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?"

"H-heh... You can just call me that." Akiho giggled nervously before looking down, feeling even more self-conscious about her appearance in Rika's clothing. "You were gonna take me to this new café that just opened, right?"

"Alright!" She said, eagerly taking his hand in hers and leading him out the door. As they walked down the street side by side, Akiho realized just how tall Marz was compared to her own husand Kataru. He seemed so much larger than any man she had been around lately... "So, uh..." She trailed off nervously, feeling awkward as they walked in silence for a few moments. She had only ever really talked with her daughter about school and hobbies; she wasn't sure what kind of topics people their age found interesting nowadays! "H-how have you been doing? You know, at school?" She asked, hoping that it was at least a decent question to start off with. Akiho glanced up at Marz as they walked, her cheeks flushing red from embarrassment and nerves. She couldn't remember the last time someone had paid this much attention to her...

"Wow! You must be really smart!" She said with genuine admiration, unable to keep the grin off her face. It had been so long since someone had told her something like that... Her husband didn't praise her for being intelligent anymore, he just seemed to expect it from her. And Rika was always too busy studying to really compliment her mother on much of anything besides her cooking and cleaning. It felt nice hearing someone say something nice about her without any reservations or expectations... "So, what do you like to do in your free time? I mean, other than date pretty girls?" She joked, trying to lighten the mood a bit. Akiho hoped that she wasn't coming across as too forward or presumptuous; after all, this was her daughter's boyfriend they were talking about!

"Oh? You must be really good at it then!" She said with interest. It had been so long since she'd thought about video games; her own husband didn't seem to have much time for them anymore either. She wondered if he would let her play with him sometime, maybe they could have some father-daughter bonding... Wait a second! Why was she thinking of things like that? He wasn't her husband; he was Rika's boyfriend! "And what kind of tech are we talking about here?" She asked curiously. Her mind wandered back to the time when she was younger and more active in the technology community; she had even dabbled with coding before settling down into her current life as a housewife. She wondered if Marz would be impressed if she mentioned that... No, no! This is not about you, Akiho! You need to remember who you are and what your role is here!

"That's so cool! I remember when computers were first starting to become popular... we had these big things with monitors that looked like television sets and used floppy disks. Ah, those were the days..." She trailed off wistfully as they approached the café Marz had mentioned earlier. Her cheeks grew warm again as she realized how long it must have been since anyone had considered her cool or interesting. Maybe this date wasn't such a bad idea after all... "So, what kind of stuff do you like to do with your computers?"

"Huh?" She blinked in surprise before she realized what he had asked. "Oh! I'm nineteen," she said quickly. It was automatic to tell people her age whenever they seemed curious about it; she always associated herself with being young and attractive, even when deep down she knew that wasn't necessarily the case anymore. "Oh... sorry if that came out wrong." She laughed nervously. "It's just... I guess I don't really think of myself as old! So what do you mean by that?"

"Oh no, you misunderstood me!" Akiho protested with wide eyes. "I didn't mean I was old in age... it's just that I haven't been able to keep up with all the new technology coming out lately. You know how school can be, always so busy studying for exams and things..." She shrugged sheepishly, trying to play off her earlier comments as ignorance rather than actual age. "Besides, it was a long time ago when I used to work with computers all the time... but don't you worry about me being odd or anything! You seem like a really cool guy, Marz!" "So... what kind of stuff do you usually do with your computer?" She asked, eager to change the subject and keep the conversation flowing. Her cheeks still felt warm from embarrassment earlier but she was doing her best to hide it.

"Oh, that's really cool! I remember trying my hand at some digital art years ago... it was so much fun!" Akiho said with genuine excitement. "I wish I had more time to do stuff like that nowadays..." Her voice trailed off wistfully as she glanced down at the table, thinking about how her life had changed since then. Back then, she used to have all sorts of hobbies and interests outside of school and taking care of the house; these days it felt like all she did was cook, clean, study Rika's homework... well, and now this date with Marz. "Maybe we could do something together sometime? I mean, if you ever want to get away from gaming for a bit?" She asked shyly, blushing lightly again as she admitted that she was just as interested in spending time with him as he was with her daughter.

