Rika didn't stop thinking about it all day.
She tried to distract herself—did laundry, scrolled on her phone, even rode Daichi one more time during the afternoon nap. But nothing compared to last night. Not her husband's sweet thrusts. Not his kisses. Not his words of love.
What stayed burned in her mind… was that cock.
The thick, pulsing one she'd seen through the hole.
That thing hadn't just been big. It had been monstrous. Dark, veiny, wide at the base, with a fat uncut tip glistening like a beast demanding attention. She'd never seen anything so raw, so real, so absolutely forbidden.
It was wrong.
But that's what made her wet.
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By evening, the apartment was warm with summer heat. Daichi finished his dinner and flopped on the bed with his phone, shirtless, yawning. "I'm so tired, babe… mind if we sleep early?"
Rika leaned against the doorframe in a loose tank top and panties. No bra. Her huge G-cups swayed freely under the thin cotton, her nipples poking through.
She smiled.
"Sure," she whispered. "You go ahead."
Daichi dozed off fast. He always did after eating. And like clockwork, his soft snores filled the room within minutes.
Rika stared at the wall.
Her heart was pounding.
She padded softly over to the bed, crawling up beside him. Her knees sank into the mattress, her thick hips rising instinctively. Her ass—round, pale, and jiggling—faced the wall. Only a few inches from it.
Her fingers trembled as she reached forward… and pulled the pillow aside.
There it was.
The hole.
Empty.
Dark.
Silent.
But then… movement.
A faint shuffle. A creak.
And slowly, slowly, the tip of a thick cock pushed through the opening. It didn't just appear—it invaded the space. The foreskin peeled back slightly, revealing the swollen, glistening head beneath. A drop of precum clung to the tip, slowly stretching like honey.
Rika's breath hitched.
Her pussy soaked instantly.
She inched closer—crawling forward until her face hovered just inches from it. The scent of musky arousal hit her nose. Her thighs pressed together. She shouldn't be doing this. Not while her husband slept behind her.
But her lips parted.
Her tongue snaked out.
And she licked the tip.
Just once.
Just a flick.
But the cock jerked.
She saw it throb hard, a thick vein pulsing along the shaft. On the other side of the wall, Kaito gasped.
He had waited all day. Listening. Jerking off to the memory. And now—now—he felt her tongue on his cock.
He couldn't believe it.
Rika moaned softly. She leaned in again, her warm breath bathing the thick shaft as she planted a second lick, longer this time—tracing the slit. She looked at the shape of it, outlined so clearly by the hole. Her tongue swirled around the head slowly, coating it in spit.
SLRRP.
Then she opened her mouth and sucked it in.
Only the head. Only a few inches.
But it felt like heaven.
The stretch of her lips, the thickness of his cock, the pure wrongness of it all made her wetter than she'd ever been. She bobbed gently, cheeks hollowing as she sucked, careful not to make noise.
Behind her, Daichi stirred.
She froze.
But he only rolled onto his side, mumbling something in his sleep.
Rika's heart raced.
She looked back at the cock.
It twitched.
She leaned in, this time wrapping her hands around the base where it stuck through the wall and sucked deeper.
"Mmmphh…"
On the other side, Kaito gritted his teeth, his hips twitching forward uncontrollably. Her mouth was insane. Soft, warm, sloppy. She didn't deepthroat—she couldn't—but what she lacked in depth, she made up for in lewd, slutty slurps.
He clenched his jaw. No moaning. No talking. Just pure sensation.
Rika's tongue twirled under the shaft as she bobbed. Her saliva dripped down the base, coating it. Her hand pumped what she couldn't suck, faster and faster as her own body trembled from the thrill.
She looked beautiful doing it.
Her thick body bent over, one hand gripping the cock, the other slipping under her panties as she rubbed her soaked pussy, all while her husband snored behind her like a fool.
"Nnnh—!"
The cock pulsed.
He was close.
Rika moaned around the head. Her lips tightened. Her eyes rolled up in anticipation.
And then—he came.
Thick, hot spurts blasted the back of her throat.
"MMHHH!"
She swallowed instinctively, but there was too much. It spilled out of her lips, dripped down her chin, ran down her tits.
Spurt. Spurt. Spurt.
Rika milked it with both hands, squeezing every last drop from the shaft as she greedily swallowed the rest. She didn't even realize how loud her moans had gotten. She didn't care.
She felt alive.
Finally, the cock softened.
It slid back through the hole.
Gone.
But not forgotten.
Rika collapsed onto the bed, her panties soaked, her lips glistening with spit and cum. She wiped her mouth slowly, dazed.
Behind her, Daichi snored.
She curled up beside him.
Smiling.
And whispering softly to herself—
"…See you tomorrow night."