The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

"I can't help myself, ma'am. Your tail's just sitting there, all cute and fluffy, practically begging to be grabbed. Look at it, coiling around my hand like it wants more... just one little stroke..."

Kaisen whispered in her ear, his voice smooth as silk, making Rodalina's knees feel weak. Her pussy was practically leaking now, and she knew she was on the edge.

"N-no... please..."

She stammered, but even she wasn't sure if she was pleading for him to stop or begging him to keep going.

Her thoughts were a jumbled mess, but her body knew exactly what it wanted—this stranger's hands, all over, and not just stopping at her tail.

Kaisen didn't give a damn about her half-hearted protests. He stroked her tail again, and Rodalina couldn't hold back the moan that slipped from her lips.

Thank the gods Rony didn't notice, lost in his own world, because she was barely keeping it together.

"And what about here? Is it firm or soft?"

He asked, his hand hovering over her ass cheeks like a cat ready to pounce. Rodalina bit her lip, knowing exactly where this was going and wanting it so bad.

"S-soft..."

She managed to whisper, barely audible over the pounding of her own heartbeat.

Kaisen's grin turned positively wicked, and he didn't waste a second before grabbing a handful of her ass, squeezing it like he was molding a piece of dough. Rodalina almost moaned out loud, her body shivering from the delicious pressure.

"Oh, hell yes. Soft as a fucking cloud... and damn, these cheeks are a dream."

He murmured, giving her another squeeze, making her toes curl.

His hand found its way between her cheeks, and she felt his middle finger brush against her tight little asshole, sending electric tingles straight to her core.

'Damn, what do we have here?'

He mused, squeezing harder, making Rodalina gasp.

She was so close to losing it, every nerve ending in her body on high alert, her pussy clenching and unclenching in desperation.

'Oh, god...this boy... he's driving me crazy. I need to stop him...but I don't want him to stop...'

Rodalina's thoughts were a swirling storm of desire and denial. The more she fought against her urges, the harder it became to resist the way Kaisen's hands seemed to know exactly where to touch.

He was like a seasoned playboy, his fingers dancing over her skin with the precision of someone who knew exactly how to push all the right buttons.

And for a MILF who hadn't had any action in over two years, she was completely helpless against his advances.

Rodalina tried to gather her thoughts, to regain some semblance of composure, but Kaisen had other plans.

His other hand, as sneaky as a thief in the night, traveled to her breast, finding her nipple and giving it a teasing pinch.

Rodalina jolted, her breath hitching, and this time, Rony noticed.

"Mom, you okay? Your coffee spilled again."

He asked innocently, snapping her back to reality. Kaisen quickly removed his hand, leaving her body aching with unfulfilled need.

She almost whimpered at the loss, feeling the emptiness where his touch had been. He sat there, cool as a cucumber, his other hand still resting on her ass cheeks like it belonged there.

"Ah, does your tribe have illnesses and stuff, ma'am? Like middle-aged tribe men and women not being able to walk properly...?"

Kaisen's tone was so casual, it took a moment for Rodalina to realize he was talking to her.

"Uh, yeah... sometimes..."

She replied, barely comprehending his words, too focused on the heat pooling between her legs.

"Really? Is that why you're panting so heavily? Do you have it too? You know, you look young, but I suppose you can't keep up with the younger ones, can you? In terms of stamina and mobility and endurance..."

Kaisen's sneer made something hot and primal flare up inside Rodalina. Was he seriously mocking her stamina?

Like she couldn't handle a little touch? The nerve of this kid! How dare he compare her to those young, inexperienced bimbos?

A sudden surge of energy shot through her like a lightning bolt. She was going to prove this cocky bastard wrong, and she was going to enjoy doing it.

"No, not at all. My tribe's men and women are extremely agile and can last way longer than any younglings. Especially against a human."

She said, her voice steady, her eyes locking onto his crimson ones with a burning intensity. She wasn't going to back down.

Not now, not ever. She was a proud beast kin, damn it, and she'd show him just what that meant.

Kaisen's smirk widened, enjoying the fire in her eyes. "Oh, really? Are you sure, ma'am? I'm pretty confident a human like me could easily overpower a middle-aged cat beast kin like you," he teased, each word dripping with arrogance.

