I strode into the guild hall, feeling that familiar buzz in my veins from the last quest. The place was bustling with adventurers like , swapping stories and gear. I was about to check the board for sothing new when that chi hit my head—ding!
[System Notification: New Quest - "Ta the Greedy rchants." The rchant Guild is getting greedier, hiking prices and squeezing the little guys. They’re all hot milfs ready for you. Fuck them until they submit and pledge fair dealings. Rewards: 50% increase towards your next rank.]
I grinned. Perfect timing. These ga rules made everything so damn easy—won in this world were all virgins, hornier than hell, and couldn’t get enough of the hero. No strings, just pure fun. I adjusted my pants, already half-hard thinking about it, and headed out. The rchant guild was just across the square, a big stone building with shops lining the front.
I pushed through the doors into the main hall. Stalls everywhere, rchants hawking wares—potions, weapons, fabrics. My eyes scanned for the first target. There, at a jewelry stand, was this gilf type—silver hair in a bun, wrinkles around her eyes that made her look experienced, but her body was stacked, big tits straining her blouse, wide hips in a tight skirt. She caught my eye and licked her lips, like she knew exactly why I was here.
"Hey there, handso adventurer," she purred, leaning over the counter so her cleavage spilled out. "I’m Eliza, been running this shop forever. Looking for sothing shiny? Or maybe sothing... else?"
Her voice had that gravelly edge, full of personality—like a bossy grandma who secretly loved to let loose. I stepped closer, slling her perfu mixed with the scent of polished gems. "Actually, Eliza, I hear the rchants are getting a bit greedy. Maybe I can help straighten that out."
She laughed, a throaty sound, and ca around the counter, pressing her body against mine. "Oh, honey, I’ve been waiting for a man like you. These prices? Just an excuse to draw in studs. But I’m all yours—virgin tight, thanks to the ga. Fuck right here, make submit."
No hesitation. She was begging for it, eyes hungry. I grabbed her hips, spun her around, and bent her over her own counter. Her skirt hiked up easy, revealing no panties—just a plump, shaved pussy glistening already. "God, yes," she moaned, arching her back. "Take doggy style, right in my shop. I’ve dread of this."
I dropped my pants, my cock springing out hard and thick. She gasped at the sight, reaching back to spread her cheeks. "It’s huge! Please, shove it in—I want it so bad."
I positioned myself, rubbing the head against her wet folds. She was tight as hell, virgin rules making her clench like a glove. I thrust in slow at first, feeling her walls stretch around . "Oh fuck, yes!" she cried, pushing back. "Deeper, hero—pound this old pussy!"
I gripped her hips and started slamming, the slap of skin echoing in the shop. Her big ass jiggled with each thrust, and she moaned loud, no sha. "Harder! Make cum on that cock!" I reached around, pinching her nipples through her blouse—they were hard as rocks. She bucked wild, her personality shining through in her dirty talk. "I’ve waited lifetis for this—fuck like the slut I am!"
We went at it for minutes, her juices dripping down my thighs. I flipped her hair aside, biting her neck lightly. She shuddered, orgasming hard— "I’m cumming! Yes, hero, yes!" Her pussy squeezed tight, milking . I kept pounding until I felt it build, then pulled out and shot ropes across her ass. She collapsed forward, panting. "I submit... prices drop today. That was amazing—co back anyti."
I cleaned up quick, gave her a wink, and moved on. Next stall over was this curvy milf with dark hair, selling fruits and herbs. She was in her forties maybe, soft belly, huge tits, and a warm smile that scread nurturing. "Hi there," she said, her voice sweet and inviting. "I’m Mira. Saw you with Eliza—god, that looked hot. I’m a virgin too, all wet just watching. Want to fuck ? I’ll feed you while you do it."
Hell yeah. She was eager, personality like a loving mom type who just wanted to please. I hopped over her counter, and she laid back on a blanket she had ready, spreading her legs in missionary. Her dress pulled up, pussy bare and pink, dripping. "Missionary so I can look in your eyes," she whispered, grabbing so grapes. "Fuck slow and deep."
I slid between her thighs, my cock entering her inch by inch. She was so tight, gasping with pleasure. "Oh, it’s filling up! Yes, hero, I love it." I started thrusting steady, her legs wrapping around my waist. She popped a grape in my mouth, rubbing my chest lovingly with her free hand. "You’re so strong—eat this, build your strength while you fuck ."
Her moans were soft at first, building as I picked up speed. "Deeper, please—I want every inch." I hooked her legs over my shoulders, pounding harder, her tits bouncing. She fed strawberries next, juice running down my chin as she stroked my arms. "Mmm, you taste good too. Fuck this virgin pussy—it’s all yours!"
She ca twice, screaming my na, her hands clutching my back. "I can’t stop cumming! Yes, hero, yes!" I felt her walls pulse, and it pushed over. I buried deep and unloaded inside her, her encouraging whispers in my ear. "Fill up—I love it so much." She submitted easy, promising fair prices, kissing softly as I pulled out.
Now for the big one—the guild master. I spotted her office at the back. Red hair cascading down, sharp features, body like a fitness model in her thirties—firm ass, perky tits, all in a tight rchant robe. She was the boss type, confident and sassy. "I’ve been watching you on the security crystals," she said as I entered, door clicking shut. "I’m Valeria, guild master. Virgin, horny as fuck. Those greedy policies? My idea. But you can change that—fuck senseless."
She stripped quick, revealing a toned body, pussy shaved and ready. "Lift up, hero—fuck my ass while you carry . And bring Mira—she can suck your balls."
I called Mira in; she ca running, eyes lit up. "Oh yes, I’d love to!"
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