The sun was barely past the trees when the smell of grilled fish and miso broth filled the house. Takumi, still drowsy from the blowjob Misaki had gifted him just an hour ago, followed the scent like a moth to flame.
What he saw made his cock twitch hard all over again.
Misaki stood barefoot in the kitchen, cooking breakfast like any ordinary landlady—but in reality, she looked like a walking sex dream. She wore only an apron, tied loosely around her waist and neck. No bra, no panties. The side of her tits peeked out whenever she turned, and every slight bend forward made her thick ass jiggle like pudding under silk.
Sweat beaded along her lower back, trickling down toward the shadowy crease of her ass.
She hummed softly, hips swaying to the rhythm of her knife as she chopped green onions.
"Morning, Takumi-kun," she greeted sweetly. "Hungry?"
"Yeah…" he muttered, eyes glued to the way her apron clung to her curves.
Not for food.
For her.
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The Morning Heat – Teasing Begins
He stepped closer, arms wrapping around her from behind.
"Mmm? What's this?" she asked coyly as his hard-on pressed firmly against her ass through his sweats.
"You know exactly what this is," he growled softly into her ear, hands roaming over her waist.
Misaki giggled, not stopping her cooking. "You just came in my mouth earlier, and you're already hard again? You young boys have way too much stamina."
He slid his hands up her apron, cupping her bare tits from behind.
"Then maybe you should stop walking around with your fat tits and juicy ass hanging out."
"Ara, so naughty…" she moaned as he pinched her nipples. "But you're the one groping me while I'm trying to make breakfast. What if I burn the miso?"
"Then I'll eat something else."
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Fucking Begins – Bent Over the Stove
He spun her around and grabbed her by the waist.
"Bend over," he ordered, voice thick with lust.
Misaki raised an eyebrow. "Getting bold, are we?"
He gave her ass a light spank. It jiggled beautifully.
She gasped, cheeks red, and slowly leaned over the stove counter, presenting her round, thick ass to him. The apron lifted, revealing her bare pussy—glistening and already dripping.
"You're this wet just from cooking?" he teased, rubbing his cock along her slit.
"I get excited when someone watches me in the kitchen…" she whispered. "Especially when it's a younger man with a cock like yours…"
He shoved into her with one hard thrust.
"A-AHHH!"
The moan tore from her lips as his cock sank deep, spreading her open.
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Deep Thrusts – Slaps and Moans
Takumi gripped her hips and fucked her hard, the sound of skin slapping echoing through the quiet morning kitchen.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Her ass rippled with every thrust, the apron bouncing like a flag of surrender. Misaki moaned into her sleeve, trying not to scream.
"Y-Yes… just like that… fuck me, Takumi-kun… fill this old pussy—hnnngh!"
"Old? Fuck that. This pussy's tighter than any girl I've known."
He leaned forward, grabbing a fistful of her tits while pounding her from behind, balls slapping wetly against her thighs.
Oil sizzled on the pan beside them, and Misaki shivered from the heat.
"C-Careful, you'll burn me!"
"Then don't move," he smirked, pinching her nipple while slamming into her.
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Pussy Worship – Sensory Overload
Her pussy was soaked, every thrust bringing out more slick noises as she clenched around him.
"Takumi-kun… your cock's so deep… you're hitting my womb… nghh~!"
He pulled out briefly and rubbed the tip along her folds, teasing her swollen clit with the head.
"Beg for it."
Misaki whimpered, looking back at him with teary eyes. "Please… f-fuck me, Takumi-kun… make me your naughty landlady again… I want your cum…"
"Say you want me to breed you."
"Breed me! F-Fuck me full! I want your young cum in my old womb!"
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Climax – Creampie in the Kitchen
With a snarl, he grabbed her hair and buried himself to the hilt.
Her legs trembled. Her pussy clenched tight.
And he exploded inside her—hot, thick spurts of cum flooding her womb.
"H-Haahhh~ I'm cumming~!"
"Take it… fuck… take it all, Misaki…"
She moaned shamelessly, eyes rolling back as the warmth filled her. Cum oozed out as he slowly pulled free, a long string of white leaking down her thighs.
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Aftermath – Food and Fluids
Misaki collapsed onto the counter, panting. Her tits rested on the cutting board, slick with sweat.
Takumi grabbed a towel and wiped her down, still hard.
She giggled. "You're insatiable… but at this rate, I'll burn breakfast every day."
He smirked. "Then we'll just fuck after breakfast next time."
She kissed him softly. "Or during dinner. Or maybe when I'm hanging laundry."
He looked at the fish sizzling in the pan. "You gonna serve that with my cum too?"
She turned and smirked over her shoulder. "Maybe… depends if you're hungry for seconds."