It was evening, and darkness was filling the air due to the influence of rain clouds.
Two boys were chatting away on the deserted edge of the veranda adjacent to the large hall.
One of them was a middle school boy named Minato Sou who looked a bit mischievous.
The other was a middle school boy named Naoya who had no particular characteristics.
After returning home from the bathhouse, they spent the time before dinner on the veranda.
"Those three seem nice, I'm glad..."
"You mean Kyosuke and his friends? Just like I said, right?"
"Yeah, they're older, but they're not bossy at all. I hope the seniors at my school learn from them."
This was Minato's first visit to the Mikami residence, and he was made to carefully greet the relatives.
Amidst the strangers, he quickly opened up to Kyosuke and his friends, who were close to his age.
"I guess personality comes out where you live, right? There are a lot of nasty people in Minato's hometown."
"I don't know, I can't deny it right away. Also, the quality of the women in my hometown might be low, it's not a city."
"Women?"
"Ichijo-san was amazing earlier, right? Both sisters were incredibly beautiful, and the older one had huge breasts and plump thighs in her miniskirt..."
"That's true... I met her for the first time, but I was surprised to find out she had a relative."
The voluptuous body of Sara, the older sister of the Ichijo sisters, would be irresistible to boys even with her clothes on.
Sara has already been stripped naked in Minato's fantasy, and has been forced to have animal-like sex with the middle schooler.
"Girls from my class are nice, but I still prefer older women. It's an indisputable fact that older women are far more attractive! Right?"
"Maybe so. I like them both."
They were having a rather risky conversation on the veranda, which was separated from the main hall by a sliding door, but the noise of the relatives and the sound of the heavy rain through the screen door automatically made it a secret between just the two of them.
They didn't seem to notice if they shouted a little loudly.
"There was a class open day before summer."
"What a sudden thing to do..."
"Well, listen. My parents didn't come, but everyone said they didn't want to, even in middle school. So, although it's less than when I was in elementary school, quite a few parents still come."
"Yeah yeah... so?"
"Most of them were mothers, but... I look at my classmates' mothers with lustful eyes."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Yeah, that's how it is. Of course I couldn't do it during class, but I did it before and after. In my imagination, I had sex with all the mothers who came."
"You're so indiscriminate..."
"I wasn't the only one. After our parents left, the boys in the class started a contest to reveal which mother they wanted to have sex with."
Minato, who was sitting cross-legged and telling his story, was also getting excited, and continued with a triumphant attitude.
"A mother with a clear panty line, a mother who seems good at giving blowjobs, a mother whose old appearance is attractive, well, there were all kinds of opinions, but there was one mother who was the most popular..."
"What's going on in Minato's class..."
"There's a real Yankee in the same class, and everyone hates him. Surprisingly, his mother came."
"Huh... that's surprising."
Unexpectedness has a charm that draws people in.
Naoya leans forward a little, wondering which direction Minato will steer the conversation, and begins to listen to the details.
"She's a mother in her 30s. Her makeup is a bit flashy and gaudy, but she's young and pretty. She has brown hair and looks like she was a troublemaker in her youth."
"I guess if parents are like that, their children will be like that too?"
"Yeah... maybe. She came in a T-shirt and white skinny pants... she has pretty big breasts, and she's kind of... erotic."
"Well... it can't be helped that big breasts are erotic."
"Well, her breasts are erotic, but how can I put it... her whole body is erotic... it's not like anything else about her is particularly good, but she's exuding pheromones."
"Hmm...? What do you mean?"
"Unlike other mothers, she's... a woman. Sorry, I can't explain it well."
Minato, unable to put his feelings into words, scratches his head in frustration.
It's an expression of his desire to empathize with his adolescent comrades and share their feelings of sexual loyalty.
"Then, her mother was attracted to her crotch... and so were the other boys. I got to stare at her big tits and ass to my heart's content."
"I see..."
"But that's not all. Her house is so famous that all of her classmates know about it. She's quite a delinquent, so she's infamous, or something."
"Yeah yeah."
"It's on the first floor of an apartment building, and I happened to be passing by there the other day. I was walking down a narrow road in a residential area, and I happened to look towards her house. And then..."
"What's that?"
"There's a whole bunch of women's underwear hanging out on the balcony."
"...Underwear?"
Minato took out his smartphone from the pocket of his shorts, operated it a bit, and then showed the screen to Naoya.
The screen clearly showed colorful panties and bras hanging on a clothes hanger.
White, pink, black, red, purple, zebra-patterned thongs - all of them were flashy and lewd underwear worn by grown-up women.
"What, you took a picture?"
"She has only one parent and no siblings, so this underwear must be her mother's. Just thinking about it gets me excited..."
"...Just to be safe, don't steal it..."
"It's okay, it's okay, she wouldn't do something like that. But her mother is probably pretty messy. She probably does laundry for several days at a time..."
Minato takes the smartphone screen away from Naoya and begins to look at her underwear, perhaps to bring back the excitement he felt back then.
He gets drunk alone as his penis gradually hardens. "I was also bothered by that yankee, so I was mad at him. So I wanked off to my mother. It felt so good."
"That's good... is that okay?"
"I wish I knew your mother's name too. It would feel even better if I jerk off while shouting her name. Your mother is a great wank material."
He clenches one hand and shakes it up and down, making a masturbation gesture.
Behind his closed eyes, he sees an older mother who has been reduced to a horny kid's masturbation pet.
"What about Naoya? Do you jerk off to your friend's mom or something?"
"Well... sometimes."
"What is it? Maybe you're into female teachers? That's nice too. We have some pretty good teachers at my middle school too---"
"The most popular one is the classmate faction, right...?"
While they were enjoying this silly conversation, a woman peeked out from the great hall onto the veranda and spotted the two boys.
"You guys, it's time for dinner."
Dinner.
To Minato, who had been feeling hungry for a while, that word was a magic word full of hope.
"Okay, I'm off now..."
Exuding anticipation of a delicious meal, he turned to the woman to reply, but froze.
His eyes were captivated by the woman's perfect appearance and her body, which boasted wonderful proportions.
(Wow... she's beautiful and has an amazing figure... even if she was an actress, she'd be top class...?)
She has the air of a cool beauty, but her medium straight black hair gives her a cute look, elevating her to the rank of an older woman who seems to be filled with all kinds of charms.
Her unconscious bewitching nature makes men think that they would give up everything to be with her.
This woman, Mikami Tomoe, is a woman who seems to embody the ideal of a male.
"What's wrong? We're having sushi tonight. If you don't come quickly, your favorite topping won't be available."
"..."
"...?"
Breasts.
At first, Minato was mesmerized by her beautiful face and figure, but now his mind is filled with thoughts of Tomoe's ample breasts.
Her fierce breasts bursting through her sleeveless summer knit are forbidden fruit that should not be present in front of a virgin middle school student.
Just a few words and her breasts jiggled and swayed erotically, making the young boy feel horny.
Also, the pink color and lace design of her bra was faintly visible due to the pressure of her breasts from the inside of her white summer knit, just a little.
(Boobs...boobs...♡)
In Minato's mind, Tomoe's breasts were already the most prominent part of her impression.
Of all the women he had met in his 14 years of life, she had the biggest breasts he had ever seen in real life.
A person with breasts.
In Minato's mind, Tomoe was the winner of the All-Japan Breast Championship.
That was the same as becoming Japan's breast representative.
-The sexual appeal of the woman named Tomoe was enough to make the male monkey go wild, to the point that he was seriously thinking about such trivial things.
"Are you even listening?"
"Minato? Come on, let's go quickly."
"Eh... ah, sorry, I'll be right away."
Hearing Minato's reply, who had come to his senses, Tomoe smiled and left.
"Are you okay? You were spacing out."
"Hmm, I'm okay... hey, who was that just now?"
"That just now? It was Kyosuke's mother."
