[Married Woman Incest] The Depravity of a Pure Married Woman's Sexual Play

In a room of a luxury apartment building, a woman is wiping the dining table with a rag.

Her name is Aoi Kyoko, a 30-year-old mature housewife.

If it weren't for the wedding ring on her ring finger, you'd never guess she was married. Standing at 168cm tall with a stunning 90-58-86 figure, her physique alone, even in elegant attire, would be enough to ignite a man's desire. However, Kyoko possesses an exceptionally dignified face, and the unintentional elegance she exudes transforms her from a seductive devil into a sacred angel. Her

long hair flows over her shoulders, and her mature body possesses the fair, supple skin of a young girl, smooth to the touch like waxed jade. Kyoko is known for her kindness and sincerity, and her good temper is legendary. Those who know her have almost never seen her display anger or shrewishness; she always wears a smile, inspiring an inexplicable fondness.

In addition, Kyoko possesses a pair of long, beautiful legs that would turn heads. Unlike the slender, thin legs often admired by young women, Kyoko's legs are full and shapely, with perfect curves in her thighs and calves. When she stands upright, her legs form a golden isosceles curve from hip to heel, with no gaps even without consciously squeezing them together.

Her long-standing faith in Jesus Christ adds a touch of holiness to her elegant image. Virtuous, kind, and elegant are the consistent descriptions given by those who know her.

"Ding-dong!"

"Senior, what brings you here?"

Kyoko was surprised by her senior's sudden visit.

"What? Aren't you welcome?"

Nobuo asked with a smile, displaying both mature politeness and timely humor before Kyoko gestured for him to come in.

Nobuo was Kyoko's senior in university, a psychological counselor who opened his own clinic after graduation.

"Not at all, it's just so sudden. Welcome, welcome. My place is a bit messy, please bear with me." Kyoko realized that leaving Nobuo standing at the door wasn't very polite, so she quickly invited him in.

"What brings you here today? Where's Miori?"

"I haven't visited since you moved, so I came to check on you today. Your sister said she has an animal to take care of at the animal hospital." Miori is Kyoko's sister, a veterinarian at a veterinary hospital, and also Nobuo's wife.

"She still loves animals as much as ever."

"Indeed!"

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry about the mess on the table. Senior, let me tidy up first." "No rush, let me see your new house first." "Where's your husband?" Nobuo walked around, looking at the layout of the house while chatting with Kyoko, who was tidying up books and newspapers in the living room.

"Enki took his students out for an outdoor teaching trip; he won't be back until very late." Kyoko was wearing a V-neck t-shirt and a beige gauze skirt that fell above her knees. She was bending over tidying up books and newspapers, and from behind, her mature, full hips and well-maintained figure formed a graceful curve.

"She's still as beautiful and charming as ever." Nobuo stared at Kyoko's back as she focused on tidying up the house, admiring her inwardly.

When Nobuo was a senior in college, Kyoko had just entered university. Nobuo was immediately captivated by her beauty upon first seeing her and began pursuing her ardently, only to be rejected. Instead, he dated Kyoko's younger sister, Miori, who was six years younger than him and had just started high school at the time, and they eventually married.

Kyoko also met Enki, a fellow devout Christian, at church. After entering the workforce, they both took up teaching positions, but Kyoko resigned after marriage to become a housewife.

"All done, please have a seat, senior."

"Still calling me senior? I'm practically your brother-in-law in terms of seniority." Nobuo joked.

"I'm just used to calling you that. You're still my respected senior, after all." "I wonder if senior would like tea or coffee?" "Tea, please." Nobuo sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on Kyoko as she walked towards the kitchen. The sheer skirt fluttered with her movements, making her plump buttocks sway even more noticeably.

"Such beauty is almost a crime!" Nobuo thought to himself, his eyes blazing with desire.

"You two are still as devout as ever." Nobuo pointed to the Jesus cross hanging on the wall.

"Yes, it's convenient for prayer this way."

Kyoko peeked out from the kitchen and replied to Nobuo.

"Do you and your husband still go to church often?"

"He still goes often, but I have to do housework, so I don't go as often." "But God's light isn't just given to those who walk around in church, but to those who believe in Him." "Hehe, Kyoko really talks about God all the time, just like before. Kyoko is truly an angel sent to earth by God from heaven." "Senior, please stop making fun of me." "That's what everyone who knew you said back then." "Senior, how's my sister doing lately?" "What? Afraid I'll bully her?" "

Of course not, Senior is so gentle and considerate, my sister definitely won't be bullied by you." "But you didn't choose to accept me." Nobuo looked at Kyoko, his naked gaze making her feel a little awkward.

"Senior, actually..."

"She's a good person. She spends all her time playing with animals. The number of cats and dogs in her house has caused the neighbors to complain several times." Nobuo interrupted Kyoko before she could continue.

"Please forgive my sister's willfulness."

Kyoko bowed apologetically, her white breasts outlined in a deep cleavage beneath her loose V-neck.

"That man is so lucky to marry such a beauty."

Kyoko noticed Nobuo's gaze, shyly covering her face with her hands, and turned to sit up straight.

From behind, Kyoko's sculpted face was strikingly perfect, with a white jade-like neck, full breasts, a slender waist like a young girl, and sexy, mature hips. Her legs were long and white, and the shyness and reserve on her face made Nobuo fall into a daze.

"Ah...senior, no..."

Kyoko covered her chest with her hands and protested.

With a determined look, Nobuo forcefully separated Kyoko's hands, lifting them high and pressing her onto the sofa, then forcefully kissed her.

"Mmm... Senior... No... Stop..."

Kyoko tried to dodge, but Nobuo relentlessly pursued her, trapping her legs between his.

"Kyoko, I want you... I love you..."

Nobuo kissed Kyoko roughly, and although she desperately tried to escape, he greedily left his saliva on her cheeks, nose, eyes, and neck. Especially her fair neck, which was covered in bright red hickeys from Nobuo's forceful kisses.

"Senior... I have a husband, you have a wife. You can't betray my sister..." Kyoko cried out in protest, unable to understand why her usually gentle and kind senior had become so violent.

"I don't care... I've always loved you, your sister is just a substitute for you." "When I was making love with Miori, I always treated her as you..." "She still has animals even without me, but without you, I've lost all motivation..." Nobuo continued kissing her, continuing to speak. Kyoko's t-shirt was pushed up, her bra pulled down, revealing her full breasts.

"What sexy breasts these are,"

Nobuo exclaimed, opening his mouth to suckle her tender nipple.

"Senpai, stop! If you stop now, I can pretend nothing happened. Mmm..." Kyoko pleaded with Nobuo, but as her sensitive nipples were stimulated, she couldn't help but make a sound.

"How is it? Aren't you sexy...?"

Nobuo was excited by the faint sound and deliberately spoke it aloud to humiliate Kyoko.

"Senior...don't continue, you're not that kind of person..." Kyoko endured the sensitive stimulation; at this moment, the tickling was more intense than the sensuality, but her speech was not as fluent as before.

"Yes...I am that kind of person. As long as I can have you, I don't care if I become a criminal, a demon, or go to hell..." "Lord! Forgive this disrespectful person! He was unintentional! He is good! Please redeem him from the abyss of sin!" Hearing Kyoko's prayer, Nobuo stopped.

"Why?!"

Kyoko saw Nobuo stop and saw a glimmer of hope.

"Because I know you are kind, just temporarily lost."

"Haha...kind? Then why didn't you accept me back then? For you, I sincerely believed in God; for you, I was so devout." "That was God's arrangement. Everything is God's will." "Then I will rebel against God, I will destroy his will." "You will fall into hell." "You pushed me to the devil yourself. From the moment I couldn't get your love, I was like Adam tempted by the serpent of desire, destined to fall to the dark side. As long as I can have you, even if I fall into hell forever, I'm willing." When Kyoko met Nobuo's eyes, she saw madness, and also some inexplicable emotions, making Kyoko feel heartache and a touch of emotion.

Nobuo sucked on Kyoko's breasts. Her full, tender breasts hadn't sagged despite marriage, and the mature woman's aura still retained a faint fragrance.

"Tsk...soo..."

The greedy sucking made Nobuo make obscene sounds. Kyoko was still struggling, but her strength was gradually weakening. Under Nobuo's persistent sucking, her nipples had gradually changed from itchy to sensual.

Kyoko's hands were freed, but pushing against Nobuo's shoulders had no effect. With his hands free, Nobuo caressed one breast with one hand and stroked Kyoko's thighs with the other.

"Lord, please grant mercy to the lamb who believes in You, and let me escape this calamity! Oh..." Kyoko prayed in her heart, trying to calm her desire, but her body gradually succumbed to Nobuo. Under Nobuo's caresses, a decadent pleasure gradually awakened.

"Tsk... These breasts don't look like what a married woman should have, and the areolas are so tender. Your breasts are so soft and elastic, like jelly, so irresistible." "Lord, please awaken my conscience, please bring the lost sheep back! Ah..." "Kyoko, your armpits are so sexy, you haven't shaved for a day or two! It's okay, I love everything about you anyway. Su... your armpits smell, a bit sweaty after work, mixed with a feminine scent, it smells so pungent, Su Su..." "Lord, please show your loving light! I can't take it anymore." "Kyoko, I want to leave my kisses on your breasts, neck, and thighs. You are mine, I want to leave my mark on your body." Nobuo kissed his way down, Kyoko's upper body clothes had already been removed by Nobuo, every inch of her skin was wet with Nobuo's kisses, and her tender breasts were covered with bright strawberry kisses.

Nobuo's movements softened from rough to gentle; a mature man knows the reactions a woman will have when her sensitive areas are touched. Nobuo carefully observed Kyoko's reactions, lingering on her sensitive spots whenever he found himself kissing them, fully arousing the decadent pleasure within her.

"Lord... forgive me, I've tried my best." "Oh..." Kyoko finally couldn't hold back any longer, letting out a humiliated moan.

"How is it?! Does this feel good to you?"

Nobuo kissed Kyoko's thigh, not in a hurry to remove her panties and skirt.

"I want to make you completely surrender to my hands," Nobuo thought to himself.

Nobuo kissed the groin, the female mons pubis less than three centimeters away. Kyoko's pubic hair was very thick, with several strands peeking out from under her panties.

Kyoko suddenly realized something and shouted, "No...! Don't lick there...!" Kyoko pushed Nobuo's head away with both hands, trying to stop his violation.

"Oh...stop! No...!"

When Nobuo's tongue touched her mons pubis through her panties, Kyoko trembled violently. A surge of electric current, enough to make one commit a crime, shot from her vulva to her head.

Kyoko's sheer skirt was pulled up to her stomach, her thighs shamefully spread apart by Nobuo.

Kyoko's white panties were soaked with Nobuo's saliva, becoming semi-transparent, and her thick pubic hair was faintly visible beneath.

