//** This chapter Took me a week to do it. I really Liked creating the NSFW chapter for Miyano Akemi. Please give it a try. ** //
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Late at night, Fujiwara Takuya lounged in his room, waiting with lazy anticipation.
Miyano Akemi had just tricked her little sister into staying behind, then slipped out of her own room and padded quietly down the hall to Takuya's door.
The thought of delivering herself to him in the dead of night made her shake her head and mutter a few choice curses under her breath.
After a moment of silent self-scolding, she squared her shoulders, pushed the door open with the lightest touch, and stepped inside.
The moment Akemi disappeared into Takuya's room, Miyano Shiho quietly left her sister's bedroom.
Watching the door close behind Akemi, a knowing look crossed her face. *As expected.*
She had known all along that her sister wasn't sneaking out for a midnight snack.
No—Akemi had only one destination in mind at this hour: Fujiwara Takuya.
Of course, if you considered Fujiwara Takuya himself the "midnight snack," then technically Akemi *was* going for a late-night bite.
And judging by past evidence, that particular snack was probably delicious.
Shiho's mind drifted into fantasy.
She had no real experience with that kind of nights, so all she could do was imagine—vividly—what her sister and Takuya might be doing behind that closed door.
Lost in thought, her feet carried her closer until she stood right outside Takuya's room, curiosity burning hotter than caution.
She pressed nearer, ears straining, dying to know exactly what was happening inside.
Inside the room, Miyano Akemi gathered her courage and walked straight to the bed.
Takuya glanced up as she approached.
He wasn't startled—he'd been the one to summon her through the system, after all.
Still, he tugged the quilt back in invitation, then dramatically closed his eyes and sprawled out like a man resigned to his fate.
"You're hungry again?" he drawled without opening his eyes. "Want to eat me up? I already know you do, so go ahead. Don't hold back."
Akemi's eye twitched.
She suddenly felt an urge to smack him.
Had she really attacked him *that* many times in the middle of the night? Apparently enough that Fujiwara Takuya now treated it like a routine.
Outside, Shiho overheard the exchange and her expression turned strange.
So this wasn't a one-time thing.
Her sister had been sneaking in for "midnight snacks" regularly—and Takuya sounded completely used to it.
She wondered just how many nights Akemi had come here... and whether she'd ever actually left satisfied.
"I didn't come here to *eat* you tonight," Akemi said, voice tight. "I came to be with you."
"You want to sleep with me?" Takuya cracked one eye open, mock-serious. "Impossible. I have a girlfriend. How could I possibly be with you?"
He sounded righteous, almost noble.
Akemi stared, dumbfounded.
This was the same man who never refused her advances before—who sometimes even took the lead, holding her head and feeding her without a shred of gentleness. And now he was playing the virtuous boyfriend?
She wasn't buying it for a second.
"Doesn't matter," she shot back. "I don't care that you have a girlfriend. I just want to be with you."
Shiho, still eavesdropping, nearly choked. *Since when did my sister become this shameless?*
"Then you take the lead," Takuya said, closing his eyes again with exaggerated innocence. "I won't move a muscle. That way, when it's over, I can honestly say you bullied me."
Akemi clenched her fists so hard her nails bit into her palms. This bastard—he wanted all the benefits and none of the blame. And somehow the system rated *this* guy as an S-class talent? The bar really must be low these days.
She was about to hand him her virginity on a silver platter, and instead of gratitude, he was making her do all the work.
Outside, Shiho silently agreed with her sister's unspoken outrage.
She'd never met anyone so brazenly shameless.
💖 [R-18 Scene] 💖
Akemi was wearing a purple silk nightgown clinging to her body like a second skin.
The light fabric brushed her legs as she walked, its dark purple color catching the moonlight from the window.
Her heart hammered against her ribs, but she refused to let the nervousness show. She had come here for this—deliberately, shamelessly—and she wasn't backing down now.
Takuya lounged against the headboard, one arm lazily tucked behind his head, wearing nothing but a pair of black boxers that did little to hide the growing bulge beneath.
He cracked one eye open as she approached the bed, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips.
Akemi climbed onto the mattress without a word, the silk riding up her legs.
💖She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her soft, warm body flush against his chest in a tight, needy hug.
Her breasts molded against him through the thin gown, nipples already peaked from anticipation and the cool night air.
Takuya didn't move to return the embrace.
Instead, he let out a low, dramatic sigh, voice drawling with that infuriating mix of innocence and mockery.
💖"Mmm… I won't make a move, Akemi. Not even a finger. You're the one who came sneaking in here at midnight, so you take the lead. I'll just lie here like a good, faithful boyfriend who's being tragically seduced."
Akemi's eye twitched.
The bastard.
Even now, with her practically draped over him, he was playing the victim.
She could feel the heat of his skin, the steady thump of his heart, and—lower—the unmistakable hardness pressing against her thigh through his boxers. Yet he still had the gall to sound righteous.
"Shut up," she muttered, voice tight with a mix of irritation and desire. "You always say that, then you—"
Before he could finish his next teasing remark, she cupped his face with both hands and crushed her mouth to his in a passionate kiss.
💖Her lips were soft but demanding, parting immediately to let her tongue slide against his, tasting him deeply, hungrily.
A soft, breathy "mmh~…" escaped her as the kiss deepened, her fingers threading into his hair.
While her mouth devoured his, her hands moved downward with purpose.
She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and tugged them down in one smooth motion.
💖The fabric slid over his hips, freeing his large cock, which sprang up heavy and thick against his abdomen. It was impressive—long, veined, the head already glistening with a bead of precum, easily the biggest she had ever seen, not that she had seen any.
Akemi broke the kiss for half a second just to glance down, a flush creeping up her neck.
