Banging the Hot MILFs of Tokyo-Chapter 20

It didn't take long for Yuki's pants to tighten up again. He groaned, clenching to his sides. "Um, Miss Tanaka, can I use your restroom. It wouldn't take long, I swear." His two fingers were shot up in the air.

"Oh," That discomfort on her face was still there but she didn't hesitate. Aiko blinked as if still catching up to reality. "Oh—yeah. Upstairs, second door to the right. Just... don't trip over the pirate treasure box. I haven't had the time to clean up his mess. Or rather, you could use the one in my room."

Her room? She literally said he could go into her room?

"I don't think you would know where that is either. I'd show you. Let me just quickly drop Missmi's things on the kitchen counter for washing. Hope you don't mind?" Yuki s eyes split from defeat to happiness. Just the two of them alone in the bedroom.

Who knows what may happen?

Those thoughts lingered for long and it didn't fail in making him aroused. Yuki swallowed his saliva hard, heat creeping up the back of his neck. "N-no, I don't mind," he stammered, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.

His eyes shifted as Aiko turned on her heel and disappeared into the kitchen. Damn, her back side round fat ass was another world on its own. Imagine getting lost in such a plump, fluffy ass of hers.

She returned quickly, wiping her hands on the side of her pajama pants. "Okay, follow me," she said, voice a little softer this time. Maybe it was just his imagination, but there was a twitch in her lips—a hesitant smile? A secret one?

His gaze tried to stay respectful, focused on the back of her head, but the curve of her waist as she climbed just ahead of him was dangerously distracting.

It was dangerously calling him. Begging him to give it a slap or grab it. Her walk just made her ass shake more and next thing, they were at the front of the room. "This is my room, you can use the bathroom." She removed the lock on it, pushed the door inside.

The warmth of the room was the first thing he noticed, and then some odd collections of toys lined at the shelves. He guessed it must have been that of Missmi. "I'd wait for you on my bed."

Yuki nodded attentively, going through into the bathroom. The door slammed shut and only then was he able to release a sultry groan he had up stuck in his throat. "Damn, that was a relief." He muttered, unzipping his trousers to the last stop. He took out his dick, sighing and began to stroke himself softly until the stiffness was eased.

Yuki leaned over the sink, cleaned himself up and braced himself for the woman on her bed as cold water ran through his fingers. His mind flashed to the kitchen disaster and immediately his face heated up. About to leave, his mind wandered to his ribging phone.

Tempted, he opened up the game to find his followers ratio increasing drastically. A smile twitched in his face as he continued skimming through the phone screen.

[SYSTEM HAS BEEN UPDATED]

The message appeared on the gaming screen and he clicked on it, reading through the terms and conditions. Whatever happened in that kitchen couldn't be repeated. He was this close to getting himself in Aiko's pants not until the system had ruined it.

Suddenly, a thought flew to his head."If I turn you off, you wouldn't be able to interfere with reality, will you?" He smirked, switching his phone off and leaving it on the bathroom sink. He cleaned up himself, and left the bathroom.

"You took so long Yuki." Aiko groaned. Yuki let out an awkward apology, and went over to Aiko who was on the bed patiently waiting. "Are you ready to go?"

"Not just yet..." He sparked up, closing the gap between Aiko's bed and him. Soon, there was no space between him and Aiko. Softly, he raised her chin up a bit. "Have you ever been told how beautiful you are?"

"Uhm, I guess not. " She shot up, her eyes clearly avoiding contact with Yuki's. He was tempting her and she didn't want to fall twice. "I will be going to the kitchen."

"Or how about you be my kitchen? I could cook you up and eat you."

"Yuki Mori." She struck his name loudly, but her voice betrayed her—it was shaky, soft, not entirely convinced of not wanting Yuki. Her cheeks were flushed, lips parted slightly. "Please words. I have a kid downstairs, what if he just walks up in the room?"

"I can lock the door."

Click...

Yuki turned around to meet Aiko after he had locked the door. Her face completely flushed. Carefully, he unclipped his belt from his waist, sliding it down to the left until it fell to the ground. He approached the bed once again, his hands running through Aiko's back as he gently turned her body, guiding her to lean over the bed. One knee pressed into the soft mattress as he bent over behind her, hands sliding down the curve of her back to her waist.

His palms found her hips, then lower.

His fingers boldly gripped her ass, squeezing softly. Aiko gasped, shivers running through her spine her legs gripping up together. Her body went rigid for just a moment—but she didn't stop him.

Instead, she looked back at him over her shoulder, bending lower and giving a moan.

"Can you moan my name?"

"Yuki..." She whispered, not too loud and not too low. Just the perfect soft hum that turned any man on. He smiled again, lips brushing against the nape of her neck. He could already fill her body temperature rising up.

Aiko's breath caught when he leaned in, his teeth nibbling on her ear lobe. Her fingers gripped the bed covers behind her, as if anchoring herself. Yuki's hands had returned to her hips, drawing her in until there was no space left between them. His mouth hovered over hers, hot breath mingling as he waited—watched—giving her the chance to pull away.

She didn't. Rather she was enjoying it. And her fucking body was replying perfectly to his touch. His teeth grazed her lobe alongside his tongue giving her soft plump pink earlobe a deep suck.

"Yu--Ki." She groaned, her fist clenching to the bedsheet.

"You're very naughty, Aiko,"

Her lips curled into a slow, teasing smile. "What if I continue to be naughty, Yuki?"

A dangerous glint flashed in his eyes, hearing her demands. He leaned in, their foreheads almost touching. "In fact..." His hand slid up to the nape of her neck, fingers tightening around her neck. "As a teacher you give punishment to naughty students right? How about I make you my student and punish you?"

He guided her gently down until her cheek met the mattress, his palm firm at the back of her neck.

"Is this what you wanted, Aiko?" he whispered against her shoulder, his other hand running up the back of her thigh, slow and torturous.

Her body trembled. "Maybe..."

His hand holding her in place, he bent down, pulling off the pajamas pants from her waist leaving her in her black lace underwear. "Then maybe... you need more than just a lesson." Aiko gasped as she felt his fingers dig deep into her panties. She arched towards him, her mumrs getting more loud.

"You like this?" he growled softly, dragging his lips down the curve of her spine, his hold still firm. "Being handled... being taught how to behave?"

She couldn't form a proper response only nodded her head like an obedient child. Yuki quirked his lips, spreading her legs a bit wider so his fingers could go deeper. His index and thumb spread her pussy lips apart and just then his pinky stroked on her clit. freewёbnoνel.com

"Mhm, you like that, Teacher?" Without warning, he pulled off her pants completely, slapping her ass until his prints were on her butt- red and bold.

Aiko breath hitched, her body trembling as she was turned over, her legs held in the air while Yuki buried his face in her pussy. She groaned again, her body hitching in excitement feeling his tongue licking every part of her pussy.

"Yuki----Oh fuck. Finger me already!"