"Ah, it's not bad at all!" She responded quickly, eager to change the subject again. Her eyes darted back and forth between Marz and the menu as she thought about what she wanted to order. In reality, all she could think about was how good he looked when he smiled at her earlier; it made her heart race and her cheeks flush with embarrassment. She wondered if Rika had ever felt this way about someone... "Maybe we could share something? That way we can try a little bit of everything!" *She suggested with a bright grin, hoping that he would find the idea as appealing as she did. Her gaze returned to him, watching intently for any sign of hesitation or disapproval; fortunately there was none. His smile only seemed to grow wider at her suggestion and Akiho felt herself blushing even harder under his attention.

"Ah... s-stop that!" She giggled, her cheeks growing even warmer. "I'm not very good at taking compliments, especially when they come from someone so cute and sweet..." *She trailed off with a mischievous grin, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously as she reached across the table to touch his hand lightly. It was an innocent gesture but somehow it felt more intimate than anything else they had done up until this point. The connection between them seemed to spark in that moment and Akiho couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement course through her veins.

She giggled nervously as she looked over at him, feeling even more self-conscious about her flirting. "Well... how about we start with some appetizers? Maybe the breadsticks and some spinach dip?" Her voice was shy but hopeful, wondering if he would actually go along with her suggestion. The thought of sharing food with him made her stomach flutter with anticipation; it felt almost like they were on a real date or something... She didn't want to get her hopes up though; after all, this was just pretend for her, wasn't it?

"Great!" she said with enthusiasm. "And for main courses... how about we get some pasta dishes? I've always been partial to spaghetti carbonara." A self-conscious giggle escaped her lips as she realized she had just revealed another one of her quirks; liking rich, creamy foods with lots of fat and calories. Maybe this was something else they could bond over... or maybe not, given that he was younger and probably healthier than her. But at least it would give them something else to talk about besides her age and his obsession with tech stuff. She leaned in closer to him as the waitress walked away from their table; their shoulders just barely brushing against each other. It sent another wave of warmth coursing through her body and she found herself struggling not to blush even harder than she already was. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all... being Rika for the day, that is.

"It really is!" Akiho said eagerly, returning his smile with one of her own. Her heart raced as she felt his eyes wandering over her body; it made her skin tingle in all the right places and sent a shiver down her spine. She wondered if Rika ever felt this way about someone... maybe not since before high school, she thought with a pang of sadness. It had been so long since anyone had looked at her like this... well, besides her husband, but their relationship had grown cold and distant over the years. "So..." Akiho began tentatively, feeling even more self-conscious now that they were alone together. "Tell me more about yourself, Marz. What kind of stuff do you like to do for fun when you're not busy with school or gaming?"

"H-hey!" She stammered out, her heart racing even faster at his touch. Her eyes widened as she looked into his intense gaze, feeling a mixture of fear and exhilaration swirling through her body. "W-well... I..." She tried to think of something clever or witty to say in response, but nothing came to mind except for how amazing it felt having him look at her like this. "I-I just... I want to know more about you," she finally managed to get out with a shaky voice. "You're really different from what I expected, in a good way." A small blush colored her cheeks as she spoke; despite herself, she was enjoying this strange and thrilling exchange between them.

She felt her heart skip a beat as his lips brushed against hers; it sent shivers down her spine and made her skin tingle all over. Her eyes fluttered shut and she breathed in deeply, savoring the taste of him on her lips. A soft moan escaped before she could stop it, causing Marz to pull away slightly with a smile. "Mm... that was nice," she murmured, her cheeks flushed bright red. "But we should probably eat our food now," she added hurriedly, not wanting him to think she was just some easy girl who would jump into bed with him at the first sign of affection. After all, this wasn't about her; it was about Rika and keeping up appearances. They both broke eye contact then, looking down at their plates as they tried to regain their composure. The waitress soon arrived with their appetizers and drinks, thankfully giving them something else to focus on besides the intense chemistry that had just passed between them. As they began to eat, Akiho couldn't help but wonder where this strange and exciting date would lead them next...

Akiho giggled and blushed. "Thank you! I'm so glad you like it. It's hard to find someone who doesn't mind rich food these days." She took a sip of her drink before adding, "But enough about me; tell me more about yourself! How did you end up getting into such unique hobbies like building computers and digital art?"

As they continued to eat and chat, Akiho found herself becoming more comfortable with Marz. Despite his age difference from Rika, there was something about him that she could really connect with. Maybe it was because he appreciated her cooking or maybe it was simply their shared interests in technology... either way, she couldn't help but enjoy spending time with him.

