Chapter 11 Mummy Is A Slut

Vanessa could still feel the pleasure running through her body. Only this time, her horniness had done the job of pheromones.

Her fingers trailed lower until they met the subtle wetness.

The juices from her earlier squirting had dampened her asshole, providing just enough lubrication. She paused for a moment, both hands in place, one at her pussy and the other at her asshole, as she thought once more.

This was what he did, right?

She knew that fantasizing about her own son was wrong, but still, she felt a strong need as though if she wanted to go further, she needed to do this.

With that in mind, she immediately stuffed three of her fingers into her pussy, causing a slight moan out her lips.

However, when she tried to penetrate her asshole with the other fingers, she found the hole a bit tighter. Still, with her pussy juices continuing to flow down toward her asshole, she managed to lubricate the tip of her fingers as much as she could and slide a single finger inside.

Mmm!

At first, it brought a tight, stinging sensation, but the pleasure of the lewd quenches from her pussy was overwhelming.

She started slowly, sliding her fingers into her pussy and asshole in unison, and trembling slightly the deeper she pushed into her asshole. With every passing moment, her face grew more and more flushed.

Yet her thoughts continued to race.

Her breasts were completely exposed, the two mounds perky and hardened. Her lips parted slightly as she became completely submerged in the pleasure.

But even then, her thoughts refused to settle.

It doesn’t feel the same. Why doesn’t it feel the same?

Almost absentmindedly, she began to quicken her movements, her fingers moving faster as the lewd sounds escaping her lips grew louder and louder.

No matter how hard she tried to push the thought away, she could only feel the tiniest traces of the pleasure Milo had given her, and even that came only when his face appeared in her imagination.

Fuck.

Slowly, she began twisting her fingers against the pink, tight walls of her asshole, desperately longing for more pleasure. She continued, seeking something that seemed just beyond her reach.

Without even realizing it, she had begun moaning his name.

Milo... Where is he? Where is Milo? Ohh~??

It doesn’t feel the same. Why? How good was your touch, Milo? I... I...

Before she could stop herself, all her former shame and resentment seemed to disappear. Her voice suddenly erupted as the second wave of her orgasm began to shudder through her.

"I need..." She paused for a moment and then cried out with a loud moan. "I want you, Milo!"

She squirted shamelessly, splattering once more all over the floor and dampening her bed as she finger fucked herself over the mere reminder of her own son.

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Milo POV

My body shot forward, covering several meters in an instant almost like I was the damn Hulk before I landed.

And then I jumped again.

Higher this time.

It almost felt like flying.

I couldn’t quite feel the same kind of control in the air, but I was covering distance so quickly that I couldn’t even tell how far I’d gone.

Hell, maybe kilometers at this point.

By the time I started seeing the city in the distance, I was already beginning to descend.

Shit.

I was going to crash.

Hard.

I was almost about to bust through a roof when I quickly circulated my mana.

I pushed it toward my feet just before I landed.

It was difficult at first.

Trying to position the mana beneath my feet felt awkward, like I was forcing something into a place it didn’t naturally belong.

But after a moment, I managed to keep it steady.

Then...

thud.

I landed softly on the roof of one of the urban houses.

I grabbed onto the edge for leverage as my feet slipped slightly.

Then I stopped, letting out a sigh.

The alarms were already extremely faint from here.

But I could still hear them which probably meant I had enhanced hearing too. Now that was definitely strange. None of this was in the previous MC’s life, atleast not in this period in time.

So why was this so different. Did the world change because I decided not to be a pussy?

I glanced down at my hand, still considering the thought.

Meh. I shrugged. None of that mattered...

I already knew the early plot and I’d played safe, and I have to keep doing that... which means I shouldn’t showcase my abilities to others since the original MC was weak.

That keeps the plot intact while I freely make the changes I liked... like fucking my sister and mother, thank goodness they weren’t the real family.

So, with that I gently rose to my feet as a new question got in my head.

What exactly am I going to do with my life?

I moved through the roof, eventually landing back on the ground and beginning ny stroll back home.

The thought was a pretty reasonable question.

I was living at home with a Gifted mother and sister.

But when it came down to the basics, I needed to do something tangible.

I still needed to follow the plot, at least enough to keep the story safe and within my control.

And following the plot meant I needed to keep up with every part of the former characters life...

I paused almost immediately.

A small smile slowly formed on my face.

I stopped walking halfway down the street, pulled out my phone, and stared at it.

The face unlock worked immediately.

I swiped the screen open and clicked onto Craigslist.

That’s right.

This guy had been a yoga instructor in his former... well, in this world.

But being the pussy he was, he couldn’t even make a move on any of the women he got in contact with.

So, of course, he had continued using the platform while training his awakening ability.

Since I was already overpowered, all I really needed was to grow my harem.

And now I had no reason to ignore this particular platform as a means of adding more women to it.

Especially with Touch of Lust. That was probably the best part.

If it could fuel an undying desire to stay close to me, there was no reason for me to abandon the opportunity.

I entered Craigslist.

The moment I opened my profile, the first thing that caught my eye was a notification .

You have three new messages.

I smiled. Clients, hopefully.

I clicked on them and my motivation died instantly.

The first was a system notification reminding me that I’d been offline for the past three days.

Hmm. At least Craigslist was good enough to check on its workers.

The second was from a client thanking the previous owner of this body for his job well done.

I barely spared it a glance as I read through the third notification.

My eyes widened as I read it.

Mrs. Hathaway.

That was the name. And beneath it was a message.

Hello, I heard you do private auditions.

I read the message a few more times, just to make sure I’d actually gotten a target this quickly.

Then a shameless smile slowly spread across my face.

"Jackpot."

I clicked on the message without delay and opened her profile. The profile picture was an animated woman from some show I could barely recognize, but one thing immediately caught my attention.

The woman had humongous breasts.

Now that was promising.

I smirked and looked up.

There was still no sign of anyone who might have followed me from the test site. But that didn’t mean I could let my guard down. I had to assume these Gifted were capable of tracking me all the way here if they really wanted to.

And if I wanted to keep my identity hidden, going straight home probably wasn’t the smartest move.

So, why not kill two birds with one stone?

I could shake off anyone who might be tracking me while taking the opportunity to satisfy a married slut.

Not a bad deal at all.

I smiled shamelessly.

Yeah. That could work.

With that thought in mind, I turned around and started walking toward the meeting location listed on Craigslist.

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