"Hah…" she breathed, eyes wide but determined. "Look at you…"
Takuya remained perfectly still from the waist down, true to his word, though his hands twitched at his sides. "See? Not moving a muscle. You're the one bullying me tonight, remember?"
Akemi didn't dignify that with a reply.
Instead, she straddled his hips, the purple silk nightgown pooling around her thighs like liquid amethyst.
She reached between them, her slender fingers wrapping around his thick cock—god, it was so hot, so heavy in her palm—and guided the swollen head to her slick pussy entrance.
She was a virgin, untouched until this moment, but the weeks of stolen touches and fantasies had left her soaked.
💖Slowly, torturously, she began to sink down.
"Ahh~…!" A soft, shaky moan slipped from her lips as the thick head parted her folds and pushed inside.
The stretch burned sweetly—her tight pussy walls clenching around the intrusion, resisting at first.
💖She paused, breathing hard, forehead pressed to his shoulder. "Nngh~… it's… so big, Takuya…"
"Take your time," he murmured, voice low and teasing even as he kept his hips completely still. "I'm not going anywhere."
Akemi bit her lip and continued lowering herself, inch by inch, until she was fully seated in his lap.
A tiny whimper escaped her—"Haaah~ huh~…"—when she felt him bottom out deep inside her, pressing against places she didn't even know existed.
💖A faint trace of blood mixed with her wetness on his shaft, but the pain quickly melted into overwhelming fullness and pleasure.
She stayed there for a long moment, adjusting, her inner walls fluttering around his girth.
Then she started to move.
Slow, deliberate rolls of her hips.
Up… and down.
The purple silk whispered against their joined bodies with every motion.
💖Her hands braced on his chest as she rode him in a languid cowgirl rhythm, savoring every thick inch sliding in and out of her virgin pussy.
"Mmm~… ahh~…" Soft, breathy moans spilled from her with each downward stroke. "Takuya~… you feel… sodeep~…"
💖His hands finally moved—just his hands—settling firmly on the soft, round cheeks of her ass beneath the silk.
He didn't thrust up, didn't take control; he simply gripped her, fingers sinking into the plush flesh, kneading gently as she fucked herself on his cock.
The sensation made her shiver.
💖"Fuck… your ass feels perfect in my hands," he groaned quietly, eyes half-lidded in pleasure but still refusing to buck his hips.
"Keep going just like that… nice and slow. Make yourself feel good."
Akemi's pace stayed unhurried, sensual.
She rose until only the head remained inside her, then sank back down, grinding her clit against his pelvis at the bottom of every stroke.
💖The wet, slick noises of her pussy taking him echoed through the room—obscene yet intimate.
Her nightgown had slipped off one shoulder, exposing the curve of one breast, the nipple hard and begging.
"Ahh~… haa~… mmh~!" Her moans grew a little louder, a little needier as pleasure coiled tighter in her belly.
💖She could feel every ridge, every vein of his massive cock dragging along her sensitive walls.
Her juices coated him, dripping down to soak his balls and the sheets beneath.
Takuya's fingers flexed on her ass, squeezing harder, encouraging her without breaking his "I won't move" rule.
"That's it… just like that. You're so tight around me, Akemi. Virgin pussy swallowing every inch… Arggh~…"
💖Her silk-covered breasts touched his chest as she leaned in for another kiss, their tongues intertwined in a passionate embrace, all while her hips moved in a slow, seductive rhythm.
The pressure built steadily, her clit rubbing perfectly with every circle of her hips.
Her thighs trembled.
"I'm… getting close…" she whispered against his lips, voice trembling. "It feels so good… ahh~… I can't—"
Her movements grew just a fraction faster, still controlled, still slow and deep.
Takuya's hands guided her ass in tiny circles, helping her grind without ever thrusting himself. The coil in her core snapped suddenly.
"Ahhn—! Takuya—!" Akemi cried out softly, her whole body shuddering as her first orgasm crashed over her.
Her pussy clenched rhythmically around his thick cock, and then—she squirted.
💕 SQUIRT! SQUIRT! 💕
A hot, gushing flood of clear fluid sprayed out around his shaft, soaking his abs, his thighs, and the sheets in pulsing waves. "Haaah…! Mmmph~!"
She kept riding through it, slow and shaky, milking every last drop of pleasure while her juices continued to squirt in smaller spurts with each downward stroke.
💖Her head fell back, purple silk slipping further down her arms, exposing both breasts as she trembled and moaned.
💖Takuya's grip on her ass tightened possessively, a low groan rumbling in his chest. "Shit… you just squirted all over me… good girl."
Akemi collapsed forward onto his chest, panting, still impaled on his throbbing cock, the aftershocks of her orgasm making her walls flutter around him.
[R-18 Scene End]
"Hiss—why the hell did you pour so much water on me?" Takuya suddenly gasped.
"Shut up," Akemi snapped. "Didn't you tell me to take the initiative? So lie there and take it like a good boy."
Shiho's imagination immediately ran wild. *So much water?* Was Akemi angry enough to literally dump cold water on him? Or… was this one of those filthy scenes from the third-rate erotic novels she'd secretly read? Her brain was clearly corrupted.
Still, she didn't budge. She was staying right here. She wanted to know exactly how long her sister would take.
Just when Shiho thought things might be wrapping up, Akemi's voice drifted out again.
"I told you I'd be quick. I can't leave Shiho waiting forever. Let's end tonight's 'date' here. I'll finish cleaning you up in a few minutes and head back."
"What the hell?" Takuya sounded genuinely offended.
"Are you looking down on me or something? You don't want to be with me? A proper night date should last hours, not minutes!"