"Don't look...stop...it's so embarrassing...ahhh..." "No, I didn't expect you to have so much pubic hair...people say women with a lot of pubic hair have a strong sex drive, I didn't expect you to be one of those women, Kyoko." "No...it's not like that..." Kyoko vehemently denied it. Her first time was with her husband, who was also a virgin in bed. Their relationship always consisted of kissing, caressing, missionary position, and then it was over.

Kyoko had never known what pleasure or orgasm was, let alone having a man lick her private parts like this. Because she didn't know, Kyoko had always been content and naively believed that this was how relationships between men and women were.

"I'm not that kind of woman, I'm not! Lord, save me!" Kyoko cried out in her heart.

God seemed to have closed his ears, and no matter how much Kyoko prayed, there was no response.

Nobuo pulled his panties aside, revealing pubic hair symbolizing lust growing beside her full labia. The long-awaited beautiful genitals shone with a crystal-clear luster.

"Such beautiful genitals, they seem a little wet..."

"No...no...that's your saliva..." Kyoko denied.

"Then...I'll make them even wetter..."

Nobuo's fingers parted the petals to the left and right. Looking at these beautiful genitals, Nobuo felt his penis throbbing excitedly inside his panties.

Nobuo licked from her perineum to her clitoris.

"Oh my god...! Oh...!"

The warm touch on his tongue was something Kyoko had never experienced before. Her buttocks twisted and trembled as a wetness flowed from her vagina—it was the love juice from arousal.

The love juice that had just flowed from her vulva was sucked away by Nobuo's tongue, and then more honey-like fluid flowed out.

"Su...tsk...so delicious, such sweet love juice, such horny lustful water. Kyoko, you want it..." "No...I'm not...oh...oh..." Nobuo curled his tongue and thrust it into her fleshy hole.

"Oh oh...ah ah..."

Kyoko's slender waist twisted like a snake, her groin taut, her buttocks appearing somewhat stiff.

His tongue skillfully stirred inside, Kyoko had never felt such pleasure before, the flames of lust constantly burning her.

"Ah ah...don't continue...no...it's so strange...help..." A surge of strange pleasure rushed from her uterus to her brain, Kyoko felt like she was about to be overwhelmed, her whole body filled with sensuality.

"Kyoko, I brought you to orgasm just with my tongue, see? You wanted it... So much juice, the sweet nectar sprayed all over my face." Nobuo looked up, his face covered in juice. Kyoko knew it was her fault; the forced humiliation and orgasm filled her with shame.

"It's not over yet, I'll make you even happier in a bit..." Nobuo began to pull down his pants. Freed, Kyoko cowered on the edge of the sofa, not getting up to run away.

"How can it be so thick?"

When Nobuo pulled down his pants, revealing his erect penis, Kyoko looked at the large monster with fear and shyness.

Nobuo reached down and pulled off Kyoko's skirt and panties, which Kyoko clutched tightly.

"Please don't continue... Senior... I'm so scared... Please..." "Kyoko, how can you be so insensible? We've already gone this far." Kyoko's struggle failed. Her beige skirt and wet panties were thrown onto the carpet, and Nobuo spread her legs wide in a V-shape.

Kyoko covered her genitals with her hands, but she couldn't stop Nobuo's penis from reaching her vagina.

"No... not here..." Kyoko made a last-ditch effort. In her mind, sex could only happen in the bedroom.

"Then where do you want it?"

"On the bed..."

"That's your bed, husband and wife's bed. Making love there will leave marks." "..." "Hehe... Don't worry, there will be another chance, but this time I want it here first." Nobuo's glans pushed open her labia and entered her wet vagina.

"Husband...I'm sorry...I'm going to be violated..." Kyoko cried out in anguish.

"Ahhh..."

His penis, like a venomous snake, slithered into Kyoko's wet vagina, and a surge of intense pleasure made her cry out.

"So tight...Kyoko...I've finally got you..."

"We'll go to hell like this...Oh..."

"No, Kyoko, I'm the one going to hell, I'll make you go to heaven..." The fact of rape was unavoidable, and the flames of lust were simultaneously accumulating sin.

"Oh...ha..." With Nobuo's thrusts, Kyoko let out sexy gasps.

"Kyoko, are you feeling pleasure...?"

"No...no...oh oh..."

Kyoko's reason desperately tried to suppress her lust; she felt she couldn't feel pleasure. But the pleasure of the body was devouring her soul, and Nobuo's thrusts became more and more violent.

"Your mouth isn't as honest as your lower body, it's sucking me so tight, you're even more sensitive than your sister..." "No... stop talking... oh... ahh..." Nobuo deliberately thrust hard a few times, the point of their sexual intercourse making a "slap slap" sound.

The senior, whose temperament had suddenly changed, kept humiliating Kyoko with words, making Kyoko feel guilty while also experiencing incomparably sweet pleasure. The lust from hell kept burning, but the waves of pleasure kept pushing her to heaven.

"It's so hot... senior... don't continue... pull it out... it feels so strange... ohh..." "It's not strange at all... you're about to climax..." "No... I can't climax... I can't betray my husband... this is Satan's curse... ahh..." Kyoko's whole body was filled with the pleasure of being penetrated deep into her body, her consciousness was swallowed up by the waves of sexiness.

"Kyoko...that's not Satan's curse...it's proof of your happiness...the greatest happiness of being a woman..." "No...I don't want it anymore...ah...stop it, ahhh..." "Oh...your pussy is so tight..." His penis thrust in and out of her wet, gushing juices, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Kyoko...don't resist it...you'll have an even bigger orgasm..." Taking advantage of a lull in her orgasm, Nobuo's tongue slipped into Kyoko's fragrant lips, swirling and ravaging inside.

"Mmm...mmm...hum..."

The rich masculine scent filled Kyoko's sense of smell, and the agile tongue brought her an unprecedented tingling sensation.

Kyoko realized that a strange desire hidden deep within had been unearthed. Her whole body went limp, dominated by a hellish lust. She was also startled by her own sexual desire. Was she really such a wanton slut?

"Ahhh...ohhh..."

With Nobuo's increasingly intense thrusting, Kyoko felt a strange excitement.

"Mmm...ah...ah...oh oh oh..."

"It's happening again...this feeling is so wonderful...is this heaven...?" Kyoko's face flushed with lust, Nobuo's thrusts repeatedly sending her to orgasm, she was oblivious to everything else.

"Kyoko...did you orgasm again...?"

"I...I don't know..."

The burning passion of desire continued to consume Kyoko's body and her soul, Kyoko's elegant and beautiful face flushed with a rosy blush, her body covered in passionate sweat.

"It's okay...I'll make you orgasm again..."

Nobuo kissed Kyoko, the sweat on her skin mixed with his masculine saliva.

"Ah...oh oh ah..."

"Oh...your pussy is clenching again...are you about to orgasm again...are you...?" "Yes..." Before orgasm, Kyoko admitted her orgasm with a mixture of shame and excitement.

"Oh oh oh..."

Kyoko's excited body suddenly convulsed, all her muscles rapidly tightening.

"I'm going to cum too..."

"No...don't..."

The penis inside her vagina swelled and trembled, hot semen spraying into Kyoko's uterus.

Nobuo pulled his penis out of her convulsing vagina, her two open labia were bright red and dripping, the juices and semen from her orgasm seeping out between the petals, slowly dripping down.

"Waaah...I'll get pregnant..."

Kyoko cried, crying about being raped and ejaculated inside, crying about the weakness of her body, crying about letting her husband down, crying about possibly carrying a child that didn't belong to him.

With Nobuo's semen inside her, if she became pregnant because of it, it would be an extremely painful thing for a devout believer who couldn't have an abortion.

"I'm sorry...I love you too much, that's why I couldn't help myself..."

After Nobuo put on his clothes, he returned to his usual gentle and refined manner, patting Kyoko's sobbing shoulder, gently comforting her.

Despite what had happened, Kyoko couldn't bring herself to insult or blame Nobuo.

"Why did you do this...?"

Kyoko couldn't understand why Nobuo was behaving so strangely today.

"Because... I love you."

"It's impossible for us now..." Kyoko said excitedly.

"I know... but didn't we turn the impossible into possible today?" "You'll be punished by heaven!" "As long as I can have you, I'm not afraid!" Nobuo's sweet words were very touching, but even if they were used on the right person at the wrong time, it was ultimately futile.

"Go away! I don't want to see you again!"

Kyoko was gentle and had never lost her temper before. The tone she spoke at this moment was the most serious Nobuo had ever heard from her since he met her.

Nobuo's expression changed several times. He looked at Kyoko with a complicated expression. Before leaving, he said to Kyoko with an extremely serious expression, "I'm leaving. I don't regret what I did today. I really still love you." "..." "Honey, what do you want to eat tonight?" "I'll eat whatever my wife cooks..." A week had passed since the last incident. One afternoon, Kyoko called to ask Yan Hui about dinner.

"How about I cook seafood soup?"

"Huff... Hmm... Okay..."

Yan Hui seemed to be panting on the other end of the phone.

"Honey... what's wrong? You sound really out of breath," Kyoko asked with concern.

"N-nothing... I'm just rushing to class, so I'm a little out of breath. Oh..." "Honey, what's wrong now?" "Nothing... I accidentally kicked a stone, it hurt a bit..." Yan Hui sounded very anxious on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, okay, then honey..."

"Wife... I have to hang up now, goodbye."

"Hello... honey?"

Kyoko was puzzled by her husband's anxiety. She looked at her phone and thought for a moment, but couldn't figure it out.

"Okay! Let's go to the supermarket to buy dinner ingredients now!"

Kyoko's phone rang as she was choosing dinner ingredients.

"Sister, are you free?"

Hearing her sister's call, Kyoko felt a little lost and scared. Although it wasn't her fault, Kyoko still felt sorry for her sister.

"Um..."

"Great, sis, I'll go to your new house in a bit. Don't come out and wait for me, my husband already told me where it is. That's it, see you later." Kyoko felt helpless at Miori's completely self-determined decision.

Kyoko couldn't help but think of Nobuo, whom she had just mentioned. Although it was only a fleeting thought, the scene from that day resurfaced in her mind. Feeling

somewhat uneasy, Kyoko finished buying groceries and left the convenience store, hurrying home with her purchases.

"Sis, let me see what you bought?"

Not long after Kyoko arrived home, Miori rang the doorbell.

"Wow... beef, cucumbers, eggplants... quite a few strips of vegetables..." The more Miori looked at the items, the more ambiguous her expression became. Having married Nobuo, her mind was definitely wandering elsewhere.

"Sis, you're very sexually frustrated..." Miori said teasingly.

"That's not it at all..." Kyoko blushed and denied it shyly.

Hearing Miori's words, she realized the implied meaning behind buying these items. No wonder the cashier had looked at her with such sympathy and ambiguity.

