Chapter 82
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 82
Chapter Title: Reverse Bunny Girl Mother-Daughter Donburi (3)
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While happily fondling Miharu's pink pussy, the rising urge to cum washed over me, and I told her.
"I'm about to blow!"
At my words, Miharu shook her hips side to side with delight and replied.
"Fill my mouth up with it, please ♥"
As she said that, Miharu gently nibbled on my glans while her hand rapidly stroked up and down the shaft of my cock.
"Ngh!"
-Splurt! Spluuurt! Spluuuurt!!
Unable to hold back from her hand movements, I ended up cumming right then and there.
I'd already blown a few loads thanks to Haruka and Miharu, but I still dumped a thick helping of semen into Miharu's mouth.
"Glrk ♥ Gulp ♥ -Gulp ♥"
Miharu took every bit of my thick cum straight into her mouth.
Gulp ♥ Gulp ♥ Gulp ♥
"Haa... ♥"
After swallowing all of my cum, Miharu looked at me and said.
"You came so much ♥ Takuya ♪"
"Well, you got me that worked up."
I replied in a voice full of sincerity.
Miharu chuckled at my words and opened her mouth to say something.
"My turn now."
"Eek!"
Haruka, who had been completely silent until just moments ago, shoved Miharu aside and climbed on top of me.
Caught off guard by Haruka's sudden assault, Miharu glared at her, but Haruka's face remained utterly unfazed.
The two simply locked eyes in silence for a moment, neither saying a word.
The tension between them was so thick that I couldn't bring myself to speak.
But that only lasted a moment.
"Sigh, I'll go grab something to drink."
True to the saying that no parent can beat their child, Miharu shook her head at Haruka's firm attitude, said she'd fetch some drinks, and left the room.
Watching her go, Haruka's expression was blank, but she seemed somehow satisfied.
I looked at Haruka and said.
"Haruka, don't you think you're being too harsh on your mom?"
This wasn't some cry from my Confucian dragon stirring inside me.
I genuinely felt there was something off about the way Haruka treated Miharu.
And Haruka herself seemed to know it too. The satisfied mood she'd had vanished, replaced by a hesitant, fidgety demeanor.
My heart softened at the sight. I pulled Haruka, who was straddling me, into a tight hug, her small frame fitting perfectly, and said.
"I'm not blaming you or saying you did wrong. I just want to know why."
At my comforting words, the fidgeting Haruka murmured softly.
"Whenever you and Mom are together, I can't help but act like that for some reason."
I pondered her words for a moment, wondering what that could mean, but the answer came surprisingly simply.
"Pfft, so Haruka gets jealous too?"
"Jea...lous...?"
Haruka looked at me with a face that said she had no idea what I meant.
Her expression was so cute that I slowly explained.
"You didn't want me taken away by Miharu."
"Taken away? You?"
"Yeah. You felt like she was stealing me, so you acted that way."
Haruka thought it over with a pensive look before nodding and telling me.
"Yeah, that sounds right."
Of course Haruka knew what jealousy felt like.
She was fine with the idea of her mom and Takuya being together. But seeing it right in front of her—watching her mom rub her ass against Takuya and act all coquettish—ignited an inexplicable jealousy deep inside Haruka.
More precisely, it was seeing her mom casually do things Haruka couldn't, and Takuya enjoying it, that sparked those feelings automatically.
No. To be exact, it was jealousy mixed with worry.
What if Takuya ends up liking Mom more than me? No, even if not Mom, what if he only likes other girls? Won't my prince, who was just for me, disappear, leaving only Mom's prince behind?
Then I'd be isolated again, just like before.
That worry gnawed at Haruka's heart without her even realizing it.
Takuya patted Haruka's back as she mumbled to herself and said.
"I'll never abandon you or prefer Miharu over you. Even if it doesn't look like it, I'm a pretty greedy guy."
Haruka nodded at his words.
The Takuya she knew was indeed a greedy man.
That realization eased her mind a little.
'Still... you never know.
But her worries hadn't fully vanished.
She still couldn't shake the anxiety that Takuya might abandon her someday.
So she told him.
"Then prove it."
Prove that all these worries of hers were meaningless.
And to do it.
"With your body."
Using Takuya's body.
