Chapter 10- Bakery~
A/N:- If you want a reference, then I am thinking of the woman from hentai: Tsuma Ni Damatte, while writing this lady.
Link: https://nhentai.net/g/271797/
Enjoy~
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Kurokawa Miyako married her husband three years ago after experiencing many relationships.
It was because her husband, whom she met through some matrimonial site, was ready to support her hobby and help her open this shop that she said okay to this marriage. However, even though arranged, she came to love her husband.
Despite being older than her by ten years, she had a good chemistry with him. He was a good man...actually, a little too good that even their bed life has always remained too soft.
While she enjoyed it initially, nowadays, it has just become a chore for her to moan when her husband pounds her while feeling nothing from it. He wasn't small in size but doing it all normal missionary while being all lovey-dovey was no longer exciting for her.
It was then that her interest landed in online porn and the category which intrigued her most was the forceful sex scenes...
She remembered that one particular manga where a married woman hooks up with her neighbor who was a foreign return and was a huge black dude. The female just wanted to earn some quick cash but after being well bred, she got addicted completely.
After that, she often used to masturbate while imagining different scenarios where a huge black guy forces himself on her and fucks her brains out in the shop, in the alley, and even in her bedroom
He doesn't care whether he is hurting Miyako or not since his only intention is to seek pleasure from her while using the married woman as her onahole.
She just wanted to get used...she yearned for a hardcore decent fuck.
And for some reason...today...in her store, a black customer walked in, making her go breathless right away.
"G-Good morning..." Her voice stuttered as Miyako barely held herself from him checking him out.
She herself was around 5'8 yet the man looked even a head taller than her with burning muscles confined by his thin yellow t-shirt and white tight pants that gave away the outlines of the splendid muscles he was packing inside.
"Oh, hey lady. I see today indeed a great morning..." While lowering his black sunglasses, the man spoke in his foreign accent yet his language was flawless.
Miyako gulped as she clutched her apron around her waist. Her face began to turn red as she clearly found herself being assessed by the man.
"What do we get here, eh? Hmm...what do you prefer I should buy?" The man walked forward before asking...however, Miyako could tell that he wasn't looking at the bread on the display at all.
Miyako was still looking at him in shock and light arousal, however, she didn't stop him from fondling her butt and groping it as if he owned her.
"I surely gonna enjoy this bakery." After giving her a light tap on the ass, he pecked the woman on the lip before exiting the store.
"Ahhh..." Miyako collapsed at her spot as she realized how she just came the moment he kissed her.
....she is surely going to have a wet dream tonight.
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After leaving the shop, I used the nearby alley to revert to my usual self before I packed the bread in my bag and walked out like nothing happened.
[Ding!]
[Account: 450 EXP]
"!!!" My eyes widened seeing the sudden notification and my feet also came to a halt I realized that maybe that woman just came when I walked out since masturbation using me as a material would only work if I am right in front of them, which suggests...
[Indeed host. Your guess is correct.]
I grinned as my trip toward the school turned even more vibrant.
As I walked down the street, a sudden thought emerged in my mind,
'Come to think of it...my grades have been going down a lot these days and Principal Sato seems a lively man, hmm~'
I surely gonna have a lot of fun in school as well.
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A/N:- Ah, yeah. Some old man getting some young love. Sounds fun~
I hope you found the chapter, steamy. I am trying to improve as I write.
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