It was all her sister's fault for mentioning Nobuo. Kyoko shifted the blame to her sister. Just as Kyoko was about to offer further explanation, her phone rang.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I have to go to dinner with a colleague tonight, so I won't be home for dinner." "Okay, it's alright." Her husband's social engagement left Kyoko feeling a little disappointed, as she had planned to prepare a lavish dinner and enjoy some romance with her husband .

"Hehe... Sis, I see sadness on your face." Miori teased Kyoko.

"No way!" Kyoko raised her hand as if to hit Miori.

"My husband treats me very well, I'm very happy."

These words seemed to be said to Miori, but even more so to herself.

"Sis, let's sit down and talk."

"..."

"..."

Sisters always have endless topics to talk about, and Miori and Kyoko, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, sat in the dining room chatting away.

"How's your sex life?"

"What are you asking?"

Kyoko felt awkward answering Miori's direct question.

"How does it feel to make love with your husband?"

"Very...very good, very happy."

If it weren't for Nobuo's rape, Kyoko would have spoken with confidence. But ever since that humiliating climax, Kyoko had begun to feel somewhat dissatisfied with Yan Hui's weakness.

"Did you have any orgasms?"

"Sister..." Kyoko was taken aback by Miori's directness.

"Sister, we're already married, there's nothing to be shy about, did you or not?" Miori continued to ask without any restraint.

"..."

"Okay, then I'll try another way. How long does it take you to have sex?" "Ten minutes." "Hmm..., that should be okay... Huh? Is it from foreplay to ejaculation or from penetration to ejaculation?" "Sister, don't ask anymore..." Kyoko was overwhelmed by Miori's questions, but Miori's eyes revealed a strong interest and persistence.

"...All of it..."

Kyoko said, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh my god!" Miori's expression was full of disbelief.

"How many times a week do you have sex?"

"..." "

Once every two weeks?"

"..."

"A month?!?" Miori's tone was full of disbelief.

"Twice." Kyoko answered softly.

The meaning of "twice a month" can be interpreted as having sex once every two weeks, or twice a day in a month. Although the frequency is the same, the "sexual happiness" it brings to a woman is vastly different.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

Miori's sudden apology puzzled Kyoko.

"I know it was you who made me... Actually, you liked Shin-xiong-ge back then too." Miori's sudden confession made Kyoko feel flustered.

"..."

"If Shin-xiong-ge had married you, you definitely wouldn't be so sexually unsatisfied now..." Perhaps that's true. Kyoko recalled the climax that day; despite the shame, she had indeed experienced a pleasure she had never felt before.

"Shin-xiong-ge always makes love for almost two hours. He knows so many techniques; even the foreplay alone is unbearable..." Miori talked endlessly about her sex life with Shin-xiong.

Kyoko was also stirred by Miori's words, recalling the caresses, teasing, penetration, and the final climax that day, and couldn't help but feel a little restless.

"Sis, you know what? At first, Xinxiong would touch my thigh like this, and whisper in my ear like this..." Meizhi whispered in Xingzi's ear, her breath sweet and fragrant, making Xingzi's ear tickle. Meizhi rubbed Xingzi's fingers together, her thumb making circles in her palm, while her other hand caressed Xingzi's thigh.

"Actually... I can also help you relieve your unsatisfied desires." Meizhi gave the flustered Xingzi a sly smile.

"Sis, let's take a shower together..."

"It's only afternoon, there's still plenty of time..."

"You just came back from buying groceries, you're all sweaty, and I smell a bit like an animal, we should shower. Sis, let's shower together... We haven't showered together since you went to university." Xingzi couldn't resist Meizhi's persuasion and was half-heartedly led into the bathroom.

After the two sisters undressed, Meizhi stared at Xingzi's naked body.

"Sis, your body really doesn't look like a married woman's anymore. You're still as beautiful as before. You're so sexy and full here..." Miori reached out to touch Kyoko's full, soft breasts, but Kyoko laughed and slapped her hand away.

"You're the same. Your figure is even better than before, and your breasts are bigger than mine..." Kyoko also reached out to touch Miori's breasts, and the two sisters commented on each other's figures.

"It's all because of Xinxiong's touch. So what if it got bigger? Your nipples are all black from being sucked. Unlike you, sister, yours is still so beautiful..." Meizhi's words were hard to decipher—was it a complaint or a boast? Compared to Meizhi's "sexually blissful" appearance, Xingzi, who had experienced the satisfaction of orgasm, couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as her own sexual desire began to wane.

Meizhi turned on the shower, and hot water gradually poured from the showerhead, filling the bathroom with steam.

In the steamy bathroom, Xingzi saw a sly desire in Meizhi's eyes. Meizhi cupped Xingzi's face and gently kissed her with her fragrant lips.

The moment their lips touched, Xingzi felt neither resistance nor panic. Unlike kissing someone of the opposite sex, her whole body instantly became hot. Her sister's tongue enticingly licked Xingzi's tongue.

Xingzi was somewhat passive, but she still teased her sister, her tongue entwining with hers. The same-sex kiss didn't feel repulsive to Xingzi; she was somewhat indulging in this sweetness.

"Sister, how could you..."

"Sister, this is to make you happy..."

Miori didn't let Kyoko ask any further, her lips pressing against hers again.

Miori's hands grasped Kyoko's breasts, gently caressing them.

Their bodies were in a dreamlike state, their smooth skin pressed tightly together, hot water continuously pouring over them, the steam rising on their faces, also rising in their desire, gradually intensifying.

Miori applied shower gel, hugging Kyoko from behind, her hands, still wet with shower gel, rubbing it on Kyoko's body.

"Sister, your skin is so smooth, you take such good care of it..."

Miori's hot breath reached her ear, her soft tongue skillfully licking her sensitive earlobe. When her sister's hands touched her breasts, Kyoko felt a burning heat, her body feeling as if it were melting, her breathing gradually becoming heavier.

"Ugh... Sister... no..."

Miori's hands moved to Kyoko's lower abdomen, washing her pubic hair, her fingers stroking her labia.

"Sister... Mom and you always told me to clean this place, why don't you..." Miori asked, feigning ignorance, her middle finger sliding into the ripe, fleshy crevice.

Kyoko felt as if her strength was being drained away by her sister, her head spinning.

An electric-like pleasure surged through her body, the finger probing inside her vulva, the caressing of her fingertips between her labia, her thumb pressing on the sensitive clitoris, skillfully circling.

"Ugh... no..."

"Sister's body is so sensitive..."

"Don't say that..."

Kyoko's voice trembled slightly, her hands struggling to hold her sister's hand that was caressing her crotch. If her sister went any deeper, Kyoko would lose her balance.

"Sister, you seem to have been sexually frustrated for a long time. Look, the shower gel on my hands has been washed away by your discharge..." "No... that's..." "Sister, it's okay, leave it all to me..." Miori increased the pressure of her hands, like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Kyoko, who was already on the verge of collapse, to lean limply against her sister.

"Sis, we're done washing up, let's rinse off now..."

Miori removed the showerhead and spread Kyoko's legs, letting the water jet wash over her from below.

"Mmm... Oh..."

Kyoko let out an excited moan. The water jet wasn't strong, just the right amount of force washing her labia, her sensitive clitoris and vaginal opening receiving ample caresses.

"Sis, you're really sensitive, no wonder you're so unsatisfied..." "Oh... Ahh..." Kyoko's knees trembled incessantly, intense pleasure washing over her. The steam made her dizzy, yet filled with a sensual sweetness.

"Sis, we're done washing up, let's go to bed and enjoy ourselves..." Kyoko practically needed her sister's support to walk out of the bathroom.

"Sister... no, same-sex sex is wrong..." The doctrine opposed homosexuality, and Kyoko struggled fiercely.

"Sister, we're not lovers. I just want you to enjoy yourself, not to live a life of loneliness..." "..." Although Kyoko struggled, she didn't really not want to continue; she just wanted someone to find an excuse for her to convince herself.

"Let me do everything... Sister, just treat this as a game, a game that brings pleasure." Miori pressed her body against Kyoko, gently kissing her and slipping her tongue inside.

After the previous kisses, Kyoko had already enjoyed the pleasure between women, excitedly sticking out her tongue to entwine with Miori's.

The tentative light kiss instantly turned into a passionate, insatiable kiss under Kyoko's excitement.

Miori spread Kyoko's legs apart, pressing down on her in a missionary position like a man.

The friction of nipples against nipples, a unique itchy sensation, made Kyoko arch her chest.

"Mmm..."

A caress more gentle and delicate than a man's made Kyoko's nipples quickly become erect, the hot friction bringing a sweet itchy sensation.

Miori watched her sister's joyful panting, pressing her chest even closer, her groin pressing against Kyoko's mons pubis.

"Oh..."

The intense sensuality made Kyoko's breathing increasingly rapid.

At this moment, Miori's tongue licked from below her breasts towards her nipples.

"Ah..."

Her hands cupped Kyoko's full breasts from below, her tongue circling the erect nipples. Her other hand pinched the other nipple.

"Oh...ah..."

The intense sensuality made Kyoko's moans more and more frequent. Miori sucked on Kyoko's nipples, then licked and teased them with her tongue. Kyoko twisted her lower body, finding it increasingly difficult to breathe.

Miori's hands left her breasts and moved to her well-maintained slender waist.

"Hmm..."

Miori's tongue gradually moved downwards.

Having experienced Nobuo's rape, Kyoko realized what might happen next.

"No..." Kyoko didn't say it aloud.

Miori's tongue reached her navel and showed a tendency to move further down.

"This is a game," Kyoko hypnotized herself.

Miori kissed the thick pubic hair and moved towards the mons pubis.

"This isn't lesbian incest, it's sisterly play," Kyoko told herself.

Kyoko felt a mixture of guilt, tension, and anticipation.

"Oh..."

Her tongue licked the clitoris.

*Chirp...

* That was the sound of fingers entering the vagina.

*Slurp...

* That was the sound of fingers and tongue swirling inside.

Kyoko's body arched, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

"Ugh... Oh... Ah... Ah..."

The intense pleasure was unbearable for Kyoko; she let out a series of sobbing moans of pleasure, her lower body undulating with her movements.

Miori withdrew her fingers from the vagina, pinched the protruding clitoris, and squeezed it.

"Ahhh..."

Kyoko trembled violently as her sister's hands caressed her thighs repeatedly. The pleasure in her mons pubis caused Kyoko's thighs to open and close, bend and stretch.

Miori, well-versed in erogenous zones and the psychological needs of women, drove Kyoko wild with the caresses, the pressure of the stimulation, and the depth of the licking.

"Oh... ahhh..."

A high-pitched moan escaped Kyoko's lips as she convulsed violently, her sensuality reaching its peak, and an orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave.

"Sister, you're so sensitive, you're releasing so much..."

Her mons pubis, pubic hair, groin, and buttocks were all covered in wet fluid.

"Sister, how do you know these methods..."

Even without asking, Kyoko knew it must have been Nobuo who taught her.

