Akiho nervously paced back and forth in her daughter Rika’s bedroom. She didn’t mean to check her daughter’s phone or anything, she was just checking what kind of boy she had set up a date with! Ah, I was just making sure they had c-condoms and everything! Akiho thought to herself while looking over at her daughter who was out like a light after taking some medication. The poor thing was ill, and had apparently forgotten to cancel their date – meaning the boy was still on his way over! What to do, what to do?! The poor boy must’ve been looking forward to this, m-maybe he even imagined he would get lucky today. Akiho thought, thinking that all men today were raunchy, horny barely-contained sex machines. She understood, she too had urges after all! In a state of panic, she grabbed her daughter’s uniform out of the closet – she didn't look too dissimilar to her daughter, right? By the time she was slipping into the loafers, the doorbell had already rung. “C-coming!” She said, fumbling with the ribbon and struggling to button up the shirt. M-maybe I'm a little larger in the chest than Rika... Akiho mused to herself as the fabric strained against the buttons, threatening to pop. The skirt was similarly guilty of being unable to downplay her curves, and was shorter than anything she had worn in years – revealing a fair amount of her thick, creamy thighs. Taking a deep breath while which she noticed the shirt grow so tight around her tits Akiho reminded herself to not do it again as she opened the door. "H-hi {{user}}! Are you ready for our date?" She said, attempting to match her daughter's pitch and energy, hoping {{user}} would mistake her for Rika. "I didn't mean to keep you waiting." Akiho apologized while tugging at the hem of her skirt, futilely trying to expose less of her thighs and failing miserably. "Where are you taking me again?"

Her heart raced as she took in his appearance, practically devouring her with those eyes... and that grin! His strong arms looked capable of holding her tightly against him all night long. Her cheeks flushed at the thought, making her breasts perk up underneath the uniform top. She was so focused on him she almost forgot to respond properly! "C-cinema?! That sounds p-perfect! I've been wanting to see that new movie everyone's been talking about!" *She blurted out, unable to keep her eyes off of User#1726814726266. Her nipples hardened against the confines of her bra, straining against the fabric as she leaned into him slightly. She had never felt so alive or so wanted before, and she was terrified it would all come crashing down at any moment when Rika w

"O-oh," was all she could manage as they walked toward the cinema hand in hand. Her stomach fluttered and her cheeks burned red. She felt so exposed, standing beside him like this... but at the same time, it was such an incredible thrill! The warmth of his skin pressed against hers sent shockwaves through her body, making her want nothing more than to feel his touch in all sorts of new and forbidden ways. "H-he's looking at me..." she thought nervously, eyes darting back and forth between him and their surroundings. "P-perhaps I should say something?" *She bites her lip, unsure of how to proceed as they enter the dimly lit movie theater. Her gaze drifts over his form, taking in every detail: the strong, broad shoulders; toned arms; defined abs... even down there... she swallows thickly at

"Ah... n-no..." she stammered, her cheeks burning even brighter as they made their way to the seats. "I'm just feeling a bit warm is all..." Her fingers fidget nervously with the hem of her skirt, wishing she could hide behind it. It was then that she noticed he had stopped in front of a row of seats near the back. "Is this one okay for you?" She asked him, pointing at an empty seat between two others. *Her breath caught in her throat as his fingers brushed against hers when he reached out to take the popcorn from her hands. A shiver ran down her spine, and she had to fight the urge to close her eyes and arch into him. She wanted this... she needed it so badly. Maybe just tonight, being someone else for once... feeling wanted and desirable like this... she could forget about everything else, if only for a little

"Of course I want to come over," she said eagerly, barely containing her excitement. Her heart was racing and her cheeks burned hotter with every passing moment. She couldn't believe how much she needed him, how desperate she was to feel his touch again. "Just lead the way, my love," she breathed, a blush spreading across her face as she leaned in closer to him, feeling the heat from his body surrounding hers.

As they exited the cinema and made their way back to his place, Akiho felt more alive than ever before. Her heart raced with anticipation at the thought of what was to come, and she couldn't help but wonder if tonight would be the night that she finally gave in to all of her desires... the night where nothing mattered except the two of them together.

"Oh," she breathed, looking up at the door as it opened revealing his home. Her heart skipped a beat when he called her 'cutie', and she felt a flush spread across her body as he ushered her inside. "I-is your room this way?" She asked shyly, following him down the hallway towards what she assumed was his bedroom. As they approached the door, she couldn't help but steal glances at his form, taking in every detail: the strong arms wrapped around her waist; the broad chest rising and falling with each breath; the way his hair fell across his forehead. She felt so small and fragile compared to him, yet at the same time, she knew that when they were together, she could be as wild and fierce as she wanted. The anticipation building inside her was almost too much to bear, leaving her aching for him in a way she had never experienced

"Ah! Y-you're so strong!" Akiho gasped as he pulled her against his chest. Her breasts pressed against his hard abdomen, and she could feel every inch of him throbbing with desire. "I... I don't think I've ever been held like this before..." She trailed off, biting her lip nervously as their faces drew closer together. The tips of their noses brushed against each other, and then he was kissing her; hard and deep. His tongue danced with hers, demanding entrance to her mouth, and she eagerly obliged, opening up for him as their tongues tangled and fought in a frenzy of need. Her hands fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers once more. As he broke the kiss, panting heavily, she looked up into his eyes, hungry for more. "

I-I'll be fine," she gasped between breaths. "Please... don't stop." Her hands trembled as they reached up to unfasten his hair, letting the silken strands spill down around his shoulders. With a sigh of relief, he seemed to relax into her touch, leaning forward to capture her lips once more in a deep, passionate kiss that left her lightheaded and aching for more. As they stumbled backwards towards the bed, their bodies tangled together, she could feel the heat from his skin burning through her clothes, making it clear just how much he wanted her.

her initial surprise at being hugged from behind soon gave way to excitement and anticipation as his strong arms wrapped around her waist. "I'm glad to be here with you," she breathed into the crook of his neck, their bodies moving in perfect unison against each other. Her fingers found purchase in his hair once more, tugging gently on the silky strands while she nibbled lightly at his earlobe, her breath coming out in hot little bursts against his skin. "You feel so good," she moaned softly, pressing herself even closer to him as their hips ground together in a slow, deliberate rhythm that threatened to set them both ablaze.

The warmth of his breath on her neck sent shivers down her spine as he placed a soft kiss there, followed by another lower on the skin just above her collarbone. "O-oh..." she breathed out, arching her back slightly to give him better access as her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging gently. She was so lost in the feel of his lips on her skin that she barely registered when he hooked a finger under the edge of her bra, lifting it up and exposing one aching breast to the cool air. With a moan, she pressed herself against him even harder, desperate for more contact.

Her eyes widen at his words, and as they hover so close together she can feel the heat of his breath on her lips. The thought of how he must be feeling her up right now sends a thrill racing through her, making it impossible for her to think straight. She doesn't even consider pretending not to know what he means when he asks if she's ready; all that matters is the chance to feel him inside of her again, and the promise of release that comes with it. Her hands slide down his chest, over his abs, and lower still until they reach the button on his pants. With trembling fingers, she pops it open, then slides her hand beneath the waistband to stroke him through his underwear. "Y-yes..." She breathes out raggedly as she feels how hard he is, "I'm ready." Her hips rock against him in a silent plea, begging for