We're Not Related by Blood
The kiss with Taira Yukiko was sweet as honey. I pulled her tight against me as our lips met, and she responded by sliding her hands behind my head, holding me close. She broke the kiss for a moment, glanced at the lights I had left on, and spoke in that refined, maternal voice.
“It’s outside and far too bright here. Let’s go inside, hmm?”
“Sounds good… whoa!”
The moment I agreed and tried to move, Taira Yukiko cupped my face with both hands and pulled me back into another kiss. We stumbled into the house like passionate lovers from a movie, kissing fiercely the entire way. We kicked off our shoes in a hurry and kept devouring each other right there in the entryway. Taira Yukiko claimed my lips like someone starved for a week.
I laid her down on the wide sofa in the first-floor living room and continued the kiss. We were too impatient to make it to the bedroom upstairs. Our mouths stayed locked, tongues twisting and coiling like mating snakes, exchanging sweet saliva. Our hands were just as frantic. Taira Yukiko worked to strip me while I did the same to her. When I slid the straps off her shoulders and unzipped the back of her dress, a black bra emerged, barely containing her generous breasts.
I cupped them over the fabric. They were soft yet resilient, the kind of breasts that felt incredible even through a layer of cloth. She couldn’t moan while we kissed, but her hot, excited breaths told me everything. Taira Yukiko’s breathing grew warmer the longer I fondled her. The peaks beneath the bra gradually stiffened under my palms. So that’s where her nipples are. I pinched one between my thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently.
“Haaahng!”
Unable to endure the pleasure, Taira Yukiko broke the kiss and let out a sweet, melodic moan. I wanted to hear more of it. Taking advantage of the moment, I peeled away the rest of her clothing.
Her body could be summed up in three words: voluptuous, white, and pink. I had already known her figure was exceptional from the curves that showed even through her clothes, but seeing her completely naked was overwhelming. Against her flawless, porcelain skin, those pink nipples stood out even more vividly.
“Yukiko, you’re beautiful.”
There were no more formalities or honorifics. Taira Yukiko—no, simply Yukiko—was my woman now. She must have understood the meaning behind my words, because her eyes sparkled with pure delight.
“Hold me, Ryuta…”
Yukiko reached out to me with open arms. It was the gesture of a woman aching for love. I moved toward her like metal drawn to a magnet and embraced her. My weight pressed her breasts flat, the hard nipples dragging against my skin and sending sparks through me. By then I was naked too, so we explored each other’s bodies, savoring the warmth of bare skin. Simply rubbing against one another steadily built our arousal higher.
Soon our lips met again and we began caressing each other’s most sensitive places. Touching her bare breasts was far better than over the bra. Watching them change shape under my hands filled me with strange satisfaction.
“Huuuuaang…! A man’s touch after so long feels so good!”
To please her even more, I lavished her breasts with persistent attention. Her skin flushed deeper as heat rose through her body. After nearly ten minutes of focused teasing, her eyes rolled back and her head tilted upward in climax.
“Haaahng! Yes, Ryuta, yes! I love it…!”
She trembled and went limp for a moment, but the long-suppressed desires of a widow clearly needed more. She recovered quickly, eyes gleaming.
“Now it’s my turn.”
With a seductive, succubus-like smile and gaze, she sat me on the sofa. She grasped my proudly rigid cock, looked up at me, and began to lick.
“Ugh!!”
The pleasure hit so hard my toes curled and a groan tore from my throat. This was the most skilled fellatio I had ever experienced. The moment I moaned, Yukiko’s face took on a mischievous, almost demonic little smile, as if she had discovered my weakness, and she sucked me with even greater enthusiasm.
While I struggled to stay sane under the onslaught of pleasure, Yukiko grew so excited that her dripping arousal formed a small puddle on the floor.
“Ugh…!”
Even while gagging, she took my thick length all the way into her throat and held it there. She buried her nose deep against my lower abdomen, inhaling my scent greedily, while her hand slipped down to stroke her own pussy. A scent fetish, apparently. Don’t tell me she was the one stealing my underwear all those times.
