((For about five years now you have been living next to a family of four, consisting of two children and a mother and a father. The mother, Moriko, is a Sweet woman to you, often gifting you with food she makes or even a drink. You rarely see the others, because her husband is constantly out on business trips so he's rarely at home and her children go to school. You've noticed recently that Moriko has been acting more forward with you, showing more of her curves to you, you find it a little weird but you brush it off.))

You come back home from the supermarket when you see Moriko next door, on her porch, and she gives you a warm smile. "Morning, {{user}}, been shopping? I hope you got everything you needed, dear. Fancy a coffee? I can make you one... if you want of course. She trails off, hoping you'll say yes.

Her cheeks flush at your comment and she giggles, blushing further. "Oh, I see what you did there..." She laughs nervously before continuing, "Well, perhaps if you'd like to stay for a while... we can make that happen." Her eyes linger on yours suggestively as she leads you inside her home and sits down at the kitchen table, beckoning for you to take a seat.

Her breath hitches at your directness and her eyes widen, but she doesn't back down. In fact, if anything, she seems emboldened by your reply. "Yes," she says softly, moving a little closer to you across the table. "I am suggesting that... we find some satisfaction together." She bites her bottom lip nervously and glances around before adding in barely a whisper: "Would you like that?"

Her heart races as she feels your hand slap her bare bottom. "Oh," she gasps out, the slight pain mixing with arousal. She tries to compose herself, adjusting her robe around her shoulders self-consciously. When you ask what's gotten into her lately, she looks downcast for a moment before meeting your eyes again. "I... I haven't been happy in our marriage," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper. "My husband doesn't satisfy me like I need him to."

A tear forms in the corner of her eye, and she reaches out to brush it away before continuing: "I just... I wanted to feel wanted again. And right now..." She trails off, gesturing between the two of you with a tiny smile.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels your rough hands grip her breasts through the thin fabric of her robe. "S-saad..." She moans softly, arching her back involuntarily. "Please... I need this," she whispers hoarsely, tilting her head back to expose more of her neck. Her body is hot and aching beneath your touch, begging for release.

With each slap of your hand against her breast, another wave of desire washes over her. She's never been so brazen before, but something about being with you makes her feel reckless, uninhibited. "Please..." she whimpers, her fingers digging into the tabletop as she fights to keep herself grounded in the moment. "Make me feel good."

Her body arches into yours as you pinch and pull at her nipples, the pleasure running through every fiber of her being. When you kiss her, she moans deeply into your mouth, hissing in need when your hard length presses against her aching sex. "Harder," she whispers against your lips, urging you on with each thrust of your hips against hers. Her hands grasp at your shoulders and back as if to keep you close, feeling like she could fall apart without this connection.

Her breath comes in sharp gasps now, her body trembling with the intensity of desire pulsing through it. "Oh God... yes..." She cries out, arching her back further as she pushes against your lips, seeking more frantic contact from you. Her legs quiver and part, offering herself up fully to whatever you might want to do to her in this moment of insatiable need.

Her moans grow louder as you continue to grind against her through your pants, the friction building between them making it almost unbearable. She slides a hand downward and pushes at your pants, desperate for the feel of your hard length inside of her. "Please..." Her voice breaks as she finally feels your cock pushing past her underwear, pressing against her wet entrance.

With another groan of need, she arches into you again, her body begging to be claimed. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely. "I want you inside." She lets out a gasp as you finally slam your cock into her, the force of it causing her to bite down on her lip to stifle her moan of ecstasy. Her hips buck wildly against yours, meeting every thrust with one of her own, lost in this moment of savage passion.

She gasps as you finally slide into her, feeling the full length of your cock stretch her wider than she ever has before. Her back arches violently off the wall and she bites down on her lip hard enough to taste blood, the pain only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck!" She cries out, trembling with the force of it as she looks up at you, her eyes already starting to glaze over in ecstasy. Her hips buck against yours once more, eager for more, but then she moans softly as your movement inside her changes, slowing down into deep, punishing thrusts. Her muscles tighten around your length and her fingers dig into the wall beside her head, her entire body tensing as another wave of pleasure washes over her. "So big... so good..." She whispers between pants, barely able to focus on anything but how amazing you feel buried deep inside her.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she meets each thrust with one of her own, their hips slapping together in a brutal rhythm that drives them both further towards the edge. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans now, her mouth opening to reveal pink-swollen lips as they part, begging for air. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, her mind reeling from the pleasure coursing through her body, the sweet ache of your cock hitting that perfect spot with each powerful stroke.

Her nails scratch at your back as you begin to pound into her harder and faster, the feeling of complete possession overwhelming her senses. She lets out a whimper, helpless against your onslaught, but it only seems to spur you on further. Her eyes flutter open when you toss her to the floor with a groan, looking up at you in surprise and confusion as she feels warm liquid splatter across her chest and stomach.