He felt insulted. Deeply.
Give him the chance and he could go from dusk till dawn—but clearly Akemi didn't have the stamina for that.
He still remembered those all-nighters spent reading novels.
Tonight, he was pulling an all-nighter for a very different kind of "study"—Akemi's anatomy.
Life was good.
"An hour?" Akemi's scalp prickled at the thought. "We really have to go for a full hour?"
It was already the middle of the night.
She just wanted to finish quickly and crawl into bed for some actual sleep. If this dragged on for an hour she'd be a wreck—physically *and* mentally.
Outside, Shiho sneered inwardly. *An hour? Does this guy even have the stamina for that? Newbie delusions.*
She'd half-expected Akemi to emerge any minute now.
Instead, the sounds that followed shattered that hope.
A sharp smack rang out—Takuya's hand connecting with Akemi's ass—followed by her sister's startled cry, a mix of pain and unwilling pleasure.
Shiho winced. It sounded brutal.
Like full-on domestic violence. Her sister was actually crying out, begging for mercy in broken gasps.
The noises were raw, heartbreaking… and strangely intense.
She hadn't expected Takuya to be *this* ruthless in bed.
Images of Akemi in tears flashed through Shiho's mind. *What kind of taste does my sister have? Picking a guy like this and then letting him smack her around?*
The sounds grew louder, more desperate.
💖[R-18 Scene Continued]💖
With a soft whimper, she pushed weakly against his chest and tried to lift her hips, intending to slide off his cock. The movement made her walls clench involuntarily around him, drawing a low hiss from Takuya, but she forced herself to speak.
"I… I told you I'd be quick," she murmured, voice hoarse and breathless.
Her cheeks burned with embarrassment. "I can't leave Shiho waiting forever. Let's end tonight's 'date' here. I'll… I'll finish cleaning you up in a few minutes and head back."
Takuya's eyes, which had been half-lidded in lazy pleasure, snapped open. He stared at her for a long second, the lazy smirk fading into something almost comically offended. His hands, which had been resting possessively on her ass, tightened.
"What the hell?" he drawled, voice dripping with genuine disbelief. "Akemi! Are you looking down on me or something? You don't want to be with me? A proper night date should last hours, not minutes!"
💖Akemi blinked, still trying to ease herself off him, but his grip on her ass held her firmly in place. "Takuya, it's already the middle of the night. I'm exhausted, and Shiho—"
"An hour?" he cut her off, sounding deeply insulted. "We really have to go for a full hour? No—longer. You think a few minutes of you riding me like a shy little virgin is all I've got? That's cute, Akemi. Really cute."
Before she could protest again, one of his hands lifted and came down hard on her right ass cheek with a sharp, resounding smack.
💕 SMACK! 💕
"AH!" Akemi yelped, her whole body jolting.
The sting bloomed hot and immediate across her soft flesh, making her pussy clench hard around his cock. "Takuya—!"
💕 SMACK! 💕
He smacked her again, harder, on the same cheek. The sound echoed in the quiet room—loud, obscene, possessive.
"Nngh—! Stop that, you bastard—ahh!"
But even as she gasped the words, her hips twitched involuntarily, pushing down on him another inch.
The pain mixed with the lingering pleasure in a way that made her head spin.
Takuya's expression shifted from mock-offense to that familiar, shameless grin.
"You came here to be with me, remember? Sneaking into my room in that pretty purple silk thing, hugging me, kissing me, taking my cock like you were starving for it. And now you want to run off after one little orgasm? Insulting. Deeply insulting."
💕 SMACK! 💕
He smacked her ass a third time, the impact making her breasts bounce against his chest.
The silk nightgown had ridden up completely now, exposing everything.
Akemi whimpered, "Haa… it hurts… but—Ooh~ mmh~ Shiho is waiting—"
Position 1: Hardcore Missionary
"Shiho can wait," he growled, voice low and commanding now, all pretense of "I won't move" gone.
In one fluid motion, he grabbed her hips with both hands and flipped them over.
Akemi gasped as her back hit the mattress, the luxurious sheets cool against her overheated skin.
Takuya loomed over her instantly, settling between her spread thighs in perfect missionary position.
💖His massive cock never left her pussy—he simply followed the movement, sinking even deeper as gravity helped him bottom out with a wet squelch.
"Ahhn~! Too deep—!" Akemi's back arched, her hands flying up to clutch his shoulders. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, digging into his lower back.
Takuya didn't give her a second to adjust.
He pulled back slowly—almost tenderly—until only the thick head remained inside her, then slammed forward in one brutal, powerful thrust.
The force drove the air from her lungs.
"HAAH—!"
The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room as he immediately set a punishing rhythm—hard, deep, relentless.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
Each thrust was measured but savage, his hips snapping forward with enough power to make the heavy bedframe creak.
💖Her virgin pussy, still so tight and sensitive from her first orgasm, stretched wide around his girth, the slick sounds of her juices and his pre-cum echoing obscenely with every plunge.
"Mmmph~… ahh~… Takuya—slow down—ngh~!" Akemi whimpered, her head tossing from side to side on the pillow.
Her purple nightgown was now completely disheveled, the silk bunched uselessly under her breasts, leaving them fully exposed and jiggling with every brutal thrust.
But Takuya only grinned down at her, eyes dark with lust and that infuriating triumph.
"Slow down? You wanted to leave after minutes. Now you're getting hours, sweetheart. Take it."
He leaned down, mouth latching onto her left breast without warning.
💖His lips closed around the stiff pink nipple, sucking hard, tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.
At the same time, he kept pounding into her—deep, grinding thrusts that made his heavy balls slap against her ass.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
"Ahh~!… Haah~… mmh~…!" Akemi cried out, the dual sensation overwhelming.
