I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 877: Compare – r18

Julian exhaled, clearly pleased by the sight of them working together.

“Mira,” he said, his voice low and rough, “take my balls.”

Mira froze for half a second.

Her lips were still near his cock when she looked up at him.

“I… I have never done that, Young Lord.”

Julian raised a brow.

“Why not? Has your husband never made you do it?”

The question landed heavier than a simple order. Mira’s throat tightened. Hearing him bring her husband into the room while her mouth was still wet from another man’s cock made the moment feel even filthier.

“He… he never asked,” she whispered. “He does not like wasting time. When we are together, he usually just…”

She could not finish it cleanly.

Sera pulled off his cock with a wet sound and glanced sideways at Mira with a faint, knowing smile.

“Then your husband wasted you,” Sera murmured. “A mouth like that should have been used properly.”

Mira’s face burned deeper.

Julian chuckled. “Listen to her. She is right.”

His thumb brushed Mira’s lower lip.

“If your husband never taught you how to handle a man properly, then you will learn now.”

Sera dove back in and licked the side of his cock.

“It is not difficult,” she said softly. “Hold them. Kiss them. Use your tongue. Worship them.”

Mira swallowed hard.

Her eyes locked on Julian’s balls. Should I do this? she asked herself.

A part of her still felt nervous, tangled up in the knowledge of her husband and the sheer filth of what she was about to do. Then her gaze flicked to Sera, who was already worshipping the Young Lord so perfectly. The sight pushed something loose inside her.

As if gathering her courage, Mira closed her eyes for a brief second and leaned in.

Her movement was tentative at first. She took his balls into her hands and felt at once how swollen and heavy they were. Some of the spit and precum from Sera’s mouth had already dripped down there, leaving the skin slick and messy beneath her fingers.

Taking this into my mouth, she thought.

But the thought barely had time to finish before her body moved on its own. She leaned farther in and carefully took one of his balls between her lips.

Julian’s groan rang out above her at once.

“Mhh… yes… like that.”

Encouraged, Mira sucked harder while her fingers gently worked the other. The reaction was immediate. She could feel the change in him: the way his thigh tensed under her arm, the way his breathing roughened and even the way his whole frame shivered from the attention of her mouth.

The knowledge sent a strange thrill through her.

Does he like it this much?

That realization made her bolder.

She pulled back with a wet pop and took the other ball into her mouth, repeating the same motion: sucking, swirling her tongue. She could taste the mess dripping down from Sera’s mouth, and instead of pure humiliation she felt a strange, rising pleasure. Desire stirred low in her belly, hotter than shame.

I want to make the Young Lord feel good.

Driven by that thought, Mira opened her mouth wider and tried to take both of his balls at once.

It was harder than she had expected, but even then she pushed through.

Spit spilled from the corners of her mouth as she struggled to hold both of them there. When she finally managed it, she sucked carefully, giving proper attention to each of them.

Julian’s reaction was sharper this time. His fingers tightened in both their hair, and a deeper sound escaped out of his chest as the two mouths served him together.

**pop**

Sera finally pulled back with a messy lips and looked down at Mira with satisfaction.

“Good job,” she murmured. “You are finally pleasing a man properly.”

Mira’s face burned. Her mouth was still full, her lips stretched obscenely around the heavy weight of him. She made a small muffled sound, uncertain whether to feel praised or exposed.

Sera stroked Mira’s hair, almost gently, then leaned closer to her ear so the words would land clean and cruel.

“Do you know how badly your husband is missing out?” she whispered. “His wife is capable of this much determination, this much obedience… and all he wants is to shove into your pussy and finish. No patience. No worship.”

Mira’s eyes fluttered. The words sank into her more deeply than she wanted to admit. Her husband really never wanted something like this. He never made her kneel and learn. He never groaned like the Young Lord was groaning now just because her tongue worked carefully enough.

Sera smiled at the reaction.

“Then again,” she continued softly, “I doubt such a worthless man could fuck well either.”

Mira pulled back just enough to free her mouth, gasping lightly as Julian’s spit-slick balls left her lips.

“That is… not fair,” she whispered, though her voice lacked real force.

“Isn’t it?” Sera asked. Her hand kept stroking Julian’s cock slowly, keeping him hard and wet between them. “Then tell me. Is his cock good?”

Mira hesitated.

Her eyes flicked up toward Julian’s thick length. Even after everything she had already done, the size of him still made her stomach tighten. Comparing that to her husband felt dangerous, like crossing yet another line she would not be able to walk back from.

Sera noticed the silence at once.

“Come on,” she pushed, leaning in until their shoulders touched. “Do not suddenly become shy now. Look at the Young Lord’s cock and compare it to your husband’s.”

Mira swallowed. Her gaze remained stuck on Julian’s cock: heavier, thicker, more demanding than anything she had known in her marriage bed. The memory of her husband came whether she wanted it or not, and beside this behemoth, he felt smaller in every way that mattered.

“…It is different,” she said at last.

Sera’s eyes gleamed. “Different how?”

Mira’s voice dropped even lower. “My husband is… smaller.”