The Isekai Milf harem!-Chapter 53 - 5) The Journey

’Ooh... Is this it...’Mira thought as she wrapped her hands around his neck.

She even went ahead to kiss him.

To which, Alan accepted.

Ummmmwhhhaaa...

Their lips connected.

’What nonsense is this?’ Serene thought looking at them kissing.

For nobles, or even for common folks such things are meant to be done behind the closed doors, and not in such places.

’Is that kissing?... Will their tongues be connected?’ Selene and Selena thought as they didn’t even have kissing experience.

However, they have read a few scriptures written by some perverted scholars where the King makes love with the Queen every day.

Geez... They can’t help but blush.

The kind of stuff they read isn’t perfect for a healthy mind. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Anyway,

Just then,

The fire snapped, sending a rogue spark spiraling into the frigid night, where it fizzled out against the frost-kissed ground.

It was still snowing but lightly.

The air was sharp, slicing through the thin layers of silk and cotton the women wore, their breath forming fleeting clouds that danced in the firelight.

’I am cold too... I also want him to hug me,’ Tia said in her mind looking at Mira and Alan.

Mira’s body pressed tighter against Alan, her curves molding to his side like she was trying to fuse their warmth into one.

Her boobs were pressed against his chest and it was perfect.

He could feel her hard nipples.

Her fingers started tracing patterns on his back as they continued to kiss passionately.

’God, he’s like a damn furnace... I can feel my body already hot and down there... I am wet,"

Mira thought, her mind buzzing with the scent of him... It was earthy, musky, like cedar, and something primal.

The unwashed sweat.

Alan pulled her closer, his hands finding their way to her thighs, slowly lifting her nightgown, his fingers teasing the bare skin beneath.

"Mmm....mm"

Mira whimpered into his mouth, her hands clutching his t-shirt as she tried to pull him closer, her body arching into his touch.

She wanted him to touch her more, touch every inch of her body.

’God...’

’It’s so good,’

The warmth of the fire mingled with the heat radiating from their bodies, creating a pocket of intimacy in the frozen wilderness.

The sex on a cold night just hits differently.

Zara and Tia exchanged looks, their earlier envy morphing into something more perverted and more needy.

They were wet.

The sight of Mira and Alan’s passionate embrace ignited a fire within them, a fire that had nothing to do with the flickering flames before them.

"What are you doing... You are already wet, shouldn’t you give the first opportunity to the young ones?" The one who spoke was Eva.

Everyone looked at her.

"Indeed... You should give the first opportunity to young ones,"

"Yes... You are old, you shouldn’t go first,"

Other women said.

Mmwaaa...

As their lips separated, Mira looked at them with a smirk.

Give opportunities to younger ones?

Meh, why should she?

She was the first one to grab him, so why should she give him to someone else?

"I don’t think so," she smirked, her fingers digging into Alan’s chest.

"Get lost, he is mine for now, wait until he is done with me,"

As she spoke, she started grinding her pussy on his dick through the fabrics.

It felt good as Alan groaned, his eyes darkening as he looked down at her.

’Is she really grinding her pussy against me... I will show her what grinding is,’

He thought, his hands gripping her waist, holding her firmly in place as he started to grind back.

Sex with clothes on?

"Ahh... Ahhh!"

Mira let out a sharp gasp, her eyes widening as she felt his bulge against her pussy.

He was big.

Bigger than she remembered.

She couldn’t help but grind against him even more, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

"Mmm, I’m ready..." Her voice was weak.

"Ready? Ready for what?" Alan teasingly asked.

"Hmmppp... You already know," She replied back feeling ashamed to say it.

But what was there to be ashamed of?

..

Mira felt the warmth of Alan’s breath on her neck as he leaned in closer.

"Is that so?" he murmured with his low and raspy voice.

His hands slid to her sides, coming to rest on her hips as he gave her a gentle squeeze.

"Then let’s not keep the waiting," he said, his lips brushing against hers once again.

Mira shivered at his touch, her body tingling with anticipation.

She glanced over at the other women, their eyes filled with a mixture of envy and curiosity.

Tia and Lina were blushing furiously, their fingers nervously fidgeting as they watched the scene unfold.

Mira turned her attention back to Alan, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. "Then what are you waiting for?" she purred, sliding her hand down his chest.

"Take me,"

Without another word, Alan swept Mira into his arms, eliciting a surprised gasp from her.

He carried her over to a secluded spot near the edge of the campfire.

The dancing flames cast flickering shadows across their faces.

Gently, he lowered Mira to the ground, hovering over her as he gazed down at her flushed features.

His fingers trailed along the curve of her jaw, and Mira leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed.

He slowly undressed her, revealing her creamy breast to his eyes to feast on.

There was an entirely different glow on her nipples.

Seeing him watch her nipples she knew what he wanted.

’He probably wants to suck them...’ She thought.

"You can play with them as you want..." she said softly before turning around in shame with red cheeks.

It also helps her reduce the weird sensation around her neck and back.

Playing with boobs help reduce stress for both men and women.

"Then..." Alan smiled as he grabbed her breast and squeezed them.

Every breast he have played are completely different.

Some are very soft and some are very comfortable.