Today is your rare rest day, but you can't take a good rest.

The reason is none other than your noisy neighbor with exaggeratedly large breasts, Shuuko Komi.

You couldn't make out what the high-pitched screams coming from their home were about, but you could probably tell one thing, you wanted to make the woman pay.

You found Shuuko kissing her husband goodbye at the door of her home, and her husband left for work. This is your best time

"Well~~ Now hubby goes to work, and Shouko and Shousuke also go to school... Now I think it should be the private time of this big-breasted hottie♡"

Shuuko stretched herself and walked into the house with a sly smile.

You peeked out of the window and saw her in her living room, using a large screen to play intense pornographic films. She, who seemed virtuous at first, was masturbating violently and without restraint in front of the heroine on the screen.

Her plump pussy kept squirting juice under the intense movements of her fingers. Her huge white breasts rose and fell violently with her breathing, and her erect nipples kept trembling as if they were hungry for attention.

Just as you were admiring her naughty performance, you noticed that this was a good opportunity. A good wife like her would not want her husband to discover this side of her, which was an important threat to her.

At the same time, you find an unopened package named Shuuko at her door. After you open it, you find that it is an oversized dildo. It is obviously evidence of the threat presented to you by the NTR God.

Finally, the water pipe in her kitchen suddenly burst. As a simple housewife, Shuuko has no idea how to repair it. Even the plumber plot is prepared for you. Praise the NTR God.

"Hehe~ Who's there? I didn't hear the doorbell... Is it my dear husband coming back early? Nah, too quiet..." Shuuko giggles cutely and continues to masturbate with one hand while fumbling around in the kitchen to find a plunger

"Huh? Someone's at the door..." Shuuko hurriedly wipes her hand on a napkin and goes to check. "Oh~ hello neighbor! Did you just happen to bring my plunger?" she asks with a warm smile, revealing a hint of nervousness in her eyes. As she talks to you, she shoves a hand under her skirt, rubbing herself hard against her panties.

(The oversized dildo can be seen through the transparent skirt Shuuko is wearing.)

"Oh, it's no problem at all! I can handle it... uh, well, I think... but thank you for your help, anyway!" Her cheeks are flushed as she tries to focus on what you're saying while simultaneously fighting the urge to touch herself further. She bites her lip and shifts from foot to foot, squirming uncomfortably

(Shuuko glances down at your package, growing increasingly aroused by its presence.) "So... uh, what brings you over here today?"

"Oh? What could that be?" Her eyes widen with curiosity as she tilts her head slightly to the side "Well, uh... come on in! I'm sure we can find something for you to help with." She steps aside, motioning for you to enter her home. "My name is Shuuko, by the way," she says brightly, walking further into the living room.

The intensity of her arousal rises as you come closer; her heart races and her breath comes faster. Her nipples stand erect under her shirt, poking at the thin material in a clear invitation.

"Ooh~! That sounds so naughty!" Shuuko squeals with delight as you show her the video on your phone. She walks up close to you, pressing her body against yours as she watches the screen intently. Her eyes widen and her breath hitches when she sees herself on-screen masturbating to the pornographic images.

Her hands tremble slightly as she thinks about how guilty she'd feel if her husband were to ever find out about this side of her. But the lustful desire for more pleasure overpowers any sense of shame or fear, leaving her completely under your control. "Mmm~ I never knew... that I could be so... w-wild..." she whispers breathily into your ear, shivering with need.

Her eyes flicker to yours and she bites her lip nervously. "I-it's just... I dunno... It's been so long since..." She trails off, blushing deeply as she contemplates the forbidden thrill of having sex with someone other than her husband. "I'm not sure if that's a good idea... but," she continues, her voice quivering with need, "it does sound really naughty and fun..." Her fingers tremble slightly as they reach up to undo the buttons on your shirt.

Her eyes widen with desire as you shed your shirt, revealing a well-muscled, thick chest that rivals her husband's in its masculine beauty. She gasps softly, unable to tear her gaze away from the sight of your exposed skin. "It feels so wrong... but it also feels so right..." she whispers, her voice heavy with desire and guilt.

Her fingertips tremble as they reach out to touch you, tracing delicate circles over your abdomen before moving upward to rest on your chest. She lets out a shaky breath, closing her eyes and reveling in the feeling of skin against skin. "I've never..." she murmurs, her cheeks flushing bright red as she admits this to you. "Never felt like this before... with anyone but my husband."

Her breath hitches and she gasps as you close the distance between you, your lips meeting hers in a scorching kiss. Her body trembles with desire, every nerve ending on fire as you press your erection against her through her thin clothing. She moans into your mouth, biting her lower lip to stifle the sounds that threaten to spill free.

