NOVEL NEXT Chapter 57: The Innovative Mira
Mira grunted, still sitting atop Eren's face, leaning forward onto his waist, groaning, heaving.
She raked down deep breaths, opening her mouth, words spilling out in hitches."You… You've learned too much."
Eren—beneath her quivering pussy, still asking for more, only smirked, watching her trembling form.It should keep her from asking a few questions for now.
He pushed to the side and sat up, looking over her shuddering body."Is there anything else you might want to perform—try, for newness' sake?"
Mira only grunted, heaving deep breaths, before exhaling, trying to shape words."Y–yes…"
The voice barely escaped her lips as she rolled to her side, lying down.
"This," she said while still heaving.
Eren raised an eyebrow. "This?"
She gestured to him, pointing faintly. "Lower your pants. The top shall be removed."
Then, as she took in deep breaths, she whispered,"Your Aunt wants to try it this way for now."
She moved her fingers lower—dragging along her naked form—fingers gliding past the silky-soft waist, until they reached the hole below—beyond the small patch of hair.
She parted her quivering pussy—wider.
"This—" she said, "I want you... facing me... while you do it here."
She looked up at him, as Eren gulped.
"Well… that—that's something new."
Mira only smiled."Come fast."
Eren slid his pants aside, grabbing his shirt from the top and pulling it off.
He moved closer—standing near her—then lowered himself, hands pressing against the matted floor, as he lay down on his side.
Mira gazed over at him, her eyes trailing his bare form.
She moved closer, her arms sliding around from his side.
His skin quivered under her sudden touch… though it settled again a moment later.
Mira pressed closer, her breasts slowly pushing forward, her perked-up nips trapped between the cushiony texture of her chest and the muscular, stony frame of Eren.
She leaned fully onto him, whispering, "Why don't you—start doing your Aunt?"
Eren only exhaled, tension building, his dick straightening up, nudging—hitting squarely against Mira's thigh, then rising higher—up to her hips.
She only smirked.
One hand slid past her side, reaching toward the hardened part of him.
She gave it a small squeeze. Her fingers—already coated—gripped it from the side, clutching it fully in her grasp.
She mouthed softly, "Even this little one is asking… for me."
Eren gulped as he leaned in closer.Mira—though none of the other three had ever made him so nervous—so worked up, so stimulated—She did.
It was his Aunt, alright.
Eren pressed in, his hand sliding along her side.
He watched her closely, eyes locking onto hers, as she leaned in too, their lips finally pressing together.
She sucked gently, first on his lower lip, and then, as Eren let out a small sigh, she went for the upper one.
And as it all settled into a slow movement, she suddenly grabbed him, yanking him close, her arm pulling tight, dragging his whole body against hers.
Her breasts pressed the most, squashed between their laying forms, as their sweat met, skin to skin.
Mira pressed her tongue hard against his mouth, pushing inside, moving, hitting every part.
She reeled back in, tongue working in relentless motion, as if it wanted to scoop, to take everything from inside Eren's mouth into hers.
Eren groaned, unbeknownst of what to do now, as Mira pulled back, sighing.
"You know," she said, her lips curling into a smile across her breathless face.
Her legs lifted, setting atop Eren's, as she pulled him by the waist, his lower body pressing close.
She guided his dick directly to her entrance, the quiver of her pussy fell onto Eren's underskin, as she mouthed, almost a whisper, "That day…"
She pushed his dick directly inside her, her moan spilling in a small, muffled gasp—
"When you first checked out my breasts… mid-sleep."
She pushed hard—his entire dick swallowed,gulped inside her greedy, slick, wet pussy.
"From beyond my clothes…" she whispered.
Eren only stared—
the memory of the first day he'd been transmigrated into this worldflashing clear in his mind.
Mira continued, breath hitching,"I'd been woken up by that… Though I didn't think it was you. I just considered it a dream back then."
She pressed harder onto his hips—and Eren thrust deep inside her.
A moan leaked out of Mira as she finished,"But now… I guess you really have grown up."
Her hand came up, caressing his face."Do it," she said.
"While we lay down like this—like recreating the first day you touched my boobs."
She continued, her voice low, trembling with heat."Do it. Do your aunt, Eren. I've been bereft of it…"
Her hand slid down, caressing his dick."For a long time now. Do it."
Eren only looked at her, gulping."Though… you'd been facing the other side back then," he voiced.
Mira only smiled."I have plans for that too," she said, grabbing his waist—pulling him tighter.
"For now—do this one."
Her fingers slid slowly, as Eren's gaze drifted downward.
She lifted her legs—up—and the entire view came into focus: the small patch of hair, the pussy beneath it, and most of all— the place.
The entrance where Eren's dick had been buried inside her—slick and pulsing—now clearly exposed.
"Do this now," she said, as her fingers parted the hole—as if to show Eren what she needed.
To show him his own dick—inside her. "Do it now, Eren," she breathed.
And Eren—grunting, heaving, just lost control.
Mira draped her arms around his back, as Eren thrust hard—trying to go above her.
But she stopped him.
"Don't forget," she said, her whole body flushed red—
"We're re-creating the night... the night when you started to feel like an adult."
Eren only heaved, then dropped back down—pushing, thrusting into her from the side.
Her face was directly in front of his, her breath hitting wide against his lips—making his dick stiffen even more, his own heat rising fast inside him.
And all he could see—was Mira's moaning face—right there in front of him.
Losing control.
Mira just muffled—sometimes a moan, sometimes only a grunt escaping her lips—as Eren worked on her—hard, and unrelenting.
The step-aunt—no longer showing any signs of being her—inside this moaning, restless form.