Chapter 34 The Worst Things Are Always The Sweetest

A short gasp escaped Ivy’s lips as the thought hit her again.

There it was. Another one.

This time, it wasn’t just the thought of fisting her pussy and asshole at the same time. Something else had materialized in her mind.

Vanessa eating her pussy without restraint, while Milo ate Vanessa’s pussy and used his other finger to finger her asshole at the same time.

The thought made her shudder.

’No,’ she muttered to herself. ’What the fuck is that thought? Why would I even be thinking about that?’

She tried to act as normal as possible, but the thought refused to leave her mind. It lingered alongside the others, blending with the images of her fisting herself and Milo fingering her asshole.

Fuck. This wasn’t normal. It most definitely wasn’t normal.

Why the hell couldn’t she get these thoughts out of her mind? Why did she keep feeling such a strong urge to have him do those things to her?

Before she even realized it, her fingers had begun tracing lower again, moving towards her pussy.

A soft moan escaped her lips, and her breathing grew heavier.

This was too much. She didn’t even know what she wanted anymore. All she knew was that her fingers were moving softly against her pussy while that thought continued to linger.

Shit. It was wrong. If anything, imagining her own mother licking the pussy she’d birthed like it was nothing felt even worse than wrong.

But somehow, it felt so good, almost as good as when she’d had Milo’s cock in her mouth.

No. This wasn’t normal. She shouldn’t be thinking about this.

Her cheeks grew redder as her pussy began to twitch again. She continued rubbing her clit, unable to stop herself.

The sensation had been building ever since Milo touched her. She could feel herself getting closer to coming, and as the pleasure intensified, her pussy twitched more insistently. Her legs began to tremble.

’No, stop it. Stop it, Ivy!’ she cursed at herself.

Yet the more she scolded herself, the faster her hand moved against her pussy. She bit her lip, her other hand moving up to grab a handful of her breasts and squeeze them.

"Fuck yes. Eat me like that mummy."

The word slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it. Before she could even curse herself for what she had just said, another outburst washed over her.

She had never imagined herself coming this much in a single day. Yet there she was, rubbing herself as the juices spilled over her fingers and splashed across her hand and the bed, dampening her clothes once again.

She stopped and stared at the mess.

Fuck. That had been a lot.

Her gaze shifted from her hand to the bed. She wasn’t sure what to make of it, but the desire to know what it felt like was still there.

Even as she slowly calmed down, the thoughts continued to creep into her mind, tempting her to go further and discover exactly what the gaping had felt like. She remembered the slight pain, but also the pleasure... the same pleasure she had experienced when her brother had helped her fist her pussy.

But what exactly would it have felt like to fist her asshole? She still didn’t know how to do it, yet her hands were now completely wet.

She gently rubbed her hand against her asshole, unable to stop the thoughts racing through her mind.

This isn’t normal. None of this should be normal. What the hell has gotten into me?

Regardless of her thoughts, she kept moving her fingers. This time, she wasn’t using just one. She spread all five, coating them in her pussy juices as she tried to push them into her tight asshole.

"Fuck," she moaned, continuing to push.

It feels... It feels so wrong, yet so right.

***

Milo’s POV.

My eyes fluttered open, and I was greeted by the pitch darkness of my room.

I slowly raised my head and noticed a faint strip of light coming through the gap beneath the closed door. The hallway lights were still on.

A groan escaped my lips as I tried to sit up. My body felt slightly stiff, and when I straightened my back, I heard a small pop.

"Ah..."

I slowly got off the bed and searched for the clothes I’d stripped off before going to sleep. After finding my trousers, I retrieved my phone from the pocket and checked the time.

4:31 a.m.

Seriously? Four in the morning? That was way earlier than I usually woke up.

I climbed back onto the bed and lay down, hoping to get a few more hours of sleep. Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried, sleep simply wouldn’t come.

I shut my eyes and waited for that familiar feeling of drifting off, but nothing happened.

I rolled onto my right side, then my left. I tossed and turned, practically exhausting every possible sleeping position, but sleep remained stubbornly out of reach.

Fuck. Couldn’t I even get a decent night’s sleep?

After several more futile attempts, I finally gave up and sat upright with a sigh.

Well, if I couldn’t sleep, I might as well check my phone and see what was going on.

I picked it up, intending to spend some time scrolling through TikTok.

Except, when I unlocked my phone, I couldn’t find the app.

I swiped through all the home screens, checking every page where the apps were displayed, but TikTok was nowhere to be found.

Wait. Didn’t the previous owner have TikTok either?

Don’t tell me TikTok doesn’t exist in this world.

Before I could even locate the App Store, my eyes caught sight of a notification from Craigslist.

I paused.

Could it be Julia?

No, I was probably getting ahead of myself. I shouldn’t think too highly of myself. It was likely nothing.

Still, curiosity got the better of me, and I swiped down to check the notification.

You have one new message from Julia.

A smile immediately crept onto my face.

I clicked on it, only to discover that it wasn’t exactly a message. It was a scheduled appointment notification. Apparently, Julia had booked another appointment for Friday at 12 p.m.

I stared at the screen for a moment.

Friday? That was just two days away.

Well, I couldn’t say I was opposed to the idea. The fact that she was inviting me back was encouraging enough. It meant she’d clearly enjoyed every bit of how I’d treated her like a slut during our previous encounter.

A smile spread across my face.

Isn’t that something? Another half-hour with a MILF, just two days from now.

Not bad at all.

However, before I could dwell on that thought any further, something else caught my attention.

A system notification appeared by my side.

Ding! ??

[System Notification]

[Play Completed: Five Taboos.]

[Dungeon Entry Requirements: Fulfilled.] ?

[Would you like to enter the dungeon now?]

[YES]　　[NO]