Rodalina felt a growl rumble in her chest. Oh, he wanted a challenge? He was about to get one.

"Oh, yeah? You want to test it out? I bet I can overpower you, even if I'm 'middle-aged.'"

Kaisen's smirk turned into a full-blown grin. He loved a good game, and this was turning out to be one hell of a match. But all in good time.

He couldn't push all her buttons just yet, couldn't let the game end before it even began. The rain outside was slowing, and the atmosphere was too charged for this kind of foreplay.

Sure, he could've used his skills to fuck this milf right here and now, turn her into a quivering mess under his touch.

He could've easily ordered her to drop to her knees and suck his cock, to bend over and let him pound her senseless with that Hypnotic voice of his. Hell, he could've had her begging for it with just a word.

But that would've been too easy, too quick. No, this wasn't about a quick fuck.

He needed to play this just right, let the tension simmer, let her frustrations build until she was practically begging him to fuck her brains out.

"I'll have to check that tomorrow, ma'am. It's already getting late.

He licked his lips like a predator eyeing its prey, then gave her ass a firm squeeze that sent a shiver through her.

Rodalina barely registered the lip-licking or the squeeze, still seething from his earlier taunts. But when he stood up, her eyes shot open.

He was close—too close. Her nostrils flared as she caught a whiff of something heady and musky. Why was her heart racing like this?

Her eyes darted down, and there it was—a prominent bulge in his pants, straining against the fabric, pointing directly at her face like a challenge.

Rodalina gulped hard, feeling a familiar twitch between her legs. He was rock hard.

She could practically feel the heat radiating off of him, the scent filling her head and making her dizzy with need. Her mouth watered, and she had to swallow her own spit to keep from drooling.

Kaisen leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear.

"Ma'am, are you sure you can overpower me tomorrow? Because I'm telling you right now, I'll have you bent over…"

Rodalina gulped, her mind spinning. Bent over? What did he mean by that? Was he going to spank her? Or maybe… something else?

"…bent over and begging me to stop. You'll be saying, 'I'm just an old lady, please have mercy on me, young master…'"

Her eyes widened. Was this some kind of weird test of endurance, or was he talking about… something else entirely?

The bulge in his pants twitched again, and the scent of his arousal filled her nose, making her mouth water. Whatever this was, she wasn't about to back down. She'd show him what a beast kin could do.

"Challenge accepted. You'll see that we beast kins aren't as easy to conquer as you humans think. We can overpower even the youngest, cockiest of human boys. Don't you forget that."

Kaisen grinned, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Fantastic. I'll see you tomorrow, ma'am."

He stood up, casting one last, hungry look her way. Rodalina's heart raced, but she held his gaze, her milf pride refusing to let her look away first.

Kaisen sent a quick message to his friends, letting them know he was logging out for the night. He turned to leave, only for Rodalina's voice to stop him.

"Do you have a place to stay tonight? If any other tribe members see you, you won't live to see the sunrise."

Her eyes were still locked on that tantalizing bulge, the unspoken promise of what was to come hanging heavy between them.

"Nah, I've got my ways... with anything... ma'am. And remember, I can come here anytime I want, okay?"

Kaisen's voice dripped with confidence, the kind that came with knowing exactly how to press someone's buttons, and which buttons made them scream the loudest.

Rodalina's mind was a mess of lust and confusion, her thoughts spinning like a cat chasing its tail.

What did he mean by that? But the way he looked at her, like she was the last piece of meat in a butcher shop, made her body heat up even more.

All she could do was nod, too lost in the haze to even try to form words.

"I'll see you tomorrow, ma'am... don't forget that."

He gave her one final wink and vanished, logging out as if he'd been nothing more than a shadow. Both Rodalina and Rony stood there, blinking in disbelief, like they'd just seen a magic trick they couldn't quite believe.

"Where did he go, mom?"

Rony asked, rubbing his eyes.

Rodalina's brain was still processing everything. She had no idea where Kaisen went, but one thing was clear: tomorrow, she'd make him eat his words.

She'd show him just what a middle-aged cat beast could do. She'd teach that cocky human a lesson.

What she didn't know was that Kaisen was planning a different kind of lesson, one that involved a lot less talking and a lot more moaning.