Walking back to the bedroom, Mira could feel her panty sticking to her vagina and already riding up the slit. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel~fire~net
She was too damn wet.
Entering her room, she barely stopped herself from clicking her tongue in annoyance upon seeing her husband already asleep. Under normal circumstances, she would have kissed his head and sweetly whispered, 'good night'. However, tonight she wanted to be fucked.
She was desperate to ride something hot and stiff right now or she might get crazy. Although she didn't have a massive libido like a nymphomaniac, she still likes to have sex at least once a week.
'Waking him up would be no good...' A rational part of her mind knew that her husband must be too tired because of work, as such, waking him up wouldn't get her what she desired.
She finally settled for a quick lone ranger for tonight.
Slipping inside the bathroom she covered the pot and sat over the lid before parting her legs and dipping her fingers inside her panty.
The musky scent of her precum permeated across the bathroom as she felt the sticky substance all over her fingers just upon sliding her fingers inside.
Unstrapping her dress, she massaged her right breast while her other hand began to massage her labia with her index and middle fingers joined. The cameltoe was drizzled with her juices, providing her with a smooth momentum.
She moved her pussy lips in a round movement before finally inserting both fingers inside the small puckering hole at the end of her cunt, allowing the other two fingers to get pressed against her hips.
"Ahnnnn...haah..." Mira moaned softly feeling her own fingers inside her twat as she rested her heels on the stool nearby and the other one on the cold surface as she enjoyed some self-love.
Her fingers pinched and messages her teat wildly. The treatment toward her own flesh was quite rough—something that her husband never does for her. He was so gentlemanly that she never asked him to be rough with her body.
Although he could be hardcore from time to time, spanking or biting never was in his plans during intercourse.
"Hnnngh... it's your fault...anata...ahnngh...ahh... feels good...ahh..." Mira moaned in delight as her finger fucking increased and the sound of liquid squelching resonated throughout the washroom.
Suddenly, the image of Minoru's teary and frightened face appeared in her mind as Mira's vigor increased.
The sense of guilt and taboo was erased from her mind as she restlessly fucked herself in and out. The face of the little boy appeared in her mind to be lying down naked on the bed with a timid expression on his face. His small prick stood in attention as Mira teased the boy with her bombshell of a body.
"Hnngh....ahhh..." Just the mere imagination of seeing Minoru in such a state was enough to hit it off, as a thin stream of liquid, ejaculated from her vagina and fell on the ground.
Her body rippled because of the sensation with her mind turning numb for a moment. Her lips remained agape as she finally squirted her pent-up lust.
After a moment of silence, Mira took out her fingers which were entirely coated with her cum as some words left her lips,
"Fufu...she had a blast I suppose..." From the first floor, Minoru was able to hear his mother masturbating in her bathroom—thanks to the fact that he could enhance his senses to an inhumane level.
He was naturally acting timidly in front of her previous to rouse her inner desire, and as he thought, she masturbated for a quite good amount of time before climaxing.
And the best part, she even was saying his name while finger fucking herself. Although she was regretting it now, Minoru was content with the fact that the way into Mira's pants was now open.
"Don't worry, mother. I will soon make you happy..." Minoru can fuck Mira any moment he wants by utilizing his skills and charming her to the point where she couldn't escape his allure.
However, he didn't want to use such excessive ways on the people close to him. Like the football captain was just Minoru's reliance to get into the team. Afterward, Minrou wasn't going to keep seeing that guy. The same goes for the bakery lady or the guy he fucked on the train.
Well, he doesn't even know the identity of the last one.
He was just fulfilling the desires of the people he comes in contact with and gets done with it. Minoru would only be in regular contact with people who matter to him. Like his family, Koori and Akisu.
'Talking about that guy...I should meet him tomorrow as Miku and cheer him up...' Akisu has begun to change himself for good; however, he was taking things a little too seriously.
Although keeping oneself in shape was good, Akisu was going on extreme measures from the get-go which might have adverse effects on him.
Minoru remembered the gym Akisu had joined, as such, he would need a Miku to remind her soon-to-be lover, how Akisu should keep things in moderation.
"Hmm?" Minoru broke out of his daze as he heard the door knocks.
He already heard his mother going back to bed, and his father hadn't left the room, most probably. That concludes the person on the other side must be,
"Shi-ah!" As Minoru opened the door, his tongue got tied in the middle of pronouncing her name.
The reason was the apparel Shiori wore at the moment was anything but normal.
A black negligee with frills and a healthy amount of skin exposure around her bust and legs. She was wearing heavy perfume and very light makeup—however, the redness on her cheeks was all so natural.
Looking up at him with her droopy eyes, she asked,
"C-can I talk to you for a bit?"
Naturally, rejecting such a lovely girl was the last thing that came into his mind.