GILF Hunter Novel Chapter 25 Thirsty Maid

Chapter 25: 25 Thirsty Maid

I quickly adapted to life in the witches’ territory.

In fact, my lifestyle was pretty simple.

Fucking Circe, teasing dea.

Handling daily routines like als.

The rest of my ti was entirely devoted to learning magic.

The more I learned, the more I grew as a mage.

Naturally, I beca engrossed in studying.

’Phew. The witches’ magic is really sothing else.’

Is it because they’re a clan that’s studied magic for centuries?

Every book I read felt like a lifeti’s worth of enlightennt.

At the sa ti, this brought a sense of frustration.

’Can I ever catch up to the witches’ magic?’

Each book I read brought

one step closer to the witches.

But at the sa ti, it felt like I was falling ten steps further behind.

Simply accumulating knowledge was easy enough.

But grasping the principles and essence? That was utterly out of reach. The more I learned, the more I realized my own limits.

Witches, born as mages and dedicating centuries to magical research.

Compared to a re human like , who uses magic as a tool for power and land.

There was an insurmountable, profound racial gap between the two.

’...I’m thirsty.’

I was once called a genius in my own right.

This was the first ti I’d ever felt so inadequate.

I wanted to learn more, to reach for those lofty heights.

But the place I stood now was far too low.

I couldn’t even begin to grasp how to climb that distance quickly.

’If I could just raise my magical prowess faster, I could fuck the witches more often and get out of here to take my revenge.’

At first, I thought I could take my ti preparing.

But knowing my current level, that wasn’t so easy either.

"...You look tired."

That’s when dea, who was by my side, spoke up.

dea, my dedicated maid, was always with .

When I studied, she read magic books alongside .

I once glanced at what she was reading.

She, too, was imrsed in magical research.

’If dea went out into the human world, she’d be hailed as a legendary genius, making her na known across entire nations.’

To think such talent was being used as a re maid for an outsider.

It really drove ho the level of the witches.

"...Don’t be too impatient."

"Huh?"

"It’ll take a lot of effort for a human to catch up to a witch’s magic."

"Oh... was I that obvious?"

"Well, if I had to say, I’m kind of in the sa boat."

The sa boat.

Her words made my eyes blink involuntarily.

"A human and a witch, in the sa boat?"

"...I an, there was a ti when I had the sa worries as you. I had the greatest genius of the witch clan by my side."

The Great Witch Circe.

That title is given to the most exceptional witch in the clan.

’In other words, Circe is the greatest genius among the witches.’

dea, living as Circe’s adopted daughter. She must have compared herself to Circe and agonized over it plenty.

’In a way, we share the sa struggle.’

It seems dea had already walked the path I was on.

No, as a witch, it might have been even harder for her.

"Wow, you’re actually comforting

for once."

"...I only did it because Circe-sama would hate seeing you look so pathetic."

I tried to lighten the mood with a bit of camaraderie.

But she imdiately put up her iron wall.

’Still, her advice was helpful. Aiming for Circe is a bad idea.’

The Great Witch is far too high a goal for my current level.

Realistically speaking, I’m not even guaranteed to reach the level of an ordinary witch.

"...By the way, how good is your magic, dea?"

"As I told you before, I’m a half-baked witch. There are plenty of witches like ."

So even dea is just slightly below average?

This clan’s balance is seriously ssed up.

’Wait, no. They’re a long-lived race, so lifespan must play a big role, right?’

Circe is over 300 years old, a Great Witch.

dea, her adopted daughter, might not be that old.

"Co to think of it, how old are you, dea? You’re older than , right?"

"...."

Glare.

dea’s purple eyes shot daggers at .

"...It’s rude to ask a woman her age."

"Oh, sorry."

dea sighed heavily, gathering herself to speak.

"To begin with, age doesn’t an much to long-lived races. Unlike humans, we maintain our pri youth throughout our lives. From a human perspective, you could say we’re eternally in our 20s. In that sense, being older doesn’t an being old—it just ans we enjoy youth for longer."

She’s talking more than usual.

’Guess her age is a bit of a sore spot.’

Still, she’s definitely way older than .

Like she said, age doesn’t an much for a long-lived race.

"Anyway, you’re like my older sister, then."

"...You talk too much."

"Wanna drop the formalities? I’ll call you big sis."

"Get lost."

Rejected with cold disdain.

"To begin with, you’re the Great Witch’s husband, and I’m the maid serving you. If anything, your status is higher. It’s only right that I speak formally, and you speak casually."

"Oh, really? Then I’ll drop the formalities."

"...."

dea grimaced as I eagerly accepted her suggestion.

But she couldn’t take back her own words.

"Man, if you wanted

to talk casually, you should’ve said so sooner. I was fine with it from the start."

"...Aren’t you getting too familiar?"

"What’s the big deal? Oh, and from now on, I’ll just call you dea, so co when I call. Got it?"

"Haa... how did I end up with a loudmouth like you as the Great Witch’s husband?"

She sighed, looking like she’d been had, but it was too late.

I’d been wanting to drop the formalities anyway.