"M-Mother? Seriously? She's so young... and she has such huge breasts, I can't believe she's a mother... Honestly, she's nothing like the delinquent mother I mentioned earlier."
"She's certainly young and pretty. I think she's probably around 40...?"
"That's totally my type. Rub those boobs~♡"
Minato puts both hands forward and makes the motion of rubbing her breasts as a virgin would.
Remembering the enormous breasts from earlier, he places both of his fingers over the married woman's clothed breasts and moves them vigorously.
It's just a fantasy, but he can certainly feel the joy of defilement of another woman.
"Hey, the reason why women have sexy bodies is to invite men, have sex with them, and have offspring, right?"
"Eh... is that so...?"
"If that's the case, then it's okay for me to have sex with the person I'm with now, right? Humans are animals, so it's okay for me to have sex with a married woman, right?"
"No, no, that's out of line in modern society... In fact, you shouldn't say that in front of Kyosuke."
"I know that. But it's okay to look at them and use them as wanking material, right?"
"Well... if you do it quietly..."
"You saw those boobs too, didn't you? It's impossible not to look at those boobs and use them as wanking material."
"Well, yeah..."
Naoya, who had been hit right on the mark, stood up and made a move to move to the large hall, perhaps out of embarrassment.
However, Minato didn't follow his friend, and remained sitting cross-legged.
"What's wrong? You're hungry, aren't you?"
"Well, I'd really like to go..."
Naoya glanced at Minato's lower body.
A cute-sized tent had been built in the crotch of his pants.
Tomoe's body had excited him, and he had an erection.
At the same time, his balls had become active, producing a lot of thick semen milk to offer to the ultimate female.
It was the result of him wanting to impregnate a married woman named Tomoe, and have a baby with Senpai's mother.
"Ah... I'm leading the way."
"Ah, I'll be there in a while."
After seeing his friend off, he concentrated on keeping calm.
He couldn't bring himself to masturbate, so he tried to be as self-absorbed as a young man could in order to shake off his worldly desires.
But he couldn't help but think of her breasts.
"... This is bad."
The frustration of wanting to calm the rage in his groin by masturbating and the frustration of potentially losing his favorite sushi toppings are at odds.
Minato's long, short battle has begun.
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It was the same time of dinner.
The tatami-floored large hall was filled with excitement.
The tables were lined up next to each other, and numerous sushi tubs, snacks, sake, and juice were spread out all over them, with the relatives seated on cushions all around them.
After peeking out onto the veranda, Tomoe sat down at her seat at the very end of the table.
"Oh, how was it, Tomoe-chan?"
"There they were, two boys."
"Thank you for your hard work. Come on, hurry up and grab them, or you'll lose your favorites."
The older woman sitting to Tomoe's right spoke up in Kansai dialect.
The woman's name was Mishima Tamaki.
She was a woman living in Kansai who had married a man who was a relative of Mikami over 20 years ago.
She looks good with her short brown bob, and although she is not particularly beautiful, she has enough charm to turn on a young man who has pent up desire.
Her carnivorous features, with a sharp nose, make her look youthful for a 45-year-old. Even with her heavy makeup.
"But, Tomoe-chan is also caring... she's a bit strange nowadays. Oh, are you complimenting her?"
"She's just being nosy. She doesn't do anything special."
"That's not true. Her husband must be happy to have such a great wife. She even serves him really well at night..."
Tamaki's specialty and flaw is to always bring dirty jokes into conversation.
Some people may find her annoying.
But Tomoe knows that Tamaki is a caring person, so she likes her overall.
They are the closest of all my relatives, excluding my parents-in-law.
"I'll leave that to your imagination."
"You're not denying it... I'm really jealous that you seem to get along so well. But when my family comes to this gathering, I'm the only one who's not related to them by blood. Don't you think that's terrible?"
"Yeah... I can't imagine that. Unless there's some reason for that."
"Of course there isn't any reason. I bet she's having a good time with her sister right now. She's only cheated on me once or twice..."
"What, cheating... something like that..."
"Maybe I should just do it myself... hey, do you know any good guys?"
After drinking, Tamaki's complaints flow endlessly.
However, since they're close friends, it's not a problem for Tomoe.
As she eats sushi, she listens to the victim of infidelity.
"Speaking of good guys... there's Kyosuke. He'll be popular in the future."
"Really...? Well, thank you."
"Do you have a girlfriend? It wouldn't be strange if you did."
"Probably not..."
"That means... you're a virgin."
"Eh!?"
A whispering voice that only Tomoe could hear.
Tomoe opened her eyes wide at the unexpected words and turned to Tamaki.
"Hey... do you want me to take your virginity, Kyosuke?"
"Wh, what are you talking about..."
"I'm not as confident as Tomoe, but I'm confident in my body, right? If I show her these F cups and approach her, I'm sure that cool girl will go crazy for me."
Tamaki brings both of her upper arms inward, emphasizing her self-proclaimed F cup breasts.
The bulge pushing up her pink blouse was small compared to Tomoe's, but it was easy to see that it was larger than average for an average woman.
Certainly, if this woman approached him completely naked, Kyosuke would fall in an instant.
Tomoe, who had imagined her son having sex with Tamaki, stared sharply into Tamaki's eyes.
"Just kidding, kidding. Don't make that scary face."
"I know that... I know. But sometimes your jokes can be a bit too much..."
"Hm, bear with me."
Tamaki didn't seem particularly sorry and drank sake with sushi.
(Ah... she's a nice person, after all.)
Even if she had to listen to a joke that was bad for her heart, Tomoe couldn't bring herself to hate her.
Somehow, she couldn't bring herself to hate her.
"If you get too angry, your pretty face will be ruined. It's a miracle that you're so young after over 40, seriously. That's what I envy more than anything."
"You're the same, Tamaki."
"And on top of that, you're really considerate. And then, of course, those breasts."
"Breasts..."
"You get hit on a lot, don't you? When I was younger, guys would come to me without me doing anything..."
"Is that so..."
"Today, two girls, let's have fun. I'll keep it a secret, so ask me anything. Be prepared."
Tamaki was drunk and in a good mood.
She looks easygoing, but she's actually quite tight-lipped, and even if Tomoe tells her all sorts of things, she won't tell anyone.
Tomoe is sure of that, so she decides to hang out with her for a little while, hoping that she'll be able to talk about it with Tamaki.
"Well, I still get hit on."
"Guys don't leave me alone, after all. How often? What's it like?"
"If I go out, there's a good chance... it's annoying, to be honest."
Even if she walks around town, she's exposed to the lustful gazes of men, and some men who can't resist will talk to her.
There are young men, middle-aged men, and even old men who try to hit on Tomoe.
Tomoe can't help but feel the passion of the men who talk to her, wanting to squeeze those breasts, stroke that big ass, and have sex with her while covered in sweat.
The men who hit on her are of a wide age range, but most of them are young men.
Even though she's over 40, boys in their 20s approach her for sex.
It's just too unpleasant to be treated as a sexual object by a man other than her husband.
Though it's unlikely, Tomoe confides her feelings to ask for advice.
"Oh, so most of them are college-aged. They're about the same age as my son. That idiot son doesn't come here because he says he has plans with his friends, so it's really hopeless... Oh, forgive me, it's nothing to do with me."
"You've had your share of hardships, too..."
"Yeah, well... but my story is good. Have you ever dated a young girl?"
"Oh, no way."
"I thought so. Tomoe-chan hates that sort of thing. She's devoted to her husband, so she's so brave."
Tamaki slaps her sleeveless shoulders, but it's a minor incident compared to the men's courtship.
It doesn't hurt, so she ignores it.
"But is that all? Tomoe-chan is a nice girl, and it seems like she'd attract perverts."
"Ah... yes..."
Tomoe couldn't really respond to Tamaki's accurate prediction.
It was true that she had connections with perverts.
