destroying the nobles, remember?"

Mira’s eyes widened, sparkling with a mix of shock and arousal. "H-how so... Ahh..."

Aiden sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, tongue swirling greedily while his other hand slid down to squeeze the soft, thick flesh of her thigh. Mira moaned loudly, hips rolling involuntarily on his lap. The wet sound of his mouth pulling away echoed softly in the quiet room.

"She hired an assassin to kill me," he continued calmly, voice low and measured. "They failed. I found out from the assassin that It came from this very academy. I was sure it was Professor Elowen Voss."

Mira’s hands tightened on his shoulders. "Did you... did you blackmail her? But what about prove?"

Aiden chuckled darkly, raising her massive breasts higher so he could take one entire nipple into his mouth and suck it deep. His other hand stroked the inside of her thigh, feeling the heat radiating from her skin. "Not exactly blackmail. I had to scare her thoroughly. Through Vice Chancellor Mirielle Moonveil."

Mira froze for half a second, then her expression shifted from shy arousal to genuine surprise. "W-what...?"

Aiden smiled against her breast, the vibration making her moan again. "You don’t know this, but Vice Chancellor Mirielle Moonveil is my mother-in-law, Mira."

Mira’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson. She could feel her heart hammering against her ribs. "She’s... your mother-in-law...? That’s... that’s huge, Sir."

Aiden kept kissing and sucking, gradually working his way lower, leaving more marks along her collarbone. "I told her exactly what I’d do. I told her that if I go and inform Mom, she’ll throughly investigate this. And once she learns one of her professors hired an assassin... well, let’s just say Professor Elowen’s elegant little noble life would be over before dinner. I made sure she understood that the entire academy would know her family name was dragged through the mud because a high noble tried to murder her own student. She begged on the floor. Actually begged."

Mira’s breath hitched. "Wha? Really? What did you do after that...?"

Aiden pulled back just enough to look her in the eyes, blue gaze dark and intense. "I made her suck my cock... and then I made her ride it."

Mira’s eyes widened in pure shock. Her mouth fell open. "Y-you... made her... suck and ride...?"

Aiden nodded, still cupping her breasts, thumbs lazily circling her nipples. "She said hated it. Called it rape, screamed about destroying destroying me, all that. But in the end she was begging me to fuck her harder. And guess this... She was also a virgin. A commoner cock took her virginity, Mira. Not some pure-blood noble. And she came so many times she couldn’t even count them."

Mira stared at him, lips parted. "R-really...? She did...?"

"Yes." Aiden’s voice dropped to a rough growl. "She started by cursing me, screaming she’d never, that she’d die first. Then she was moaning my name and begging me to go harder. Her noble pussy was dripping wet the entire time. She even thanked me in the end."

Mira’s breath came in short, trembling gasps. She looked up at him with wide, glistening eyes. "Th-thank you... from the bottom of my heart, Sir. That was... that was everything I ever wanted."

Aiden smiled, that familiar smug, possessive grin spreading across his handsome face. He brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. "Why don’t we change your outfit a bit, Mira? Something more suited to how much you missed me today."

Mira blinked. "W-what?"

He raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and said clearly.

"Change."

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In an instant her ruined white shirt and open bra vanished completely, teleporting into his inventory with a soft glow. Before she could even yelp, a brand-new outfit appeared on her body.

A soft, cute yet incredibly provocative pink-and-white ensemble. A cropped white ribbed cardigan with pink trim and a little pink bow sat open over her chest, pushing her massive breasts upward into an obscene, overflowing cleavage that strained the fabric to its absolute limit. The pink-and-white gingham pleated mini-skirt barely reached mid-thigh, flaring out around her wide, fertile hips. White thigh-high stockings with a soft ribbed texture hugged her thick thighs all the way up, the tops just visible above the skirt hem. Her long brown hair remained loose, cascading over one shoulder with soft waves.

Mira looked down at herself in pure, horrified shock. Her enormous breasts jiggled heavily inside the tight cardigan as she gasped. "W-what is this?! Sir, this is... this is too much!"

She tried to cross her arms over her chest, but the motion only made her massive tits squeeze together even more obscenely, pushing them higher and deeper into the valley of cleavage. The short pleated skirt rode up with the movement, flashing the smooth skin of her thick thighs and the lacy tops of her stockings. She tugged desperately at the hem, but it only made the fabric stretch tighter across her plump ass.

"Sir, this is humiliating!" she squeaked, face burning crimson all the way down to her chest. "Students will see me in the hallway! And... and my breasts... they’re so big they’re practically falling out of this cardigan! It’s cute, but it’s way too revealing—too sexy!"

Aiden leaned back on his elbows, blue eyes gleaming with dark amusement as he drank in the sight of her. The new outfit hugged every voluptuous curve like a lover’s hands—her massive breasts straining violently against the white ribbed fabric, wide fertile hips flaring out under the gingham skirt, thick thighs looking even thicker in the white stockings. The pink bow on the cardigan only added to the lewd, schoolgirl aesthetic.

"Oh, Mira," he teased, voice low and dripping with satisfaction, "you look even cuter than I imagined. Those fat tits of yours are begging to be seen now. And that short skirt? It’s practically asking for my hands to wander under it. Look at how your nipples are still poking through that thin cardigan—hard as diamonds because of me."

Mira whimpered, trying to pull the cardigan closed but only managing to make her breasts bulge out even more. "S-Sir! I’m not supposed to look like this! I’m a professor! This is... this is too embarrassing! Everyone will stare—especially you! You’re just teasing me right now!"

She shifted on his lap, the motion making her massive tits bounce heavily inside the cropped cardigan, the pink bow jiggling with them. The short skirt rode even higher, flashing the smooth, creamy skin of her inner thighs where the stockings ended. Her cheeks were scarlet, eyes darting around the room as if expecting someone to walk in.

Aiden’s hands slid up her thick thighs, squeezing the soft flesh possessively. "Behave, baby. You’re not supposed to look like a professor anymore today. You’re supposed to look like the desperate little slut you became after I fulfilled a part of our promise. Those stockings make your legs look even longer... and that skirt? It’s barely covering anything. I could slide my hand right up here and feel how wet you still are."

Mira squeaked, hips twitching involuntarily. "N-no... Sir, please... it’s embarrassing!" Her voice dropped into a shy, needy whisper as she leaned in and kissed him again, softer this time.

Aiden chuckled against her lips, one hand sliding up to cup the heavy underside of her breast while the other stayed on her thigh. "Good girl. Now tell me how much you missed me while you were waiting for me to come back. Describe every little thing you did to yourself thinking about my cock."

Mira moaned into the kiss, the confession spilling out between gasps as she rocked her hips gently against his hardening bulge. "I... I touched myself... a lot... imagining your hands squeezing my tits like this... and your cock... big and thick... stretching me... I came twice just thinking about you taking me..."

Aiden grinned, fingers teasing the hem of her tiny skirt. "Louder. Tell me how much you wanted to be ruined by cock."

She buried her face in his neck, voice trembling with pleasure and shame. "I wanted it so badly, Sir... I wanted your cock to ruin me again... to make me beg for more... Ahhn... your hands feel so good..."

Aiden’s voice was low and possessive as he nipped at her earlobe. "You’re mine, Mira. And today, you’re going to show me exactly how much you missed me. With that outfit on. No hiding."

Mira’s only reply was a soft, broken moan as she pressed herself closer, the short skirt riding up further, her massive breasts squishing softly against his chest.

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END OF Chapter : 498 : SHE MISSED HIM TOO!

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