💖The wet heat of his mouth on her breast sent sparks straight to her core, while his cock battered against her cervix with every thrust.
"Annh~… your mouth—ahh~ it feels… too good~!"
💖He sucked greedily, hollowing his cheeks, then released the nipple with a wet pop only to drag his tongue across the soft underside of her breast, leaving a shiny trail of saliva.
He moved to the right breast next, latching on just as fiercely, teeth grazing the nipple lightly before sucking it deep into his mouth.
All the while, his hips never stopped.
Hardcore, piston-like thrusts—fast, deep, merciless.
The head of his cock kissed her cervix on every inward stroke, stretching her inner walls to their limit.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
💖Her pussy made filthy, squelching noises around him, her juices coating his shaft and dripping down to soak the sheets beneath her ass.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned against her breast, voice muffled. "Virgin pussy gripping me like it never wants to let go. And you thought you could just leave after one round? Pathetic."
💕 SMACK! 💕
His right hand came down on her ass again, the angle in missionary allowing him to reach under and spank her freely. The sting made her clench hard around him.
"AHN—! Takuya—please—hanh~!"
"Please what?" he taunted, switching breasts again, sucking the left one back into his mouth while his hand kneaded and spanked the reddening cheek of her ass in rhythm with his thrusts.
"Please stop? Or please fuck me harder?"
Akemi's answer was a broken whimper. "Mmmph~… haa… I can't—ngh—think—ahh~!"
Her walls fluttered wildly around him, another orgasm building fast from the relentless assault.
💖The combination of his thick cock stretching her, the constant grinding against her g-spot, and his expert mouth devouring her breasts was too much for her inexperienced body.
Takuya felt it.
💖He released her nipple with a lewd suck, strings of saliva connecting his lips to the swollen peak, and looked down at her flushed, tear-streaked face with a smirk.
"Gonna cum again already? Good girl. Cum on my cock while I fill you up."
He slammed into her even harder, hips pistoning like a machine.
The bed shook.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
Skin slapped loudly. His mouth returned to her breasts, alternating between them—licking broad stripes, sucking the nipples until they were puffy and glistening, occasionally biting down just enough to make her yelp.
Akemi's moans grew higher, more desperate. "Ahh~! Takuya—! I'm—Hnngh~ cumming—Hahh~—again—!"
Her second orgasm hit like a tidal wave.
Her pussy spasmed violently around his thrusting cock, milking him, and she squirted again—💕 SQUIRT! SQUIRT! 💕 hot, clear fluid gushing out around his shaft with every deep plunge, soaking his abs and her own thighs.
Takuya groaned deeply, the rhythmic clenching pushing him over the edge. "Fuck—taking it all—!"
He buried himself to the hilt and came hard.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! 💕
Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted deep inside her virgin pussy, painting her walls white.
💖Spurt after spurt—more than she thought possible—flooding her until she could feel her belly slightly swell from the sheer volume.
Some of it leaked out around his cock despite how tightly she gripped him, mixing with her squirt on the sheets.
But he didn't stop.
💖Even as he was still cumming, Takuya kept thrusting through his orgasm—slow, grinding strokes that pushed his seed deeper into her.
The wet, creamy sounds were obscene now, cum squelching loudly with every movement.
Akemi whimpered, oversensitive, "… too much—mmh~—it's still coming out—ahh~!"
"It's just my first load," he panted lightly against her breast, licking lazily at her nipple while still rocking into her.
"We're nowhere near done. You insulted my stamina, remember?"
He gave her only a few seconds of shallow thrusts before picking up speed again.
💖His cock, still rock-hard despite having just cum, plunged back into the creamy mess of her pussy. The lubrication made every thrust smoother, deeper, filthier.
💕 SMACK! SMACK! 💕
Two more hard spanks on her ass as he fucked her through the aftershocks.
"Nngh—! Takuya—slow—please—haaah~!"
"No slowing down," he growled, mouth latching onto her right breast again, sucking so hard her back arched off the bed.
His left hand squeezed the other breast, pinching the nipple between his fingers while his tongue flicked rapidly over the one in his mouth.
💖The pace was brutal now—hardcore missionary at its rawest.
His hips snapped forward with enough force that her entire body jolted upward on the bed each time.
💖Her legs were splayed wide, knees pushed toward her shoulders, allowing him even deeper access.
The head of his cock pounded her cervix relentlessly, as if trying to reach into her womb.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
Akemi's moans turned into continuous whimpers. "Ahh~… angh~… mmmh~… it's so deep—ngh~ your cock is splitting me—haa~!"
"That's right," he murmured around her nipple, sucking greedily. "This pussy is mine now. You came here to give it to me—now take every inch."
Minutes blurred.
💖The wet slapping sounds, the creak of the bed, her broken whimpers, his low groans—all filled the luxurious room.
Sweat glistened on both their bodies.
Her purple silk nightgown was completely ruined, soaked with sweat and fluids, clinging transparently to her skin where it still covered anything at all.
Takuya switched breasts again, devouring the left one with the same hungry intensity—licking, sucking, biting gently, then soothing with his tongue.
All while his cock hammered into her without mercy.
Akemi felt another orgasm building impossibly fast. "I'm—ahhn~ gonna cum again—Takuya—please—mmh~… too much~!"
"Cum then," he ordered, voice rough. "Milk another load out of me."
He angled his hips slightly, grinding the base of his cock against her clit on every thrust. The added stimulation sent her over the edge.
"HAHH—! Cumming—ahhhn~—!"
Her third orgasm ripped through her, pussy convulsing wildly, another small squirt mixing with the cum already inside her.