Once, while walking through a residential area with little traffic, a boy around middle school age got down on his knees and begged her to perform a boob job on him.
One look at her gigantic breasts that swayed just by walking was enough to make him unable to resist, and the fear of him telling her so forcefully and quickly was beyond imagination.
She immediately ran away, but for a while she was unable to approach the area.
Tomoe also remembers a time when a college-looking man begged her to step on his crotch.
In the elevator of a certain store, the man was captivated by Tomoe's beautiful legs in a tight miniskirt, so he lay on his back at her feet and begged her to step on his crotch.
Fortunately, the door opened a few seconds later and Tomoe was able to escape, but Tomoe, who was standing at the back of the elevator, had to straddle the man in order to escape.
In that moment, she unwillingly showed off her underwear to the lustful man.
Even now, several months later, the man's words, "Mmm, purple lace♡," are still stuck in her ears.
One night, while walking through a busy area for some reason, she was approached by an adult video salesman, which came as quite a shock to her.
Her career path was blocked by a frivolous-looking man in his twenties, who persistently asked her if she was short of money and that she could make a lot of money.
To refuse, she tells him that she's married, but the man's enthusiasm only increases and the situation gets worse.
The sexually harassing solicitation doesn't stop, and he insists on telling her how valuable her huge breasts are to the man.
"Their breasts jiggle just by walking."
"You can tell from the way they jiggle that they're of the highest quality, soft and bouncy."
"Use those breasts to please men other than your husband."
To top it all off, he even suggests that she let him do some outdoor exposure filming.
First, she wanders around the park at night in her current state, exposing her panties and lifting her top to show her breasts in a bra to passersby.
Next, she teases the man in her underwear, intentionally jiggle her breasts and lets him touch her body.
Finally, she invites the man to a public restroom while she's completely naked. She'll satisfy the man's sexual desires with play that Tomoe can tolerate.
-- Tomoe explodes with anger upon hearing such a selfish scenario.
She pushes the man away and succeeds in leaving with the crowd.
Though she trusts Tamaki, Tomoe doesn't have the courage to talk about these episodes.
If she were a woman, it would be painful to even remember, let alone talk about them.
"Being too popular is a big deal."
"I don't think it's the same as being popular..."
"Whatever the case, you're still struggling, right? If anything happens, come to me. I'll give him a good scolding."
"Hehe... thank you."
They don't live close to each other, so it's not easy for Tamaki to say something to the assailant.
But for Tomoe, who considers most men to be her enemies, Tamaki's reassuring words are a relief.
She decided to rely on her at least for the time she was visiting home.
"Mishima-san! Please come here for a moment!"
A high-pitched voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two women.
The voice called out to Tamaki from afar, drawing not only the person who was called, but also Tomoe's attention.
"What's up? I was just talking to Tomoe-chan right now..."
"Please go. I'm fine."
"Eh, but I still haven't talked enough..."
"There'll be plenty of opportunities to talk, right? After tomorrow."
"I see... I'm off then. Sorry, Tomoe-chan. See you later."
Takami left with a small plate and a glass in hand.
With her departure, Tomoe was now alone.
That said, there were many people nearby, and she wasn't isolated among her relatives.
If she takes action herself, she should be able to find someone to talk to right away.
(Takuma-san... is so far away. I hope he doesn't go too overboard...)
A few meters away from Tomoe's territory, Takuma is drinking with some old men.
They must have had quite a bit to drink, as they are quite loud, but there is no way that something like that would disillusion Tomoe.
(Kyousuke... oh my, he's sitting between Sara-chan and Saki-chan. He's pretty bold.)
Seeing Kyosuke sandwiched between the sisters, she is happy to see her son grow up, but is it possible that he would willingly sit next to a woman?
Most likely, the sisters must have forced him to sit there.
(Sushi is delicious... but I don't want to eat it alone in silence...)
When the sushi was prepared, Tomoe wanted to go around and pour drinks for the relatives, but her grandfather Akira stopped her.
She was grateful for the words, saying that she didn't have to do that just because she was a wife, but she was feeling a little bored at this point.
Meanwhile──
"Ma'am, is it okay if I sit next to you?"
"Oh..."
A middle-aged man sat cross-legged next to her, a glass in hand.
He was probably hoping to talk to Tomoe.
As expected, this encounter was the beginning of Tomoe's misfortune.
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A little bit back in time at the banquet.
A middle-aged man named Toda was looking out at the relatives, a glass of beer in his hand.
He had been drinking with a few people up until that point, but after making up some random lie, he sat down on a cushion away from the tatami table.
(All the females are irresistible. Can't I get someone to have one...?)
This man is 47 years old, married, and has two daughters who are working. He is of average build, but his face isn't too bad.
He's dressed simply in a shirt and shorts, since he just came back from the bathhouse.
By the way, he speaks the same Kansai dialect as Mishima Tamaki, but the two of them are not related in any way.
(There are quite a few big-breasted girls, so it's a feast for the eyes.)
He looks at all the relatives - but he only looks at the women.
Toda is an extreme womanizer, and in addition to indiscreet staring, molesting them on the train he uses to commute to work has become a routine for him.
The bare buttocks of office ladies through their suits and the bare buttocks of high school girls in miniskirts, including their panties, are what motivate him to do his work that day.
(I wonder which woman will let me do it... but I might not be able to do it here...)
Another one of his pleasures is cheating on women without his wife knowing.
For example, a young office lady in her 20s who is his colleague at work.
He pretends to look after her when she gets drunk at a drinking party, takes her to a hotel, and nibbles on her body.
He gets the grudging consent from the woman who is in a daze, and they enjoy sex five times.
Perhaps because he is always kind to her, she doesn't blame him when she wakes up, and he remembers the words of consent, so everything goes smoothly.
For example, a housewife in her 30s with a child whom he met on a dating app.
He goes to her house when her husband is out and has lots of lovey-dovey sex.
He makes her do housework in her underwear, and then he engages in intense, passionate sex next to the baby.
Since she is also in the mood, he visits her regularly for sex.
For example, a 16-year-old delinquent high school girl who is younger than his daughter.
Toda paid money to have sex with her many times; she was a typical delinquent girl with blonde hair, a miniskirt, loose socks, and even a cigarette smoker.
Toda's favorite, this girl has lewd, plump thighs and a lewd ass, and because she is young, her vagina is tight and the sensation is high-grade.
He never gets bored of having sex with the delinquent girl, whether in the missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, face-to-face cowgirl, or ekiben position, and he has even reached orgasm 12 times in one day.
This win-win compensated dating is so frequent that it takes place once a week.
Even now in his late 40s, his desire is not subsided, and he frequently enjoys the pleasure of releasing his sexual desires with women other than his wife.
Women other than his wife are just too attractive to Toda.
Having seen the appearance of the woman he loved deteriorate up close, Toda was no longer aroused by his life partner. He no longer found her attractive.
But what about now?
As soon as he stepped outside the house, new women were everywhere.
Toda, who only knew the woman now, wanted to plant his seed in her, not only younger women but even women of the same age as his wife.
He was so immersed in women that he could not live without them.
(Ahh... I'll get some water...)
After finishing his second beer and putting the glass on the table, he went to the dining kitchen to get some water.
There was no one there.
Though it was a little presumptuous, he took a new glass from the cupboard, poured tap water into it, and drank it slowly.
"Phew..."
At the same time that Toda put the glass in the sink, a woman arrived.
The young woman was Sugou Hazuki's older sister, Honoka.
Perhaps because she had already taken a bath, her brown down ponytail was now simply long, unlike in the daytime, and she had changed into a white blouse and black three-quarter length pants.
"Oh, thanks. I needed some ice."
"It's hot, so I came here to get some water. Well, that's because of the alcohol."
For some reason, Toda moved under Honoka, who was standing in front of the refrigerator.
She did as she was told and put some ice cubes from the freezer into the glass.
