Akiko lay face down on the couch, wearing a pale lavender T-shirt that clung tightly to her back and arms. The hem of the shirt had ridden up, revealing the soft curve of her lower back and the top of her peach-colored cotton shorts. Her hair was tied up loosely, a few strands sticking to her flushed cheeks from the afternoon heat.
She was sore.
She'd been cleaning all day, wiping every corner of the house to keep herself distracted — from thoughts, from memories, from two pairs of eyes that seemed to devour her whenever she walked by.
But as she rubbed her shoulders, she winced.
"Tired?" came a low voice behind her.
Tatsuya.
He was shirtless again, a towel draped around his neck, chest glistening with sweat. He smelled like sun and danger.
"I'm fine," she said too quickly.
"You look stiff. I give great massages, you know. Did one for the volleyball team last year."
She hesitated.
"Come on," he smirked, stepping closer. "It's just a massage."
Her heart pounded.
"Just… shoulders," she whispered.
He straddled her lower thighs — bold — and placed both hands on her back. His palms were large, strong, warm.
He started kneading her shoulders, thumbs pressing deep into her tight muscles.
Akiko gasped softly.
"Damn… you're tense," he whispered. "So soft though…"
Her face flushed, but she couldn't deny how good it felt.
Then… his hands began to drift. Lower. Down her spine. Circling the sides of her ribs. Gently brushing the sides of her breasts through the shirt.
Her breath hitched.
"T-Tatsuya… that's enough—"
But his hands slid lower, slipping under her T-shirt, palms now caressing her bare back, fingertips grazing the strap of her bra.
"You're not stopping me," he murmured.
She tried to speak — but her body was already betraying her. Her thighs clenched. Her pussy throbbed, soaked and needy. Her breath quickened.
"Looks like you like it," came another voice.
Ren.
She jerked her head up — he was sitting nearby, smirking, watching them with dark, lustful eyes. And worse, his hand was openly stroking his bulge beneath his shorts.
"This is wrong…" she whimpered. "I'm married…"
But Tatsuya leaned down, lips brushing her ear.
"Then why are you dripping through your shorts?"
He was right.
There was a small wet patch forming between her thighs, obvious against the thin fabric.
"I… I…" she whimpered.
Ren moved closer, kneeling in front of the couch, looking up at her with a gentle, almost innocent smile.
"Can I touch too, Akiko-san?"
"No… you can't… I'm… I'm your guardian, I can't—"
But even as she said it, she lifted her hips slightly — invitingly.
Tatsuya pulled off her shorts in one swift tug, revealing her soaked pink panties clinging to her plump ass and dripping pussy.
Ren let out a low moan.
"Fuck…"
Akiko's face was buried in the pillow, her body trembling.
"I'm disgusting," she sobbed. "I'm such a bad woman—"
Tatsuya grabbed her hair gently, tugging her head back.
"You're beautiful," he growled. "And you need this."
He leaned down and kissed her neck — hot, wet, slow.
Ren slid his fingers over her inner thighs, feeling the heat between her legs.
"Can I taste it?" he asked, voice husky.
She didn't answer.
She didn't have to.
Ren pulled her panties to the side and buried his face between her thighs.
"AH—!" Akiko screamed into the pillow, her hips jerking.
His tongue was relentless — licking up her juices, flicking her clit, sucking greedily like a starving boy. Her body bucked and writhed, her moans turning into cries.
Tatsuya watched, stroking himself behind her, eyes locked on her jiggling ass.
"You're cumming already?" he teased. "Damn, slut."
She came hard — hips shaking, body convulsing, tears running down her cheeks.
But she didn't say stop.
She didn't push them away.
She spread her legs wider.
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Moments later, Tatsuya pulled her panties off completely, grabbing her cheeks and spreading them wide.
"Look at this pussy," he groaned. "It's begging for cock."
He lined up behind her, sliding his thick head along her soaked slit.
She whimpered, looking back at him.
"I can't… my husband—"
"He can't fuck you like I can."
And with that, he pushed in.
Akiko's mouth fell open in a silent scream as his cock stretched her pussy open. Thick, hot, hard — her walls clenched around him as he bottomed out.
"AH—! IT'S TOO—!"
Tatsuya grabbed her hips and pounded in deep, his balls slapping against her with every thrust. The couch creaked, her tits bounced wildly, and her eyes rolled back.
Ren climbed onto the couch and slipped his cock between her lips.
She didn't even resist.
She opened her mouth wide and started sucking.
Now it was real.
Her first double use. A cock in her pussy, a cock in her mouth. Her throat filled with Ren's thickness while her cunt was stretched to the limit.
Her mind shattered.
She moaned around his cock, slobber dripping down her chin, her eyes glassy with pleasure.
She was their toy now.
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They didn't stop until she'd cum four more times — body limp, pussy stuffed, mouth drooling.
Ren pulled out and sprayed all over her face.
Tatsuya gave one final thrust and exploded deep inside her womb.
Hot cum oozed out as he pulled out slowly.
Akiko lay there, ruined, panting.
"I… I'm sorry…" she whispered.
Tatsuya leaned down, smacked her ass, and laughed.
"Don't be sorry, slut. Summer's just getting started."