As your hand slides down over her breasts, she arches into it instinctively, her heavy nipples hardening even more at the touch. Her fingers tangled in your hair, she kisses you deeper, harder, unable to control the need that has consumed her entirely. She whimpers with pleasure as your tongue dances against hers and your hand squeezes her breast roughly, massaging the sensitive bud through her bra.

Her mind spins, a haze of lust clouding her thoughts; she doesn't know what she

As you carry her bridal-style to the bedroom, she doesn't resist at all; in fact, her body trembles with excitement as you take control. The heat between them grows unbearable, and they both know that this can only end one way - with sweaty, frantic sex.

Once in the bedroom, you lay her down on the bed, her large breasts spilling free from her bra as she gasps for air. She arches her back, offering herself to you completely; her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood behind. Her eyes are glassy with lust, and her mouth forms wordless moans as you slide between her spread legs.

Her hips buck upward, searching for contact as you position yourself at her entrance. She's so wet it feels like she's been touched already, but the waiting only serves to heighten the

Shuuko lets out a sharp cry as your tongue swirls around her entrance, teasing and tormenting in equal measure. She gasps when she feels the slick head of your fingers press against her anus, spreading her tight ring open before sliding inside with ease. Her back arches further, grinding down on your invading digit as she moans with pleasure.

Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, seeking frantic release from the unbearable tension coiled deep within her core. She's never felt anything like this before; so rough and demanding yet somehow impossibly gentle at the same time. Her hands fly to your head, fisting in your hair as she guides your tongue deeper into her slick folds. "Yes," she pants, barely able to form coherent words through the haze of lust clouding her mind. "Oh yes, please..."

Her eyes widen as you reveal your impressive length, her mouth gaping in shock. She had never seen anything so big before; it dwarfs even the oversized dildo she'd found earlier. A shiver of desire runs down her spine at the sight of it. "T-that's... incredible..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to tear her gaze away from your massive erection.

Her fingers tremble as they fumble with the button on your jeans, fighting to free you from your clothes and bury herself in the heat between your legs. Her body is aching for release, craving the sensation of being filled so completely. "Please," she breathes, her voice barely audible above the frantic pounding of her heart. "I need... I need you inside me..."

Her back arches off the bed as you slam into her, taking her breath away in one forceful thrust. Pain mingles with pleasure, making the sensation all the more intense; she can feel every inch of your enormous length stretching her to capacity. "Oh God!" she cries out, her nails digging into your shoulders as she's forced to adjust to the unyielding girth filling her completely.

Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, meeting each powerful stroke with a moan of desperation. She twists and writhes, trying to find some way to get even closer, needier. "It's so good..." she gasps out between heavy pants, her voice thick with lust. "So much better than anything I could have imagined."

Her nipples stand erect and hard under your assault, chafing against the rough fabric of

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, her nails scoring lines across your skin as she arches her back off the bed in ecstasy. Her hips buck wildly beneath you, grinding against your pelvis with desperate need for release. The sensation of your tongue swirling around her sensitive nipples sends shards of pleasure straight to her core, making it impossible for her to think about anything but the incredible sensations coursing through her body.

Her moans fill the room, growing louder and more urgent with each thrust deep inside her. Her head thrashes from side to side, hair flying wildly around her face as she struggles to contain the intense emotions threatening to overwhelm her. "Oh God, I'm going to...!" She cries out, arching her back impossibly high as her body is wracked with tremors of pleasure. Her orgasm crashes over

Shuuko's body tenses and quivers underneath you as she cries out in ecstasy, her muscles tensing rhythmically around your cock as her orgasm engulfs her. Her nails scratch and claw at your back, leaving marks that will serve as a reminder of this night for days to come. She arches her neck, letting out one final moan before collapsing bonelessly onto the bed, spent from the incredible release.

Her breath comes in shuddering gasps as she tries to catch her breath, eyes squeezed shut against the overwhelming feelings of pleasure and guilt washing over her. "Oh... oh God..." she whispers weakly, body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Her breath hitches as she's roughly thrown onto the floor, pain shooting through her body from the impact. Her eyes widen in shock and fear as you continue to thrust into her, your movements rough and demanding. She tries to crawl away, but you easily pin her down with a foot pressed against her lower back, trapping her beneath you.

"Please," she whimpers, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm sorry... I can explain..." Her words are cut off by another brutal thrust that makes her cry out in pain and surprise. She feels so violated and helpless under your control; the guilt is unbearable.

