Chapter 398: Reika's Situation (Part 2)
Feeling the persistent heat and hardness against her thigh, the black-stockinged widow, having lost all judgment, instinctively parted her crimson lips and moaned.
"Mmm... Ah..."
Her seductive body writhed incessantly in Haruto's embrace. The smooth, delicate texture of her high-quality stockings, lubricated by residual bodily fluids, sent waves of exquisite sensation through the dragon.
Seeing the black-stockinged older sister's reaction, Haruto smiled and pulled Reika closer. Her full breasts flattened like pancakes under the pressure, their exaggerated elasticity and softness vividly transmitted even through her red blouse and bra.
The haughty and aloof businesswoman offered no resistance, only the panting between her crimson lips grew noticeably more rapid.
The beautiful widow before him was already at his mercy, yet a final shred of dignity prevented her from uttering those words aloud.
Haruto hadn't expected the proud and cold Reika to surrender so easily, body and soul. But the more she carried herself with an air of superiority, the more he anticipated what was to come.
With one hand kneading the fullness and softness of her chest, Haruto gripped Reika's delicate, smooth cheek with the other, forcing her crimson lips to press against his.
As her sensual mouth was invaded, the black-stockinged beauty instinctively began to struggle.
In Haruto's embrace, she shook her head from side to side, but aside from the occasional soft smacking sounds of their kisses, she could do nothing to halt his advance.
With her cheek pinched and her lips forced into a rounded pout, Reika's pearly white teeth provided no defense. Soon, she felt the powerful suction of Haruto's tongue, and her own slick, nimble tongue was powerless against his plunder.
Two agile tongues tangled and intertwined within her small mouth, merging into one, indistinguishable from each other.
At the same time, Haruto's fingers slipped beneath Reika's blouse, gliding over her smooth, pinkish back in search of her bra clasp.
Reika's slender arms rested limply on Haruto's shoulders. As time passed and their passionate kiss intensified, her resistance had unknowingly transformed into cooperation.
The seductive, golden-haired beauty in black stockings, with her ample bosom, wrapped her arms around Haruto's neck, her crimson lips shifting angles to deepen their wet kiss. Glimmering strands of saliva dripped incessantly from the corners of her alluring mouth.
After a while, Reika let her fragrant tongue slip out, her beautiful eyes dazed as she collapsed into Haruto's embrace, actively tugging at her own clothes.
Haruto smiled knowingly, ceasing to torment the proud and beautiful widow in his arms.
Releasing his hold on Reika, he gently guided her, stepping over Reina, who lay prone on the floor, and entered the bedroom, arriving at the edge of the bed.
The red top slid down Reika's arms like a crimson butterfly drifting slowly in the air.
Beneath the red top was a pure white blouse, rendered slightly translucent by sweat, revealing the bewitching black and red lace bra and her delicate, pink skin beneath.
Haruto reached out to unbutton the front of her blouse, which parted like two doors, naturally swinging open to unveil the scene within.
The blue crystal necklace around her neck shimmered with a dazzling brilliance.
Yet, more captivating to Haruto than the necklace was the intricately carved, sheer lingerie that exposed most of her breast.
No wonder he hadn't found the clasp earlier—Reika was wearing a front-closure bra.
Women with larger busts, who couldn't easily reach behind their backs, often opted for this style.
After all, they couldn't ask for help every time they put on a bra, though the downside was that such bras were prone to slipping. However, when the bust was sufficiently full, this risk naturally disappeared.
And Reika was clearly one of those with ample fullness.
While Haruto admired the golden-haired beauty's voluptuous curves, she had already unbuckled the belt at her waist and slipped off her form-fitting, body-hugging skirt.
Just as Reika was about to remove her black pantyhose, Haruto took the lead by unfastening the clasp at her chest, releasing the heavy pair of white rabbits.
Eagerly reaching out to feel the delicate flesh of her breasts, molding them continuously in his palm, Haruto said, "Aunt Reika, just like this, no need to take off the stockings."
Reika glanced down at the area between her thighs, which was a shade darker than the surrounding skin, and a blush involuntarily spread across her pretty face.
She had noticed before that Haruto was always staring at her legs, and now it seemed her intuition was correct.
