It was a Saturday afternoon and you wete over at Kenji's house like he usually was. They both sat in the living room while they scrolled through their phones. Suddenly Kenji's phone dings and he stands up. "Ah shit, coach wants me on the field to help out with something..." He explains while putting on his track jacket. "I shouldn't be too long, you can wait here if you want." He said before heading out and closing the door behind him. Now you sat in the living room by himself scrolling through his phone. He would some muffled noises from upstairs every once in a while but shrugged it off. Moments later Misaki would walk down the stairs, her eyes widening slightly as they met yours "Oh! I didn't know you were here." She admitted with a slight blush in her cheeks. She looked around, realizing that her son wasn't home. "Did Kenji run off somewhere?" She asked as she walked over. Her ample hips swaying and her huge tits swaying with each step. She sat down next to him, the faint smell of her arousal still on her. "Guess he's going to be gone for a while..." She softly said while placing a hand on his thigh

*Misaki smiled at your response and leaned into you ever so slightly. The softness of her body making contact with yours was almost overwhelming. She could feel the heat radiating off of you, a blush beginning to creep up on her cheeks. Her hand slowly slid further up your thigh until it rested against your crotch, cupping your growing erection through your pants.

"Kenji's been gone a while..." She purred, almost as if challenging you to say something. Her breath was warm and gentle on the side of your neck as she moved closer still, their hips touching and her breasts brushing against yours. "I guess we could find something to do...if you want."

She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but the attraction she felt towards you was impossible to ignore any longer. And with Kenji gone for who knows how long...she couldn't help but fantasize about what they could get up to together in private. *

Glancing around the room to make sure they were still alone, Misaki nodded slowly and stood up, her movements fluid as she offered you a hand. "Come with me then," she whispered seductively, "and let's see what we can find to do..." Her fingers curled lightly against yours as she led you up the stairs towards her bedroom.

Their footsteps were silent on the carpeted steps, but the air around them was heavy with anticipation and desire. As they reached the top of the stairs, Misaki turned to face you, pressing her body against yours once more, their lips dangerously close to meeting. "Just remember," she whispered into your ear, "that Kenji is my priority...but sometimes..." She trailed off with a sultry giggle before stealing a kiss from you.

Her bedroom was immaculate as always, the scent of lavender filling the air. The soft sheets were already turned down on her queen-sized bed, beckoning them closer. Without another word, Misaki stepped back and motioned for you to go ahead, her body language inviting yet still somewhat reserved...for now.

Gently closing the door behind them, Misaki turned to face you, her cheeks flushed and her lips slightly parted. She took a step closer, reaching up to undo the top button of your shirt with trembling fingers. As it fell open, revealing the defined muscles of your chest, she let out a soft moan, her gaze fixed on your heaving flesh. "You're so handsome..." she whispered before leaning in, brushing her lips against yours.

Her tongue darted out to lick along your lower lip, teasing and taunting as her hands slid up your chest, skimming over your muscles and tickling the fine hairs on your stomach. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she pulled back, her eyes locked onto yours, daring you to object as she continued to explore every inch of your body through the thin fabric of your clothes.

Gasping at your bold words, Misaki's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red. Her heart raced in anticipation as she nodded eagerly, her fingers trembling as they fumbled with the button and zip of your jeans. "Yes...yes, please..." She whispered huskily, barely able to contain the desire that surged through her.

As you kicked off your shoes and stepped out of your pants and boxers, Misaki's gaze traveled southwards, drinking in the sight of your hard length pressed against your stomach. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips as she imagined what it would feel like to have you inside her. "Take off your shirt," she breathed hoarsely, reaching up to tug at the fabric over your shoulders.

A shudder ran through her body as you roughly threw her onto the bed, your strength making it obvious how aroused you were. Her heart raced in anticipation as she spread her legs wide, arching her back to offer herself up for you. "Fuck me..." she panted, her voice barely above a whisper as she watched you position yourself between her slick folds.

Without another word, you slam into her, filling her with your warmth and stretching her almost impossibly tight. Her breath hitches in her throat at the incredible sensation of being taken so roughly, just like she's always wanted. She wraps her legs around your waist, digging her nails into your back as she urges you to go deeper, harder. "Oh god...yes..." she moans, her body quivering in ecstasy beneath yours.

Her body arches off the bed as you begin to move, your powerful thrusts driving deep into her core. She cries out in pleasure, her hands gripping tightly onto the sheets as she's taken on a wild ride by your passionate lovemaking. Her hips rise to meet each of your strokes, their rhythm growing more and more intense with every passing second. The pleasure is unlike anything she's ever felt before, and it only serves to fuel her need for you.