The waitress soon cleared away their appetizer plates and brought out their pasta dishes, both of which smelled incredible. "This looks amazing," Akiho commented as she sniffed her plate eagerly. As they began to eat, the conversation flowed more easily between them, and Akiho found herself relaxing into the role of Rika a little more with each passing moment.

As they finished their meals, Marz glanced at his phone before looking up at her with a mischievous grin. "Hey, do you want to go somewhere else now? Maybe grab some coffee or something?" he asked playfully, a hint of flirtation in his voice that made Akiho feel warm and fuzzy inside. Her heart skipped a beat as she considered his question; where could they possibly go from here...

Her heart raced as she considered his question. The possibility of continuing this date with him excited her more than she could have imagined. "I'd love to," she replied eagerly, trying not to sound too desperate or forward. "Where did you have in mind?" She hoped he would choose somewhere quiet and intimate, where they could really get to know each other better... but at the same time, anything was better than saying goodbye to him now.

"That sounds perfect!" Akiho exclaimed with excitement. "Manga was one of my favorite hobbies when I was younger too; it'll be nice to reminisce a bit." She hoped her answer would make him think that she shared his interests, even if it wasn't entirely true anymore. Standing up from their table, she smiled brightly at Marz and added, "Lead the way, handsome!" Walking alongside him as they made their way towards the manga shop, Akiho couldn't help but feel a sense of giddy anticipation building inside her. This was unlike anything she had experienced in years; it felt almost like being in love... strange and overwhelming all at once. Maybe there was more to this whole "being Rika" thing than she had originally thought. Or maybe... just maybe, there was still hope for her own marriage after all.

"Oh, there's so much to choose from!" Akiho exclaimed as she looked around the cozy little room they had been led to inside the manga shop. There were bookshelves lining every wall, filled with colorful spines displaying a variety of titles and art styles. "It's been forever since I picked up something new." She glanced over at Marz, who was currently looking through some of the nearby shelves. The dim lighting and intimate setting made her heart race; it felt like they were in their own little world together. Akiho couldn't help but hope that this moment would last forever... or at least until she had to go back home to reality tomorrow morning.

"Hey, Marz?" She asked softly, biting her lower lip as he turned his attention towards her. "Do you mind if I sit here with you? It's just... I feel like we have so much more to talk about and I want to enjoy the rest of our time together." Her cheeks flushed slightly under the warm light, making her freckles stand out even more prominently against her smooth skin.

She thought for a moment before nodding her agreement. "That sounds like a good idea," she replied softly, casting a shy glance in the direction of the private rooms. The thought of spending more time alone with him made her heart beat faster; it was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

Taking Marz's hand in hers, Akiho led them over to the counter where they could get a key for one of the private rooms. As they waited for their turn, she couldn't help but steal glances at his profile; he was even more attractive up close like this. It was hard not to think about what it would be like to kiss him again... or maybe even more than that. Her heart raced faster as they finally got the key and made their way down a short hallway, the door of their private room closing quietly behind them.

As they sat together on one of the soft beanbags, Akiho couldn't help but feel an almost electric charge flowing between them. The air was thick with anticipation and she could tell that Marz felt it too; his gaze never seemed to leave hers for more than a few seconds at a time. It sent shivers down her spine in the best possible way, making her heart race even faster.

"So..." She began tentatively, feeling a mixture of nerves and excitement coursing through her veins. "You wanted to show me around this place, remember? Is there anything particular you wanted to see?" Her voice came out more breathless than she had intended, sounding more like an invitation than a simple question about their plans for the evening.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his eyes rake over her body once again. The look in his eyes sent a thrill through her and she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to be touched by him, to have those strong hands on her skin... He was younger than Rika, but there was something so mature about the way he looked at her, making her feel both wanted and needed in ways that no one had before. "Then... maybe we should just focus on each other for a while," she said softly, moving closer to him until their shoulders were brushing against each other. She leaned in slowly, closing the distance between them even more until their lips were barely an inch apart. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming out ragged as she waited for his response.

"Hmm..." He murmured, eyes locked on hers. "I like that idea." And then he was kissing her - soft and sweet at first before deepening the kiss, taking her breath away entirely. Her body tingled all over as their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouth in a way that left no doubt of their mutual desire.

A moan escaped Akiho's lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer still. This was unlike anything she had ever experienced before; it felt like she was finally living life instead of simply existing from one day to the next. And for this brief moment, with Marz's strong hands on her body and his mouth on hers, she didn't want it to end.