💕 SQUIRT! 💕
Takuya groaned loudly, burying his face between her breasts as he came for the second time.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! 💕
Thick jets of semen flooded her again—pulse after pulse—adding to the first creampie until her pussy was overflowing.
💖Creamy white cum leaked out around his pistoning cock in thick rivulets, dripping down her ass crack onto the sheets.
Still, he didn't pull out.
💕 Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! 💕
He kept fucking her through both their orgasms, the squelching now loud and constant, the mixture of cum and her juices making everything slick and messy.
💖Takuya panted lightly, lifting his head to look at her with that shameless, triumphant grin. "How's that for stamina, Akemi? Still think you can just leave after a few minutes?"
Akemi could barely form words.
Her body was limp, trembling, tears of overwhelming pleasure streaking her flushed cheeks.
"Haa… haa… you're… insane—Ugh~—Shiho… I need to—"
"Shiho can wait another hour," he cut her off, spanking her ass hard again for emphasis. "Or two."
💖He shifted her legs higher, hooking her knees over his elbows, folding her almost in half in a deep mating press variation of missionary.
The new angle let him drive even deeper—his cock now slamming straight into her womb with every thrust.
The pace became savage.
Fast. Hard. Unrelenting.
Skin slapped loudly—💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕 —echoing through the room.
💖Her breasts bounced wildly with every impact, and Takuya's mouth was back on them instantly—sucking one nipple deep, then the other, licking broad stripes across the soft flesh, leaving hickeys and bite marks.
Akemi's whimpers turned into constant, broken cries. "Ahh—! Angh—! Too deep—ngh~ gonna break—haaannh~ your cock is too big—Mmm~!"
"You can take it," he growled against her breast, sucking hard enough to make her see stars.
💖"You're going to take my every drop again."
The third round lasted longer.
Takuya fucked her with single-minded intensity, his hips a blur, cock plunging into the creamy, cum-filled depths of her pussy over and over.
💖The obscene sounds of cum being churned inside her filled the air—wet, squelching, filthy.
Akemi came again—her fourth orgasm—squirting weakly around his cock, her voice hoarse from moaning. "Cumming~ ahhn~again—Takuya—! Mmmph~!"
And still he kept going, mouth never leaving her breasts, licking and sucking like he was addicted to the taste of her skin, the hardness of her nipples.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of relentless pounding, Takuya buried himself to the hilt once more.
"My Third load—take it all Akemi—!"
💕 SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! 💕
He came with a deep, guttural groan, flooding her womb for the third time.
💖Rope after thick rope of hot cum pumped into her, so much that her lower belly visibly bulged slightly from the sheer volume.
Excess semen gushed out around his cock in creamy waves, soaking everything beneath them.
He kept thrusting slowly through it, grinding deep, making sure every last drop stayed inside her as much as possible.
💖Akemi lay beneath him, utterly wrecked—body limp, chest heaving, purple nightgown destroyed, breasts covered in saliva and light bite marks, pussy overflowing with his three massive creampies.
Her eyes were glassy, half-lidded, soft whimpers still escaping her lips with every shallow thrust he gave.
"Haa~… haa~… Takuya… you… monster…" she whispered weakly, but there was no real heat in it—only exhausted, sated awe.
💖Takuya finally stilled, still buried balls-deep inside her, and lifted his head from her breasts.
He looked down at her with that signature lazy, shameless smirk, lips shiny with saliva.
"See? We'll go for Hours, not minutes. And we're still not done if I say so." He gave her ass one last, affectionate smack beneath her. "Now… about that 'date' ending here…"
💖Akemi could only whimper softly in response, her body twitching around his still-hard cock, knowing deep down that tonight was far from over—and that, despite everything, she didn't entirely mind.
Akemi's body was still twitching beneath him, her pussy clenching weakly around his spent-but-still-hard cock as the third thick load of cum slowly leaked out around the thick shaft where it was buried to the hilt inside her.
💖Her breasts heaved with ragged breaths, flushed skin glistening under the dim moonlight filtering through the half-drawn curtains.
Strands of her messy dark hair stuck to her sweat-slicked forehead and cheeks, and her lips remained parted, soft whimpers still slipping out every few seconds.
"Haa~… haa~… Takuya… enough…" she managed to whisper, voice hoarse and trembling.
💖One weak hand pushed at his shoulder, though there was no real strength behind it. "Shiho… I have to go back to Shiho… she's waiting… I can't stay any longer…"
Takuya lifted his head from where he had been lazily licking the sweat from the valley between her breasts.
That familiar, shameless smirk curled his lips, but his eyes narrowed with exaggerated offense.
💖He stayed buried deep inside her, not even twitching his hips yet, simply letting his full weight rest on her in the missionary position as he looked down at her wrecked face.
💖"Enough?" he drawled, voice low and mocking, that signature lazy tone laced with pure disbelief. "You're still trying to run off? After just three loads? After you came so hard you soaked the entire bed? Akemi, you're really looking down on me tonight. Deeply insulting. I told you—a proper night date lasts hours. Not minutes. Not even one measly hour. And you think you can just pat me on the head, say 'thanks for the quickie,' and crawl back to your little sister like nothing happened?"
💖Akemi's eyes fluttered, still glassy from overstimulation. "You bastard… I never said—ngh~ quickie… I just… Shiho will worry… ahh…"
Takuya's smirk widened into something darker, more possessive.
💖Without another word, he pulled out of her with a wet, obscene squelch—thick ropes of his cum immediately gushing out of her stretched, puffy pussy and dripping down her ass crack onto the already ruined sheets.
Akemi whimpered at the sudden emptiness, her walls fluttering uselessly around nothing.