"I learned it from Nobuo-nii. He's even better than me. He makes me orgasm several times just during foreplay..." Miori was "bragging" about her "sexual bliss."

"By the way, sis, do you want to watch..."

"Watch what?"

"A video."

"What video?"

Kyoko's curiosity was piqued.

"Hehe... you'll see when you watch."

Miori took a disc out of her bag and put it in the player. Soon, a filming scene appeared on the TV.

In the scene, a woman was sitting in a chair, her hands tied to her ankles, her legs spread wide in an M shape facing the camera, and a man's head was moving between his legs.

"Ah... husband... ah ah..."

The woman moaning was her younger sister, Miori.

"This..." Kyoko asked in surprise, her face flushed.

"This is a self-made video of me and Nobuyuki."

"How could you film this kind of thing?"

"It's nothing! We just filmed it for fun..."

Kyoko couldn't accept this idea for a moment, but her eyes remained fixed on the TV.

"Ah... husband... I can't take it anymore... it's coming again... ah..." Just as Miori was about to climax, Nobuyuki moved his head away.

Losing the pleasure in her lower body, Miori twisted her waist.

"Husband...I want..."

Even Kyoko was aroused by the seductive voice and wanted to help her sister reach orgasm.

"You called me the wrong name, you should call me master..."

"Husband...master...I want...to give me an orgasm...hanging like this...it feels so empty..." "That's more like it..." With Nobuo's agreement in the scene, Miori quickly reached orgasm with the help of his hands and mouth.

"Nobuo always likes to make me call him master, and I'm a sex slave..." "You guys are perverted..." Although she said that, Kyoko wanted to continue watching. Miori

was forced to lie on her stomach like a puppy by Nobuo, while Nobuo held Miori's buttocks from behind and thrust violently.

"Ahhh...so good...husband...you're so amazing..." "Miori baby...does my cock feel good to you..." "My cock feels so good to my pussy...ahhh..." The two in the scene changed from a rear-entry position to a standing position, from a side position to a riding position, from a chair to the bedside, and then from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed.

Kyoko blushed and her heart pounded. She couldn't help but recall the day Nobuo raped her, and she projected herself into the character in the video. His hard penis, superb technique, and enduring stamina made her feel hot all over.

When the video ended, and Nobuo violently thrust his hips, ejaculating inside Miori, Kyoko also recalled the moment of being raped and ejaculated inside her, her whole body burning and weak.

"Sister, you're so wet down there…you're aroused…"

For the first time, Kyoko didn't refute Miori; her mind was filled with lustful images.

"Actually, I want it too, sister, let's change positions…" Miori intertwined with Kyoko's body again, this time in a 69 position.

Miori didn't expect her conservative sister to lick her vulva willingly; she was only doing it so she could rub her and her sister's breasts together.

Kyoko was overwhelmed by the video, her sister's wet vulva now displayed before her eyes.

Although the video had also shown Miori's genitals, it wasn't as clear as it was now.

Kyoko had never looked at her sister's vulva so closely before. Miori, though also a sister, didn't have the same thick, bushy pubic hair as Kyoko; it was sparse and formed a long strip along her mons pubis. The

slightly dark red labia showcased the results of Nobuo's efforts over the years, and Kyoko couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy for the second time.

"This color of labia should have belonged to me," Kyoko thought for the first time.

As if seeking revenge, Kyoko also stuck out her tongue and licked her sister's vulva.

"Oh... Sister..."

Miori was pleasantly surprised by Kyoko's actions, and she licked her sister's clitoris even more diligently.

"Oh... Ahh..."

"Sister, you came again..."

Miori inserted her fingers into her vulva, feeling the tightness of her vagina during orgasm.

"Oh... Sister... That's great... Oh..."

Kyoko abandoned all moral constraints, her tongue plunging into her sister's vulva.

Miori retaliated fiercely, increasing the number of fingers to two.

Kyoko began to imitate her, retaliating in the same way Miori treated her.

Kyoko felt a burning desire burning within her, a desire that needed to be released.

Experience was no match for Miori; by the time Miori reached her first orgasm, Kyoko had lost count of how many.

"Sis, how was it? Was it good? Were you satisfied...?" Kyoko's throat was dry and hoarse; the several orgasms had almost driven her to the brink of collapse. She lay limp on the bed, not wanting to move.

Miori embraced Kyoko, nestled intimately against her chest, just like in their school days.

"Sis, you're even more lustful and thirsty than I imagined..."

Kyoko shyly raised her hand and slapped Miori's head.

"I told you not to talk nonsense! How could you talk about your sister like that..."

Miori stuck out her tongue and smiled, unable to resist acting cute and coquettish in front of her sister, despite being a 27-year-old married woman.

The two sisters embraced, enjoying the warmth of the moment.

"Little sister, when did you become a lesbian...?"

"No way, I only did it to satisfy my sister who's like a resentful old woman in the palace..." "You're asking for it..." The two sisters teased and chased each other for a while, then Meizhi suddenly blurted out:

"Sister, how about I get Nobuyuki to satisfy you?"

"What did you say?!"

Kyoko was stunned and asked Meizhi in disbelief.

"I said, how about I get Nobuyuki to satisfy you, to make love with you?" "You want me to cheat on you? You want me to commit incest? You want me to betray God and do those hellish things?" Kyoko asked three questions in a row, her tone becoming more and more agitated each time.

The sexual fantasy she just experienced was one thing, and even the orgasm from being raped was another, but those were not comparable to actively committing adultery. Religious and moral constraints prevented Kyoko from accepting Miori's suggestion.

"..."

"But your brother-in-law can't satisfy you, can he? Are you really going to give up the beauty that a woman can have? Besides... he should have belonged to you in the first place." Miori countered, trying to persuade Kyoko, but her voice trailed off at the last sentence. Her sister's "concession" years ago was also a source of pain for Miori.

"You're asking me to do these vulgar things just for sex?"

"Sister, this isn't vulgar; it's the enjoyment a woman should experience." "You're asking me to commit incest!" Kyoko's tone was stern and agitated.

"You're not related by blood."

"You're crazy!" Kyoko's tone became hysterical.

No, I can't accept this. I must uphold this God-blessed marriage; I must faithfully guard this marriage. I can't back down even a little. Even though... the feeling was incredibly wonderful.

Kyoko tried to convince herself with intense emotions and brainwashing religious rhetoric, but the image of the beastly, masculine passion, the various positions, and the lovemaking between Miori and her senior and his wife lingered in her mind.

"Sister, I'm not crazy. I just don't want to see my beloved sister never experience the greatest joy of being a woman. I'm leaving now. Think it over carefully." Before leaving, Miori turned back and whispered, "Sister, I'm sorry." That morning, Kyoko entered a church. It wasn't a grand cathedral, and it seemed rather deserted on a weekday.

Kyoko felt lost and tormented; the torment of deviating from religion and lust made her need confession. Afraid of running into acquaintances in her usual church, she chose a relatively unfamiliar one.

Sitting in the confessional chair, Miori felt uneasy, her complex emotions unspoken.

"Father…"

"My dear child, what troubles you?"

"Father, I have sinned," Kyoko said shamefully.

"Everyone in this world is sinful; the key is whether they understand how to believe in the Lord and ask for His forgiveness." "Father, I was raped..." Kyoko felt her voice was strained.

"...Oh, Lord, please forgive this lost child!" Behind the confessional wall, after a moment of silence, the priest spoke with surprise and compassion.

"If you're willing, you can tell me about this, and I believe the Lord will guide you on the right path..." Because of the wall separating them, Kyoko recounted what had recently happened.

"...That's how it is, Father, I'm in so much pain." After pouring out her pain, Kyoko still felt ashamed.

"...Do you think that senior was good to you?"

"He was very good to me."

Although she found the priest's question strange, Kyoko still answered.

"What's your impression of him?"

"Very good. Even though he did this to me, I can't hate him." "Do you like him?" "..." Kyoko couldn't answer that question, but she nodded in shame.

"Between him and your husband, who do you prefer?"

"I love my husband..."

The answer was so soft that even Kyoko herself couldn't hear it. In fact, if it weren't for her sister falling in love with Nobuo, Kyoko would have accepted Nobuo's advances.

"Does he give you an orgasm?"

"..."

"Do you enjoy having sex with him?"

"..."

"Would you still want to see him?"

"..."

"How many times has he given you an orgasm? Do you masturbate when you think about him? How much bigger is his penis than your husband's? Is his penis tasty?" "..." "..." Faced with increasingly outrageous and explicit questions, Kyoko sensed something was wrong. Just as Kyoko was about to leave, the door to the confessional opened. The door should have been opened by the priest, but Kyoko saw a familiar face.

"Senior!" Kyoko exclaimed in surprise.

Nobuo, dressed in a formal suit and tie, appeared before Kyoko.

"Hehe...didn't expect it to be me, did you! I'm good friends with the priest at this church, so I occasionally come here to be a priest for a day. I never expected to run into you, Kyoko." "No..." Kyoko felt her head spinning. She had actually recounted in detail how Nobuo had raped her.

"But if it weren't for this coincidence, I wouldn't have known...that you, Kyoko...were also interested in me. Otherwise, how could you remember the details so clearly?" "No...no..." In a panic, Kyoko tried to leave quickly, but Nobuo grabbed her and dragged her into the confessional where the priest sat.

"If you didn't like me, if you didn't have feelings for me, then why were you in pain? Why couldn't you firmly deny it just now..." Nobuo's words cut through the veil of shame Kyoko tried to conceal.

"..."

Nobuo kissed Kyoko's lips domineeringly, and before Kyoko could react, his tongue darted into her mouth and swirled around.

The mature man's breath sprayed on her face, and her tongue was teased by Nobuo's large tongue. Kyoko couldn't resist for long before she became lost in passion.

"Mmm..."

Kyoko let out a heavy breath from her high, delicate nose.

"Kyoko, I'm going to rape you here..."

Nobuo whispered in Kyoko's ear.

"No...don't..."

Kyoko protested, but her voice was soft and lacked any persuasive power.

Nobuo continued to kiss Kyoko, greedily sucking on her fragrant tongue and absorbing her sweet saliva. Gums, palate, under her tongue, the walls of her mouth—Nobuo's skillful tongue explored every corner of Kyoko's mouth, bringing her waves of light, tingling, and strange pleasure. Her

sister's kisses were gentle and delicate, and Nobuo's kisses, while equally gentle and delicate, possessed a more domineering, conquering quality. Compared to her husband's monotonous kissing skills, it all seemed utterly tasteless.

"No! How can I think like this? He's the husband I'm going to spend my life with." When Kyoko realized she was disappointed with her husband's kissing skills, she tried to convince herself and desperately tried to banish this unfaithful thought.

"Mmm... Hmph..."

With Nobuo's skillful kissing technique, Kyoko's desire for infidelity only intensified, not diminished.