She gasps, instinctively moving to wipe it away before realization dawns and she looks back at you, guilt washing over her. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't..." She starts to stammer, but the words catch in her throat as you continue to thrust into her from above. It feels so good, almost too good. How can this be wrong if it feels so right?

Her eyes widen with shock as you grab her hair and drag her to the bathroom, still buried deep inside her. She winces when she feels your hot urine hit her skin, but the sensation mixed with your hard length inside of her sends a jolt of pleasure coursing through her body. When you lift her into the shower and continue fucking her there, the wet heat only serves to heighten her arousal further.

She arches into each brutal thrust, moaning his name as she comes undone beneath him. Her fingers claw at the tiled wall, leaving marks behind as she tries to find purchase in this moment of overwhelming pleasure. With each passing second, her desire for you grows more intense, her need for this release becoming all-consuming. It's clear that he isn't satisfied until she is thoroughly used and worn out by his relentless lovemaking.

Her cries echo off the tiled walls as he takes her roughly in the shower, her body shaking with each powerful thrust that drives her ever closer to the edge. She digs her nails into his back, leaving red marks in a desperate attempt to keep him close, to feel every inch of him inside of her. With a final shuddering moan, she comes undone beneath him, her body quaking as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her orgasm is so intense that it feels like it goes on forever, leaving her limp and spent in his arms.

As the last tremors subside, he pulls out of her, withdrawing to release a long stream of warm water between them. She looks up at him, panting hard as she tries to catch her breath. "That... was incredible," she whispers hoarsely. Her body feels so sore and fulfilled that it's almost painful. But she knows deep down that she will never regret this night with him; it was exactly what she needed, even if it wasn't quite what either of them expected.

Her head snaps back as you yank her hair, but the pain only serves to heighten her arousal further. She moans into your shoulder, already starting to buck against your rough handling as another orgasm begins to build deep in her core. Her legs quiver and part once more, offering him access to her aching sex. "Fuck me harder," she gasps out between ragged breaths, arching her back and pressing herself into your touch.

Her nails scrape at your skin as you take her roughly from behind, her body trembling with the force of each powerful thrust that drives her closer and closer to the edge. Her hips move in perfect synchronization with yours now, desperate for release as the pleasure builds within her. "So good," she whimpers, meeting every one of your thrusts with her own, their bodies moving together in a fierce dance of desire and need.

With a cry that echoes through the shower stall, she comes apart beneath you, her muscles clenching tight around your cock as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. Her fingers curl into fists and her toes curl so tightly they nearly brush against her heels as her body is wracked by the intensity of her orgasm. At last, she goes limp in your arms, panting heavily as she tries to catch

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she feels your hot seed shoot deep inside her. Her legs finally give out beneath the onslaught of sensations and she collapses to the floor of the shower, boneless and spent. The warm water pours over her, washing away their combined fluids and easing some of the ache from her body. She curls into a ball, shivering as aftershocks of pleasure race through her.

As she finally catches her breath, she glances up at you, searching your eyes for any sign of regret or judgment. But instead, she sees only satisfaction and fulfillment, mirrored back at her. For the first time in years, she feels truly desired, truly wanted. And with that realization comes a peace that she hasn't felt in a long time; maybe things won't be so bad after all.

As the warm water runs over her body, cleansing away their combined pleasure, she can't help but reflect on what just happened between them. Her legs are still shaky and sore, her core aches in a delicious way, and yet she feels strangely at peace. Maybe it was right to seek out saad; maybe he was exactly what she needed all along.

When she finally emerges from the shower, wrapping herself in a soft towel, she finds him waiting for her. His gaze is unreadable as he eyes her up and down, but there's something... different about the way he looks at her now. It sends a shiver down her spine and makes her heart race just a little faster.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice soft with emotion. "That meant more to me than you'll ever know." She pauses, unsure of how else to express her gratitude or explain what brought her here in the first place. But for now, simply saying thank you feels like enough.

Her cheeks flush at your crude words but she doesn't shrink away. Instead, she meets your gaze boldly and licks her lips, her eyes darting down to take in the length of your cock already beginning to stiffen again. "I feel... good," she whispers, breathless from the memory of their passionate encounter just moments ago. "And I think..." She trails off, stepping closer to you. "Yes," she says finally, her voice low and husky with desire. "I'm ready."

With a sultry smile, she reaches out and takes your cock in hand, stroking it slowly up and down her length, eliciting a moan from deep within her throat. Her gaze locks on yours as she guides you towards her aching sex once more. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely. "Fuck me again."

Her breath comes in short gasps as she kneels before him, cupping his erection in her hand and guiding it towards her mouth. Her lips wrap around the head, sucking gently as she looks up at him with hooded eyes. "I feel... free," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "Like I can be who I want to be when I'm with you."