Position 2: Prone Bone
💖Before she could even try to roll away or sit up, Takuya's strong hands grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach in one smooth, effortless motion.
The movement made more cum leak out of her, splattering onto the rumpled sheets.
💖He immediately covered her body with his own, pressing her down flat into the mattress with his full weight.
Prone bone—her face turned to the side against the pillow, arms stretched out above her head, legs slightly spread beneath him.
💖His heavy cock, still glistening with their combined fluids, slapped hot and heavy against her ass cheeks before he angled his hips and pushed the thick head back against her leaking pussy entrance.
"Takuya—wait—mmph!" Akemi gasped, but her protest dissolved into a broken moan as he thrust forward hard, sinking every inch of his massive cock back into her cum-filled pussy in a single, relentless stroke.
💖The new position made him feel even bigger—deeper—stretching her walls to their absolute limit, the head pressing right against her cervix from this angle.
His pelvis slammed flush against her soft, reddened ass with a loud, echoing *PLAP*, the impact rippling through her flesh.
"There we go," he growled against her ear, hot breath fanning over her flushed skin.
"Now you're not going anywhere. I'm going to fuck you into the mattress until you can't even remember Shiho's name."
The dim lighting of the room cast long shadows across their joined bodies, the air thick with the heavy, musky scent of sweat and raw sex.
The luxurious mansion room was silent except for their ragged breathing and the wet, filthy sounds already starting to build.
Takuya's chest pressed fully against her back, pinning her completely, his hips drawing back only to slam forward again—hard, deep, punishing.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
The loud skin-slapping echoed off the high ceilings, each thrust driving his cock balls-deep into her stretched pussy with brutal force.
His full body weight added to every impact, grinding her clit against the soaked sheets beneath her while his pelvis slammed relentlessly into her ass.
💖Akemi's hands fisted the rumpled sheets tightly, knuckles white, her arched back trying desperately to lift even an inch—but he only pressed her down harder.
"Ahh—! Hanh~! Too deep—Aaanh~—Takuya~!" she whimpered, voice muffled against the pillow.
Her messy hair spilled across the sheets like dark silk, strands sticking to her tear-streaked cheeks.
💖Her eyes were already starting to glaze, lashes fluttering as overwhelming pleasure crashed through her inexperienced body.
Takuya's possessive gaze burned into the side of her face as he turned her head slightly with one hand, forcing her to look at him over her shoulder.
"Look at me while I fuck you like this," he ordered, voice rough but still carrying that teasing drawl.
"Eyes on me, Akemi. You're mine from now on. All of you."
💖He captured her parted lips in a messy, saliva-dripping kiss—tongues sliding hot and wet, strings of spit connecting them when he pulled back only to dive in again.
All the while his hips never stopped their intense thrusting.
💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕
The sound was constant, loud, obscene—his heavy balls slapping against her clit with every plunge, his cock stretching her pussy wide open around its girth, churning the three previous loads of cum into a creamy, frothy mess that leaked out around his shaft with every withdrawal.
"Aaanh~! Mmh~... ah~… Aaah~…!" Akemi moaned directly into the kiss, the sound vibrating between their joined mouths.
💖Her eyes rolled back slightly, tears of pure intensity gathering at the corners from the sheer overwhelming pleasure.
💖Every thrust felt like it was rearranging her insides—his thick cock dragging along every sensitive ridge inside her, the head battering her cervix, the base grinding against her swollen clit thanks to the prone angle.
💖Takuya broke the kiss with a wet pop, a thick string of saliva stretching between their lips before breaking.
He nipped at her earlobe, hot breath panting against her skin.
"That's it… take it all. Feel how deep I am? Your tight little virgin pussy—well, not so virgin anymore—is swallowing every inch like it was made for me. Listen to that sound—*PLAP—PLAP*—fuck, you're so wet and creamy from all my cum."
He shifted his weight slightly, pressing even more of his body onto hers, completely smothering her in his heat.
💖His hands slid under her chest to grope her bouncing—well, squished—breasts, pinching the sensitive nipples hard as he kept up the relentless pace.
The bed creaked loudly under the force of his thrusts, the rumpled sheets twisting further beneath them.
💖Akemi's first orgasm in this position hit her like a freight train after only a few minutes of the brutal pounding.
Her entire body seized up—back arching as much as his weight would allow, legs trembling violently beneath him, pussy clamping down like a vice around his pistoning cock.
"Ahhn~~! Cumming—! Takuya—Hnngh~! Mmmph~!" she cried out, voice breaking into high, gasping moans.
Her eyes rolled back completely, tears spilling down her flushed cheeks as full-body spasms ripped through her.
💕 SQUIRT! 💕
Hot squirt gushed out around his cock, soaking his pelvis and the sheets even more, mixing with the leaking cum.
💖Her walls twitched and fluttered wildly, milking him desperately.
But Takuya didn't slow down even for a second.
If anything, the way her pussy spasmed around him only made him thrust harder—faster—his pelvis slamming into her ass with wet, resounding 💕PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!💕 sounds that echoed through the entire room.
The scent of sex was overpowering now—thick, heady, intoxicating—sweat dripping from his body onto hers.
💖"Good girl—your first one in prone," he groaned, voice possessive and low. "But we're not stopping. Watch me ruin you properly."
He kept fucking her straight through her orgasm, the overstimulation making her whimper and sob into the pillow.
Her hands clawed at the sheets, body trembling uncontrollably under his full weight.
Messy hair stuck everywhere, lips parted in constant, broken moans.
💕PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~!💕
The pace was merciless—intense, jackhammer thrusting that made her ass ripple with every impact.
💖His cock stretched her pussy so wide she could feel every vein, every ridge dragging inside her. Hot breath panted against her neck as he kissed and bit along her shoulder, leaving marks.