Toda, standing right next to Honoka, had an idea at that moment.
(Her chest is loose... can I get a peek somehow... oh!)
Honoka's blouse was very loose around the chest, so even if she bent over just a little, her insides were completely visible.
A bright sky blue bra caught Toda's eye.
(She's wearing something cute... but it's not the main attraction... oh ♡)
To Toda, a glimpse of her bra is just a prelude.
His true desire is to see a woman's body.
And that has already been achieved.
(A glimpse of her nipples is awesome~♡ Omame-chan is saying hello ♡)
Honoka's breasts are not full, so the cups of her bra float, exposing her dark brown nipples.
Her nipples have a vulgar color that is hard to imagine given her beautiful appearance, but at the same time, they are filled with an irrepressible eroticism.
Whether she played with them too much herself, or whether the man sucked on them too much, it's only natural that these naughty protrusions would force the man to fantasize.
"Huh? Ah?!"
However, perhaps feeling unnatural about the pressure of the person so close to her, Honoka follows Toda's gaze and realizes that her nipples are showing.
She quickly covers her chest with one hand and quickly leaves the dining kitchen.
(I got caught. Well, I guess it's okay since I was just looking. Wow... I got a good deal♡)
Toda ruminates on the supreme scene in his mind, remembering it more vividly.
Perhaps due to the effects of the intoxication, his penis begins to get hard, but he suppresses his excitement with his steely will.
Afterwards, he leaves the place and walks down the hallway to return to the great hall to resume drinking.
(Oh, isn't that Sara? Over there... is the bathroom.)
Currently, the only light in the hallway of this house is on in front of the great hall.
Sara's figure, probably heading to the toilet, is reflected in Toda's eyes.
(But... I can't believe she's gotten so lewd since it's been a few years since we last met.)
Sara, who didn't use the bathhouse, is dressed the same as she did during the day, wearing a black short-sleeved blouse and a tight white miniskirt.
She's attractive just because of her height, but from the side her enormous breasts, which push up her blouse, are very impressive, and they jiggle erotically every time she walks.
Her long, beautiful legs extending from the short skirt are also magnificent, and the plumpness of her thighs gives the man a glimpse of the deliciousness of the female body.
Her plump peach buttocks stand out clearly against the soft fabric of her tight miniskirt, and as she walks, they make squishy squishy sounds on the skirt.
A woman who arouses men's lust just by looking at her, a walking obscene thing - that's how Toda describes Sara in his mind.
(I wish I could have sex with her... I'm jealous of her boyfriend.)
Without even realizing it, Toda is chasing Sara.
He walks down the dark corridor, and after seeing Sara go into the bathroom, he waits nearby.
(I followed him unconsciously. Well, it's easy to make an excuse like I went to the bathroom.)
After waiting for a while, the sound of the toilet flushing can be heard through the door.
Toda moves to the door, expecting Sara to come out soon.
The sliding door opens.
"Whoa! Toda? What a surprise."
"Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom too."
Sara seems taken aback by the middle-aged man standing in the dark hallway.
"Oh, I wonder if it's okay to go in right after a woman..."
"Hmm... I turned on the exhaust fan and used some deodorant spray, so it's fine."
Even in the dark hallway, Sara can be clearly seen by the light from the bathroom.
The two of them are only a few dozen centimeters apart.
(Too sexy... What kind of body is this?)
Her breasts and thighs are so violent that just looking at them arouses a man's sexual arousal, and Toda is no exception, as the crotch of her shorts gradually swells.
"Well, I'm off then."
Toda couldn't hold back.
He grabbed Sara's arm as she was leaving, and dragged her into the bathroom by force.
"What, what are you doing... Kyaa!"
He immediately closed the sliding door and turned the lock.
He then locked Sara's stomach from behind with his left hand, and stroked her inner thighs with his right.
(Yoohyoo~♡ Smooth and plump♡)
When Toda flicked her fine, plump thighs with his fingers, they bounced freshly and in small movements, reminding him of the smooth feel of silk.
The erotic pheromones that waft from her thick, fat thighs activate the male's reproductive instinct to an excessive extent.
(Heh heh heh... a girl's scent...♡)
As he rests his chin on Sara's shoulder, her body odor wafting from her hair and neck tickles Toda's nostrils.
A feminine rose scent different from the toilet freshener, a fresh citrus scent, and the pungent smell of sweat that permeates her skin.
The three blended fragrances act as a simple aphrodisiac on Toda's penis, helping to prepare him for intercourse.
"W-what's wrong all of a sudden...?"
"Sara-chan, you really have a naughty body♡"
His right hand, which had been enjoying her thighs, gradually moves up in search of another paradise.
Even Toda, who has slept with many women, has never touched such huge breasts before.
Without even trying to hide his pounding heartbeat, he grabs the right fruit as if scooping it up.
"What a volume... so heavy and soft♡"
The weight in his palm.
His fingers dig deep into it and he can definitely feel the rebound force.
Even through her blouse and bra, Sara's breasts captivate Toda's right hand, showing him the true essence of her H-cup breasts.
"W-wait a second... what are you doing..."
"I've always wanted to massage these huge breasts♡ Massage massage♡ This is the first time I've felt something so satisfying♡"
He moves his fingers carelessly, applies pressure to her chest with his entire palm, and enjoys Sara's breasts in various ways.
Their size and softness are one thing, but their overwhelming elasticity is probably their greatest strength.
As if drawn by gravity, the left hand that was being used to restrain her grabs Sara's other breast.
"Ohhh♡ Both hands are full of boobs♡"
He rubs her breasts together, then pushes them apart, then pulls them apart.
Toda's breathing is heavy, and it's obvious that he's smitten by the young woman's divine breasts.
"Ah, ahaha... I'm drunk... right?"
In truth, Toda is drunk.
No matter how much of a womanizer he is, if he was in his normal state after the alcohol had worn off, he wouldn't have resorted to such rape-like behavior.
"Please calm down. If someone sees us here... it'll be a big problem..."
As Sara's breasts are being rubbed repeatedly, she pretends to be calm despite being the victim, and tries to persuade Toda.
Perhaps because she was weak, she could only resist by moving, and it would be difficult for her to escape if things continued like this.
Her cheeks were flushed red with shame, and combined with the forced groping of her breasts, it created an immoral atmosphere.
"Sara, please be patient. I couldn't resist when I saw your body, uncle."
"It's not too late... so..."
"I can't. Groping these breasts has only made me more excited..."
Toda stopped groping her breasts with his right hand, and used it to lift up Sara's tight miniskirt.
The soft fabric of the skirt turned upside down and slid up to Sara's stomach, exposing her lower body with ease.
"No, please stop..."
"Your butt is so plump ♡ And... what kind of underwear are you wearing... ♡"
Her plump peach butt is filled with obscene magic that makes men want to pound into it, and the slightest impact would surely make it ripple.
The purple string thong that digs into the valley between her butt cheeks is also provocative, and with the black lace that decorates the edging, it's clear that this is underwear designed to please men.
"This is totally sexy underwear♡ Why are you wearing this? Are you going to have sex with a guy after this?"
"No... this is... to prevent underwear lines from showing under your skirt..."
"Then there must be something more modest, right? This is too flashy no matter how you look at it."
"This is all I have..."
"Is this your only thong? Right Sara-chan. You might be wearing it now to avoid panty lines, but you bought it for a guy, right? It's underwear you bought to have sex with some guy, right?"
"That's... that's not it."
Sara was a little shaken up when she gave her last answer.
Looking at her attitude, this underwear was probably purchased for that purpose...
"Sara-chan, I can't take it anymore..."
"What's wrong..."
"Please, can't you just let me have one?"
"What...?! Don't say what you want..."
"Please, I feel like I'm about to burst..."
"Hii...no, stop..."
Toda presses his stiff cock through the shorts against Sara's firm ass.