"Huh? With my body?"
"Yeah, with your body."
Takuya echoed her words in confusion.
We were already doing everything physically, so what more proof...?
As Takuya thought that.
"Urgh."
A stimulus hit my battered lower half.
The sudden sensation down there made me look down in confusion.
"Haruka?!"
Haruka was rubbing my half-erect cock back and forth against her pussy lips, teasing it.
I freaked out at the sight, but Haruka told me.
"I'm gonna milk every last drop of your cum. And this is..."
Swipe~ ♥ Swipe~ ♥ Swipe~ ♥
I grimaced at the sensation building in my lower half.
"Ngh!"
It wasn't even inserted, but it felt just like it was—something novel, yet incredibly arousing.
As I twitched from the sensations below, Haruka rocked her hips back and forth and murmured.
"...the warm-up for that."
She timed it perfectly, stopping her ghostly hip movements right as I felt myself about to cum, controlling my release.
I scowled at her perfect hip control, but Haruka kept managing my ejaculation regardless.
Just as I thought a hands-free orgasm was imminent with a bit more rubbing.
Squelch ♥
Suddenly, my cock was enveloped in something warm. Haruka, who'd been sliding side to side, now started bobbing up and down.
"Ooooh ♥"
Splat ♥ Splat ♥ Splat ♥
Only then did I realize Haruka had slipped my cock into her pussy.
"Ngh!"
But it was already too late.
I came inside Haruka's pussy mere moments after she inserted it.
-Splurt! Spluuurt!! Spluuurt!
Having held back for so long, it wasn't as much as the first time, but still a hefty load.
Plus, with my cum-hungry mind clearing up.
'Haa...'
Reality crashed down on me hard.
More precisely, the realization of why I was letting a girl pin me down and manage my orgasms like this.
Sure, there were a lot of girls, but did I really deserve this treatment?
I had zero reason to put up with it (though really, I just had no conscience).
And so.
I shoved off Haruka, who was about to manage my next ejaculation, and sat up.
I then grabbed two bottles each of stamina recovery potion and virility booster from the pocket of my nearby clothes, downed them all, and said.
"Whew, you've had your fun so far? Now it's my turn."
For the record, I'd never taken two of each at once, so I had no idea what would happen next.
But my partner, already swollen red and throbbing like it was ready to burst.
Throb~ ♥
"Eek ♥"
"Alright, let's have some real fun."
I could instinctively tell it wouldn't let this slide easily.
Miharu sighed to herself as she went to grab drinks.
'Haa... Me and my immaturity...'
More precisely, she was wallowing in self-loathing as she recalled the staring contest with her daughter just now.
'At my age, getting into a pissing match with my own daughter over a guy! I'm insane!'
It was ridiculous. Anyone hearing she'd fought her daughter for a man's attention would laugh her out of the room.
Snapping out of it, Miharu gathered some drinks and thought.
'As the mom, I should yield.'
She resolved not to show any more unseemly behavior.
With that determination, Miharu opened the door and stepped back into the room. But the moment she did, her resolve proved pointless.
"Ooooh ♥!! I'm sorry ♥ P-Please, go easy─Kyaaa ♥♥"
"This sow still hasn't learned her lesson!"
-Slap!
"Hiiiing ♥♥"
She couldn't even utter a word.
'W-What the hell?!'
Miharu was speechless at the sight before her—not sex, but a brutal, beast-like mating.
But she had no time to think.
Her daughter's body, which had been getting pounded mercilessly, suddenly shuddered violently.
-Squirt! Squirrrt! Spluuuush...
She squirted everywhere and passed out on the spot.
"Whew... Perfect onahole pussy. Hm? Oh."
He tossed the unconscious Haruka onto the bed carelessly and turned to Miharu, who held the drinks, saying.
"Miharu."
"Y-Yeah? W-What is it, Takuya?"
Miharu snapped to attention at Takuya's sudden casual tone and stammered a question. Takuya grinned, approached her, and said.
Or rather.
"Takuya?"
-Slap!
He smacked her ass hard.
"Not your Master?"
-Grip.
His tone made it clear: who did she think she was, talking back?
At that, Miharu realized exactly who she was dealing with.
"S-Sorry ♥ Master ♥"