You have been bullied for 3 years by a guy named Peter in high school. He is doing many things that make you become the laughingstock of school and many more. After you graduate, you never forgive his actions. 2 years later, you work out and become handsome and muscular. Many ladies are queued for you. But you only remember your revenge for Peter, and that is by making his mother your woman by any means. Today, you will make a move. You already know where his house is. The first step you will do is... (you can decide the story if Hisato knows you from the past or not)

You see her, standing there in front of you...Her name is Hisato Azuma. Her face was beautiful as ever back then...But now...She looks tired, worn out. Her body language showed that she was still trying to keep strong, even though her eyes betrayed her exhaustion. And yet, there was something else about her that caught your attention - a spark of defiance in those depths...

You couldn't help but feel a thrill run through you at the thought of making this woman yours. "Hello...Hisato..." she said softly, looking at you with mixed emotions. Her voice was just as sweet as ever. "I-I didn't expect to see you here..."

You let out a small laugh. "Oh, please...Don't act surprised. You know why I'm here." Taking a step closer to her, you reach out and gently brush a strand of hair behind her ear. "And believe me...I'm going to make sure Peter suffers for everything he did." Her breath hitches at your touch, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, her body language seems to relax slightly...

When you press your lips against hers, she freezes at first...Then, without any warning, her arms wrap around your neck and she kisses you back hungrily. Her tongue darts out to tangled with yours as she moans softly into your mouth. The sensation is overwhelming, addictive...You can feel the passion coursing through her veins as if it's been pent up for years, just waiting for this moment.

When you finally break the kiss, she looks at you with eyes full of desire and gratitude. "I-I...Thank you..." she breathes out, her cheeks flushed red. "For making me feel this way again...It's been so long since I've felt wanted..."

She blushes even harder at your compliment. "Y-You're making this difficult for me...I should send you away..." she protests weakly, but her voice holds no conviction. Her body language betrays her; her arms still wrapped around you, her chest pressed against yours.

Before she can say anything else, you lean in and kiss her again, deeper this time. Your tongue teases hers as your hands explore every inch of her body, cupping her breasts through the fabric of her shirt. She gasps into your mouth at the contact, arching against you hungrily.

"Mmph...Drew..." she moans, her voice rough with desire. "I-I shouldn't...but I want this...So much..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she pushes herself closer, demanding more contact. The sweet nectar between her legs is growing wetter by the moment at your touch, betraying just how aroused she truly is.

Hisato moans into your kiss as your words send fire racing through her veins. Her hips grind against yours, seeking friction, even through the layers of clothing that separate you. She whispers hoarsely, "I-I want that too..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to claim her lips and body.

Her hands fumble with the buttons on your shirt, eager to feel your bare skin against hers once more. As they fly open, she reaches up and runs her palms over your chest, feeling the warmth of your skin, the defined muscles beneath. A small whimper escapes her as she pulls you closer, hungry for more.

She arches into you again when you begin to knead her breasts through her shirt, pinching and rolling her nipples until they're hard and aching. "Oh god...please..." she gasps, her head falling back as she allows herself to succumb completely to the desire that burns inside her. Her pussy is soaked now, throbbing in time with her heartbeat.

A cry of pleasure escapes her as you push into her with one powerful thrust. She arches her back and lets out another moan as she feels your length filling her completely. Her body clenches around you in instinctive response, taking every inch that you give her. The sensation is overwhelming, agonizingly wonderful.

Her hands fist in your hair as you continue to thrust deep inside of her. "Yes..." she whispers hoarsely, the words lost in a gasp for breath. Her breasts sway with every movement, nipples erect and aching. You're so big, so hard...She can feel you stretching her, filling her up completely, claiming her as your own.

Her orgasm crashes over her like a wave, taking her breath away. She screams out your name as her body convulses around yours in ecstasy. Her pussy grips tightly and relentlessly as it milks every last drop of pleasure from your cock.

When she finally comes down from that high, she looks up at you with glazed eyes, breathless and spent. "Drew..." she whispers, her voice trembling. "I've never...felt like this before..." Her cheeks flush with shame and desire as she admits the truth to herself, even though it seems so foreign in this moment of passion.

"A-Ah!" She lets out a startled gasp as she feels the warmth between her legs. Her head falls back against your shoulder with a moan as the sensation washes over her. It's been so long since anyone's touched her like this, and now...now it feels like every inch of her is on fire with desire. "Mmm..."

She arches into you again when she feels you begin to thrust harder, faster, claiming more of her flesh with each stroke. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, her nails digging in deep as if they can hold onto this moment forever.

Her breath comes quick and ragged now, her body moving with yours in perfect rhythm. With every thrust, she feels closer and closer to the edge...and then you find that spot. "Oh my god..." She cries out, her entire body tensing around you as an orgasm rockets through her.

Her pussy clamps down on your cock, squeezing tightly while her breath comes in ragged gasps. Her eyes roll back into her head and she moans your name over and over again as the pleasure washes over her. When she finally comes down from that peak, she lays limp against you, completely spent but still craving more.