The soft, fluffy sensation on his lower body should be enough to send him into heaven.
(Even a buttjob through the fabric feels so good~♡...Hmm?)
Toda seems obsessed with Sara's body, but he senses someone in the hallway and immediately holds his breath.
After a knock, a woman's voice calls out.
"Sis, are you okay? I came here because you're late..."
The visitor is Sara's younger sister, Saki.
She's worried about her sister not coming back from the bathroom, so she goes out of her way to check on her. She's a caring woman.
(No good...)
It's Toda who is worried.
If Sara begs for help, his life is all but over.
His mind is blank and he can't think straight, and all he can do is pray while rubbing Sara's chest.
"Y-yes, she's fine."
"Are you okay?"
"No, no, nothing."
"I see... then that's fine. Kyosuke is waiting for you too. That girl was always staring at Sis's chest."
"Haha... I'll be back soon."
"There's no need to rush," Saki says, gradually fading away.
Sara didn't tell the truth.
Maybe it was because she didn't want her sister to know that the old man was groping her body, or maybe she didn't want to make a big deal out of it so as not to cause trouble for the relatives who were enjoying the party, but either way, she chose the outcome that would result in her being humiliated.
"So what, Sara-chan, you wanted to have sex too♡"
"No... Seriously, please stop..."
Toda was showing the composure to crack jokes, but he was disappointed inside.
(That's impossible...)
He finally realized that it was not realistic to have a leisurely sex with a woman in a toilet where people who had drunk alcohol and needed to urinate frequently went in and out.
And it was also nearly impossible to take Sara into another closed room from this place.
Her hopes of making eye contact with her had become a pipe dream.
"Sorry Sara, I got drunk and overdone it..."
He releases Sara and claims he was intoxicated, trying to get out of the situation.
It doesn't seem like it will have any effect, but he's so cornered he can't think of any other ideas.
"Please move out."
Sara quickly gets dressed and pushes Toda aside, half-forcefully, and leaves the bathroom.
Toda, left alone, sighs deeply and sits down on the toilet.
(That's not how I feel safe. I didn't have time to tell her to keep quiet, and if Sara exposes me, it'll all be over... Should I have forced her...? It's too late now, I know.)
Shrugging off the worries and regrets that come later, Toda relieves himself before leaving the bathroom.
He returns to the great hall, and the first thing he looks at is Sara.
(Oh, it looks like it's okay. Lucky me.)
Sara's smile as she talks to Kyosuke seems the same as before she was sexually harassed by Toda.
The people around her don't seem to be suspicious of Toda.
(It was a needless worry, I got what I wanted in the end. Thanks for the snack, Sara-chan♡)
She borrows an unused glass from the table and pours herself a beer.
(Somewhere quiet... oh)
She looks around the room to find a good seat to drink.
Toda, who is a womanizer by nature, is fixated on one spot.
(Hehe... I've been interested in those boobs for a while. And the seat next to her is just right...)
At the very back of the room, Tomoe, who has huge boobs bigger than Sara's, is eating sushi alone.
A woman close to her has just left the room, so anyone can take that seat.
Undeterred by the previous incident, Toda tries to get closer to Tomoe, not wanting to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Ma'am, may I sit next to you?"
"Oh..."
He unceremoniously sits cross-legged next to Tomoe.
She doesn't seem particularly annoyed and accepts Toda.
"Once again, I'd like to ask for your continued support over the next few days."
"Thanks to you and your family, please."
He ends the formalities with a slight bow.
Afterwards, they enjoy sushi and chat.
"I see, so both of your daughters are working now..."
"Thanks to you, I've taken a bit of the weight off my shoulders. Are you a high school student?"
"Yeah, it's not like I need to do that much, but you're still a child..."
In the midst of such a trivial conversation, Toda couldn't help but glance at the giant fruit nearby.
(It's been years since I last saw her, but her breasts are truly extraordinary ♡)
When viewed from the side, Tomoe's slender body is dominated by her chest, which protrudes abnormally, and her breasts defy gravity and assert themselves to the side.
Some people may praise this as beautiful, while others may find it unbalanced.
But despite criticism, everyone agrees that it is erotic.
As a man, it is extremely difficult not to get sexually excited at the sight of Tomoe's breasts.
(Maybe I need to get her drunk before I can take action)
"By the way, Mrs., do you drink?"
"Eh, yeah... I think I'll pass..."
"Well, some people say that beer doesn't go well with sushi. Or maybe you can't handle alcohol?"
"I wouldn't say I can't handle it, well..."
Toda doesn't know why Tomoe avoids alcohol.
She causes trouble for others, then goes to sleep and loses her memory.
She can't expose herself to such a disgrace at her husband's parents' house, and Toda has no idea about Tomoe's decision.
"You don't like it?"
"No, I like alcohol, but... I seem to have a bad after-drinking habit..."
"So you're saying you have a bad drinking habit? That's fine, I don't care about that... right?"
She's not particularly good at talking, but her natural strength of persuasion has made many women interested in her.
However, unlike most women, Tomoe is guarded and doesn't seem to be reaching for the drink yet.
"Can we at least have a toast? I'll just pour a little, so that's fine, right?"
"But..."
"Hey, Mrs., please. I want to get along with you a little more."
She bows appropriately and corners Tomoe.
The pressure of possibly being branded an "inflexible woman" by her relatives will weigh heavily on her, who has a strong sense of responsibility.
"Well...just a little..."
Tomoe reluctantly complies with Toda's request.
"Okay, then let me pour it."
"Oh, thank you..."
Tomoe had said she would only pour a little, but instead she poured half a glass of beer and handed it to Tomoe.
They clinked their glasses together.
"Hmmm...hmmm..."
Tomoe had said she would only pour a little, but she gulped down half a glass of beer in one go.
"Wow, you're drinking well. Come on, one more..."
"No...no more..."
"Come on, don't be shy, just drink it."
Tomoe pours beer into Tomoe's glass almost forcibly, urging her to drink.
Tomoe couldn't refuse either, so she emptied her glass while interrupting with a conversation.
In the end, she ended up drinking as usual, but after a while her behavior changed and she started to take a tougher stance towards Toda.
"That's why... I always say that sea bream tastes better with salt."
"Ah, uh... sorry..."
Toda approached her with evil intentions, but was intimidated by the intoxicated Tomoe, who was so bothersome.
Even now, she was picking on him, as if to force her pointless obsessions on him.
(Indeed, her drinking habits can't be called good...)
But Toda couldn't stay silent either.
Following his lower body, he moved his mouth to try to build some kind of relationship with Tomoe.
"Oh, come to think of it, your wife seems to get along well with Takuma. We want to emulate that."
"Yeah, we've been married for a long time, but our relationship is only getting better."
"So that means? Are you still active in the nightlife?"
She asks a more in-depth question.
It's completely sexual harassment, but in this situation it might pass off as a joke.
Normally, Tomoe would reject such a statement. But when she's drunk, she becomes more tolerant.
"Of course. If her husband isn't busy, he'll definitely do it once a week..."
"Oh, really... I bet it feels great to hold your wife in your arms."
"Hehe... thank you."
Toda is shocked that Tomoe doesn't get upset by the dirty jokes and even tells him how many times they've had sex, but at the same time, he makes a decision. He decides to continue making radical remarks and bring it into dirty talk.
"These breasts are especially impressive. Maybe I should give them a titjob?"
"Yes, my husband would be so happy if I squeezed them between my breasts..."
"I'm so jealous... can I just ask the size...?"
"No... they belong only to my husband..."
Even though her knitted breasts continue to be stared at, Tomoe is engrossed in her drink.
A faint pink color is on her cheeks, giving off a lewd vibe.
"Do you do anything to prevent things from becoming monotonous? It's been a while since I had sex with my wife, so we do some unusual things..."
"Normal sex is enough to satisfy both of us, but... we do change things up sometimes."
