Sayaka woke the next morning with her body aching. Her thighs burned, her pussy throbbed, and her breasts felt sore from being squeezed and bounced all night.
She rolled onto her side, staring at the futon stained with both her juices and his thick cum. Her fingers brushed her slit and came away sticky.
Her face burned with shame. I betrayed my husband… I let another man inside me…
And yet, when she closed her eyes, all she felt was the full stretch of that massive cock, the way it filled her womb and made her scream with pleasure. Her nipples hardened just from the memory.
She pressed her thighs together, trembling. She should never let it happen again. Never.
But her pussy was already wet.
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The first day after, she avoided him. She cleaned the house in silence, her huge breasts swaying under her blouse, her skirt riding up over her ass as she scrubbed the floor. She felt his eyes on her, but she refused to meet them.
At night, she locked her door, pressed her hands over her ears, and whispered to herself: "No more… it can't happen again…"
But by the second night, she was restless, tossing in her futon, her pussy throbbing with emptiness. Her hands slipped down her belly, fingers sliding into her soaked cunt as she moaned softly into the pillow.
It wasn't enough. Her fingers could never compare.
By the third night, she couldn't resist anymore.
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Sayaka slid her door open and crept down the hallway, her heart racing. She paused at Genzou's door, trembling.
He was inside, lying on his futon, stroking his cock slowly. The monster shaft stood tall, glistening, as if waiting for her.
When his eyes met hers, she froze.
"I… I can't sleep," she whispered, her voice breaking.
Genzou smiled faintly, beckoning her closer.
Sayaka shut the door behind her and crawled onto the futon, her body already trembling with need. She straddled his lap, her massive tits hanging heavy, nipples stiff under her thin blouse.
Her hands reached down, gripping his cock. The heat of it made her shiver.
"I'm a bad wife… I shouldn't be doing this…" she whispered.
But she was already guiding the swollen head to her soaked pussy lips.
With a desperate moan, she sank down.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Her walls stretched wide, sucking in the thick shaft inch by inch. Her huge breasts bounced violently as her body jolted with pleasure.
She clutched his shoulders, her face twisted in guilt and ecstasy.
"It's too good… I can't stop… ahhh!"
Her hips began to move on their own, grinding, bouncing, her ass slapping against his thighs as she rode him. The futon squeaked under their weight.
Her pussy squelched loudly, juices dripping down his cock as she bounced harder, moaning shamelessly.
"I'm a bad wife… aahhh… but your cock feels too good!"
Her tits swung wildly, sweat dripping between them. Genzou's hands grabbed her ass, spreading it wide, helping her bounce faster.
"Sayaka… ride me harder… show me how much you love it!"
And she did. She slammed her pussy down onto his cock, screaming with every bounce, her walls milking him desperately.
Her orgasm hit suddenly, violently.
"Ahhhhhh—I'm cumming again! AHHHHHHHH!"
Her pussy gushed, soaking his lap as her body convulsed, tits bouncing uncontrollably. She collapsed against his chest, moaning into his ear.
But even as she trembled in orgasm, her hips kept grinding, her pussy clenching around him.
She was addicted.
---
From that night on, she stopped resisting.
When she cooked, she bent lower, her ass swaying, knowing he was watching. When she served tea, she leaned forward, her heavy breasts pressing into his arm.
And every night, she found herself in his futon.
Sometimes he took her gently, spooning her from behind, whispering her name as he slid his cock slowly into her dripping cunt. Her ass pressed against his belly, her breasts squished under his arm as she moaned into the sheets.
Sometimes she took control, climbing on top, her tits bouncing wildly as she rode him hard, screaming into the night.
Each time, she swore it would be the last. Each time, she begged for more.
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One night, as she lay on her back, legs spread wide, his cock pounding her pussy in deep thrusts, she gasped through tears.
"I can't stop… ahhh… I love my husband… but I need your cock so much… ahhh—ahhh!"
Her body shook as another orgasm tore through her. Her pussy clamped down on him, milking his cock desperately.
Genzou groaned, spilling his hot cum deep inside her, filling her womb again.
Sayaka cried softly, her tits heaving, her body trembling with guilt and bliss.
But even as his cock softened inside her, she whispered, almost begging:
"…Don't stop. Please… fuck me again."