Despite what many refuse to admit, the world holds a certain prejudice against women over thirty who remain unmarried. Back when she ran the ranch in her small rural town, Janet would drive hundreds of miles every Christmas, bearing gifts for her sister and niece—the only two family members she had left.
That was her annual appointment with prejudice. Two of Julia's high school friends had sent her thirsty DMs on Instagram after meeting her once; three of her sister's friends had slipped her cards for "interest-based social clubs" (matchmaking events) after dinner; and even an elderly couple next door tried to set her up with a "successful" forty-year-old bachelor from LA. She had promptly flushed his contact info down the toilet.
People assumed she was either a lesbian or a recluse. No one considered the truth: she simply hadn't met a man who made her heart race. Until now.
On this godforsaken island, she had found him. A man with absolute responsibility and overwhelming masculinity—a man who used women ruthlessly as "objects" yet allowed her to see his vulnerable side. Janet was certain she would never find another like him in this lifetime or the next.
[Janet's Trust has increased by 2! Current Trust: 95 (Infatuated)]
"Here it comes! Faster! It feels so good! Oh my god!! Oh fuaaaa—gh!"
Splash!
Chuck's hips hammered home with a violent thud. With a high-pitched cry, the mature Western mare hanging onto him like a koala shuddered violently. A torrential spray of nectar erupted from between her legs like a rainstorm, her thick thighs quivering in powerful meat-waves.
The sudden, intense contraction of her internal walls sent a numbing jolt through Chuck's waist. He nearly erupted deep inside her, but he clamped his glutes tight, forcibly suppressing the surging urge. He looked up at Janet—covered in sweat, face flushed crimson, yet wearing a predatory, seductive smile—and his shock grew.
This was their second round. Earlier, Chuck had pinned her to the sand in a missionary position and ruthlessly "disciplined" her. Her snowy skin had turned a deep pink, and her moans had shifted from suppressed whimpers to uninhibited screams of ecstasy. After seven consecutive climaxes, Chuck had finally buried himself against her "Jade Gate" and claimed her thirty-year-old virginity.
He expected her to collapse. Instead, she whispered with heavy lust, "It feels so good... Mommy wants more."
Stunned by her resilience, Chuck had lifted her up without even pulling out, initiating Round Two. The intensity escalated, yet Janet continued to meet his every thrust. Even as her eyes glazed over and her body went limp, she clearly hadn't reached her limit.
"My baby... you're a little monster. You're going to wreck me... keep going... let Mommy go again..."
Fluid trailed down Chuck's thighs as Janet's raspy, trembling voice echoed in his ear. Chuck didn't respond; he simply took a deep breath. A strong obsession took hold. He had never met a woman who could withstand his full power. It was time to show her his true strength.
"Hah!"
Chuck let out a low growl and tossed Janet's body upward. The dazed woman let out a startled cry as her voluptuous frame hung suspended in the air for a fraction of a second. In that instant, Chuck moved his hands from her thighs to the underside of her massive, meaty buttocks. His arm muscles bulged as his [Bloodlust Control] bonus triggered.
He gripped her fleshy ass and transformed into a high-powered human pile driver, hammering into her at an impossible frequency.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!
If anyone had been watching closely, they would have noticed Chuck's lips were pressed tight, veins popping on his forehead. He had completely stopped breathing.
Secret Technique: Breathless Barrage!
Sex is typically aerobic; rhythm and breathing are essential to provide oxygen and energy. However, breathing also creates moments of relaxation in the core. In some fighting styles, a warrior with peak physical conditioning can perform a continuous series of strikes without breathing to completely overwhelm an opponent.
Chuck had learned this from a manga. Whether it worked in a real fight, he didn't know, but for fucking a woman, it was the ultimate finishing move.
The wet, rhythmic collisions were so fast they blurred into a single, continuous roar. Chuck's hips became a blur of motion. Janet's snowy flesh and long red hair seemed to hang suspended in the air, no longer swaying but vibrating with the sheer speed of the impact.
Her expression became distorted. Her blue pupils dilated, her mouth hung wide open, and her face turned a dark, bruised purple. The friction was so intense that her body entered a primal state of shock, her lungs seizing up in a sympathetic "breathless" state. It was as if Chuck was strangling her without ever touching her throat. For a woman, this state of hypoxia acted as a catalyst, magnifying her pleasure to a terrifying degree.
A violent spasm tore through her abdomen. Her blue eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible, and her consciousness finally shattered.
In the brush, the hidden women held their own breath, unable to look away. They had never seen—much less experienced—anything this extreme. Julia and Yitong watched with wide eyes, both imagining the same thing: If that was me being hammered like that... what would happen to me?
The question had no answer, but the mere thought made their crotches itch with a mix of lust and genuine fear. Their earlier discussion on how to "stay conscious" felt meaningless now. In Chuck's hands, their fate was entirely up to how hard he chose to fuck them.
After nearly ninety seconds of continuous, breathless hammering, Chuck finally delivered a heavy, upward thrust. Janet let out a sharp, gasping breath, like a sailor rescued from drowning.
The next second, a massive explosion of scalding heat erupted within her. The sensation was far more intense than before. Janet let out a final, pained shriek as her legs locked straight and her toes curled. Amidst a fountain of spraying nectar, her eyes rolled back into her head, and she lost consciousness.
As Chuck held her, keeping his shaft buried inside to savor the throbbing warmth, a series of notifications appeared.
[Janet's Trust has increased by 5! Current Trust: 100 (Soulmate/Life's True Love)] [Congratulations! Your companion Janet has reached maximum Trust! Workbench exclusive bonus unlocked!] [Workbench Bonus: Human Rancher (Janet)] [Warning: Overlap detected with existing bonus "Overflowing Grace." Effects will stack.] [Host (Chuck) Bonus: Storage capacity increased by 25kg (Total: 125kg).] [Companion (Janet) Bonus: Animals raised within 100m of this companion receive a 5x yield bonus. Additionally, this companion will now continuously produce high-quality breast milk regardless of pregnancy. Note: This does not consume extra energy.]
Holy shit...
As the screen flickered, Chuck looked down at Janet's massive, snowy breasts. From the tips of her large, dark nipples, a few drops of pale white milk began to slowly ooze out. The rich scent of fresh milk filled the air.
Chuck leaned down and licked the droplets clean. The taste was different from Yitong's. He reread the bonus, his heart racing with excitement. He had been worried about the silkworm project not benefiting from a bonus—now he had the perfect solution. Even better, Janet was now a "milker" too!
Chuck laughed. With two giant-breasted milkers in the house, he'd have more than he could ever drink. Maybe a milk bath is in order?
He turned toward the jungle and called out, "What are you all hiding there for?"
He had sensed them the moment they arrived, but he had been too busy hammering Janet to acknowledge them. One by one, the women emerged from the trees, faces flushed and eyes glazed with lust. Seeing that primal display had put every single one of them into a state of heat.
"Sorry... Hubby. It was my idea to bring them out for a walk," Yitong said, her voice trembling. Her own blouse was already soaked through with milk, her breasts swollen and leaking.
Chuck reached out and delivered a stinging slap to her meaty ass, drawing a lewd moan. "Since you're all here, we're doing it right here on the sand tonight."