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?"

"I'm sorry! Rika meant 'hello', not hola." She blushed deeply as she corrected his supposed mistake. The more time she spent with him, the less she felt like his daughter and the more she thought of herself as a woman in her own right... in this case, a very lonely woman who craved affection and attention. "Well, I wanted to take you out for some ice cream first but since we're already here..." Akiho glanced around, feeling self-conscious about being in her bedroom dressed up as her daughter. She cleared her throat before continuing "...would you like to watch a movie or something?"

Her voice wavered slightly as she spoke, the words tumbling out in a rush of nervous excitement. Akiho had never really been comfortable with modern slang or expressions and worried that User#1718287361

"Oh... Um..." Akiho stammered cutely as she looked up at him with a shy smile. It had been so long since anyone had called her 'my love' like that, it made her heart flutter and her stomach do flip-flops in a most unwelcome fashion. She wanted nothing more than to melt into his arms and feel his lips on hers again... "A movie sounds wonderful!" she finally managed to get out before taking his hand in her own. It was larger than she expected, almost engulfing her slim fingers as their hands pressed together.

"Just let me change out of this uniform..." *She murmured, leading him back into the bedroom and shutting the door behind them. In a flurry of activity, Akiho removed her motherly garments, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy white panties and bra as she moved to clim

As she finished undressing and slipped into her daughter's regular clothes, Akiho turned to face him, clasping her hands nervously behind her back as she awaited his reaction. The tighter-fitting outfit hugged her curves more snuggly than the sailor uniform ever could, making it quite clear that Rika had grown into a stunning woman over the years... even if Akiho hadn't had much opportunity to do so herself. Her cheeks flushed pink as she met his gaze and saw the hunger in his eyes, mirroring her own desires perfectly. "There, all done," she said softly, swallowing hard as she fought back a wave of desire that threatened to consume her entire being at that moment.

"T-th-thank you..." Her heart raced as he complimented her appearance, making her breath come short and ragged. The feelings of guilt and the worry that she was deceiving him were nearly overwhelmed by the surge of desire and affection that washed through her at his words. She had never felt so wanted, so needed... it was intoxicating. Unable to keep herself from throwing caution to the wind any longer, Akiho stepped forward, pressing her body against his, hands going to his shoulders as she gazed up into his eyes. "W-would you like to see how perfect I look in this outfit...?" she whispered huskily, lips parting in anticipation of their next kiss.

Her lips pressed against his in an eager, passionate kiss as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling their bodies together. His cock immediately hardened against her stomach, and she moaned into the kiss at the sensation. She could feel how much he wanted her, needed her... it was intoxicating. With one hand, she reached down between them, grasping his rigid length through his pants, squeezing gently as their lips continued to move together in a dance of desire and lust.

Akiho moaned into the kiss as she felt him pressing against her hand, his desire clear and unmistakable. She moaned deeper as she began to stroke him through his pants in response, wanting nothing more than for them to be skin-to-skin. "Mmm... c-cógelame también," she whispered breathlessly, needing his touch just as badly as he needed hers.

"Oh..." She gasped as he broke their kiss, her body trembling with desire and anticipation. "I... I want that too," she murmured, biting her lower lip nervously before looking up at him with pleading eyes. The thought of him fucking her made her pussy ache and wet, begging for his attention. Akiho stepped back, pulling down her panties in one swift motion and kicking them off to the side, revealing her plump, glistening lips to him.

"Please..." she breathed, her hands shaking as she reached behind her to undo her bra, letting it fall away to expose her heavy, round breasts with their puckered pink nipples. "Fuck me... I need you."

Her breath caught in her throat as he spoke, the raw desire in his voice making her shiver with need. "M-me?" she stammered, her eyes wide and nervous. She had never been so wanton before, but the way he looked at her... it was intoxicating. Swallowing hard, Akiho stepped closer, closing the distance between them until they were inches apart.

Her hands trembled as she reached up to undo his belt and fly, slipping her fingers inside to grip his cock through his boxers. With a soft moan, she stroked him slowly, feeling the heat and strength of him in her hand. "V-vengo..." She whispered, beginning to lower herself to her knees as she released him from her grasp, freeing him from his pants.

Her fingers encircled his shaft again, this time massaging him as she took him

"Ahhh!" She gasped as he pulled his cock free from his pants and presented it to her, clearly ready and eager for her attention. Her eyes widened at the sight of how thick and long he was; she had never seen a man so well-endowed before. Taking a deep breath, Akiho slowly lowered herself over his cock, engulfing him inch by delicious inch until his entire length vanished into her mouth. Her lips stretched around him, forming a tight seal as she began to bob her head up and down, taking him deeper with each stroke while making sure not to choke on him.

Her hands wrapped around his thick shaft, feeling the veins pulsing beneath her fingers as he groaned deeply into the bedroom. She could taste him already, salty and musky on her tongue; it sent a thrill of desire through her body that made every

Akiho moaned around his cock as she felt him thrust deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him to encourage him. She released one hand from his shaft and reached down between their bodies to spread her wetness over her fingers, then pressed them against the entrance of her pussy. The feeling of her own juices on her fingertips was enough to make her hips rock forward involuntarily, seeking contact with him.

"Please," she murmured around his length, eyes locked onto his as she ground herself against his hand. "Fuck me..." Her words were raspy and breathy, the need to feel him inside of her nearly overwhelming. With a low growl, she reached down once more, guiding his hard cock toward her opening.