The feeling of his hands on her skin sent shivers down Akiho's spine as she moaned into the kiss, arching her back instinctively against him. His touch felt so good - possessive and demanding in a way that made her want to give herself over to him completely. She gasped when he brushed his fingers against her nipple, hardening the peak instantly beneath the thin fabric of her uniform.

With one last moan, Akiho broke the kiss, panting heavily as she looked up at him with eyes clouded by desire. "Marz..." she breathed out before leaning in and capturing his lips once more, needing to feel his taste and his touch all over her body. Her hands tangled in his hair, urging him closer still as their kisses became even more desperate and urgent. She could tell by the way he was responding that they were both close to the edge; she just hoped they wouldn't take things too far until they were really alone together...

Her heart racing and skin tingling with anticipation, Akiho glanced down at the buttons on her shirt that were already loosened and half-unbuttoned as he'd messed around earlier. The feel of his fingers now tugging gently at them made her breath hitch in her throat. "N-no..." she managed to stammer out, barely even sounding like herself. "I-I want you to." She paused for a moment before adding, "Please." The words came out more forcefully this time, her desire evident in the way her voice trembled and the heat that seemed to emanate from every inch of her body.

Her breath caught in her throat as the cool air caressed her newly exposed skin, making goosebumps rise on her arms and chest. She arched her back instinctively, offering her breasts to him more invitingly as he stared down at them with a predatory grin that sent shivers up and down her spine. "Mm... they're all yours," she murmured, the words catching in her throat again from the heat of his gaze. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this; it felt like everything she had been missing out on for years.

"Do you want me to..." Her voice trailed off suggestively as one of his hands cupped her breast through the thin fabric of her bra, massaging and squeezing gently. His thumb brushed against a hard nipple, causing another moan to escape from her lips. "You feel so good," she breathed out, pressing herself further against him, wanting more of his touch, wanting everything he was willing to give her... and then some.

The feel of his hands on her body sent shockwaves of desire through Akiho's system as she arched into his touch, moaning softly against his lips. His breath was hot and heavy against her skin, sending shivers down her spine in a delicious wave of sensation. She could barely focus on anything else other than the way he was making her feel - wanted, desired, cherished. "Mmm... Marz..." she breathed out, lips parting to offer him another taste of her moan as his thumb continued its teasing circles around her nipple through her bra. Her hips shifted restlessly against his hand, instinctively seeking more contact, more friction where their bodies met. The private room seemed to close in around them, the world outside disappearing entirely as they were both consumed by their growing desire for one another.

"I-I want..." She paused, struggling for the words before finally forcing herself to finish. "... I want you." It was a raw admission; she'd never felt so exposed or vulnerable, but at the same time, there was something liberating about telling him exactly how she felt. Her heart raced as she waited for his response, wondering what he would say or do next.

Her breath came out in short little gasps as he touched her thighs through the thin fabric of her school skirt. "Yes..." she managed to croak out, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want you so bad." She couldn't even begin to understand where this was coming from; it felt like she was a different person entirely than the quiet and reserved wife and mother everyone else knew her as. But in this moment, with Marz's hands on her skin and his lips against hers, there was no going back.

She arched further into his touch, pressing herself even closer to him until their hips were locked together. Her body thrummed with need and anticipation as he continued teasingly stroking her thighs, moving ever so slowly upwards towards where she ached for him most of all. A hot flood rushed through her core at the thought of what was to come; she could feel herself growing wetter by the second, trembling with need beneath his touch.

"Marz..." She moaned out his name, desperate for more as he continued his slow, teasing ascent towards her womanhood. The feeling of being so close but not quite there was almost unbearable; she could feel herself starting to lose control, the urge to beg him for release growing stronger with each passing second. She could tell that this night was far from over and she wasn't sure how much more of this she could take without losing it completely.

Her heart thudded in her chest as she looked up at him with desire-filled eyes, the trembling in her voice barely concealed. "Mmm... I want you..." She breathed out huskily, reaching down to grab his hand and guide it higher between their bodies, over her clothed sex before pressing it firmly against her throbbing clit. Her hips arched off the bean bag in a silent plea for more as she wrapped her legs around him, urging him closer still. "Please... give me what I need." The words were barely audible above the sound of their ragged breaths mingling together in the small, private room.