Kyoko struggled to maintain her composure, pushing Nobuo away.

"Kyoko, today I'm going to take you here..."

Nobuo loosened his tie like a wild beast, his eyes filled with burning lust.

"Senpai, no! This is a church..."

Kyoko shook her head, her panic making her forget to run away, desperately pleading with Nobuo to have a change of heart.

Nobuo used his loosened tie to tie Kyoko's right hand and right foot together. Kyoko tried to resist, but to no avail.

Kyoko was wearing a knee-length white dress. Because one of her arms was tied, Nobuo easily pulled off her panties, which were rolled up and hung on her right, snow-white ankle.

"Senior, let's leave here. As long as we go home, I...I'm willing to be with you again..." Kyoko only wanted to escape this embarrassing and terrifying place as quickly as possible. Making love in a church was so blasphemous; Kyoko couldn't accept it no matter what. She could only feign compliance, indicating that she was willing to accept Nobuo's lust at home.

But the word "make love" was too shameful for Kyoko to utter. She struggled for a long time but couldn't say it, her face flushed red with embarrassment.

"Willing to...do what with me?"

Nobuo deliberately urged Kyoko to say it.

"...make love with you..."

The shy Kyoko ultimately couldn't say it aloud, using English to express it indirectly.

"Make love with me?"

Kyoko's pretty face flushed red, and she lowered her head in shame, almost burying it in her chest.

"Even here, we can still make love, why do we have to go home...hehehe..." "This is a church, this is blasphemous, we can't do this here." Kyoko pleaded with Nobuo in a pitiful and shameful manner, which greatly stimulated her faith in God.

"Don't worry, many people do this, God is used to it." Kyoko's left hand was also tied to her left leg with a belt by Nobuo, making her sit in the chair in a shameful M-shape.

"Senior, don't do this...it's so embarrassing..."

Although it wasn't the first time her genitals had been exposed to Nobuo, this blatant posture made Kyoko feel extremely ashamed.

"Kyoko, although your hair is a bit thick and messy, the color of your labia and clitoris is so beautiful..." "Don't do this..." "Shh...I forgot to remind you, don't shout, there are still people coming here in the morning, it wouldn't be good if people outside heard." Nobuo's expression was full of disgusting smugness, but Kyoko was helpless. "

Why...why have you become like this, senior..."

Kyoko choked up a little, the senior she had seen these few times was completely different from the one she knew before.

"You mean why I become so wicked, ungentle, and unconsiderate during sex?" Kyoko bit her lip and nodded.

"Because... that's how women reach orgasm. If you're as dull as your husband, or as gentle as a sissy, then a woman won't get the highest pleasure." Nobuo said, running his fingers around Kyoko's mons pubis while his other hand caressed her inner thighs.

"I used to think that women should be gentle and considerate, but later I discovered that it's not like that. Whether it's a career woman, a cute little girl, a teenage girl, a mature woman, a woman who is masochistic or has sadistic tendencies, only when she becomes the conquered one during sex, screaming and groaning under the man's crotch, can she experience the highest, ultimate pleasure as a woman. This is a conclusion I've drawn from many years of sexual experience." Kyoko's bra was unhooked and pushed up to her chest along with her top, exposing her full, soft breasts to the sacred air.

Nobuo wasn't as eager as he had been during the previous rape. His fingers caressed Kyoko's lower body, but avoided her genitals. He

didn't even touch her nipples, instead caressing other areas.

"No! I can't get aroused anymore. This is a church, I can't feel anything," Kyoko cried out inwardly. But no matter how much she suppressed it, the heat from Nobuo's large, hot hands seemed to travel through her body, causing her body temperature to rise even though her nipples and vulva weren't being touched.

The more Kyoko resisted, the more sensitive her body became, especially worried about a stranger entering the church. Her nerves were on edge, making her feel like prey caught in a spider's web. The more she struggled, the more trapped she became

in Nobuo's web of lust. As her snow-white flesh involuntarily writhed, his hands gradually moved towards her nipples and labia.

"Hah...hah..."

Kyoko's breathing quickened, her lips parting in a sensual gasp.

"See... I told you so! Your body has become aroused under my teasing, hasn't it?" "No... no..." "Still saying no..." Kyoko's vehement denial made Nobuo slowly insert his fingers into her increasingly wet vagina.

"My fingers don't feel like that at all, it's already getting wet inside..." "Oh..." Kyoko didn't want to admit it, but the pleasure emanating from the inner walls of her vagina made it impossible for her to avoid. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, spreading from her lower body to her upper body and even reaching her brain.

The movement of his fingers changed from slow to flexible, and the sticky fluid increased.

"Kyoko, is it comfortable?"

"Senior, no more..."

"Why are you saying that again? Your body clearly doesn't mean it is..." Nobuo was dissatisfied with Kyoko's answer, pulled his fingers out of her vagina, and waved two fingers in front of Kyoko, still covered in obscene fluid.

"This is proof of my lewdness... How shameful, my body is so filthy... I even felt something in the church..." Kyoko's eyes darted away from Nobuo's fingers, the sticky fluid on them making her so ashamed she wanted to dig a hole and hide inside, her head bowed low enough to bury herself in his full breasts.

"So wet, isn't it... You look so delicious right now..." Nobuo pressed his face between Kyoko's legs, his lips pressing against her labia.

"Oh... God..."

The moment Nobuo's tongue touched her labia, Kyoko's whole body tensed up, screaming inwardly.

"Stop... Stop..."

Kyoko suppressed her intense sensuality, whispering.

"Suck... Suck..."

Nobuo deliberately made lewd sucking sounds, his wet, thick tongue licking and teasing her clitoris, occasionally curling up and penetrating her vagina, his hands also caressing and kneading her erect breasts.

"Click-clack..."

The sound of high heels rang out, instantly tightening Kyoko's nerves to the extreme.

"It seems someone's coming..."

Nobuo wasn't nervous at all, stopping what he was doing and whispering in Kyoko's ear.

"Senior, this is enough, let's leave quickly, to a hotel, to my house, to your house, it doesn't matter... just not here..." Kyoko seized the opportunity to plead again, willing to reveal herself even if it meant escaping this sacred church.

"Mwah... Silly Kyoko, don't say things like that."

Nobuo kissed Kyoko's tense face and sat down, letting her sit on his lap.

"Father... I'm guilty..."

"Everyone in this world is guilty, only by believing in Jesus and sincerely worshipping Him can one obtain eternal life..." Nobuo said calmly, adopting a charlatan's demeanor.

"Father, I've committed adultery with my son."

"Ah..."

"Oh... Hallelujah..."

Just as Kyoko let out a surprised cry, Nobuo quickly covered her mouth with his hand.

"Father... what should I do? My husband is in mainland China all year round, only coming home for a few days each year, and my son is going through puberty. One day I accidentally caught him watching porn and masturbating. Before I could say anything, he pounced on me and raped me." "Oh... Almighty Lord will forgive you. It's not your fault... it's just that the world is too evil..." "But... I had an orgasm. I had an orgasm while being raped by my son. After that, I couldn't help but think about my son every night. I dream about having sex with him. I can't forget my son's big penis. Father... am I being very lewd...?" "Almighty Lord is merciful. Jesus said: 'When someone strikes you on the left cheek, you should turn the other cheek to him.' It's not terrible to have pleasure, it's not terrible to have physical desires. You should mercifully use your body to love your son as much as you can..." Xinxiong spouted nonsense, his hands moving even more indecently. One hand covered Xingzi's mouth, while the other hand inserted fingers into Xingzi's vagina, moving them nimbly.

"Father... I really couldn't face my son. In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore. While he was asleep, he climbed into his bed, and I gave him oral sex. Then I sat on top of him and put his penis inside me, writhing like a slut..." Kyoko listened to the horrifying incestuous confession while enduring the intense sensuality from her uterus, her breath coming in a seductive and rapid gasp. Nobuo's body reacted just as quickly, his penis hard and erect, sinking into Kyoko's soft buttocks. Even through her pants, Kyoko could feel the heat of Nobuo's crotch.

"...Later, my son seemed to discover my sneak attack. He became even more brazen. As soon as he got home, regardless of whether I was cooking or not, he would pull off my skirt in the kitchen and make love to me wildly on the dining table and the kitchen counter." "Mmm..." When Nobuo's fingers touched Kyoko's most sensitive flesh, Kyoko couldn't help but let out a seductive gasp. Nobuo seemed afraid that the person confessing would discover him and stopped.

The two paused nervously, but the woman in the confessional seemed oblivious to the commotion and continued speaking.

"...He's like a dog in heat, never satisfied. Besides before meals, he wants to shower with me while I shower, and we make love in the bathroom. He wants me to give him oral sex during breaks from studying, and he wants it before bed. Now I can't live without him; I'm obsessed with my son's penis...Father...what should I do..." "Actually...this is just a lost child wanting to return to the warmth of his mother's womb...it's not a sin...and you are simply following God's will, spreading His (this is the author's deliberate use of language, not a typo.) mercy...besides..." Nobuo's fingers moved deftly, and Kyoko's breathing grew increasingly rapid. The surging pleasure stimulated Kyoko for a long time; she tried to clench her thighs to stop Nobuo's movements, but this only made her vagina tighter, producing even stronger pleasure.

"Oh, oh..."

Reason could not resist the pleasure of the body. Suppressed but passionate moans came from Kyoko's throat. Her body trembled violently, and the lustful fluids of orgasm dripped from between her thighs down Nobuo's palm.

"Besides, even the white people whom Jesus loved most, didn't shout 'Lord' while making love... Even nuns ride bicycles without seat cushions everywhere, so don't worry. You're doing very well, you're right. Just continue to love your child! Continue to spread God's love." "Just like how white priests love to use their 'holy stick' to educate and whip lost little boys and girls, you should use your glorious flesh to contain your son's sinful stick, use your loving lips to persuade and influence him, and suck out the evil fluids from his body. Offer your body to spread God's light... Let God's light shine on the earth... Hallelujah!" Kyoko's climax did not affect Nobuo's incoherent ramblings, speaking seriously about his understanding of God, and even inciting the woman to "spread" her incestuous behavior.

The intense humiliation brought tears to Kyoko's eyes. Even when Nobuo raped her, she hadn't felt the urge to die like she did now. Her unwavering faith was ruthlessly crushed by lust, and the collapse of her faith brought tears to her eyes.

"Thank you, Father… I know what to do…"

As the woman's footsteps faded, Nobuo released Kyoko from her restraints.

"You hate me…?"

Nobuo saw intense hatred in Kyoko's eyes, eyes that were usually devoid of anger and resentment.

"Aren't you happy…? The marks on the ground are all yours…" Kyoko glared at Nobuo and bit his arm hard.

Nobuo gritted his teeth and remained silent. He had never loved anyone so deeply before; Kyoko was the first. If Kyoko were still single and devoted to God, perhaps Nobuo wouldn't have resorted to such methods. Because Kyoko was married, he both loved and hated her intensely. While loving her wholeheartedly, Nobuo felt an immense pleasure from humiliating Kyoko, watching her climax, watching her be conquered.