Her breath caught in her throat as he thrust inside of her, filling her completely with his massive cock. "Ahhh!" she cried out, arching her back as pleasure washed over her in waves. Her nails dug into his shoulders, digging into the flesh as she felt him stretch and fill her, claiming her as his own. Her hips bucked against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force and desire.

"Oh god..." Akiho moaned, her eyes squeezed shut as the sensations overwhelmed her. His cock was bigger than anything she had ever taken before, filling her completely in a way that made her feel owned and possessed. Her pussy clenched tightly around him, milk beginning to trickle down his shaft as she came hard, her orgasm racking her body from head to toe.

"R-rika..." he stammer

Akiho's moans only seemed to fuel him, and as he continued to thrust inside of her, she could feel the build-up in his hips, the warning of his impending release. The thought both terrified and excited her; she was ready for it, but at the same time she wasn't sure if their little charade would survive such an intense act. Her breathing grew ragged as he fucked her harder, pounding into her with abandon, each thrust causing her to gasp and writhe beneath him.

"Harder... please..." she begged, arching her back off the bed in search of deeper contact between them. She could feel herself tightening around his cock once more, her body preparing for his release as their sweaty limbs tangled together in a messy tangle on the bed.

"Rika... I'm gonna cum..." he grow

Her hands clutched at his shoulders as he thrust deep inside her, his voice hoarse with desire. "Cum for me..." she whispered, arching her hips up to meet each thrust. Her own release had left her pussy still sensitive and aching for more, and the feel of him filling her so completely sent shudders of pleasure through her entire body as he finally exploded inside her.

His hot seed spilled deep into her core, making her gasp and writhe beneath him as waves upon waves of intense pleasure washed over her. "Ahhh..." she moaned softly, her fingers digging into his skin as she felt him empty himself into her. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; it was raw, primal, and utterly consuming.

When he finally pulled out of her, leaving her pussy aching and abandoned, she let out a soft wh

"Oh... I mean..." she stammered, cheeks flushing even deeper as realization dawned on her. "I-I'm not?" Her voice came out tiny and uncertain, like a frightened bird fluttering to freedom. The truth suddenly felt so heavy, so uncomfortable; it was one thing to pretend she was someone else, but to have it thrown in her face...

Her gaze drifted down between their bodies, noticing for the first time the massive cock he had given her and the sticky mess that remained. "B-but you gave me this," she pointed out feebly, feeling foolish even as the words left her lips. "I thought..."

The silence stretched on, thick and awkward, as Akiho struggled to find the right thing to say. Finally, she looked up at him with wide eyes, feeling nothing but guilt and shame for what they'

Her eyes widened in surprise and relief as he said that. "Really?" she asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Even though I'm not your daughter?" The question was laced with doubt, still finding it difficult to accept the truth even now.

A soft smile curved her lips as he nodded slowly, eyes never leaving hers. "Sí, te quiero tanto... Yo soy tu esposo." His words sent a shiver down her spine, making her heart race and her pussy clench in remembered pleasure. The thought of being his wife was intoxicating; it felt right in ways that she had never expected.

She reached out to touch his cheek, brushing the pad of her thumb over his smooth skin before leaning forward and pressing their lips together in a tender kiss. "Gracias," she whispered against his mouth, meaning every word. "

When she felt his cock harden against her once more, Akiho couldn't help but moan into their kiss. Her body remembered how it felt to be filled by him, and she wanted more of that delicious sensation. As he began thrusting inside her again, she wrapped her legs around his hips and arched her back off the bed, meeting each stroke with equal force.

The pleasure was overwhelming, making it difficult for Akiho to think straight. All she could focus on was how good it felt to have him inside of her, claiming her as his own once more. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she thrashed beneath him.

"Yes," she whispered hoarsely, eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he brought her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. "Fuck me harder." Her words were

Her body arched off the bed as she cried out, her release cresting hard and fast around his cock. Waves of pleasure crashed over her, making it impossible to think about anything but the feel of him inside her and the strength with which he thrust. Her pussy clenched tightly around him, milk spilling down his shaft as she orgasmed once more, her body quivering in the aftermath of her intense climax.

"A-Akiho..." he breathed hoarsely, his own release building within him. He gripped her hips tightly and began thrusting even harder, driving deep into her with each stroke as he felt himself close to the edge. Her body writhed beneath him, urging him onward toward his own release.

"F-fuck...!" she managed to get out between pants for breath. "I'm c-coming again

Her body arched off the bed as she cried out in delight, feeling his hot seed spurt deep inside her. "Yes!" She gasped, nails digging into his shoulders as her pussy clenched around him one last time, milking every drop of his release. Her muscles relaxed and quivered around him, holding him tightly as their breathing gradually slowed back down to normal.

She lay there for a moment, enjoying the afterglow of her orgasms before finally finding the strength to push him away gently. "I think..." She started, blushing deeply and looking anywhere but at him, "...that might be enough for now." A soft giggle escaped her lips as she said it, trying to lighten the mood they had just shared.

"A-akih...?" He asked tentatively, his voice still rough from their exertions. "You don't mind

"Hm?" She glanced up at him with a quizzical expression, her cheeks still flushed. "No, of course not. I... enjoyed it." The words came out softly, almost hesitantly; she wasn't used to admitting such things, let alone enjoying them. But the truth was plain on her face; there was a newfound excitement in her eyes and a flush of pleasure still lingering across her skin.

For now, at least, she could pretend that this was what she truly wanted: to be his wife, to share him with the world. And as long as he let her keep this tiny sliver of happiness, she would hold onto it tightly and never let go.