The sun bled golden light over the horizon as Shen Yuo stepped out of the campus gym, sweat glistening across his body. His phone buzzed with a familiar system ping:
> [MILF CONQUEST SYSTEM]: Pheromone output increased by 8%. Allure stats boosted temporarily after workout.
He smirked. "Guess leg day has its rewards."
As he adjusted his bag over his shoulder, he glanced at the notification that followed.
> New Side Mission: 'Thirst Trap Trouble' Objective: Participate in a live flirtatious event with two or more MILFs. Reward: 1500 Tokens + upgrade unlock.
He whistled low. "Two or more? Damn, System's got me grinding harder than my classes."
Back at the dorm, Tenjo was pacing with a phone pressed to his ear. He looked unusually distressed, which was saying a lot given his usual carefree nature.
"Yeah, yeah, Mom! I know you booked Kichou for the private shoot but... can we not talk about my roommate when you're half-dressed?" Tenjo's voice cracked.
Shen passed behind him just in time to hear that last part. "Kichou again? Don't tell me you're planning another surprise visit with her."
Tenjo rolled his eyes. "She's been clingier since the photoshoot. You broke her, man. Not even joking."
Shen shrugged with a sly grin. "She broke herself. I just provided the... setting."
The two burst into laughter before Gon stumbled into the dorm, throwing his arms wide. "Gentlemen! I bring news from the lady lairs of Staff Quarter C!"
Itajhi, silently thumbing through a BL manga, looked up with a deadpan. "Do they finally have a male masseuse?"
Gon scoffed. "Even better. There's a dorm matron rumored to be divorced and lonely. Mid-30s. Taught yoga back in the day. She's got the hips of a goddess and the smile of sin."
Tenjo's eyes lit up. "Don't tell me she's real."
"Real and verified by yours truly," Gon said proudly.
Shen leaned against the wall, intrigued. Another potential MILF? His system was already humming with anticipation.
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Later that evening, Shen's phone vibrated again. This time it wasn't a system alert, but a private message.
From: Kichou
Still thinking about your hands on me during that shoot. Got some free time?
He didn't reply immediately. Instead, he turned to the mirror and opened the system interface through his phone.
> Live Performance Analysis — Previous Encounter: Kichou (Private Photoshoot) Pheromone Reactivity: 91% Erogenous Mapping Mastery: 3/5 Suggested Next Move: Rear-entry sensory overload while engaging breast stimulation. Camera angle: High left.
The data was as explicit as it was helpful.
"Guess it's time for a follow-up performance."
He typed back:
Shen: I was hoping you'd say that. Dorm or club?
Her response was near-instant.
Kichou: Your place. I'm already downstairs.
Shen cursed under his breath and scrambled to tidy up. Tenjo, catching the panic, grinned like a devil.
"Kichou again? Don't wear her out. She's still got a fashion show in two days."
Shen winked. "Can't promise anything."
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Within minutes, Kichou was in his room, dressed in a barely-there trench coat and nothing else. Her scent hit him first—spiced vanilla mixed with a mature musk that made his head spin. His system lit up again.
> Live Event Triggered: 'Bedroom Backstage' with Kichou Auto-recording enabled.
"So," she whispered, sliding into his lap, her thighs straddling him perfectly. "You going to tease me again like last time, or are we going full spread tonight?"
Shen's hands gripped her waist, pulling her in until their breaths mingled. "System says rear-entry sensory overload. But I like to improvise."
Kichou smirked. "Then direct me, maestro."
He slipped his fingers beneath her coat, brushing her nipples as his eyes locked onto the glowing red zones highlighted by his system. Her gasp was caught by his lips as he kissed her deeply, fingers teasing, massaging, building heat until she trembled in his arms.
The camera light on his phone blinked once. The System was capturing every angle.
Pl
Kichou's breath shuddered as Shen's fingers explored her, every calculated stroke guided by glowing red indicators only he could see. Her coat slipped from her shoulders, revealing toned curves clad in a lacy crimson bra. She leaned back against the armrest, lips parted, eyes half-lidded with want, her legs parting in a silent invitation.
Shen's phone, angled perfectly, blinked again—the System was recording everything.
"You're really something, you know that?" she whispered.
"I could say the same about you," he murmured, brushing his lips against her neck. His fingers slid down her stomach, slipping beneath her waistband. Her breath hitched.
"Don't tease," she said with a playful growl.