Akemi's second orgasm built impossibly fast—her body already so sensitive, so overwhelmed. "Ngh~! Again—! I can't—haahh~ Takuya—too much~ ahhhn—!"
She came even harder this time—full-body convulsions, legs kicking weakly beneath him, pussy squirting in powerful pulses that soaked everything.
💕 SQUIRT!~ SQUIRT!~💕
Her eyes rolled back again, mouth open in a silent scream before it turned into loud, whimpering moans. "Ahhhhhh~~~—mmph~ cumming—cumming so hard—nghhh!~~"
Takuya's possessive gaze never left her face, drinking in every expression—her teary eyes, her rolling eyes, her parted, saliva-slick lips.
💖He kept slamming into her, pelvis grinding hard against her ass on every thrust, full weight pinning her down so she couldn't escape even an inch of the pleasure.
"Second one," he panted, voice rough with exertion but still teasing. "You're such a good little slut for me, Akemi. Squirting all over my cock while I fuck you flat. Shiho's probably still wondering why her big sister is taking so long to 'talk' to me. Too bad. You're not leaving until I say so."
💖He reached down with one hand, gripping her ass cheek hard and spreading it wider so he could watch his thick cock disappear into her creamy, leaking pussy.
The sight was filthy—her stretched lips clinging to his shaft, white cum frothing around the base, her juices dripping everywhere. The loud skin slapping grew even wetter, sloppier.
💕 Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! 💕
Akemi was lost now—completely submissive under him, body limp except for the constant tremors and the way her pussy kept twitching around him.
💖Her arched back pressed up against his chest, messy hair a wild tangle, flushed skin burning hot.
Every thrust forced broken, gasping moans from her throat: "Ahh~! Haaah~! Mmm—ngh~ Takuya—please—ahhn~!"
💖The third orgasm crept up on her slower but far more intense. Takuya could feel it building—the way her walls started fluttering irregularly, the way her breathing turned into desperate, sobbing gasps.
He leaned down, turning her head again for another deep, saliva-dripping kiss—tongues tangling messily as he moaned into her mouth, never slowing his hips.
"Mmmph~! Mmm~ haaa~!" Akemi moaned desperately into the kiss, eyes squeezing shut, then rolling back hard as the pleasure peaked.
💖When it hit—her third orgasm—it was cataclysmic.
Her entire body went rigid beneath him, then exploded into full-body spasms.
Back arching violently, legs trembling so hard they shook the bed, pussy convulsing in powerful, rhythmic squeezes around his cock.
A massive gush of squirt sprayed out around his thrusting cock, soaking his thighs and the sheets in a hot flood.
💕 SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT! 💕
Her eyes rolled completely back, whites showing, tears streaming down her face from the overwhelming intensity.
💖She moaned loudly into his mouth—broken, high-pitched, utterly wrecked: "Cumming—! Ahhn~! Takuya—! Haaaah~! Too much—Ahhhhnnnnn~~!"
Takuya finally let himself go.
💖The way her pussy milked him so perfectly, twitching and spasming through her full-body orgasm, pushed him over the edge.
He slammed in one final, brutal time—pelvis grinding hard against her ass, full weight crushing her into the mattress—and came with a deep, guttural groan.
"Take it—every last drop—Fuck…!"
Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted deep inside her, flooding her already overflowing pussy.
💕 SPURT~! SPURT~! SPURT~! 💕
Spurt after heavy spurt—more than any of the previous loads—painting her walls white, filling her womb until her lower belly visibly swelled slightly from the sheer volume.
💖The excess immediately started leaking out around his cock in thick, creamy rivulets, dripping down her thighs and soaking the rumpled sheets even further.
He kept thrusting through it; short, grinding pumps that pushed every drop as deep as possible, the wet squelching sounds loud and filthy.
Akemi's orgasm rolled on and on, prolonged by his continued deep thrusts and the feeling of him cumming so much inside her.
💖Her pussy twitched violently around him, legs trembling uncontrollably, body shaking with aftershocks.
The overwhelming pleasure finally became too much—her vision whited out, ears ringing, the world fading as her body simply… shut down.
With one last, broken whimper—"Haa… Takuya…"—her eyes fluttered shut completely.
Her body went limp beneath him, muscles relaxing into unconsciousness.
She had fainted—passed out cold from the intensity, just like in the stories she had secretly imagined but never expected to experience.
💖Takuya stayed buried inside her for a long moment, still pulsing out the last weak spurts of cum, his chest heaving against her back.
The room was filled with the heavy scent of sweat and sex, the dim lighting casting a soft glow over their joined, sweat-slicked bodies.
Her pussy continued to twitch faintly around his cock even in unconsciousness, leaking a steady stream of their mixed fluids onto the ruined sheets.
💖He finally pulled out slowly, a torrent of thick white cum gushing out of her stretched, gaping pussy the moment he did—pooling beneath her in a messy puddle.
Takuya rolled off her slightly, but kept one possessive hand on her ass, squeezing the reddened flesh as he looked down at her unconscious form with that same shameless, satisfied grin.
"Oh? We didn't even go over an hour, Tch!~," he murmured to her sleeping face, voice low and teasing even though she couldn't hear him. "You fainted just like I knew you would, but sooner than I expected. Perfect."
💖He glanced toward the door, remembering the faint creak he had heard earlier. A slow, knowing smile spread across his face. *Still out there, huh?*
But for now, he simply pulled the blanket over Akemi's limp, thoroughly wrecked body—her purple nightgown in tatters, hair a mess, face flushed and tear-streaked, pussy still leaking his cum.
Outside, Shiho had heard everything.
