Harem Ascension: My Gifted Domination System-Chapter 47 - 46: Peach Blossom Spring-R18

Roland realized he was wrong—terribly wrong!

He had thought that simply piercing Aunt Yukio would solve his insomnia. But the moment he broke through, he felt as if he had stumbled upon a hidden paradise. His body relaxed, his mind expanded, and he felt more invigorated than ever before.

Even though he had only put half in, her pussy was surprisingly softly enveloped his penis.

’Kuhh!’

At the same time, the vaginal walls tightly squeezed from all directions not giving him any chnace to push further.

’What kind of tightness is this...!’

Even though Yukio was asleep l, her vagina itself was a living entity. It repeatedly tightened and relaxed around the trapped penis.

’It’s like being wrung out...!’

Was this the power of a mature sleeping woman?

Aunt Yukio’s firm, full body was like a pristine Peach Blossom Spring, untouched by the world filthyness!

Roland had struggled mightily to breach it, wondering if even the most virginal young women could match such tightness.

After all, nowadays modern women were so liberated. Many probably became wide, damp caves by the age they get to marry. Roland couldn’t help but feel sorry for those innocent virgin men who got them as their wife.

Yet Aunt Yukio, a forty-year-old mother of two, was so tight. It was as if she had never experienced sex before. Had she even tried to "satisfy herself"?

It was unbelievably "fresh"!

You’re telling me this body has borne two children?

Those self-proclaimed paragons of virtue would die of shame!

Ahem. Of course, Roland couldn’t possibly blame Yukio for being "too tight." In fact, he was secretly hoping for a quick breakthrough.

But that was impossible. At forty, still being "tight" would be absurd.

Yukio had maintained her figure all this time, then offered herself to him. What more could he possibly want?

Roland felt so excited he wanted to shout, "Mature women are the best!"

No, he should say, "My mother-in-law cum lover is the best!"

Her intoxicating fragrance had already driven him wild, leaving him speechless.

If someone asked him if he was moved right now, his answer would undoubtedly be...

Don’t move! Don’t move! How could he dare move?

Roland hadn’t forget, even fucking someone could trigger the passive effect of his Massage Technique. If he made any sudden movements, Yukio would wake up instantly and give him a piece of her mind.

If she discovered he had tried to sneak a home base while she was asleep, she might never spend another night with him again.

So even though Roland was more frustrated than when he couldn’t fall asleep, he remained perfectly still.

Which made him wonder, why had he gone and even put his dick inside her?

Not only was it deeply immoral, but it was also steeped in blasphemy and guilt, a sin he had willingly taken upon himself.

Though he would gladly bear this sin for the rest of his life...

Roland held Yukio tightly, and within that all-encompassing embrace, he endured a night of agonizing bliss... and insomnia.

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The next morning.

When Yukio awoke, she felt profoundly fulfilled for first time, a sensation beyond words. It wasn’t mere comfort; it was as if years of emptiness had been filled with a deep sense of satiation.

This fullness had allowed her to have an astonishingly vivid and beautiful dream after falling asleep.

Yes, she had not only escaped her terrifying nightmares but had also indulged in a shameful, beautiful dream.

It was a lucid dream—a dream in which she was fully aware she was dreaming.

In the dream, she and Roland had finally gone all the way, spending an unspeakably indecent... millennium together!

Well, she couldn’t be sure how long it lasted. Who keeps track of time when engaged in such activities?

But they say a dream can last a thousand years. Perhaps they truly had spent a millennium in that way?

Even a thousand years might not have been enough!

They simply tied themselves tightly together with rope, ensuring they could never be separated again, nor could they ever want to be.

She had to say, it was truly a shameless dream. But what, did it matter?

If reality wouldn’t let her cross that line, did they have to control even her dreams?

Anything was permissible in dreams; at most, they merely reflected her deepest desires.

After all, what happened in dreams were all the things she longed to do in reality but couldn’t.

In short, it was a dream that brought both her body and mind unparalleled comfort and bliss. She hoped to dream it every night.

The only downside was that while lucid dreams felt wonderful, their intense realism meant their effects lingered upon waking.

To put it another way, she had thought herself completely fulfilled in the dream, only to awaken and find her body utterly empty. This stark contrast caused the emptiness she had suppressed deep within her to erupt all at once.

The sudden wave of emptiness left her mind reeling and her body trembling uncontrollably. Overwhelmed, she clung to Little Roland like an octopus, unable to utter a word.

And the snowmelt continued, unstoppable!

What was happening? Why was her body reacting like this?

As if some trickery had been at play, Aunt Yukio had suddenly become very strange.

"Aunt Yukio?"

Roland, who hadn’t slept all night, watched her sudden malfunction with a growing sense of unease.

Thank goodness I slipped out in time! I almost got caught!

"Cold... Hold me..."

Yukio’s body trembled. It wasn’t just her body that was malfunctioning; her eyes were growing cloudy, a clear sign that she was on the verge of losing her reason.

Her desperate expression, as if she would comply with anything he did to her in that moment, made Roland’s heart race.

Yukio had lost control. The emptiness within her was unbearable; she desperately needed to be filled.

Ah, this...

Roland hadn’t anticipated such a stroke of luck. How could he possibly let this rare opportunity slip through his fingers?

What he needed to do next was obvious.

He had been holding back all night!

First, he had to complete the System Mission!

If he missed this chance, he might have to rely on the Hypnosis Technique in the future.

Without hesitation, Roland acted swiftly.

This time, he had learned his lesson. He didn’t bother asking Yukio for her consent.

Because if he did, she would undoubtedly refuse.

This time, Roland kept his mouth shut and went straight for her lips.

As his lips softened against hers, the ten-minute countdown for the System Mission appeared. He was determined to complete all three stages in one go!

But reality rarely lives up to expectations.

Who could have imagined that this kiss would so quickly drive him to lose control?

After all, Yukio’s mature, alluring aura was so intoxicating that resisting would have been an insult to her!

By the time the ten minutes had passed, Roland had completely forgotten about the mission.

Both of them now had only one thought: they wanted more...

Clearly, things were spiraling out of control. They had reached a point of no return.

The arrow was drawn, and it had to be released!

If not for a sudden knock on the door...

"Mother, breakfast is ready. Please come out and eat when you’re awake," Yuki’s voice called through the door, momentarily halting the dangerous dance between the two figures in the room.

They froze in an utterly awkward position...

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