"Kyoko...you're mine!"

Nobuo thought to himself.

"I love you so much...I'm sorry for hurting your faith, cry if you want to..." Nobuo suddenly comforted Kyoko.

"Why...why are you being so kind to me...why won't you let me hate you like this..." Kyoko cried out inwardly, knowing she was about to succumb.

Nobuo gently allowed Kyoko to vent.

"Do you know where the priest went...?"

Kyoko shook her head.

"Come with me..."

Nobuo led Kyoko to the door of a room at the back of the hall.

"I hope...your faith won't collapse again..."

Nobuo whispered in Kyoko's ear before opening the door.

"Good boy... stick your butt up... Uncle Priest is about to perform the ceremony... Lord... please shine your holy staff with your merciful light... dispel the abyss of sin... Holy light bless... Ha~ Re~ Lu~ Ya~!" Inside the room was an underage boy, his butt sticking out like a puppy, while behind him was a priest with an erect penis, aimed directly at the boy's anus, thrusting in during a chant.

"Isn't this perverted...? It's normal... This happens more or less in every church..." Nobuo whispered in Kyoko's ear from behind.

"They are all the most steadfast believers in God... and this boy is hailed as a divinely ordained son... a key figure being groomed by the church." "This isn't as obscene as the rumors suggest; it's actually a most mysterious traditional Christian ritual. Only boys who undergo this ritual can become truly holy clergy, just as Buddhists must receive the Threefold Ordination to become true monks. Every priest you see has been born through this process." Kyoko stared blankly at the unbelievable scene in the room, not knowing how long she'd been there. Still reeling from the shock, Nobuo led her back to the confessional.

"Well... now you know why the priest isn't here, and why I'm in the confessional!" "Oh my god..." Kyoko stammered after a long silence.

"Senior... what are you going to do?"

Nobuo pulled down his pants, revealing his erect penis, and walked towards Kyoko.

"Of course, we should continue what we haven't finished... I haven't finished raping you yet." "Senior... no... please..." "Just... just don't... do it here... I... I can use my hand to... help you..." Kyoko said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Nobuo touched Kyoko's snow-white thighs with both hands, thought for a moment and said:

"How about this, you give me oral sex, as long as you let me ejaculate, then I won't have sex here..." Nobuo made another request.

Kyoko struggled for a few minutes and nodded with difficulty.

Nobuo, his penis erect, approached Kyoko. Kyoko, suppressing her shame, opened her mouth and took it in.

"Ah…it hurts…you can't bite…"

Kyoko didn't know how to perform oral sex; her only experience was with Miori. She didn't know how to lick a man's penis, so when she put it in her mouth, she bit Nobuo, causing him pain.

"Senior…I'm sorry…"

Kyoko apologized shamefully, but as soon as she took it in, her mouth was filled with the metallic taste of masculinity.

"You've never performed oral sex before?"

Kyoko shook her head.

"So, this is your first time?!"

Kyoko nodded.

"I didn't expect your husband to be so boring. In that case, let me properly enjoy your first time with your mouth…listen to my instructions…" "Kyoko…come on, first lick with your tongue…lick around my glans…hiss…" Kyoko, awkward and shy, followed Nobuo's instructions, extending her soft, fragrant tongue to lick the burning glans. It was salty, fishy, and had a strong masculine scent.

"Oh... Kyoko...yes, then lick from bottom to top, like licking a lollipop, licking up from my testicles...oh...you're doing it so well...it feels so good...hiss..." Actually, Kyoko's technique wasn't enough to make Nobuo enjoy it so much; it was mostly the pleasure of being trained. Nobuo brushed aside the hair covering Kyoko's face, watching her shy and awkward yet obediently follow his instructions. That sense of accomplishment made up for everything.

"Take it in your mouth...don't bite with your teeth...oh...yes, that's it...suck while licking the glans with your tongue...oh...hiss..." Following Nobuo's instructions, Kyoko slowly got used to it. As the glans swirled in her mouth, Kyoko gradually forgot she was in a church. The heat in her body created a need, and the movements of her mouth became faster and faster.

"Oh...Kyoko...oh oh..."

Nobuo didn't ejaculate in Kyoko's mouth. Just a second before ejaculation, he withdrew.

"Kyoko... Ohhhh..."

Hot, white semen spurted from her mouth, splashing onto Kyoko's high, delicate nose, fair face, fiery red lips, and jet-black hair.

"Ah..."

Kyoko, experiencing her first facial ejaculation, let out a surprised and shy scream mixed with excitement upon seeing the white fluid. Her soft tongue instinctively licked the semen on her red lips.

"Kyoko... that's so lewd..."

Seeing Kyoko lick her lips, Nobuo commented.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey..."

"Kyoko, tell me... what does it taste like..."

"...Astringent, slippery, and fishy."

Kyoko blushed as she described her experience with the semen.

Nobuo pulled out some tissues and gently wiped the semen from Kyoko's face, then kissed her pretty cheek.

Nobuo kept his promise and didn't further violate Kyoko. After clumsily tidying her clothes, he led the somewhat dazed Kyoko away from the church.

That evening.

"Wife...I love you..."

"My lips, sucking my tongue," Kyoko cried out in her heart.

"Mmm...mmm..."

"Touch my breasts, suck my nipples." Faced with her husband's monotonous kisses on her cheek, Kyoko yearned unsatisfiedly.

"Deeper...harder..." Kyoko wrapped her legs around Yan Hui's waist, expressing her desire with her body language.

"I want to change positions..." Kyoko turned her head away somewhat coldly.

"Oh...wife...I'm going to cum..."

"No! Don't be so fast...I haven't come yet..." Kyoko stared at Yan Hui with wide eyes, but couldn't bring herself to say such lewd words. Kyoko was in the throes of passion, but Yan Hui had already ejaculated on top of her. "Not enough...

husband...don't sleep..."

Kyoko looked at Yan Hui, who had fallen asleep, her eyes filled with resentment.

After experiencing Xin Xiong's lewdness, Yan Hui's usually monotonous but tender and affectionate sex seemed full of flaws, and Yan Hui couldn't feel Kyoko's body language at all.

"Sister, how about I let Nobuo satisfy you, make love with you?... I just don't want to see my beloved sister never experience the greatest pleasure of being a woman... Besides... he should have belonged to you in the first place." Kyoko remembered Miori's words before falling asleep.

"Hello, I'm looking for Dr. Nobuo."

That noon, Kyoko arrived at Nobuo's clinic.

"Is this your first time seeing him?" the nurse asked routinely.

"No, I'm his junior. He said he needed me to come see him." Kyoko's answer was somewhat uneasy; she felt her heart pounding more fiercely than usual.

Kyoko wore a light blue silk blouse under a cotton, deep V-neck coat, a gray-green pencil skirt with black stockings, high-heeled sandals, and deliberately applied light makeup, seemingly anticipating that Nobuo would do something unspeakable.

"Oh, it's you."

Nobuo came out of the consultation room, seeing off the last patient at the clinic.

"I'm here."

Seeing Nobuo in his white doctor's coat, despite his refined appearance, the impression of the previous rape and the wicked charlatan in the church lingered in her mind.

A strange conversation ensued, creating an awkward atmosphere between Nobuo and Kyoko.

"Want to have lunch with me?" Nobuo invited.

"Okay," Kyoko passively agreed.

"Yasheng, you can go home now. That's enough for today. I'm going to meet up with my junior." The nurse at the counter listened to Nobuo's words but gave Kyoko a suggestive look, making her feel extremely uneasy.

"Don't get the wrong idea, she's my wife's sister,"

Nobuo explained, but the nurse didn't accept it, giving him a "so what?" look. This made Kyoko feel awkward and uncomfortable.

Nobuo took Kyoko to a restaurant and chatted with her as if nothing had happened, appearing very poised and confident.

Kyoko, on the other hand, often spaced out while eating, frequently making inappropriate remarks and creating awkward silences.

"Honey, it's me. I'm having dinner with your sister now, and I'll take her home later... Hmm... Okay, you'll be back late taking care of the animals, right... Hmm... Okay... I'll buy dinner on my way back... Hmm... That's all... Bye-bye..." "Alright. Let's go, let's go home." Nobuo, having finished his call with Miori, led Kyoko out of the restaurant.

Hearing this, Kyoko's anxious and hesitant mood calmed down considerably.

"Finally, this moment has come," Kyoko thought to herself.

"If... it's just me and my senior... something else will definitely happen..." Kyoko thought to herself, but she wasn't as afraid as she had imagined; instead, she held a sliver of anticipation, a "premonition" that something was about to happen.

"Sit wherever you like."

The house was neat and clean, and several cats and dogs were running and playing outside on the balcony. Nobuo called out to Kyoko.

"Tea or coffee?"

Such a familiar conversation, only the roles were reversed.

"Water is fine."

"Don't rush to answer, there's another option: tea, coffee, or me." As soon as Nobuo finished speaking, he put his hands on Kyoko's shoulders, and Kyoko trembled with excitement.

"I'm not..."

Nobuo's fingers gently touched Kyoko's lips, his thick fingers teasing her lips.

"No need to deny it, we'll prove everything with our actions."

Nobuo kissed Kyoko's red lips, holding her tightly with his hands.

A strong masculine scent filled the air, and his nimble tongue sneaked into her mouth without warning, teasing Kyoko's soft tongue.

"Mmm..."

The rapid pace made Kyoko lose her composure, her tongue trying to dodge Nobuo's teasing, but no matter where she hid, Nobuo's tongue always managed to hook her, bringing her a slightly itchy sensation.

Before she could even swallow her saliva, both of them drooled from the corners of their mouths under Nobuo's forceful, wet kiss.

"Hehe, Kyoko, your breath tastes like onions."

A single sentence snapped Kyoko out of her reverie, her face flushing with embarrassment.

"Don't worry, I don't mind. Kyoko, I'm so glad you took the initiative to come to me; it means our relationship has taken another step forward. You've finally faced your own desires head-on, and I really like that about you," Nobuo praised Kyoko.

Women always enjoy being praised, but Nobuo's praise carried a hint of teasing mockery, and Kyoko lowered her head shyly.

Nobuo lifted Kyoko's chin with his hand and kissed her deeply again.

This time, Kyoko wasn't as flustered as before; she mustered her courage and extended her tongue to meet Nobuo's.

Nobuo's lips enveloped Kyoko's tongue, sucking and teasing its tip.

"Mmm..."

Nobuo's hands weren't idle; the silk shirt felt soft to the touch, and even through the fabric, he could feel his large, hot hands grasping and caressing Kyoko's breasts.

"You're not wearing a bra?!"

Nobuo asked Kyoko in surprise. He hadn't expected Kyoko to be so bold, and his gaze towards her intensified.