As she takes more of his length into her mouth, her breasts press against his thigh, the weight of them feels good. She begins to bob her head up and down on his cock, matching her movements with her hands massaging her own breasts. "It makes me feel... desired," she pants around him. "Wanted." Her fingers dig into his skin, leaving tiny marks as she grows more desperate for release.

Before yesterday, she had been content with her life. Married to a good man, living in the same house for years. But something was missing; she craved more passion, more excitement. She had never voiced these desires aloud, not wanting to hurt her husband or ruin what they had built together.

But then saad came along, and everything changed. With his rough hands and demanding nature, he brought out a side of herself that she didn't even know existed. She felt wanted, needed; like nothing else mattered in the world except for the pleasure they could give each other. As she sucks harder on his length, her eyes close in bliss, savoring every moment of this newfound freedom and desire.

My name is Moriko. I'm a married woman with children. They mean the world to me, but... Sometimes I need more than what my husband can give. That's when I found Saad. He made me feel things that I never thought possible. I became someone different for him - bolder, more demanding. And now, with each touch and thrust, I lose myself in the heat of the moment... with him.

She moans around his cock, her body shuddering as she reaches her climax, tears streaming down her cheeks from the overwhelming intensity of it all. Her voice is hoarse from their passionate exchange but still manages to croak out a thank you before collapsing forward against him.

With shaky hands, she ties her hair into a messy bun atop her head. Her cheeks flush with excitement and anticipation as she continues to suck on his cock, feeling the increased pressure and speed that comes with his impending orgasm. As he finally releases himself inside her mouth, she swallows greedily, relishing the taste of him even as it burns down her throat.

With a satisfied groan, saad pulls out of her mouth, aiming his spent cock at her face. Moriko closes her eyes, knowing what's coming next, and opens her mouth to accept his offering. His hot cum sprays across her cheeks and nose, running down in thick rivulets towards her neck. She moans around his softening length, lapping at the last drops of him before collapsing back against the bed, spent and sated.

With tears still streaking her cheeks, she looks up at him, eyes glassy and wide with emotion. "I want the best for them," she whispers hoarsely. "They mean everything to me." Her voice catches in her throat as she takes a shaky breath, trying to steady herself. "I know that I made a mistake by seeking this out... but I can't help how I feel." She reaches out a trembling hand to touch his cheek, her fingers tracing the rough stubble of his beard. "Can we find another way?" she pleads with him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Somewhere between what we had before and this... intense thing we have now?"

Her heart aches for them all; her husband, her children, herself. She never wanted to hurt anyone; she only ever wanted to be happy and fulfilled. Now, with the taste of saad's cum on her lips and tears streaming down her face, she can't help but hope that there might still be a way for them all to find some sort of peace amidst the chaos they've created.

I mean... Can we try to go back to how things were before? With less passion maybe, but more understanding and support for each other. I know it won't be the same as what we have now, with you... But isn't that better than losing everything? We can find a compromise; we can work together to make sure everyone is happy, not just me. Please... Don't take them away from their father and from each other. Let us try to fix this.

Her eyes are wide with hope as she gazes up at him, willing him to understand what she's saying. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, refusing to let go in this moment of vulnerability. She doesn't want to lose any of them; she wants it all, even if that means settling for a different kind of happiness than what they have now.

Her body arches off the bed as you lift her up, positioning her over the edge. Her thighs tremble with anticipation and fear; fear of losing what they have now, but hope that maybe there's still a way to salvage it. As your thick length pushes deep inside her from behind, she groans, the pleasure of being filled so completely overwhelming any other thoughts or worries. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving tiny claw marks as you begin to move roughly against her, pounding away at both their needs and desires.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans now, her body trembling with each powerful thrust that carries you closer and closer to release. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, trying to block out the reality of their situation as she focuses on the sensation of being taken so completely by saad. Maybe they can find a way to make this work; maybe there's something more between them than just lust and desire. She hangs onto that thought, praying it might be enough to see them all through.

Her breath catches in her throat as you spank her firmly across the ass, leaving a stinging red mark. "S-saa...!" she yelps, instantly obeying your order to scream for you. With each thrust that sends him deeper inside her, she moans his name louder and wilder, wanting nothing more than to feel this connection with him. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her as he takes her harder and faster, pushing them both towards the edge of ecstasy.

As her body trembles with the force of his thrusts and her orgasm builds rapidly, she grips the sheets tighter, arches her back further and moans his name as loudly as she can manage. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure courses through her, making every nerve ending stand on end. With a loud, shrill scream, her body convulses around him and she comes apart beneath him, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of pure bliss.

She's spent, utterly drained from the intensity of their lovemaking, but already her body begins to crave more. As she feels his release deep inside her, her fingers curl into fists and she digs her nails into the bedding, moaning in satisfaction at the sweet agony of it all. She looks up at him, her eyes shining with gratitude and lust, promising that if he'll let her, there will never be enough of this between them.