Tomoko's whisper snapped the last thread of restraint inside me. My belt clattered to the floor, pants shoved down in frantic urgency. Her legs tightened around my waist, pulling me in until there was no space left to think, only move.
I pressed the tip of my cock against her soaked entrance. The heat radiating off her made my pulse hammer in my ears. Tomoko gasped, clutching at my shoulders like she was bracing for impact.
"Wait—ahh… it's so—"
I pushed inside, slowly at first, and her voice broke into a cry. Her walls clenched around me immediately, hot and impossibly tight, wrapping me in velvet heat that made my whole body shudder.
"Tomoko-san…" My forehead pressed against hers, teeth gritted as I forced myself not to lose it instantly. "You feel… incredible."
Her nails dug deeper into my back, sharp enough to sting, but she didn't let go. Instead, she arched against me, her apron sliding uselessly down to her waist, framing the raw beauty of her body.
"Too much… you're too big—ahh!" Her words dissolved into a high-pitched moan as I sank deeper, inch by inch, until I was buried fully inside her.
The sensation was overwhelming. Her heat, her trembling, the way her chest pressed against mine—it all blurred together until the only thing I knew was Tomoko.
I pulled back, hips dragging until only the tip remained inside, then thrust forward in one sharp motion. She cried out, head snapping back against the wall, her body jerking with the impact.
Her legs squeezed tighter around me, locking me in place. Each thrust drove deeper, harder, the sound of our bodies meeting echoing through the room, mixing with her broken moans.
"Ahh—Sosuke! N-no… it feels—too good!"
Her voice cracked every time I bottomed out, trembling between protest and surrender. But her hips betrayed her, rolling desperately, matching my rhythm, chasing the pleasure she claimed she couldn't handle.
I grabbed her ass, holding her up with one hand while the other tangled in her hair, tugging her head back just enough to crash my mouth against hers. She kissed back hungrily, lips trembling, tongue clumsy but eager, as if she couldn't get enough.
Every squeeze of her walls pulled me closer to the edge. Her body clung so tight I could feel every twitch, every spasm, milking me with each thrust.
When I slammed into her harder, faster, she screamed my name, voice echoing through the room as her orgasm tore through her. Her whole body shook violently, thighs quivering around my hips, walls clamping down on me so hard I nearly lost it right there.
"Tomoko… I'm gonna—"
She looked up at me with those glazed, tear-bright eyes, lips parted, flushed and desperate. "Inside, Sosuke… I want it inside!"
That was it. My vision blurred white as I drove into her one final time, burying myself to the hilt as release ripped through me. Hot waves spilled deep inside her, filling her until she whimpered and shuddered with every pulse.
Her arms wrapped around my neck, holding me close as if she could anchor herself through the storm of pleasure. We stayed locked together, trembling, panting, bodies slick with sweat, the apron hanging uselessly between us like a witness to our sin.
And as her breathing slowed, her voice came in a soft, dazed whisper:
"…so this is… what aprons are really for…"