Kyoko remained silent, shyly, as her clothes slipped off her body under Nobuo's eagerness.

"Oh~ you're wearing a shirt."

Nobuo removed Kyoko's outer garment and shirt, discovering that she was wearing a spaghetti-strap shirt.

Compared to sexy lingerie, Nobuo preferred women wearing spaghetti-strap shirts. The soft material of the shirt allowed him to fully feel the softness of her breasts even without removing it, and during lovemaking, even without removing the shirt, watching her breasts sway beneath it was quite alluring.

"Did Miori tell you?"

Kyoko nodded shyly.

Nobuo smiled and caressed Kyoko's breasts, his lips finding her earlobe hidden beneath her long hair, and gently kissing it.

Nobuo's movements weren't as rough and forceful as the previous rape, but the sensuality he brought to Kyoko was just as sweet.

"Hmm..."

Nobuo didn't push up Kyoko's shirt. He caressed her breasts through the fabric, opening his mouth to suckle at her nipples.

Under Nobuo's teasing, Kyoko felt her whole body heat up, a desire rising within her to receive his kisses. She began to push her shirt up with both hands.

When her shirt was pushed up, revealing her soft, full breasts, Nobuo cupped them from below, his fingers moving rapidly like he was playing a piano, causing her breasts to tremble in waves of sensuality.

"Your breasts are so alluring..."

"Ugh... Don't say that..."

Kyoko closed her eyes, letting Nobuo do as he pleased.

"Does your husband play with your breasts like this?" "

..." "

I bet he doesn't, otherwise your areolas wouldn't still be as pink as peach blossoms." "Ugh... Don't say that... Don't mention him..." Nobuo whispered in Kyoko's ear, his tongue gliding over her sensitive earlobe, his lips lightly kissing her small earlobe.

Kyoko felt a mixture of shyness and pleasure, but when Nobuo mentioned her husband, a strange, illicit emotion stirred within her—a mixture of shame, guilt, and a morbid excitement.

"Tell me…how does he usually do it to you…"

Nobuo pressed relentlessly.

"…"

"If you won't tell me, I'll stop."

Nobuo withdrew his hands, placing them upright on his knees, appearing completely unmoved.

Kyoko, deprived of his caresses, felt a faint emptiness, a sense of loss washing over her.

"Please don't mention him, okay? I've already wronged him…"

Kyoko stroked Nobuo's chest. Nobuo remained unmoved.

Kyoko bit her lip and whispered, "He's not as good as you. You make me feel better." Nobuo smiled smugly, left the sofa, and knelt beside Kyoko's feet.

Kyoko sat on the sofa, her legs lifted by Nobuo.

Black stockings tightly encased Kyoko's feet, their long, slender curves captivating. Nobuo opened his mouth and, stocking-covered, took Kyoko's toes into his mouth.

"Mmm...no..."

Kyoko felt her feet were dirty and wanted to stop Nobuo from sucking, but under Nobuo's adoring gaze, she lost her will.

Kyoko didn't find Nobuo's actions perverted; the deep love in his eyes moved her.

Nobuo's movements were both gentle and rough. Her stockings were already soaked with Nobuo's kisses, but the sticky feeling wasn't uncomfortable under his constant sucking and licking; instead, a slight tickling sensation made Kyoko feel quite pleased.

Nobuo's mouth moved to her knees, his hands still holding and kneading Kyoko's soles.

Unlike last time, Nobuo didn't forcefully attack Kyoko's vagina; even her skirt wasn't wrinkled, yet Kyoko felt her vagina begin to secrete lubrication.

When Nobuo removed the stockings and kissed Kyoko's toes again, Kyoko felt her vagina was already wet.

"Mmm...uh...senpai..."

Nobuo kissed her even more passionately, not missing a single groove on her soles. His tongue gently traced and licked them, the ticklish sensation filling her entire body and stimulating her lower abdomen. Kyoko began to sway her slender waist.

Unlike the gauze skirt she wore last time, her tight skirt had fallen to the ground with Kyoko's help.

"Kyoko, just licking your toes and breasts, and your panties are already soaked. This time it wasn't my saliva that caused it." Nobuo deliberately held up her panties in front of Kyoko, the wet ring around them a testament to her sensual allure.

"Ugh...senpai...don't say that..."

Kyoko covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, unable to face the evidence of her lewdness.

Nobuo parted Kyoko's legs and buried his face in her moist, fragrant mound of hair.

"Su-su..."

Nobuo deliberately made obscene sucking sounds.

"Eek... Senior, don't suck like that... It's so embarrassing..." "But if I don't suck like that, it'll be too late... After all, Kyoko's vagina is so wet..." For the first time, Kyoko felt ashamed of her sensitive body. The "su-su" sound kept coming from her lower body. The louder the sound, the stronger the pleasure of sucking, and the more fluid flowed from her vagina.

"Ugh... Eek... Oh oh..."

Kyoko's slender waist trembled and convulsed, and a stream of fluid seeped from her vulva. She had obviously reached orgasm.

Nobuo did not stop. His tongue curled and entered her vagina.

"Oh... Senior..."

Kyoko wanted to speak, but the sexy and constantly stimulating nerves made her gasp and moan continuously.

His tongue swirled inside her vagina, his thumb pressed and rubbed her clitoris, and his other fingers kept playing with her labia. Kyoko was overwhelmed by the sexiness, and her vaginal fluid kept seeping out.

Kyoko forgot her faith, forgot her husband. In the throes of sensuality, Kyoko arched her slender waist, her hands kneading her soft, white breasts. Desire devoured her like a black hole.

"Oh...ah...again..."

Fragmented words, high-pitched moans, a trembling body, and the wet patch between her legs told the story of Kyoko's sensual climax.

Seeing Kyoko lying limply on the sofa, Nobuo didn't take action. Instead, he let Kyoko lean against him, his hands caressing her stomach and shoulders.

"Here?"

Nobuo gently inquired of Kyoko's wishes.

Kyoko shook her head.

"Into the room?"

Kyoko didn't answer directly, but her body nestled into Nobuo's chest, shyly acquiescing.

Nobuo made a move to pick Kyoko up like a bride, but Kyoko resisted.

"I want to take a shower first,"

Kyoko's voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

"Let's go inside first."

Nobuo didn't let Kyoko say anything more, picking her up in his arms. Kyoko shyly buried her head in Nobuo's chest, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Such a broad chest. Kyoko remembered how, in college, Nobuo had often forcefully made her lie on his broad chest, listening to his strong, familiar heartbeat; that feeling was safe.

Kyoko shyly went into the bathroom. The reason she didn't let Nobuo have his way with her immediately was that she felt embarrassed that he could smell the lingering scent of lunch on his mouth.

When Kyoko came out wearing her sister's silk bathrobe, she nervously walked to the bedside.

"Lie down for a bit, wait for me to come out."

Nobuo was always so considerate and gentle with her.

Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Kyoko felt a little panicked.

What would he do to me? Would he make me call him "master" like he did with her sister?

Would he make me do something shameful? Would he make me say those vulgar, obscene words?

Questions kept popping into Kyoko's mind; she couldn't even tell if she was afraid of what might happen. Or was she hoping it would happen?

The bathroom door opened, and Nobuo emerged wearing only his underwear.

At 33, he was at the peak of his charm, still carrying the aura of youth, yet the maturity gained through life's experiences was evident on his face. His physical strength had only recently peaked; if maintained well, he could still be at his best.

Unlike Yan Hui's pale, muscular physique, Nobuo's body was sharply defined, his eyes bright and confident as he looked at Kyoko, the tenderness in his gaze making Kyoko's heart flutter.

With each step he approached, Kyoko's heart raced.

When Nobuo lifted the blanket, even though she was still wearing a bathrobe, Kyoko felt like a naked lamb, completely exposed before him.

Nobuo laid himself down beside Kyoko, untying the drawstring of her bathrobe with one hand.

"Kyoko, you're so beautiful,"

Nobuo praised lavishly.

Nobuo's large hand slipped under Kyoko's back, cupping her soft breasts from the other end, while his other hand rested on her navel, gently caressing it.

Nobuo kissed Kyoko gently and briefly. Kyoko shyly raised her head and returned the kiss.

Soon, her body began to heat up under Nobuo's caresses. Kyoko's tongue darted out, begging for his sucking.

Nobuo's hot lips enveloped Kyoko's tongue, his fingers pinching and rotating her erect nipples, while his other hand cupped her mons pubis, his middle finger slipping into her vulva.

"Eek...mmm..."

The hot, wet kiss made Kyoko breathe heavily. The wet kiss was sensually sweet, her saliva a delicious drink. Kyoko, who loved the wonderful wet kiss, kept demanding more.

A surge of passionate desire made Kyoko clumsily twist her slender waist, responding to Nobuo's fingers.

"Ah...oh..."

The fingers inside her vulva felt like they were touching a sensitive flower bud. The electric sensation made Kyoko tremble with arousal. Nobuo grasped her large hand covering her vulva, trying to stop something.

It seemed he had found it. Seeing Kyoko's reaction, Nobuo knew he had touched a woman's most sensitive and mysterious G-spot, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Ahhh..."

A series of lewd, squelching sounds rang out as Kyoko's slender waist writhed sensually as her G-spot was touched.

Nobuo increased his fingers to two, pinching and pressing at her sensitive clitoris, the intense sensuality causing Kyoko to let out a high-pitched moan.

"Senior...oh...no...oh oh oh..."

The more intense sensuality than ever before caused Kyoko to let out a high-pitched moan, her vagina contracting and convulsing violently, a fierce stream of fluid gushing out, tracing an erotic arc like urinary incontinence.

"Kyoko, I didn't expect you to be so sensitive, you actually squirted... You've released so much fluid, you look so sexy, so beautiful..." Kyoko didn't understand what Nobuo was saying. Her mind was blank. The orgasm she had just experienced was more intense than the previous ones, so intense that she couldn't breathe, as if she were about to die. The pleasure was like eating candy for the first time as a child, addictive enough after just one time.

"There's so much fluid, let me lick it dry for you."

Nobuo spread Kyoko's thighs and straddled her, forming a 69 position.

"Oh..."

Nobuo placed a pillow under Kyoko's buttocks, cupping them with both hands, exposing her vulva completely.

Nobuo lost his previous gentleness, pressing his face against her vulva, rubbing with his nose, licking with his tongue, and even biting with his teeth.

"Oh... ah..."

Kyoko was still immersed in the sensuality of her orgasm when Nobuo's actions pushed her to another peak. Kyoko looked at the erect penis in front of her, and in her daze, she stuck out her tongue and licked the tip.

It was filled with masculine scents, with an obscene taste and a devilish allure, but Kyoko forgot her faith and licked Nobuo's glans like she was licking ice cream.

Despite his clumsy movements, Nobuo's glans was still excited, oozing a clear liquid.