After savoring my scent, she resumed bobbing her head at high speed, her technique reaching the level of mastery. The urge to cum rose rapidly.
“Yukiko, I’m going to cum…!”
At my words she pushed her head down again, taking me to the very back of her throat. As I erupted, she inhaled my scent and touched herself to her own climax. Could this be called a mutual orgasm? The pleasure was so intense it felt like my hips might give out.
Yukiko sucked out every last drop from my urethra before finally pulling her mouth away.
“Did that feel good?”
“Yes… incredibly good.”
“It was worth all the practice, then…”
She murmured it softly. So that level of skill came from practice? The thought was strangely endearing. I grabbed her arm, pulled her close, and hugged her. Our bare skin pressed together, and I could feel her heart racing against my chest.
“I can feel your heartbeat.”
She must have felt mine too, because she whispered it into my ear. The words themselves seemed to arouse her; my half-soft cock stiffened again, making its presence known. I laid her down and spread her legs. Her beautiful pink pussy glistened before me, flushed and soaked after two orgasms.
I licked the entrance, tasting her. The flavor was tart, laced with pheromones that could drive any man wild.
“Mmm…! Haaang…”
Yukiko closed her eyes and simply enjoyed my attentions. Feeling playful, I flicked my tongue lightly across her clitoris.
“Haaang! Too intense…! Haaang…”
I kept teasing her clit until her juices squirted out with wet sounds. Unable to bear any more, she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me upward. Then she whispered into my ear, “Put it in.”
Following her plea, I pressed the tip of my cock against her entrance and slowly pushed inside. Her inner walls wrapped around the head, welcoming a man after so long. The sensation was exquisite.
“Huuuung! Haang!”
She writhed even though only the head was inside, nails raking down my back to express her pleasure. I pushed deeper, inch by inch. The folds inside her caressed me like living things. In response I thrust all the way in, rubbing her cervix with my glans.
“Hiaang!! I’ve never felt this full before!”
Being the one to show her this for the first time filled me with pride. I began to move my hips in a steady rhythm. Tears slipped from Yukiko’s eyes as she felt a man inside her again after so long. Those tears awakened something dark and sadistic in me. Without realizing it, I sped up.
Slap! Slap! Her pussy was already drenched from two climaxes, and the sound of our flesh colliding grew loud and obscene. But even that was nothing compared to her voice.
“Aaang! Deeper, deeper! Haaang!”
She was already moaning so loudly I wondered how I could possibly go any deeper when I was already battering her cervix. Still, I thrust harder. Yukiko spread her legs wider, doing everything she could to take me as deep as possible.
“Haang! Yes! Haaang! I love you, Ryuta! I love you!”
“I love you too, Yukiko!”
“Kiss me… kiss me, please!”
We shared a fierce kiss, exchanging fluids above and below. Saliva mingled in our mouths while precum and her nectar mixed between our hips. I kept pounding into her. The pleasure from my cock grew so overwhelming that my vision blurred. As I swelled, on the verge of release, Yukiko spread her legs as wide as they would go and gripped my ass with both hands, pulling me into her deepest place.
“Huu!! I’m cumming!”
“Haaang~! Aaang!! Give it to me! Fill my pussy with Ryuta’s cum…!”
The moment she pressed me deep and I drove my cock against her cervix, I expanded to my limit and erupted. If the last orgasm had nearly broken my hips, this one felt like my soul was pouring out with every spurt. Spurt after spurt.
“Haaaa!!! I’m cumming too♡ Haa…. Aaang♥”
“Ugh!! It feels incredible, Yukiko’s pussy.”
We climaxed together, my cock pressed flush against her with no space left. At that instant her inner walls clamped down so tightly that another groan escaped me.
“Aa…! So warm…!”
After the wave of climax passed, Yukiko stroked her lower belly with a languid, satisfied expression. I finished completely and withdrew. Her grip was so strong that her pussy lips clung to me as I pulled out. Soon my semen began to flow back out in thick, creamy surges.
Hmm… So this is a creampie.
“Shall we continue in bed?”
At my question, Yukiko nodded shyly.
Can a widow in her thirties really be this adorable?