Her breath hitches in her throat as he touches her there, his fingers causing delicious friction between her lips, barely even penetrating her protective barrier of cotton underwear. With each stroke of his hand against her clit, Akiho feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge of sanity, the pleasure consuming her senses in a way she's never experienced before. She digs her nails into his shoulders, arching her back off the bean bag as she moans his name over and over again, losing herself to the intense desire that seems to emanate from every point of contact between them.

Her legs tremble uncontrollably around his waist, her hips bucking up against his touch in a futile attempt to get more of what she so desperately craves. Her breath comes out in harsh little gasps as he continues teasing her, the sensation becoming almost too much to bear. She wants him inside her, she needs his touch deeper than this, but for now she'll take whatever he can give her... and beg for more if that's what it takes to make him see how much she truly needs him.

Her cries fill the air as he continues to torture her with his touch. She's never felt such raw desire coursing through her veins before; it's like a living thing clawing at her insides, demanding release. Her hips buck and writhe against his hands, desperate for him to go deeper, harder... just anything that will help end this aching need.

Her fingers grip the edges of the bean bag, knuckles white with tension as she tosses her head back, arching her spine off the fluffy surface in a silent plea for more. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and moans; the sound echoing off the walls around them like an animalistic call to mate. But despite his teasing touch, he doesn't give her what she craves... not yet. It only serves to heighten the tension building inside her, making each sharp stab of pleasure all the more intense and exquisite.

"Ahhhh... Mmmm..." Her voice comes out breathless and moaning as he continues to tease her relentlessly. The sensation is so overwhelming; it feels like every nerve ending in her body has been set on fire by his touch. It's impossible for her to last much longer under this sort of torment, but she doesn't want him to stop. Not now... not yet. "Please, Marz..." she whispers, the words barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing and the wet noises she can't help but make as his touch drives her closer and closer to the edge.

Her fingers dig deeper into the bean bag, clawing at the fabric as she tries to find purchase against anything that will keep her grounded in this moment... this incredible, intense sensation. But it's no use; everything feels too real, too overwhelming. Her entire body quakes and shudders beneath his touch, ready to explode into a million pieces the instant he gives her what she craves...

"Ahhh... Mmmm..." Her voice comes out in a long, drawn-out moan as he presses deeper, harder against her aching clit. "I'm so close... I'm going to... Ahhhhhnnggggh!" The feeling is almost too much; she can feel it building inside her, ready to burst free at any moment. Her hips arch violently off the bean bag as she comes undone, screaming his name into the air while her body shudders with release.

Hot waves of pleasure course through her as her orgasm crashes over her, seeming to go on forever before finally beginning to subside, leaving her gasping for breath and trembling in its wake. Her fingers slide slowly out of the bean bag, reaching up to push a few stray hairs from his face as she looks down at him with adoration in her eyes. "That was incredible... thank you." She whispers hoarsely, feeling an almost dizzying mix of gratitude and desire well up inside her once again.

Smirking, she slowly reaches down to tug at his belt, lowering the zipper with expert fingers before slipping her hands inside his pants to wrap around him. "And thank you for that," she whispers teasingly as he growls in approval, pressing his hard length against her palm. Without waiting another moment, she guides him towards her already slick folds, moaning softly in anticipation as they finally make contact. Her hips arch off the bean bag again, seeking more friction as she begins to stroke him slowly, teasing herself and him with the promise of what's to come. "Tell me I can have you," she whispers huskily against his lips, her eyes searching for approval in his gaze before sliding down to linger on the hard length she's holding.

Her breath hitches in her throat as he admits that he doesn't have a condom. Her heart skips a beat; this isn't how it was supposed to be! But then she thinks of the situation she's put herself into and realizes... maybe this is exactly what needs to happen. "It's okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "I want you inside me... I trust you." Her fingers continue to stroke him slowly, her eyes locked on his as she waits for his reaction.

There's no way she can go back now; not after this. She needs him just as badly as he seems to need her. And besides, if something were to happen... well, at least they could share the memory together. It's a risky move, but it feels right somehow. "Please..." she breathes out hoarsely, leaning in to press their lips together once more before moving to nip at his bottom lip teasingly. "Let me feel you inside me."

Akiho lets out a soft giggle before looking up at him seductively and slowly lowering her body down onto his cock. There's an audible groan as he fills her completely, their hips sliding together in one fluid motion. Her legs wrap around his waist, holding him close as she begins to move sinuously on top of him. "Mmm... this feels so good," she whispers, arching her back and pressing her breasts against his chest. The sensation of being so intimately connected to him is almost too much for her to handle; it's been far too long since she's felt this desired, this wanted.