"Oh... Kyoko... your technique is better than last time... Susu... tsk... have you been secretly practicing...?" Kyoko felt ashamed at Nobuo's question, but since the last oral sex, she had been practicing at home, watching the self-made videos of the Miori couple and trying to learn with a cucumber.

"..."

"Oh... yes... ah... don't bite like that... oh oh..." Not hearing Kyoko's reply, Nobuo increased the force of his sucking, his teeth gently grinding against her sensitive clitoris a few times, the intense sensuality causing Kyoko to let out a seductive moan.

"What do you use to practice... do you use Enki's penis to practice...?" "No... we wouldn't do that..." "Then how do you practice...?" "... cucumber... in private..." "Then... have you used a cucumber to masturbate...?"

"..."

Kyoko felt extremely ashamed of this question, she opened her sexy lips and took Nobuo's penis into her mouth, refusing to answer.

Nobuo didn't let Kyoko off the hook. He found her G-spot with his fingers and started digging hard, while loudly sucking up her excited juices.

"Ah... Senior... No... Oh... I said... I have..." "What?" "Oh... I've been masturbating with a cucumber... Oh... Senior... Don't do that... I'm going to cum... Ahhh..." Kyoko trembled and contracted her vagina as Nobuo teased her most sensitive spot, releasing her climaxing juices.

"Su... Your juices taste so good... Susu..."

Nobuo's words diluted Kyoko's climax pleasure and added a touch of shame.

Kyoko, feeling completely numb, tilted her head back and opened her beautiful mouth to suck on Nobuo's thick, hard penis.

"Oh... Kyoko, you're licking so well, oh..."

Nobuo gently twisted his waist. This thrusting motion made Kyoko, who had just learned oral sex, very uncomfortable, and her tongue became less agile.

"Ugh..."

Several times Nobuo thrust deeper, making Kyoko feel uncomfortable and let out a sound of discomfort.

Nobuo turned around, helped Kyoko sit up, and, having been excited for a long time, cupped Kyoko's head in his hands and began thrusting.

"Ugh...ugh..."

Kyoko, having seen the videos, wasn't unaware that oral sex could be done this way. In Miori's self-made videos, Nobuo loved using Miori's mouth as a vagina. But when she received such treatment herself, the inexperienced Kyoko seemed flustered.

"Oh...Kyoko...suck harder...make your cheeks hollow out, leave the rest to me..." Nobuo noticed Kyoko's flustered state and was hit by her teeth several times.

"Oh...Kyoko...you're doing it well...that's it...oh...so good..." As Kyoko became more familiar with it, the pleasure Nobuo felt intensified. When Nobuo brushed Kyoko's hair behind her ears, revealing her charming and pure face with a lustful expression due to the hollowing of her cheeks, an urge to ejaculate surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh... Anzu... I'm going to cum... Ohhh..."

With that, Nobuo ejaculated into Anzu's mouth.

Anzu didn't swallow the semen; she grabbed a tissue from the bedside table and spat it out along with her saliva.

"Oh my god... it's still erect..."

Anzu was surprised to see Nobuo's penis still hard after ejaculation.

"What... your husband went soft after ejaculating...?"

Anzu nodded shyly.

Nobuo knelt on the bed, spread Anzu's legs, lifted her shapely buttocks, and pressed his hard penis against her vulva. With just a slight thrust, he could enter her wet and wonderful flesh.

"Anzu, I'm coming..."

Despite having hypnotized herself for a long time, when Nobuo's penis was pressed against her vulva, the confusion of faith, guilt towards her husband, and moral contradictions made Anzu want to back down.

Getting the conservative Kyoko to agree wasn't easy, but Nobuo didn't force her. With a thrust of his hips, he entered Kyoko's vagina without any resistance.

"Kyoko, I'm inside... This time it was your own choice..." "Senior... please don't say that... Oh... I'm so sorry to Enki, I'll go to hell..." At the moment his penis entered, Kyoko couldn't help but shed tears, tears of guilt towards her husband and for her own downfall.

Nobuo bent down and gently kissed away Kyoko's tears.

"On the road to hell, I'll be with you..."

Nobuo swayed his hips, his penis riding inside her vagina.

Nobuo's penis was hard and hot, and each thrust sent a strong sensuality through Kyoko's vagina.

"Ah... Oh..."

"Kyoko... your vagina is so soft... so tight..."

"Ah... Ah..."

Nobuo lifted Kyoko up, and the two embraced face to face.

"Kyoko... stick out your tongue... let me suck it..."

Kyoko obediently stuck out her tongue, and Nobuo greedily sucked on it.

"Oh...ah...senpai..."

Kyoko moaned passionately, calling out seductively.

"Call my name..."

"Ah...Shin...Nobuo-nii..."

Kyoko felt uncomfortable with Nobuo's name, so she imitated her younger sister, adding "nii" after his name.

"Is this position comfortable..."

"..."

Kyoko didn't answer, her slender waist twisting in response, giving her answer.

"Tsk...tsk...Kyoko, your breasts are so soft...so sweet..." Nobuo lowered his head and sucked on Kyoko's breasts. Kyoko tilted her head back excitedly, her long hair flying wildly, and thrust her chest forward to meet Nobuo, making it easier for him to suckle.

"Ah...compared to my sister...oh...whose...are...better...oh oh..." Consumed by lust, Kyoko felt a competitive urge to compare herself to her sister.

"Sigh... Your breasts are so white... so fragrant... so sweet... Sigh... Kyoko's breasts are the most beautiful... the most delicious breasts in the world... Sigh..." Nobuo wouldn't make a low-level mistake, constantly praising Kyoko, never mentioning other women, not even Kyoko's own sister.

"Oh... Ahh... Oh oh..."

Besides sucking and licking Kyoko's soft breasts, Nobuo also kissed Kyoko's fair neck and collarbone. "Kyoko, let's change positions..." Nobuo laid Kyoko back on the bed, putting one of her legs down, forming a side position.

"Ah... Oh oh..."

Nobuo deeply inserted his penis into Kyoko's vagina, holding Kyoko's feet in his hands, kissing her calves, and sucking her toes.

Kyoko felt intense friction against her pubic bone, and her labia could feel Nobuo's caresses. The stimulation on her legs pushed Kyoko to orgasm.

"Ah... Senior... I want... Oh..."

Nobuo went a step further and changed positions, turning Kyoko over so that her back was against his body, her long, beautiful legs spread wide apart.

"Kyoko, you're so sensitive... You came so easily... Will you squirt again later...?" Nobuo pressed against Kyoko's back, kissing the back of her neck from behind.

"Ah... I don't know... I don't know... Oh..."

Kyoko murmured, the pleasure in her vagina making her lose her mind, threatening to consume her senses.

"Kyoko, look up in front of you..."

Kyoko looked up and saw a mirror in front of her, reflecting her image.

Kyoko's face was flushed, her long hair clung to her face, and Nobuo was squeezing and kneading her breasts from behind, shaping them into many lewd forms.

"No... Don't look..."

Kyoko saw in the mirror that her genitals were being erotically penetrated by a penis, the wet sheen of the penis faithfully reflected.

"Ah... No... It's so embarrassing..."

Kyoko turned her head away in shame, not wanting to see her shameful appearance.

"Look..."

Nobuo turned Kyoko's head back and commanded her in a commanding tone.

"Ah...no...I don't believe...oh oh..."

Kyoko tried to beg Nobuo, but the fragmented words were overwhelmed by her sensuality, making it impossible to express herself.

"Don't you understand? Then we can get closer..."

Nobuo lifted Kyoko's other leg, and now Kyoko's legs were spread apart and held by Nobuo, in a shameful position like coaxing a child to urinate, while his penis continued to rhythmically thrust in and out of Kyoko's vagina.

"Ah...no...senpai...Nobuo-nii...oh...no...stop..." "Don't want to stop? Then I'll get closer." Nobuo teased Kyoko with his old, grammatically incorrect joke.

Nobuo walked to the mirror, his penis clearly reflected in it, and at the point of genital union, one could see the white, bubbly fluids produced by the intense thrusting.

"Don't look...it's so embarrassing...oh..."

Kyoko tried to cover the mirror with her hands, but there was a risk of falling, so she could only wrap her arms around Nobuo's neck, begging for mercy.

"Senior... don't do this... it's so embarrassing..."

"You think it's lewd?"

As he asked, Nobuo deliberately thrust a few times harder.

"Hmm... sigh..."

Kyoko didn't respond, only letting out short moans.

"Is that so?"

Nobuo asked persistently, making a slapping sound with his violent thrusts.

"Yes... senior, go... don't watch here... oh... please... it's so embarrassing... ahh..." "I said you should call my name..." Nobuo felt Kyoko's vaginal walls begin to contract, knowing she was about to climax, and he refused to leave, delaying the time, increasing the force and speed of his thrusts.

"Nobu... Nobuo-nii... ahh... I'm... ahh..." Kyoko couldn't withstand the sensual onslaught, her vagina contracting violently, her juices gushing out from the point of their union, some spraying onto the mirror, some dripping onto the floor, and some sliding down her thighs with each thrust.

"Xingzi, look, your juices are all over the mirror..."

"Brother Xinxiong... have mercy on me... please don't do it here... I can't take it... it's so embarrassing... I feel like a shameless slut..." Xingzi's voice choked with sobs as she finished speaking.

Seeing that Xingzi was about to break down, Xinxiong carried her back to the bed and they resumed their missionary position.

"Xingzi, don't cry... it's my fault... I love you so much... I want to see your most lewd side..." Xinxiong's gentle approach was meant to calm Xingzi down.

"I finally made up my mind to come to you, and you make me see this shameful sight... I... I'm sorry to Yanhui... When I look at myself in the mirror... I feel so shameless... God will punish me..." "No... no, God will only punish wicked people like me..." "Oh... ah..." Xingzi's hands gradually wrapped around Xinxiong, and her legs gradually encircled his waist.

Seeing that Xingzi's emotions had stabilized, Xinxiong began to thrust faster.

"Ah...oh..."

The penis, nearing ejaculation, swelled up one last time, the fiery glans rubbing intensely against the tight vagina, bringing both Kyoko and Nobuo intense pleasure.

The electric-like sensuality made Kyoko feel like she was melting, her whole body convulsing violently. As the vagina sucked intensely, Nobuo increased the speed of his thrusts, pushing Kyoko towards climax again and again.

"Ah...I'm going to cum...Oh...I'm going to cum again...Oh...Help...Ahhh...It's coming again..." In just a few minutes, Kyoko moaned wildly, like she was crying, wave after wave of orgasms, almost continuously climbing to the top. Kyoko didn't know how many times she cummed. As the scalding semen poured onto her uterus, Kyoko fainted from ecstasy.

When the orgasm subsided, Kyoko lay limply in Nobuo's arms, and said softly,

"I...I'll go to hell!"

"You're an angel from heaven, you won't."

"...Nobuo-nii...thank you..." (

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