I Got Reincarnated As The Ntr Protagonist In An Online Game-Chapter 76: Side Story 1 - Junior Sexual Adventure

Junior’s eyes fluttered open, his chest rising and falling as he tried to shake off the remnants of the dream that had just gripped him. The images lingered—vivid, intoxicating, almost too real. He could still feel the warmth of her skin under his hands, the way her body trembled against his as he carried her away from that shattered life she’d been trapped in. The milf. Her tear-stained face, those curves that seemed to defy time, and the way her husband had treated her like trash. Junior hadn’t been able to stand it. He’d stepped in, fists swinging, blood boiling, and when the dust settled, she was safe in his arms.

The memory of her soft lips brushing against his shoulder sent a shiver down his spine. It had been a dream, but it felt so damn real. Too real. Junior groaned, rubbing his face with his hands, trying to push the thoughts away. But they clung to him, stubborn, relentless. He could still see her—the way her eyes had darted up at him, filled with gratitude, vulnerability, and something else. Something hot. Something forbidden.

The sound of faint knocking pulled him out of his thoughts. Junior blinked, glancing toward the door. His heart skipped a beat. There she was. Her. The milf from his dream. Standing in the doorway, looking hesitant but determined. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her blouse clinging to her frame in ways that made his mouth go dry. She looked... different. Soft. Nervous. Like she wasn’t sure if she should be here.

"Junior?" Her voice was shaky, barely above a whisper, but it sent a jolt through him. "Can I... come in?"

He didn’t answer right away. Couldn’t. His brain was still catching up, still trying to process that this wasn’t another dream. She shifted on her feet, her fingers twisting together nervously, and Junior finally managed to nod. "Yeah. Yeah, come in."

She stepped inside, closing the door softly behind her. The room felt smaller now, the air thick with something unspoken. Junior couldn’t take his eyes off her. He noticed the way her breasts strained against the fabric of her blouse, the way her nipples were already hard, even through the thin material. His mouth watered, and he swallowed hard, trying to keep himself in check.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice rough. "After what happened earlier..."

She nodded, but there was a flicker of something in her eyes. Fear? Desire? Both? "I’m fine. Thanks to you." Her gaze dropped for a moment before meeting his again. "I... I don’t know how to thank you. What you did back there... no one’s ever stood up for me like that before."

Junior frowned, stepping closer without even realizing it. "You shouldn’t have to deal with that kind of shit. No one deserves to be treated like that."

She bit her lip, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "It’s not just that. It’s... everything. He—my husband—he made me feel so... small. So worthless. And then you came along, and you..."

Her voice broke, and Junior couldn’t stop himself. He reached out, cupping her cheek gently. Her skin was impossibly soft, warm. She leaned into his touch, closing her eyes for a moment, and Junior felt something shift between them. Something electric. Something dangerous.

"You’re not worthless," he said, his voice low. "You’re strong. Beautiful. You deserve so much more than what he gave you."

Her eyes opened, locking onto his, and Junior saw it then—the spark. The hunger. She stepped closer, her body pressing against his, and Junior’s breath hitched. She was so close. Too close. Her hands found his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt, and Junior felt like he was on fire.

"Junior..." Her voice was a whisper now, shaky but full of need. "I... I want to feel something good. For once. I want to feel alive. Can you... can you help me with that?"

His mind raced, his pulse pounding in his ears. This wasn’t supposed to happen. It was wrong. Wasn’t it? But the way she looked at him, the way her body pressed against his... it was impossible to think straight. He wanted her. Badly. And he could tell she wanted him too.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice thick with desire. "Because if we start this... I won’t be able to stop."

Her answer came in the form of a kiss. Slow at first, tentative, but quickly deepening as their mutual hunger took over. Her lips were soft, sweet, and Junior lost himself in the taste of her. His hands slid down her back, pulling her closer, and she moaned softly into his mouth. The sound sent a jolt straight to his groin, and he groaned, his cock already hard and aching.

They stumbled backward, landing on the bed in a tangle of limbs and desperate kisses. Junior’s hands were everywhere—in her hair, on her hips, sliding under her blouse to explore the smooth skin of her back. She gasped, arching into his touch, and Junior felt like he was drowning in her.

"Take it off," he growled against her neck, tugging at the hem of her blouse. "Let me see you."

She hesitated for only a moment before nodding, pulling the blouse over her head. Junior’s breath caught as her bra came into view—a simple black lace number that barely contained her full, heavy breasts. They spilled over the edges, her nipples already hard and begging for attention. Junior couldn’t resist. He reached out, cupping one in his hand, and she let out a sharp gasp as he ran his thumb over the peak.

"Junior..." She whimpered, her hands threading through his hair as she pulled him closer. "Please..."

That single word was all it took. Junior’s mouth found her breast, his tongue flicking over her nipple before taking it into his mouth. She cried out, her hips bucking against his, and Junior groaned as he sucked harder. That’s when he noticed it—the wetness. At first, he thought it was just her arousal, but then he tasted it. Sweet. Creamy. Breast milk.

He pulled back, staring up at her in surprise. "You’re... lactating?"

She flushed, biting her lip. "Yes. It’s... it’s embarrassing, isn’t it?"

"No." Junior’s voice was firm, his eyes dark with desire. "It’s fucking hot."

Before she could respond, he dove back in, sucking greedily at her nipple. The milk flowed freely now, coating his tongue, and Junior groaned as he drank her in. She moaned, her hands tightening in his hair, and Junior knew he needed more. Needed all of her.

He moved lower, kissing and nibbling his way down her stomach until he reached the waistband of her skirt. She let out a breathy laugh as he tugged it down, revealing the matching black lace panties underneath. Junior didn’t waste any time. He hooked his fingers into the sides, pulling them down her legs, and she kicked them off eagerly.

Her pussy was already glistening, her folds swollen and inviting. Junior groaned, burying his face between her thighs, and she let out a strangled cry as his tongue found her clit. He licked, sucked, teased, and she writhed beneath him, her hands gripping the sheets as she begged for more.

"Junior! Please, I need you... inside me..."

He didn’t need to be told twice. He stripped off his boxers in record time, his cock springing free, thick and ready. She reached for him, her hand wrapping around his shaft, and Junior hissed as she stroked him slowly, her thumb swiping over the tip. freewebnøvel_com

"You’re so big," she whispered, her eyes wide with awe. "I... I don’t know if I can take all of you."

"You will," Junior promised, leaning down to kiss her deeply. "And I’ll make it good for you. I promise."

She nodded, biting her lip as she spread her legs wider. Junior positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the head of his cock before pushing in slowly. She gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders, and Junior groaned as her tight walls clenched around him.

"Fuck... you’re perfect," he muttered, thrusting deeper, inch by torturous inch.

She moaned, her hips rocking against his, urging him to go faster. Junior obliged, his pace quickening as he drove into her again and again. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with their gasps and moans.

"Oh god, Junior!" she cried, her head tossing back against the pillows. "Don’t stop... please don’t stop!"

Junior didn’t plan on stopping. Not anytime soon. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as he continued to pound into her. Her nails raked down his back, leaving trails of fire in their wake, and Junior growled, his own release building fast.

Hello guys it’s author here ,sorry about writing this side story here ,but I am going to be busy for 3 weeks and I am going to reduce the Chapter to one with 1500 word counts,don’t worry after I have finished with camp i will come back with a mass release with the continuation of the story