"Oh, how is it?"
"Hmm..."
With her eyes closed and her chin resting on the table, Tomoe begins to confide in me about her and her husband's sexual situation.
"Cosplay... my husband is happy when I do something like that..."
"Cosplay? That's surprising... so what kind?"
"I often wear... a swimsuit inspired by a wedding dress. A bikini with lots of frills... white over-the-knee stockings and long gloves that go up to the elbows..."
"Ohhhh... and then?"
"When I put that on and come on to him... my husband comes at me more vigorously than usual. That makes me happy..."
It's true that she had cosplay sex with Takuma.
Clad in a provocative costume of an erotic wedding swimsuit, she milks her husband's semen with blowjobs, titjobs, glove jobs, foot jobs, and other things besides the actual act.
Takuma's ejaculation is also more powerful and more abundant than usual, and the sight makes Tomoe even happier, which makes the sex that follows even more heated.
If a third party were to witness the scene, there's no doubt they would describe Tomoe as a white succubus.
"I'm so jealous... ahh, I want to be sucked dry by your wife too."
"Hehe... if it was me I'd be cumming right away..."
"Haa haa... you're so naughty, wife...♡"
Tomoe's sexiness is pushed to the limit as she makes handjob gestures, and Toda's balls are working at full capacity to increase the amount of energetic sperm he has for Tomoe.
As a result, his crotch tent is erected manfully, and he twitches and twitches in anticipation of orgasm.
"How many people have you had sex with besides your husband? How many people have you had sex with?"
"Hmm... it's a secret..."
"Have you ever cheated... wife?"
Tomoe, lying face down on the desk, has lost all her momentum and looks like she's about to fall asleep.
Although she hadn't been drinking for a long time, the various events of the day had been accumulating fatigue, which had transformed into sleepiness and attacked her.
"Ma'am, you can't fall asleep here. Let's go to your room."
"No... but I need to take a bath..."
"It's dangerous to take a bath in this condition. You can take a bath tomorrow, but I'll go to bed now... Oh, just take some water."
He hands her a glass of water and forces her back to her room.
Toda can't help but grin as he watches Tomoe's back as she stomps out of the room.
(I didn't expect it to go so well... I understand why she was reluctant to drink.)
Toda waits a few minutes before heading over to Tomoe.
He saw her coming out of her room during the day, so there was no need to look for her target.
He reaches her room, makes sure the hallway is clear, and calls her inside.
"Ma'am, are you okay?"
I waited for a few seconds, but there was no reply.
Light was leaking in through the gap in the sliding door, so there was no doubt that someone was in the room.
"Ma'am?... I'm coming in."
Checking my surroundings again, I pretended to be worried about Tomoe and pulled the sliding door open to enter.
There were two futons laid out in the center of the tatami room, and Tomoe was lying on one of them──
(What!?)
She was practically in her underwear.
On the upper half of her body, only a bra was covering her overly large breasts, and on the lower half, she was wearing side-string panties and a floral skirt hanging down one leg, making for an awkward appearance with a strong skin-colored look.
Tomoe's slender figure and long, slender legs were on full display to the fullest.
(What's up with those pheromones... my dick feels good just watching them...♡)
Closing the sliding door with his back hand, he approaches Tomoe, following his crotch.
Looking at the summer knit and half-removed skirt carelessly placed on the tatami mat, Tomoe must have fallen asleep in the middle of getting changed.
Her pink underwear, mostly made of lace, arouses Toda's lust.
(I don't have much time... I better get some things done while I can...)
After briefly checking that Tomoe is conscious, Toda immediately hooks his fingers around her bra.
To admire her bare breasts, he slowly slides the obstructing fabric up.
The thing he's after is pulled from the base, making it difficult to see, but soon──
Bounce♡Bounce♡
Her large breasts make a spectacular appearance, at different times on each side.
Her breasts, pointing upwards from the nipples, show off a large, smooth vertical sway, perhaps from the joy of being liberated.
The movement creates an afterimage of her light pink nipples, making the swaying of her breasts even more impressive.
"What, what..."
She can't help but let out a cry of admiration.
Her huge breasts, which don't lose their shape even when she's lying on her back, are so well-proportioned that they're like works of art, and even Toda, who is used to being around women, is entranced by their beauty.
"Now, I'm going to... ma'am... let me touch this...♡"
Toda, who doesn't want to waste any time, stretches both hands out to the towering twin mountains and slowly grabs them from the top.
"What are these breasts...♡"
Her huge breasts, which cling to Toda's hand, are crushed like a kagami mochi by the pressure from above, and with an elasticity inappropriate for her age, her breasts also contact her hand.
(Hmm, her bust must be over 100cm... This slim beauty has breasts like this, it's unfair ♡)
His fingers sink deep into her breasts, and the feeling of her flesh spilling out from between them is imprinted in Toda's brain.
If he moves them widely in all directions, they bounce up and down and sway left and right like pudding, pleasing him visually as well.
When he moves it in all directions, it bounces up and down and side to side like a pudding, pleasing him visually as well.
"Hmm..."
"Thank you for letting me massage your huge breasts, Mrs.♡"
After removing his hands from her breasts, Toda begins to rub her areola in a circular motion with his fingers.
He traces the areola over and over again, gradually shifting his movements to the center.
Eventually, his fingers reach the small apex, and the two begin to play obscenely.
"Ohhh♡ You're so naughty♡"
He presses, pokes, flicks, pinches, gently kneads, and caresses her nipples as he pleases.
"Hmm..."
"Oh, what an erotic sigh♡"
Perhaps she was feeling something from the stimulation of her nipples while she was asleep, as Tomoe lets out a faint sigh mixed with sexiness.
Her nipples had also become a little bigger than before, and were tweaking sweetly with a hard ♡.
"You're a married woman, but you've made your nipples erect...it's rude to suck them ♡"
He brings Tomoe's breasts together from both sides and places both nipples together.
"Your breasts are so big that your nipples are touching each other...♡ Hehe, I just wanted to try it once ♡"
Toda brings his face close to the married woman's breasts and takes the two nipples together into his mouth.
(They're delicious ♡ They're a little salty, but somehow sweet, these nipples are the best ♡)
He licks and rolls both of the hardened protrusions with his tongue.
Because they are the nipples of a married woman who is very guarded, he carefully savors the feel and taste.
"Mmmm...Ah...♡"
(I can feel it, I can feel it. In the end, this wife is fine with a man other than her husband.)
Toda's oral caresses don't stop, and this time he tries to suck her nipples with what little lung capacity he has.
He presses his lips firmly into her breast to avoid biting, pursing his cheeks like a fire man's mask, and sucks her nipples so hard they almost come off.
"Mmmm...Fuu...♡"
He makes a wet slurping sound as he sucks to the limit, then forcefully releases his mouth with a slurp.
"Ahhh...♡"
Toda is surprised when Tomoe lets out a rather loud moan, but he strokes her chest as he sees her still in a dreamlike state.
All that remains is the fact that he sucked the nipples of a married woman with a child.
"Haa haa... I can't take it anymore..."
Toda, with a big tent erect, carefully spreads Tomoe's legs and sits between them.
"It's not right for a married woman to wear such erotic underwear...♡ Was she going to hunt for a man... You're already wet♡"
Tomoe's legs and the crotch of her panties are lightly damp with love juice.
Perhaps she is so easily wet that even a slight caress on her chest makes her wet.
In any case, it was convenient for Toda.
"Ma'am... shall we have sex♡"
Toda is planning to have sex with Tomoe.
In this situation where he doesn't even have a contraceptive, he intends to irresponsibly cum inside another man's wife.
Intoxicated and in front of this exquisite woman, he lost his ability to think normally, and with his heightened sexual desire he went out of control, asking to be impregnated.
While caressing the married woman's thighs, he removes the skirt that was hanging from one of her legs.