The feeling of wearing nothing but pantyhose and underwear made the proud widow feel an unprecedented sense of shame. Yet, beneath this shame, the valley between her legs grew increasingly moist, and her body grew hotter.
At this point, Reika could no longer deceive herself. Her flushed face turned to the side, unable to meet Haruto's gaze.
Seeing the change in her expression, Haruto deliberately leaned in slowly and said, "So, Aunt Reika, have you decided to become my bitch?"
Reika looked at Haruto nervously but pretended to be haughty as she snorted, "This is coercion! I will definitely call the police!"
"Is that so? If you're unwilling, then forget it. But your daughter is quite willing. I guess I'll have to go find that little bitch and continue with her now."
Haruto leaned in even closer, his breath hitting Reika's face and reflecting back, carrying a hint of her scent.
Reika immediately grabbed Haruto's arm. "Don't! If you go again, Rena will really die..."
Haruto chuckled, pulling the cold, alluring black-stockinged beauty—who was even more tempting than being fully naked—into his embrace. His hands greedily kneaded the snowy fullness of her chest. "Since you're unwilling, I have no choice but to go find your daughter. After all, I'm a good person and never use force."
Reika held onto Haruto tightly, and after a long moment, she finally spoke through her shame: "I... am willing..."
"Willing? Willing to what?"
Haruto pushed her onto the bed, lifted her long, straight legs clad in black stockings, and poked at the damp spot between them. Then, with a light scratch of his fingernail, the high-quality stockings tore open, revealing the sexy underwear beneath.
"I... I am willing... to take Rena's place..."
The cold, proud, and dominant beauty in black stockings ultimately couldn't bring herself to utter more shameful words, but for the sake of her daughter, she still expressed her consent.
The stockings around Reika's hips were completely torn open, and the triangular black-and-red lace panties shone brightly under the light.
Haruto looked at her body and nodded slightly. Although the woman before him had a daughter in high school, her figure was truly beyond reproach.
Her skin was smooth and flawless, without a single scar, and even her pores were barely visible.
Even while lying on her back, the exaggeratedly pale peaks on her chest stood firm and trembled with Haruto's movements.
Haruto gently pushed aside her panties, gazing at the pink floral valley and honeyed slit, and said excitedly to Reika, "Although I'm not entirely satisfied, this will do for now."
Reika looked at Haruto with embarrassment, her face a mix of confusion, anticipation, and unease.
At this moment, she grew quiet, tilting her head away from Haruto as she silently awaited the final outcome.
Seeing the blonde, black-stockinged older sister act this way, Haruto wasn't in a hurry to take her body. Instead, he simply lowered his head and began sucking on those soft, snow-white breasts.
The pink buds and petals were common sensitive points for all women. These three areas seemed interconnected—stimulating one would trigger reactions in the other two.
Reika's peaks were firm and full, carrying a faint fragrance when tasted.
While Haruto suckled and played, he adjusted his position, using his ever-erect dragon to rub against the mature, perky bottom wrapped in black stockings.
Reika slowly closed her eyes, emitting some unnatural sounds from her throat.
Pinned beneath Haruto on the bed, her movements were quite restricted. After playing for a while, Haruto shifted to a more comfortable position, allowing the mature, beautiful widow to actively straddle his legs.
Facing each other, Haruto wantonly kneaded the blonde beauty's ample breasts, while Reika could fully take in the sight of the thick, purplish-red dragon between Haruto's legs.
Her gaze wavered slightly as she looked at the proud and imposing Haruto.
Even though she had just witnessed how Haruto had turned her daughter into a shameless mess and knew the power of his dragon, experiencing it firsthand still left her in awe.
"What's wrong? Never seen one this big before? Aunt Reika, once it's inside you, you'll understand how amazing it is."
Haruto released her breasts and, with a forceful lift, raised her up and slowly positioned her above his dragon.
Her skewed panties brushed against the tip of his dragon, feeling the slick, sticky fluid continuously dripping from above. Haruto supported her black-stockinged bottom with one hand while using the other to part her delicate, pink petals, spreading open the wriggling, crimson flesh cave before letting go...