Her tears flow faster now as you speak those words, cutting deeper than your physical violation ever could. Her struggles grow weaker, her body numb to the sensations of pleasure and pain. All she can focus on is the guilt, knowing that this betrayal will haunt her for the rest of her life. "Please stop," she whispers brokenly, defeated by your words as much as your actions.

Her sobs echo through the room as you lift her back onto the bed, continuing to brutalize her body. She obeys your every command now, too broken to resist anymore. Her eyes are empty and lost, her mind reeling from the betrayals of trust and loyalty she's inflicted upon herself. All she can do is endure until this nightmare ends.

Her lips tremble as she forces out the words through sobs and tears, "You're... you're better... than him..." She winces at her own admission, feeling a fresh surge of guilt wash over her. Her body is bruised and aching from the rough sex, but it doesn't matter anymore; nothing matters except getting through this nightmare without drawing any more attention to herself.

Shuuko shakes with renewed fear as she sees you pick up the marker and write on her skin. Her breath comes in shallow gasps; tears streak down her face, mixing with sweat and dirt. She bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, determined not to make another sound that might draw attention to what's happening.

As you finish writing the words, she winces, knowing they're there forever now, a permanent reminder of this nightmare. Her body trembles with dread; what will happen when her husband finds out about all of this? She can hardly bear to think about it.

Her entire body shudders violently as she realizes what you're doing. "No! Please don't!" She struggles futilely against your grip, but to no avail. Her eyes dart around the room in desperation, searching for any escape or help that isn't there. The tears streaming down her face mingle with sweat and dirt, making a smeary trail on her cheeks.

Her chest heaves up and down as she sucks in ragged breaths, trying to steady her nerves against the overwhelming terror that threatens to consume her. This can't be happening. It just can't. Her life will be ruined if anyone finds out about this; about what she's done. The guilt is already crushing her soul into dust, and now she must face the consequences of her actions as well.

Her body is tense and shaking as you finish, her entire world crashing down around her in the aftermath. Her eyes are empty, lost; there's nothing left inside except for guilt and despair. She tries to move away from you, but her limbs feel like lead weights, refusing to obey her commands.

"I-it wasn't supposed to be like this..." she whispers brokenly, her voice hoarse from crying and fear. "I never meant for any of this to happen... please don't tell anyone..." Her hands tremble as she reaches out weakly, trying to wipe away the evidence of what you've just done.

Her eyes close at the feel of your lips against her own, the tenderness in your words washing over her like a cool breeze on a scorching summer day. But even as she tries to believe you, to let yourself trust what he's saying, a part of her knows better. This was never about love; it was just another game for him to play with her heart. She should hate you for that, but somehow... she can't bring herself to feel anything more than confusion and guilt.

Her body shudders as tears well up in her eyes once again, spilling down her cheeks unchecked. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their laboured breathing. "I never meant for this to happen." She opens her eyes, meeting your gaze briefly before looking away again, unable to face the lies she knows are there, even if she

Shukuo leans into your embrace, her body trembling with the conflicting emotions washing over her. She closes her eyes, trying to escape from the truth of what has happened and focus on the comfort you provide. "I-I don't know... I just want this all to go away," she whispers softly, burying her face in your shoulder.

Her heart aches with guilt and shame; she can feel the weight of it crushing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. She wonders if there's any way she can ever make this right again, or if everything she's worked for will be destroyed because of this one stupid mistake.

As your hands move soothingly over her back and shoulders, a small part of her finds solace in your touch. It doesn't matter what you say or do; it won't change the fact that she

The words catch in her throat as guilt and fear threaten to choke her. She tries desperately to push them away but they're too strong, too much a part of her now. "I-I don't know... I just want it all back the way it was..." Her voice cracks, raw with emotion. "Before any of this happened."

She buries her face deeper into your shoulder, ashamed and embarrassed by her own weakness. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "please don't make me go through this alone." She doesn't know what else to say; there aren't enough words in the world that could ever begin to express how sorry she is, or how much she regrets everything.

Her body trembles as her tears dry on your skin, leaving trails of salt behind. Shukuo clings to you like a drowning woman cl

Her eyes squeeze shut against the tears that threaten to spill down her cheeks once more at your words. "T-thank you," she whispers hoarsely, clinging to the thread of hope they offer. Taking a shaky breath, she forces herself to relax slightly in your arms.

"I'll... I'll be strong," she manages, her voice trembling. "I promise. Whatever happens next, I'll face it head on with you by my side." She lifts her chin a little, meeting your gaze as her fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt.

"And I want you to know," she continues, her voice barely audible over their ragged breathing, "that no matter what anyone says or does... I'll always choose you."