’Close relationships start with tone and nas, after all.’

dea’s guard is tougher than I thought.

I’ll need to establish a clear master-servant dynamic to find an opening.

"dea, my dearest maid, I’m tired from studying. Suck my dick."

"If you have that kind of energy, go to Circe-sama..."

"What if I refuse to take the supplent?"

"Haa! Seriously."

dea shook her head, exasperated.

Maybe because I’d been threatening her with the supplent thing so much, she’d started to back off when I brought it up.

"Don’t you know stress is the enemy of libido? If I’m too worn out to fuck tonight, what then?"

"...Fine, I’ll make it quick, so just drop your pants."

dea tied her hair back as she spoke.

The practiced posture of a woman preparing for a blowjob.

’All that gaslighting paid off—she’s gotten used to giving head.’

I dropped my pants and waited for dea to approach. Her eyes narrowed as she brought her face close to my cock.

"...Why is it already hard?"

"How could it not be with a busty beauty like you next to ?"

"...Perverted bastard."

Without hiding her disdain, dea began the blowjob.

"Mmm."

Her cherry-like lips parted slightly.

First, she licked the tip like a cat.

Lick... lick...

’Man, this thrill is why I can’t stop making her do this.’

The cold, disdainful maid, servicing my cock with her mouth.

No matter how many tis I see it, it’s insanely hot.

"Mmm... lick... haa..."

This ti, she licked from the base up, slowly climbing.

Her tongue finally reached the tip of the glans.

Precum started to leak from the soft touch of her tongue.

Then, her lips finally made contact.

"Slurp!"

dea took the glans into her mouth and started sucking. Her lips tightened, creating suction, while her tongue intensely rubbed the tip.

’...She’s really beco a pro at sucking dick.’

dea had always been pretty good at blowjobs.

But with experience on my cock, she was now practically an expert.

I’m used to it by now, but a guy experiencing this for the first ti would probably cum instantly.

"Mmm. Slurp."

She started the blowjob in earnest.

Taking my cock deep into her mouth, she moved her jaw, stroking it thoroughly.

"Mmph! Mph! Mmph! Slurp!"

The sound of her sucking, like sothing out of a porn video, filled the room.

’dea’s probably better at this than most AV actresses.’

Her head moved quickly, her technique almost artistic.

She stimulated the shaft with her mouth while her tongue teased the slit of the glans, making

feel the urge to cum rising fast.

’She’s got a genius-level talent for making a guy cum.’

dea kept sucking relentlessly.

The speed of her head movents was thrilling.

"Hooh."

A satisfied moan slipped out of .

dea glanced up, checking my reaction, and started focusing on the spots I liked best.

’Goddamn, is she this energetic because she’s a maid?’

Her head moved so fast it was almost like a prostitute’s.

The pleasure was so intense I couldn’t pull away.

Twitch!

My cock twitched involuntarily as the urge to cum surged.

As my hips bucked slightly from the pleasure, dea grabbed my lower body with both hands, holding

tightly to keep

in place.

"Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Suck! Suck!"

’Holy shit.’

Her intense blowjob felt like she was determined to make

cum.

It was like my cock was being sucked by a vacuum.

The way she held

tightly was incredibly stimulating.

Like a sloth clinging to a tree—such a lewd posture.

’The pressure and softness are insane.’

For a cold woman like dea to suck my cock so shalessly.

’Circe’s hot, but dea’s just as sexy.’

It wasn’t just the blowjob’s stimulation.

The situation itself was incredibly arousing.

What guy hasn’t fantasized about being held down and sucked off like this?

"dea, I’m gonna cum."

At my words, she diligently pushed my cock deeper into her throat, ready to take my load.

Satisfied, I let loose, unloading into her throat.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurttt!!!

As I ca, dea’s throat gulped audibly.

The sight of such a busty beauty obediently swallowing my cum.

The thrill and sense of conquest filled my body with euphoria.

’This is why I can’t stop ordering dea around.’

"Slurp... haa... lick..."

dea cleaned my cock with her mouth and tongue.

It stood tall, indistinguishable from before I ca.

"Hoo. Satisfied now?"

"That was amazing. Your sucking skills just keep getting better."

"...I just did it quickly to save ti."

I smirked at her prim response.

She might say that, but dea was steadily being trained in blowjobs.

Thanks to magic, my cock and cum must taste exquisite to her.

’A bit more, and she’ll jump to suck

off at a single command.’

Later, when I fuck her, I’ll have to teach her reward sex after a blowjob.

So she’ll get wet and ready to be fucked at the thought of sex alone.

’The problem is how to fuck her.’

Unaware of my thoughts, dea was only focused on getting

to take the supplent.

"Then, the supplent..."

dea frowned as she rummaged through her belongings.

"I don’t have any supplents prepared. I’ll get so from the potion lab."

"Potion lab?"

"It’s where we make magical potions. There’s a separate alchemy workshop, but we mostly use this place."

The witches’ magical potions.

A place where they make aphrodisiacs.

’This could be useful.’

After quick calculations, I asked dea.

"Can I go there too?"

Well, I’m going even if she says no. Asking is just the formality.