Tribal MILFs: 100x Return!
Chapter 18.

Chapter 18: 18.

Neo pushed open the weathered door of the hut with his shoulder, careful not to jostle Sakura in his arms.

She lay limp against his chest, breathing soft and even under the heavy coat he’d draped over her.

His muscles burned from the long trek, but the warm lantern light inside chased away the worst of the fatigue.

Luna and Martha moved around the small wooden table, setting out plates of stew and bread.

Martha glanced up first, her red hair tied back loosely with a few strands framing her strong, tired face.

Her eyes softened when she saw them.

"You made it back," Martha said, relief clear in her voice mixed with that steady strength she always carried.

She wiped her hands on her apron and stepped closer, ready to help.

Neo gave a tired smile.

"Barely. She’s out cold."

He carried Sakura to the corner pallet and lowered her down gently, keeping the coat tucked around her.

He tapped her cheek lightly.

"Hey... dinner time. Can’t sleep through this."

Sakura stirred, blinking sleepily as she sat up and rubbed her face.

"Neo...?"

Her voice came out husky from exhaustion, but she managed a small, grateful smile.

The four of them gathered around the table.

Chairs scraped against the floor as they ate.

The stew smelled savory with herbs and meat, and conversation stayed light with a few laughs cutting through the tension that always hung over them.

Neo watched the women: Sakura’s quiet resilience, Luna’s calm watchfulness, and Martha’s glances that lingered on him a second too long.

Plates emptied.

Once everyone was full, they unrolled thin mattresses across the floor for the night.

Neo settled near his mother, the familiar sound of their breathing a small comfort in the dark.

As the lantern dimmed, he lay there with his eyes open, replaying Martha’s earlier words in his head.

’I’ve wanted to take Sakura’s place...’

They had stuck with him, stirring up something deep and protective.

She had always shielded him.

Now he wanted to do the same for her.

He lifted his head, checking that Sakura and Luna were both asleep.

Heart pounding, Neo silently dragged his mattress closer until he pressed right against Martha’s side under the shared blanket.

’This could break everything,’ he thought, but the pull was too strong.

Memories flooded in—her fierce protection, the lonely ache in her eyes, how she was the first woman to really awaken real desire in him.

He shifted closer, burying his face near her neck and breathing her in.

His eyes widened.

She was awake, and the thick, earthy scent of her arousal hit him hard—warm and heavy.

Her breath hitched as his hand slid under the blanket, tracing up her inner thigh.

His fingers found her soaked, her pussy hot and slick against his touch.

"Neo... no," Martha whispered, voice shaking with fear and hunger while her hips rolled toward his fingers anyway.

"They’ll hear us."

Her words didn’t match the way she was already dripping for him.

"I’ve wanted to take care of you like this for so long," he breathed against her ear, his voice low.

He let his red mana pulse gently against hers, feeding that heat between them.

A smirk pulled at his lips.

"I heard you wanted to take Sakura’s place when she sat on my lap.

Who knew you were such a filthy, needy milf, Mother?"

Martha’s eyes widened, a deep flush spreading across her cheeks.

"Neo—"

He dragged his tongue slowly along her neck, tasting her salty skin.

"You taste fucking delicious.

Didn’t you want this?"

She gasped as his hard cock pressed against her ass, rubbing deliberately.

He hooked his fingers into her shorts and tugged them down, then smacked her bare ass firmly.

The soft flesh jiggled under his palm.

He peeled her soaked thong off next and shoved his own shorts down.

His thick, veined cock sprang free, heavy and leaking precum.

Martha grabbed his arm, urgent.

"No! No penetration!"

Neo rubbed his cock along her slick folds instead, coating himself in her wetness.

"How about I just rub it, then?

Let me feel how wet my mother is for me."

She glanced toward the sleeping women, then nodded shakily, another rush of wetness coating him.

"Only rubbing... and cover us completely with the blanket."

He pulled the blanket higher, sealing them in.

Sweat slicked his cock from her heat as he guided the thick shaft between her thighs.

He thrust in long strokes, his length sliding along her pussy, parting her lips and grinding over her clit with every pass.

The fat head kissed her entrance but never pushed inside.

Martha bit her lip hard to stay quiet, but soft moans still slipped out.

"Fuck, Neo... it feels so good."

He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her tight, hips snapping faster.

The wet sounds of skin on slick skin filled their little space under the blanket.

Her thighs quivered, and she came hard, pussy clenching and flooding his cock with fresh slick.

Neo kept thrusting through it, then groaned low as he came too.

Thick ropes of cum shot across her pussy, belly, and breasts.

Luna’s voice broke the moment, sleepy.

"Water..."

She got up, poured a cup, and paused by their mattress on the way back.

"Oh, Martha... you awake?"

Martha’s face was flushed, hair damp with sweat, breathing ragged.

Under the blanket, Neo held her tighter, still rubbing his cock between her cum-slick thighs.

She squeezed her legs around him.

"Yes... couldn’t sleep," Martha said.

Luna nodded.

"I get that. Count sheep or something."

She went back to her spot.

The near-miss sent a fresh surge through Martha.

As soon as Luna settled, Neo started thrusting harder and faster against her.

She pushed back just as eagerly, grinding her ass against him.

He came again with a muffled groan into her shoulder, flooding her thighs and pussy with more cum.

Martha waited until his breathing slowed, then carefully rolled him onto his back and climbed on top.

Her wide hips settled over his lap as she pulled the blanket over them both and hugged his neck.

"You want to take the lead, alright," Neo murmured, voice rough.

His hands gripped her thick thighs, squeezing.

She started grinding her cum-covered pussy along his hardening cock in slow, wet circles.

Her slick folds slid up and down his length, clit rubbing the underside with every roll.

Her heavy breasts pressed against his chest.

Neo grabbed her ass with both hands, thrusting up to meet her.

"That’s it, Mother. Use my cock just like that."

Their bodies moved together, skin slapping softly, breaths mixing hot and fast until they both came again, hard and shaking.

They fell asleep tangled, sticky with sweat and cum.

Unbeknownst to Neo, Sakura had stayed awake in the dark, watching every second, her own body burning with heat.

Morning light crept through the cracks in the hut walls.

Neo and the three women rose slowly, stretching and exchanging quiet good mornings.

The weight of the day hit him right away—this was the day they would confront Sakura’s brother and end the threat.

But as he glanced at Luna, something in her expression felt off.

A strange, unreadable look clouded her eyes.

Neo walked over to her, keeping his voice steady.

"Today is the day we agreed to go and kill Sakura’s brother.

Is there something wrong?"