Mao-san's blouse had a large open back, fastened with buttons. Still embracing her, I fumbled to undo the buttons by touch.
Next, I reached for her bra. I'd researched online how to unhook bras. Sliding both thumbs inside the straps, I pinched them together and brought my hands closer. That was all it took - the bra came undone effortlessly. Thank you to whoever made that tutorial website.
But wow, H-cups are something else. The bra had three rows of hooks. I slid both the bra and blouse forward together, revealing Mao-san's upper body.
So these were H-cups... how divine. Large and perfectly round. What more could anyone want from breasts? Nothing, that's what.
But the real stars were her nipples. Though the areolas weren't particularly wide, her prominent nipples stood erect, pointing proudly upward.
I desperately wanted to touch those breasts, to suck on those nipples. But first, I still had to remove her skirt and panties.
Starting with the skirt, I found the hook at her waist and unfastened it. The zipper slid down smoothly, letting the skirt pool at her feet.
Now just the panties remained. Kneeling before Mao-san, I began sliding them downward with both hands. As the panties descended, a neatly trimmed bush came into view.
"You're beautiful, Mao-san. Absolutely stunning."
The panties slipped off completely past her thighs. Now nothing remained to conceal Mao-san's body.
"Now it's my turn to undress you, Chifumi-san."
Mao-san pulled me up by the arms, then knelt to remove my pants. I took the opportunity to toss aside my shirt. Now wearing only my boxers, an impressive tent had formed in front.
As Mao-san began pulling down my boxers, the tent pole naturally caught on the fabric. Undeterred, she yanked them down in one swift motion.
Though it made no actual sound, my erect cock sprang free with an imaginary "boing!"
Mao-san grasped the wildly bobbing shaft and extended her tongue to the tip. I was still uncircumcised - the most sensitive part of the foreskin concentrated right there.
"Ahh...!"
I couldn't help but moan at the touch of her tongue. Mao-san took the glans into her mouth, then slid down to the base while peeling back the foreskin. Inside her mouth, she tormented the exposed sensitive flesh with her tongue. My god! This was a married woman's fellatio technique!
"Aaahh..."
I whimpered pathetically. At this rate, I'd finish in her mouth. I had to avoid that. As if sensing my thoughts, the fellatio suddenly stopped.
"That's enough..."
With those words, Mao-san placed both hands against the wall and presented her rear to me.
"Take me like this, Chifumi-san."
"Y-yes!"
Holding Mao-san's hip with my left hand and guiding my cock with my right, I aimed for the entrance. Good god! She was already so wet! I thrust in all at once.
"Ah...nnh..."
Mao-san let out restrained, quiet moans. Inside was hot and tight. I felt like I could come any second. But I wanted to hear more of Mao-san's gasps. Holding her hips with both hands, I began moving slowly.
"Hah, haa, hah, hah, fuh"
Each thrust drew another moan from Mao-san, but she still seemed unsatisfied.
"Ahhn, hah, hah, haauu, nfuu, hah"
Was just thrusting not enough?
I wrapped my arms around Mao-san from behind and grabbed her breasts.
"Ah!"
This drew the loudest moan yet from Mao-san. Losing the support of my hands weakened my thrusts, but attacking her breasts with both hands proved more effective. I cupped the soft mounds and kneaded them vigorously.
"Hah, fuh, nn, st-stop, please st-top, Ch-Chifumi-sa, no, not th-that, noo"
Mao-san's breathing grew ragged. And what breasts they were! Beyond just their size, their softness was incredible - not the bouncy kind that repels fingers, but more like slime that molds perfectly to your palms.
Her nipples were hard as stones. I rubbed, flicked, and teased them with my index finger... each touch drawing sweet gasps from Mao-san. What magnificent breasts. These truly deserved to be called divine.
I remembered what Ohno-san had said:
"Jiggly wiggly bouncy bouncy! If I had a wife like that, I'd be having fun every night!"
That description hit the mark perfectly. What kind of husband would let someone else take a wife like this?
I continued thrusting. The sound of Mao-san's rear meeting my hips echoed through the room. Her moans grew louder.
"Ah, hah, hah, aah, hah, so, so rough, yes, yesss"
Seizing the moment, I kissed the nape of her neck.
"Hauu!"
Mao-san reacted strongly. Maybe her entire body was an erogenous zone.
I wanted to savor this body forever, but my limit was approaching. Leaning close to her ear, I whispered:
"Mao-san... I'm close."
"It's okay... let it out... inside me. I'm... almost there too..."
I began my final sprint. The wet slapping sounds of flesh meeting flesh grew more intense.
"Mao-san, I'm coming! I'm gonna fill you up! Here it comes, I'm coming, coming, aaahhh!!"
With one last powerful thrust, I reached my climax deep inside Mao-san.
After emptying myself completely inside her, I slowly withdrew.
This might have been the wildest sex I'd ever had.
Mao-san remained leaning against the wall, breathing heavily through her shoulders.
As I caught my breath, I basked in the pleasant exhaustion.
"...Should we rest a bit? That was... pretty intense."
"I'm going to take a shower."
With those words, Mao-san quickly disappeared into the bathroom.