[R-18 Scene End]
Shiho shivered, torn between rushing in to save her sister and knowing she couldn't—Akemi had chosen this herself.
In the end, she stayed put, silently praying Takuya would show some mercy and end it soon.
Then, abruptly, everything went quiet.
Shiho blinked. Was it… over?
That couldn't be right. Takuya had bragged about lasting hours, yet barely forty minutes had passed.
She leaned closer, straining to hear anything at all.
The silence stretched on, thick and suspicious.
Still… forty minutes was already impressive.
Among the boys Shiho knew—and she didn't know many—Takuya was clearly in a league of his own.
Inside the room, Takuya wasn't the least bit surprised to see Miyano Akemi lying limp and unconscious on the sheets.
He'd done this before—pushed other women to the edge until they blacked out from sheer overstimulation.
His regular partners were long accustomed to it; passing out mid-session was practically routine when sleeping with him.
Normally he'd just keep going until they woke up. But tonight was different.
He was just reaching for a towel to clean up when he caught the faint creak of floorboards outside.
A slow grin spread across his face. *So she's still there.*
Miyano Shiho had been eavesdropping on the entire thing.
Perfect timing.
Without bothering to cover himself, Takuya bolted out of the room.
Shiho had just turned to slip away when the door flew open.
Fujiwara Takuya stood there—completely naked, still flushed and glistening, his impressive length hanging heavy and unapologetic between his legs.
Shiho's brain short-circuited. She stared, mouth slightly open, unable to look away. 'Holy… that thing is huge.'
"Shiho," Takuya said, putting on his best panicked expression, "your sister fainted. You've got a PhD in biology, right? Come in and take a look."
"My sister… fainted?" Shiho echoed, dazed.
Why would Akemi faint? And what did her biology degree have to do with anything?
Still, concern overrode confusion. She hurried past him into the room.
There lay Miyano Akemi—sprawled across the bed, cheeks flushed, hair a tangled mess, looking for all the world like she'd been thoroughly wrecked and then left for dead.
Shiho leaned in, checking her sister's pulse and breathing. Steady. Normal. If you didn't know better, you'd think she was just sleeping deeply.
"How did this happen?" Shiho asked, voice tight.
Takuya scratched the back of his neck, feigning innocence. "I don't know. We were just… playing some games. Then I looked over and she was out cold."
Shiho shot him a flat, disbelieving stare. 'Games.' Right.
She didn't need him to spell it out.
The smeared lipstick, the faint red marks on Akemi's thighs, the unmistakable scent hanging in the air—it was obvious what kind of "games" they'd been playing.
And it was equally obvious who'd pushed her sister past her limit.
This shameless man didn't even know how to be gentle.
"Get out," Shiho said coldly. "I'm staying with her tonight."
Takuya blinked, mock-hurt. "Hey, I'm really worried about her—"
"Out. Now. Or I swear I'll call the police and tell them exactly what kind of 'games' you've been playing."
Her voice had gone dangerously low. If looks could kill, Takuya would already be ash.
With his hands in the air, he surrendered, a barely contained smile on his face. "Fine, fine. I'll go."
He sauntered out—still stark naked—and headed straight for the guest room Shiho had been using earlier.
He figured he'd teased her enough for one night.
Akemi was finally his; no need to push his luck and turn Shiho into a lifelong enemy.
Not when he still planned to claim her too, eventually. Better to let things cool off.
Back in the room, Shiho gazed down at her unconscious sister and felt a pang of genuine pity.
How had Akemi fallen for someone like Fujiwara Takuya? A man who clearly didn't understand that women were supposed to be cherished, not fucked into unconsciousness.
She spotted the small smear of blood on the sheets and winced. Her poor sister.
Sighing, Shiho pulled the blanket up over Akemi, then slid in beside her.
As she settled, her eyes wandered around the room.
Okay… she had to admit it: Fujiwara Takuya's mansion was stupidly luxurious.
Marble floors, designer furniture, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. The man clearly had money to burn.
A new thought occurred to her.
If Takuya was sleeping with her sister, that technically made him half her brother-in-law, didn't it?
And rich brothers-in-law were supposed to spoil their family.
A few designer bags wouldn't kill him.
It was the least he could do after bullying Akemi like that.
Compensation. That's what it was.
Shiho nodded to herself, already mentally shopping.
Morning came softly.
Miyano Akemi stirred, head pounding, memories fragmented and hazy.
"Where… am I?" she mumbled.
"Inspector Takuya's room," Shiho answered, already wide awake and sitting cross-legged beside her. "Care to explain why you snuck in here in the middle of the night?"
Akemi blinked slowly, piecing things together. "Why are *you* here?"
"Last night you came to see Takuya. Then halfway through he came running out—naked, by the way—and told me you'd fainted." Shiho's tone turned dry.
"Impressive, sis. You actually managed to make yourself pass out during sex."
Akemi's face flushed crimson as the memories rushed back in full color.
She'd come here to seduce him.
Takuya had played hard-to-get for about five seconds before dropping the act entirely.
Then things had escalated—fast, rough, overwhelming.
She'd been exhausted from the day already, and somewhere in the middle her body simply… gave out.
She'd fainted. During sex.
How mortifying.
She'd always assumed Takuya was just an average guy in bed. Turns out he had stamina that could put trained athletes to shame.
Shiho wasn't done. "I told you ages ago that man is bad news. He's—"
"Ahem."
Fujiwara Takuya stood in the doorway, fully dressed for once, holding a tray with breakfast. He cleared his throat pointedly.
"Time to eat."
Shiho's glare could've melted steel.
Takuya met it with an innocent smile and stepped inside as if nothing had happened.
Some people 'Takuya' just refused to die of shame.
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