He chuckled low. "Teasing is half the fun."
But she reached down and seized his wrist. "Then let me show you the other half."
She stood up and pressed him onto the plush studio couch. The silk robe she wore barely clung to her skin as she straddled him, her thighs smooth and firm on either side of his hips. She reached back, unhooking her bra, letting it fall. Her breasts bounced free, full and perfect—just like in the posters he'd once seen of her, but now they were his to touch. His hands came up automatically, kneading and rolling, thumbs brushing against her nipples until she gasped.
"You're better with your hands than I expected," she whispered.
"The System helps. But I think it's my instincts doing most of the work now."
"Then let your instincts take over."
Kichou leaned forward, pressing her chest to his face. Shen took her in his mouth, flicking his tongue slowly, then harder, feeling her squirm. She grinded against his growing erection, her breath heavy, moans soft but real. The blinking light of his phone continued to flash. His viewer count was spiking again, and tokens were already flowing in.
+3200 Tokens +14 Subscribers Weekly Top 10 Trending Creator: RANK 7
"You know..." Kichou said between gasps, grinding harder, "Tenjo doesn't make me feel this way."
That made Shen pause. "You two still—?"
"Occasionally. But it's just fun. You? You're..."
He kissed her again, silencing the confession.
Then he flipped her over, pressing her back to the couch. She laughed in surprise, wrapping her legs around him.
"You're getting bolder."
"You bring it out of me."
He entered her slowly, watching her expression as her mouth dropped open, her eyes rolled back, and her nails bit into his shoulders. The warmth, the tightness, the raw heat of her body made his mind blank.
They moved in rhythm, the soft bounce of her breasts, the wet sounds of their bodies, and the mounting intensity creating a hypnotic melody of lust.
The System kept updating.
Live Comments: [SweetDevil69]: Is this the model from Galaxy Runway? WTF?! [ThirstKing1000]: That tongue work is elite. [MommyMilkersX]: I need this man IRL. [System Notification]: You've unlocked a new Skill: "Sensual Momentum (Lv. 1)"
Each thrust felt deeper than the last, Kichou biting her lip to muffle her screams. Sweat glistened on their bodies as she clawed at him, hips bucking wildly.
"Don't stop," she begged. "Fuck, Shen... You feel so damn good."
He didn't. He couldn't. Not when he was this close.
With a final thrust and a growl into her neck, he released. She came with him, body arching, gasping his name like a sacred word.
The screen faded to black as the System ended the stream.
+8,500 Tokens Earned +29 New Subscribers Special Achievement Unlocked: MILF Model Madness
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Later, back in the dorm
Tenjo stormed in, shirt halfway unbuttoned. "Bro! Have you seen my charger? I left it under Kichou's ass before I got called out!"
Shen, casually sipping from a juice box, didn't flinch. "Check behind the couch."
Tenjo reached over, muttering, "Still smells like sex in here. That woman drives me crazy."
Gon peeked in, wearing nothing but a towel. "Was someone talking about sex? Because I just made a fan cry with my new solo."
"The one with your left nipple and a toaster?" Itajhi asked flatly, never looking up from his manga.
"Exactly. Art moves people, bro."
Shen's phone buzzed. A message from Kichou.
Kichou: "Send me those clips. I want to keep watching you fuck me like that on loop."
His cheeks flushed. Tenjo snatched the phone. "Hey! Who's messaging you at this hour?"
Shen yanked it back. "Nobody."
"No one sends "I want to watch you fuck me" texts if they're nobody," Itajhi commented without looking.
Gon grinned, leaning in. "Spill it, Shen! You got a new conquest?"
"Not your business," Shen muttered, heading toward the bathroom.
Behind him, Tenjo laughed. "Bet it's one of Mom's club girls. Those cougars love a soft-looking boy."
Shen just smiled.
If only they knew.
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Later that night
In his room, Shen opened the System Shop.
Available Tokens: 11,700
Top Upgrades Suggested:
Stamina Enhancement (Lv. 2) – 2,000 tokens
Charisma Boost (Lv. 1) – 3,500 tokens
Erogenous Precision (Lv. 1) – 6,000 tokens
He hovered over "Erogenous Precision" and clicked.
Upgrade Successful. New Passive Skill Unlocked: "Sensory Mapping" - Automatically highlights partner's most sensitive areas with touch and visual overlay.
He exhaled deeply. "Damn. This really is just the beginning."
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