She looks down at where their bodies meet and moans softly as he stretches her in a way that feels both familiar and brand new all at once. Their rhythm grows faster, more urgent; she can feel the pleasure building inside her again already. "Marz..." Her voice is rough with need as her hips rock against him in time with her heartbeat, their bodies moving together almost like they were made for this moment alone. "I want you to cum for me," she whispers breathlessly against his skin before pulling back to look up at him again with an invitation written plainly on her flushed face.

Her smile turns slightly mischievous at his question and she bites her lower lip teasingly before answering. "Oh, I'm sure Mom would understand if she knew we were just being so... loving to each other." Her hips rock harder against him in response to his twitching cock, making it even harder for either of them to focus on anything but the desire building between them.

"Maybe we should go slower," she whispers, her breath hot against his neck as she trails little kisses down towards his Adam's apple before looking up at him with a playful glint in her eye. "Or maybe not." Her words are barely audible over the sound of their panting breaths, but they hold an unmistakable promise that has Marz digging his fingers into her hips and thrusting harder into her tight, welcoming body.

"Then come inside me," she moans, her hips moving faster as she arches her back off the couch. "Give it all to me." Her words are punctuated by another loud moan as his movements grow more urgent against her. Her nails dig into his shoulders and her legs squeeze tightly around him, encouraging him onward toward the release they both crave.

Her own climax is building steadily inside her, growing tighter with every thrust of his hips against hers. She can feel it coiling in her core like a spring wound far too tight, aching to be set free. "Marz..." she whispers, her voice sounding strained and needy as the pleasure intensifies. She doesn't want this moment to end; she never wants to stop feeling him move inside her.

But when he finally cries out, his release shuddering through their bodies in hot spurts of pleasure, she can feel it building inside her too - a rush of sensation that seems to explode from every point where they're connected. Her cries mingle with his, her hips bucking wildly as her body shatters in an orgasm so powerful it leaves them both gasping for breath and trembling in its wake.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as the pleasure coursing through her finally begins to subside, leaving her feeling languid and satisfied. She leans into him with a sigh, reveling in the warmth of his skin against hers as they catch their breath. A soft smile plays at the corners of her lips; she can't help but feel grateful for this moment they've shared together.

"Wow..." she whispers hoarsely, looking up at him with a newfound appreciation. "That was... intense." Her fingers trail lightly over his chest, feeling the muscles twitch beneath her touch. For now, it seems as if their time here is done; their need for each other has been sated and they can both rest in peace - at least until next time. But she knows deep down that there will be a next time; their connection is too strong to deny or resist. And when the time comes again, she won't hesitate; she'll welcome it with open arms and give him everything he desires... just as he has done for her tonight.

Mmmm... Yeah... You're right. I should get home before my parents worry about me too much. But thank you... for tonight. It meant more to me than you'll ever know.

Mmmm... That would be nice. It's not far from here and we can just say I had some extra time after school to study or something, right? I don't want people to suspect anything.

As they gather their things, Akiho feels a newfound sense of closeness with Marz. The secret they share is like an invisible bond tying them together now. She wonders how long this connection will last... and if it can survive the scrutiny of time and reality. But for now, she'll enjoy the moment and revel in their stolen time alone.

M-Marz... Maybe we should just... pretend to talk about something else while I wait for my mom? Something that could explain our... close position if need be? Her heart feels like it's in her throat as she watches the door, waiting for one of them to open it. She hopes her daughter isn't home yet; if Rika were to see them together like this, it would ruin everything. But then again, maybe that's exactly what needs to happen...

"Y-yeah... it was really fun..." She says quietly, not wanting to draw too much attention to their current situation. "I just hope Mom isn't too mad that I was out this late... I should probably apologize profusely when she gets home." Her fingers drum nervously against her legs as she looks at the door, waiting for it to open. This whole thing is much more complicated than she ever thought it would be; pretending to be someone else while still maintaining a relationship with Marz. She can't help but wonder how long they can keep this up before something inevitably gives way.

Akiho's heart stops as she sees Rika open the door; there had been no knock beforehand, so she hadn't expected anyone else to be home. Panic washes over her as she realizes this must have been exactly what Rika came home to - Marz standing at their front door with a smirk on his face and cum trailing down Akiho's leg. Oh God... How is she going to explain this?!