"It's finally time for the real thing... and with this wife too♡"
He removes his shorts and underwear at the same time, revealing his average-sized erect cock.
His penis is sticky with pre-cum, and just like Tomoe, he is fully prepared.
"Like this... here we go"
After stroking his own cock several times, Toda presses the tip against Tomoe's secret place through her crotch.
"Oh, even just this feels good~♡ No, if I keep doing that I'll come..."
With a squishy♡sniff♡ sound, the head of his penis and the slit kiss through the panties.
Toda naturally understands that love juice and pre-cum blend together, and this fact heightens sexual sensation.
Although he is intoxicated by the softness of her delicate labia majora, he doesn't want to climax just from that, so he hooks his fingers on the side strings of her panties.
"Let me see, Mrs. Tomoe♡"
He slowly pulls her down her legs, but her big ass gets caught on the futon, and it doesn't work.
Just as he realizes that he needs to put in a little more force──
"Is Mom there?"
(!!?)
A boy's voice comes from the hallway on the other side of the sliding door.
(No, no, this is no good!)
Toda acts quickly.
He grabs a feather duvet from the pile of duvets nearby and drapes it over himself, pressed against Tomoe so as not to put his weight on her.
From the outside, everything except Tomoe's head was covered by the futon, but it was unnaturally thick for a single person.
It was a poor response, but in his drunken state, it was the best he could do.
"Oh, she's not here? Are you asleep...? I forgot my charger, can I borrow it?"
Currently, Toda had his face buried in Tomoe's huge breasts, his erection pressed against her smooth right thigh.
He hadn't intended to be in this position, but even in this desperate situation, he was lucky enough to be able to enjoy Tomoe's body.
"I'm coming in... hmm, is she asleep already? But isn't the duvet... too hot?"
The sliding door opened, and Tomoe's son, Kyosuke, entered the room.
After seeing his mother snoring, he headed straight for the corner of the room where the luggage was.
(What is this situation... a kid is right next to me, and yet he buries his face in his mother's huge breasts... so soft...♡ Fluffy...♡)
Toda is so excited by this unusual experience that he decides to try licking Tomoe's nipples.
"Um, the charger, the charger... oh, there it is."
He slowly moves his head and finds the tip of Tomoe's right breast.
He then slowly moves his mouth closer and licks her pink nipple.
"Mmmm... hmmm...♡"
"Hmm?"
Kyousuke seems to have heard Tomoe's loud sighs, but he doesn't pay it any particular attention.
In fact, he adjusts the temperature of the air conditioner out of concern for his sleeping mother, and makes the move of turning off the lights in the room.
(Hey you brat, thanks for interrupting our lovey-dovey sex. I'll suck on your mother's nipples instead ♡ Mom's nipples taste so good ♡ My dick feels good too... damn, I might cum...)
Toda, under the futon, could also see that the lights had gone out.
This made him even more excited, and he lightly bit Tomoe's nipple as if it was a gift for Kyosuke for coming all the way there──
"Ahhhh♡♡♡"
He let out his mother's cute moans.
"Huh?! What is this..."
Kyousuke, who had heard his mother's feminine voice... felt embarrassed, so he spat out the words and left the room.
(No, hold on... I can't do this, it's going to come out... before I can cum inside...)
Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡Blows♡
The immoral situation of sucking on a married woman's nipples next to her son lures Toda to an unwanted orgasm.
The thick, rich semen milk that intermittently spurts out from Tomoe's nipples stains her smooth thighs.
(It feels... too good... ahh♡ Mrs., Mrs., Mrs.♡♡♡)
He buries his face in her huge breasts until it's hard to breathe, heightening the pleasure of ejaculating even a little.
Toda can't remember ever ejaculating for so long during sex with a woman.
"Ahh♡ Ahh♡ It's the best...♡"
The pleasure that lasted for several tens of seconds comes to an end, and instead, a sticky, muggy heat hits Toda.
He quickly gets out of the comforter and turns on the light in the room to check the situation.
"Wow, that's an incredible amount..."
Tomoe's right thigh was completely stained with a milky white liquid, making it look like a sugar-coated donut.
Toda quickly picked up a box of tissues and wiped the semen away from the mattress.
"It's so thick, I think. Maybe I should leave it somewhere... but that's really dangerous."
The idea of getting a small amount of this genetic juice on Tomoe's body crossed his mind, but if she were to find out, it would be a big deal.
If the attempted rape were to come to light in this crowded place, it would mean social death.
He imagined himself having to be taken care of by the police, and using that fear as motivation, he caught the testicles he had spat out with tissue.
"Okay, that's it. So... what should we do from here..."
It's impossible for Toda to have no regrets about being interrupted just before having sex.
However, right after he finished ejaculating, he was a little calmer than before.
He judged that if he had sex with Tomoe, there was a very high chance that her husband Takuma would come into the room during the act, and with a heavy heart, he made the decision to give up on having sex.
(If you think about it... if you cum inside her, there'll be evidence left behind... But it would be a shame... No, no, that's not good.)
He shakes off the temptation and starts cleaning up afterwards.
He erases all evidence and unnatural things, such as each other's clothes and bedding, and finally gropes Tomoe's breasts.
"Thank you, Mrs. Thank you for letting me cum so good♡"
Massage massage♡Massage massage♡
"I'll never forget the feeling of your huge tits. I'll never forget that you let me suck them in front of your son♡"
Massage massage♡Massage massage♡
"Let me massage you again if you get the chance. I haven't given up on cumming inside you. Until then, I'll jerk off to you♡"
Squish squish♡Squish squish♡
"Well then, Mrs.... See you tomorrow♡"
Turning off the lights, Toda left the room and headed to the large hall.
As a result, he was able to leave the place with only gains.
On the veranda, literally drunk on the sweet wine of victory, his next goal was decided.
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Just before midnight──
While some people were still enjoying their drinks, Kyosuke was relaxing in his room, playing with his smartphone.
Before going to bed, he was enjoying perusing his favorite manga on an e-book app.
(This is really interesting. I'll tell Kaito and the others about it.)
The manga he is so into is a battle manga set in the present day that is serialized in a boys' magazine.
It's a popular work with plenty of elements that boys can get obsessed with, such as beautiful illustrations and a good story.
Another factor that attracts him is that the main character is a high school student, just like Kyosuke.
(Oh... that's nice.)
Also, this work has more erotic scenes than other battle manga.
It's full of scenes with the heroine and other female characters, and the nipples have even been added and edited in the tankobon.
The panel Kyosuke is currently staring at is also a scene in which the heroine's nipples appear.
(Hmm...)
Kyousuke doesn't go so far as to call himself a fan, but he really likes this manga.
However, even he doesn't like one thing about it.
(Again...)
That is, the protagonist's mother performs a naughty scene.
Most manga's fan service scenes can be broadly divided into two types.
There are two types: those that only benefit the protagonist, and those that benefit other men as well.
His favorite manga falls into the latter category, where even the heroine shows off her panties or is completely naked, or has her body touched by various male characters.
Kyousuke can accept that much, or rather, he likes it, but the protagonist's mother is also humiliated without exception.
(Is this considered acceptable to society...?)
The mother character, named Saeko, is a career woman who always appears in a suit with a tight skirt and glasses.
Her huge breasts are the biggest in the story, and they capture the attention of the protagonist's male friend.
In other manga, mother characters would be a sanctuary without any erotic scenes.
But not this manga.
When Saeko first appears, even the readers think she is wearing just stockings, but when her skirt accidentally falls off, it is revealed that she is actually wearing a garter belt.
The scene, combined with her black lace panties, is so provocative that it makes the protagonist's male friend burst into a nosebleed, and Saeko screams, bringing the episode to a comical end.
In one episode where a perverted old man character sexually harasses various women, Saeko has her huge breasts squeezed from behind.
