Worried Imagination? Or Shameless Desires? (Uzaki Wants To Hang Out) (Patreon)

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In which case, Tsuki’s imagination regarding Sakurai runs wild once more. Even going as far as to let her mind imagine him putting another child in her. How shameless.

-X-

There was just no denying it any longer. After months of spending time around Sakurai whenever Hana came over with him. Tsuki knew, no, she was convinced of one thing.

Shinichi Sakurai wanted to sleep with her.

It just made so much sense to the mother, why else would he come and visit the house more frequently the way he did? Not to mention those intense gazes he tended to give her from time to time, along with those shameful comments about how he wanted to embrace her, right in front of Hana too! What’s worse was that her daughter Hana seemed to be alright with allowing him to do whatever he pleased with her. Where had she gone wrong with raising her loving but rambunctious daughter like that?

“Ahh, even today his gaze towards me was as sharp as ever,” Muttered the mother of three, who couldn’t keep her heartbeat under control as she recalled back to how intently Sakurai stared in her direction. More specifically her chest, it was no secret that her chest was quite larger than her daughter’s. But to think it would garner such attention; she wasn’t sure if she was supposed to feel flattered, or concerned by the sheer idea of that.

“If this was how he acted whenever Hana was around. How would he act if he came by him- ?!” Tsuki’s entire being froze before she could finish that sentence. She hadn’t thought about the implications of what he could do to her if he were to come to her home by himself without Hana. And with her husband at work and her young children at school, she’d be all alone at the mercy of the domineering man.

“I-I could just see it now.”

-X-

“S-Sakurai-san, s-stop… th-this isn’t right.”

Tsuki’s found herself in the arms of one Shinichi Sakurai. The two of them were in the middle of her living room, where the small mother stood helplessly in front of the man as he groped one of her massive breasts from behind. Hearing her pleas to stop caused him to chuckle with amusement.

“Stop…? Why? This was what you wanted all along, wasn’t it?” His tone was low, but by no means gentle as he pinched her nipple through her sweater, making her squeak out a moan.

“Th-That’s not-” A sudden gasp left Tsuki’s lips as Sakurai spun her around before tearing her sweater up at the front. Freeing her breasts with a visible bounce before the tall man grabbed and pinned her down on the couch behind them. The lustful leer making her heart race.

“Don’t try and lie, you know it’s the truth,” He sneered, roughly grabbing one of her tits causing her to whimper with pleasure, “You knew all along about the gazes I’ve been sending you. Yet not once did you try and say anything on the matter. If you truly hated my gaze, you would’ve done something about it by now.” Hiking up her long skirt to her waist, he snaked a hand into her panties. Only to laugh when he felt just how soaked her core was against his fingers, “Even now you’re hopelessly wet against me. If that ain’t an invitation, I dunno what is.”

Tsuki could only turn her head away from him in shame. Knowing deep down, everything he was saying about her was the absolute truth.

He would be so cruel and merciless to me. Verbally tearing into me while he plays with my body, and I would just be completely helpless to stop him.

She gasped loudly as Sakurai took one of her pink nipples into her mouth. Feeling his tongue flick and trace against the sensitive nub of flesh, all while he took two of his fingers and pumped them deep into her soaked cunt. A hand shot to her mouth to prevent from screaming loudly while her nails raked against the fabric of her couch. He was good, too good, almost better than her husband. Why?!

Sakurai, seeing how much the mother was squirming underneath him, smirked around her breasts as he curled his fingers inside of her. Making the woman’s back arch upwards as she nearly came from him brushing his fingers against her sweet spot. Sliding his fingers out, he gave them a slow sensual lick of them while looking down at the flushed woman below him.

“You taste great Tsuki, now I think it’s about time you returned the favor.” He smirked, as he shifted his position and pulled down his pants. Revealing his massive cock to the shocked woman, “Come on, on your knees, let’s see how well you can use that cute mouth of yours.”

Tsuki yelped as she was yanked by her arm up to her knees, coming face to face with his cock. Her heart skipping a beat as she took it the sheer size and thick of it all.

He must be completely massive down there. At least 10 inches if not bigger than that, he is a young man after all. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was bigger than Fujio.

Tsuki could feel the hot member pressing up against her face. Seeing the expectant gaze and smirk from Sakurai, she timidly opened her mouth only for her eyes to pop wide open when Sakurai force his cock into her mouth. Her throat bulging out from the sheer size as he began thrusting. Holding down her head to keep her firmly in place. Tsuki had to keep her hands firmly against Sakurai’s thighs as she was forced to bob her head up and down from the tip, to the very base of his member. Her gag reflex practically nonexistent at the very moment.

“Damn, you took it all the way to the base easily,” Sakurai laughed while pumping his hips, “It’s like you were practically made to take my dick.”

