My Milf System-Chapter 145. An intrusion

I have to admit—even the dildos back on Earth never came close to the kind of fun these ones deliver. And to think I crafted them using just a level two skill. Imagine the features it’d get if l leveled up even more?

Watching Clara use my dildo right in front of me made me realize that l wasn’t just making toys.

I was creating masterpieces.

After stimulating herself for a while, she began sliding the dildo between her folds, teasing herself with the tip. At first, it was just gentle rubbing—up and down, grazing her clit and dipping shallow into her entrance.

But the moment it made full contact, the true effects of this version of my dildo kicked in.

It twitched once, twice... then began to move on its own, catching Clara by surprise as she let out a gasp.

"W-What the hell...?"

She tried to lift her hand off it, but the dildo thrusted, stopping by its balls, and attaching itself like it knew exactly what it was doing. It wasn’t forcing anything, it was like it was studying her body, searching for the sweetest parts.

"Ah—!" Her back arched slightly as it began to trace slow, deliberate circles over her most sensitive spot. Not just thrusting randomly—but zeroing in, repeating motions in perfect rhythm with her moans.

"Th-This is new," she muttered, her breath shaky, and sweat starting to bead on her forehead.

"That’s the second version, honey!" I said calmly from my couch, legs still crossed, smirking. "It maps erogenous zones based on muscular twitches and body heat. Once it finds a spot that makes you react, it focuses there—then gradually adds pressure until you can’t take it anymore."

She bit her lip, failing to hold in a moan. Her hips jerked.

"It’s like... it’s reading my goddamn mind!" she panted.

The dildo slid deeper inside her, inch by inch, then curved just slightly upward to hit her g-spot. Clara cried out.

"Holy—fuck!"

And just like that, her thighs began to tremble.

The dildo pulsed, stimulating her from the inside out. Her entire body flinched as the sensation bloomed. Not too much to overwhelm... but just enough to push her closer to climax with every passing second.

Clara gripped the couch cushion, her knuckles turning white.

"Oh goddess... oh fucking—this thing is evil!"

I chuckled. "I created that evil thing to pleasure you better than any man ever could."

Her head rolled back as the dildo began increasing the pace like it sensed she was close.

"F-Fuck... I can’t hold—"

And then it happened.

Her body seized, thighs clamping shut as a loud, drawn-out moan escaped her lips. She came hard, hips bucking uncontrollably as the dildo kept moving through the climax, milking it for everything it was worth.

Even after her body went limp, the dildo stayed inside her, rubbing her pussy walls slowly, letting her enjoy the full sweetness of her orgasm.

Clara lay there, panting, her chest rising and falling, eyes dazed.

"...You... asshole..."

I tilted my head. "Hmm?"

"That was supposed to be a twenty-minute demo. You made me cum in five."

I smiled. "Guess I’ll have to lower the sensitivity in the next version."

She gave me a tired glare. "Don’t you dare..."

I smiled, satisfactorily. Seeing my products in first hand was enough to give me confidence that they could sell for a lot of money if l were to start selling them.

Clara was still panting, body slack against the couch as her thighs twitchwd every few seconds from aftershocks. The dildo had stilled, still inside her, was waiting—like it knew it wasn’t done yet.

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees.

"You good for round two?" I asked with teasing, low voice.

She gave me a side-eye glare, cheeks still flushed. "You’re asking that after wrecking me in five minutes?"

I smirked. "That was just the dildo. Imagine what it could do if I gave it some help."

She scoffed, turning her face away. "Tch. As if you’re that good."

I stood up slowly, stepping closer. "Wanna test that theory?"

She didn’t say anything.

Her silence was answer enough.

I reached out, placing a hand gently on her thigh. She twitched but didn’t pull away. Slowly, I traced my hand up her leg, over her soft skin, until I reached the hem of her half-raised reception uniform.

"I’ll help this time," I whispered. "Let the dildo do the inside work... and I’ll take care of the outside."

Her breath hitched as I slowly pulled her uniform further up, revealing more of her flushed skin. Her flat stomach, the slight arch of her ribs... and then, finally, her breasts that were perky, round with cotton-button sized areolas and smallish nipples.

I knelt down in front of her, brushing my fingers gently across her curves, then leaned in and wrapped my lips around her nipple, sucking softly.

She gasped.

At the same time, I gave the dildo a soft tap. It responded instantly—resuming its slow thrusts inside her.

"F-Fuck..."

I used my free hand to massage her other breast, fingers curling, and squeezing gently, thumbing her nipple while my mouth worked the other.

Her body tensed again. The dildo was doing its work inside, angling deeper while l attacked her from the outside.

I slid a hand down her stomach, my fingers spreading across her sensitive skin before reaching her clit.

She jolted.

"Sh-shit—! You’re really doing this, huh...?"

I grinned against her breast. "Damn right I am."

I rubbed her clit slowly in circular motions just enough to complement the dildo’s internal pulses. Her body jerked again, thighs clamping around my hand as her moans got louder, more desperate.

"I-I’m gonna—again—!"

I didn’t stop.

My tongue flicked her nipple, my fingers rubbing tight little circles on her clit, while the dildo twitched inside her—finding a rhythm that sent her reeling all over again.

She screamed out this time, full body locking up as a wave of pleasure slammed into her. I felt her legs trembling under my touch, her hips grinding into my hand like her body was begging for more.

"Ah—! N-No—stop—I c-can’t—!"

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I leaned in, kissed her neck this time, softly murmuring, "You’re doing great, Clara. Just let go. Let it all out."

Another orgasm crashed through her, stronger than the last. Her body shook violently, her back arching off the couch as she cried out my name.

"Oh...Asher... Ash.."

Good. She wasn’t calling me ’kiddo’ now.

Her body slumped against the cushions again, soaked in sweat, completely wrecked.

I slowly pulled my fingers from her clit, gave her breasts one last squeeze, and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Still think I’m not that good?"

She opened one eye weakly. "Shut up... asshole..."

I chuckled. "Better prepare for tomorrow. I’ll have version three ready by then."

She sighed with a groan, relaxing herself and letting her feel the climax when we heard someone coming in through the door.

"Shit! My boyfriend is coming!!" She muttered as she stood up quickly, grabbing her panty from the floor and slipping it on top of the dildo that was still buried deep inside her pussy.

I jolted up too, scrambling for where l could hide, and in that moment of confusion, l went to hide at her kitchen, behind the kitchen counter, crawling down so the guy wouldn’t see me.

TBC