Even though it is over her jacket, the old man's fingers are carefully drawn buried firmly in her breast flesh.
There is also a scene in which the old man steals a large amount of her underwear and keeps it with him afterwards.
Saeko is also a victim in an outrageous episode in which all the women in the town who have been affected by a special power are forced to strip down to their underwear despite their sense of shame.
The heroines, female teacher characters, enemy women, and other mob women all allow themselves to strip down to their underwear despite their normal sense of shame.
Saeko is affected by the power while instructing a new male employee, and she performs a strip show while being watched by a young man.
Her huge breasts, which the author declares to be I-cup, her sexy black underwear and garter belt. The man is turned on by the sight of the married woman, and attacks Saeko, leading to a comedic scene.
Because it is a boys' magazine, there is no way that there was actual sex, but it is certain that Saeko was groped all over by the young man.
Scenes featuring married women like Saeko are rare in boys' manga and are very precious.
This manga is also popular among enthusiasts because the heroine's mother and other married women are sexually harassed.
And many teenagers who read this manga have had the wrong sense of ethics instilled in them.
There is no end to junior and senior high school students all over the country who are attracted to married women and older women, thinking that it's okay to look at married women with erotic eyes, or to masturbate to their friend's mother.
(Maybe I'm worrying too much...)
The reason Kyosuke has a hard time with depictions of married women is probably because of Tomoe.
His mother, who is so attractive that it's hard to believe she's in her 40s, with her beauty, figure, and sex appeal, is given the naked gaze of a man other than his father with naked sexual desire. Kyosuke has seen this scene many times, and more than anyone else, he wants married women and mothers to be untouchable.
Even in his favorite manga, he strongly feels that only the reader should see erotic scenes featuring mother characters.
(This is...)
After turning the page, Kyosuke sees a frame where Saeko is seen up her skirt.
The protagonist's junior accidentally sees Saeko's white panties, but Kyosuke feels a strong sense of déjà vu rather than excitement.
"Ahh..."
It's very similar to the scene when Kaito and the others saw his mother's panties on the stairs of the shopping mall during the day.
It's the incident when his mother provided a virgin boy with material to wank off to.
The more he tries not to remember it, the more vividly the memory comes back to him.
The side strings and all lace made his ass completely visible, and he can't believe his mother was wearing such erotic panties.
(But thinking about it... What the hell. I'm going to bed now...)
To refresh his depressed mood, he puts his smartphone away while thinking about something else.
What immediately came to mind was the older women, Sara, the gals, and Ayako's panty shots.
Thinking about the underwear of the older women and savoring the good fortune of having witnessed it, the gloominess was somewhat alleviated.
But at the same time, his penis began to erect, and he felt the urge to release his semen.
(... Shall I release it?)
It was only natural that a high school student who had gained something erotically would indulge in masturbation.
Preparing a box of tissues, he took off his shorts and exposed his partially circumcised penis to the outside air.
He ruminated on the scene that was burned into his mind and began to masturbate with his foreskin.
(The older women... and the married women were good too... Ayako and Sara... both wore thongs... and the gals... showed me their panties... of their own accord...)
Kyousuke forgot to hide his heavy breathing and became absorbed in masturbating.
He smeared the pre-cum oozing from the tip over his entire shaft, and desperately stroked it with his right hand, making a wet sound.
However, he was so immersed in the pleasure that he didn't notice a visitor in the hallway.
"Kyousuke, are you there... huh?"
"Huh... huh!?"
Without any warning, let alone a call, Hazuki's mother, Sugo Ayako, opened the sliding door and entered the room.
As it was such a sudden event, she naturally witnessed him masturbating.
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I disturbing you?"
"Wh, why did you come all of a sudden?"
"Hehe... I wonder why? More importantly... you're really energetic♡"
He quickly hid his crotch with a pair of underwear lying around, but it was too late, and his penis, appropriate for his age, was exposed.
Kyousuke was so embarrassed and uncomfortable that he felt like he was going to die.
"Wh, what do you want..."
"Yes, that's what I'm talking about..."
After closing the sliding door behind her, Ayako sits under Kyosuke with an awkward smile.
Unlike during the day, she is wearing a loose striped top and black pants as pajamas, but her overflowing sex appeal is still strong.
"I showed you my underwear during the day, right? T-back♡"
"Ah...umm...yes..."
"You were really excited, Kyosuke-kun, weren't you? I was too. So...let's continue that."
"Continue..."
"Hehe..."
Ayako approaches the half-naked Kyosuke and whispers the next line in his ear.
"Let's have sex, Auntie♡"
Sex
Hearing those words, Kyosuke's erection grows larger and harder than ever.
Now that she has permission to have sex, she eagerly awaits the insemination.
"Eh... eh, eh, s ... A mere child like him can have sex with an adult woman, a married woman with children.
"Well, have you been doing this for a while now...?"
"Yeah, that's right. I've had sex with Hazuki's friends a few times... and I have sex with middle and high school boys all the time."
"Wow...amazing..."
This woman is a slut who repeatedly has sex with her son's friends.
She's a freak who solidifies her own value by sleeping with young men.
But even if she seems crazy to the world, she's just a convenient woman for virgins.
"Hey...can you give me your virginity...?"
"Yes, yes...I want to have sex..."
"Fufu...naughty boy♡"
Kyousuke takes off the underwear that was hiding his penis.
In the near future, he will have sex. His rod twitches with anticipation.
He will be able to graduate from being a virgin.
With a mature woman, a married woman, and Hazuki's mother──
(Hazuki's...mother...)
What's bothering him is Hazuki's presence.
He has had the painful experience of his parents' divorce.
It seems that his mother was at fault for this.
(What am I doing...)
If Kyosuke and Ayako have sex, it would mean that he is betraying Hazuki.
If this were to come to light, Hazuki's father would get divorced for the second time.
And then Hazuki's mother would disappear again──
(If that happens, I'll feel so sorry for Hazuki. I have to be on her side! And...)
Kyousuke imagines his mother having sex with Kaito and Hazuki.
It's a harsh thought for him, who gets depressed just from seeing his mother's panties, but he makes a decision while feeling a little nauseous.
"I'll put on a condom... hmmm..."
"Wait a minute."
"Oh, do you want to do it raw for the first time?"
"N-no it's not like that, well..."
It's natural that he feels sad.
Especially at his age. Shaking off the temptations of the devil, Kyosuke declares. "I think I'll give up after all..." Kyosuke is unfortunate. His friend's mother is the only one who has allowed him to have sex with her. It's too cruel for a boy like him to have to give up his nectar and give up on it. "Eh...w, why...?" "Well...when I thought about Hazuki..." "It's okay, no one will find out. If you don't tell anyone, even Hazuki..." "It's not like that..." "I'll give you a blowjob, a titjob, and all sorts of things if you want..." "But still...I can't do it." To make his decision firm, Kyosuke put on trunks and shorts. It would also have the effect of showing Ayako that he has no intention of having sex. "That's right..."
"Um... from now on, please don't have sex with anyone other than your husband."
"..."
"Hazuki has had a hard time. So... please be Hazuki's mother."
Kyousuke understands that he is a young man, but he persuades Ayako with a few words.
The way he acts for the people he cares about is very similar to his mother, Tomoe.
Ayako, who had been listening to him in silence, stood up, opened the sliding door and went out into the hallway.
"Goodnight, Kyosuke."
With a relaxed smile, she closed the sliding door and left the place.
"Aaaahhh, I messed up..."
Lying flat on the futon, he muttered to himself.
It seems he has regrets.
It was only natural that he had suddenly lost his virginity, which was a great thing.
However, if he had had sex with Ayako, he would have felt incomparably deeper remorse.
"I'll pull it out... but I guess it's just masturbating after all... the same as always..."
He pulled out his cock for the third time and began masturbating, using the whole of the day's events as motivation.
A long day for everyone passed by with Kyosuke's pleasure.
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