Tsuki wanted to protest, but the massive cock in her mouth and how much her body began to grow hotter shut down any thoughts of refuting his claims. Never before had she experienced something so big in her mouth, it put her own darling husband’s size to shame. Fujio could barely reach half of the length Sakurai was ruining her body with.

And yet, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of arousal to it.

‘I… I shouldn’t be thinking this way but…’ As her thoughts and feelings grew more conflicting, her body, on the other hand, knew what it wanted. As one of her hands was already back at her pussy, filling them with her slender fingers to combat the burning sense of emptiness that was beginning to overtake her. The pure shameless sight alone was enough to make Sakurai laugh.

“Seriously?! For someone who claims she didn’t want to do this, you’re fingering yourself real hard while sucking my dick. See, I knew you were nothing but a needy slut.”

He held her head in place and started thrusting deeply himself. His balls slapping against her drooling chin while slamming his hips into her face. Hissing loudly, he looked down, “Cumming, swallow everything you, bitch!”

Tsuki was giving little time and little choice on the matter as Sakurai buried his cock deep into her throat and came. A hot thick torrent of cum could be felt piping down her constricting throat. Making Tsuki tear up slightly as she gulped down as much as she could. She could feel her juices running down her inner thigh as she experienced a light climax just from swallowing Sakurai’s load. Her body trembling the thick salty taste coating her mouth and throat. Pulling out, Sakurai jerked himself off and covered the milf’s face with the rest of his jizz, grinning as he did so.

“That’s a good look for you, Tsuki. Just the thing to complete that slutty body of yours.”

...Is what he would say to make, relishing in the sight of my cum covered form. While I do nothing but look absolutely small before him. I know he won’t be satisfied with just that, all boys his age would want to do more. I bet he would even have me lie on the ground in a shameful pose. Legs spread, bearing everything I have to him.

Sakurai’s cock twitched as he took in the sight of Tsuki spreading her legs for him. “Heh, that’s a lovely appearance for you, Tsuki. Bet you spread yourself like that for your husband every night.”

Tsuki didn’t say anything, but the deep blush on her face made it apparent that he hit the mark with his little claim. Her heart jumped as he was on top of her, stabbing his massive member against her lower lips while staring directly at her. His perverted gaze never wavering as he pushed himself him, her tight walls providing little resistance as they gave way to his size. The air rushed out of Tsuki’s lung when Sakurai gave one sudden thrust, ramming the rest of his length in one swift movement. Her walls clinging tightly around him in desperation.

“Shit! I never knew you could be this tight,” Grunted Sakurai, he looked down at the flushed mother, “You sure your man’s giving it to you right. Thought you’d be a little looser.”

She tried to say something, but the only thing she could muster were shuddered gasps and moans from the immense cock filling up her insides. Her hands unconsciously gripping his shoulders as he started moving inside of her. His thrusts were rough and fast, holding nothing back as he slammed balls deep to make sure she felt every inch inside of her. Tsuki tried to cover her mouth in a vain attempt to keep from screaming at the top of her lungs. Fearing that if she did so, she would likely be giving up the last bit of resistance she had against him.

Not that it would stop him. Knowing him, he would likely see that as a challenge and work hard to break me in any way he could. Even now, the way he would thrust into me makes it loud and clear that he sees me as his. Regardless of whether or not I’m married, and regardless that I’m Hana’s mother. He wants me as his trophy, his prize. And… and…

And I think I’d be okay with that.

Feeling him stab against her sweet spot did it for the mother, as she threw her head back and let out a loud piercing scream at the top of her lungs. Her back arching upwards with an intense climax rippling through her entire body. Her legs shooting up ramrod straight before going limp. Yet that didn’t stop Sakurai as he increased his thrusting, whispering in the woman’s ear.

“I’m gonna cum soon, make sure to take all my seed and get knocked up!”

Hearing that inevitable promise lit the flames in Tsuki’s chest as she wrapped her legs around the teen’s waist. Holding him close as he railed her cunt hard and faster. With one final loud grunt, he drilled inside and came directly into Tsuki’s womb. The mother’s eyes wide opened and rolling up into her skull as she felt his hot thick load filling every orifice of her pussy, while having a blissful smile.

Such… Bliss…

-X-

“Eh?!” Tsuki looked around the living to see she was by herself, “A-A dream?”

Realizing everything she envisioned had been nothing more than a mere fantasy. The mother had a light blush forming on her face.

“I can’t believe I let myself think like that,” She murmured, placing a hand at her cheek as she shuffled about. “To think that I let him plague my thoughts like that. What would Hana and the others think?”

Noticing she felt lightheaded and had a damp spot on her skirt. Her blush deepened when she realized that her imagination had given a powerful orgasm.

“S-Still… nothing wrong with letting my imagination run wild every once in a while… right?”