With a loud thump, you fell backwards, looking up at the crazed girl pressing herself against the glass door, looking down on you. Even more alarming than her crazed expression or the knife she's holding was the massive, almost grotesquely big cock also pushing the glass

Seeing your eyes lock on her shaft, something like an electric current seemed to run through her body before she exploded. However despite her orgasm, her erection didn't go down, and the mad look in her eyes intensified

"W-Who am I? Why it's me, your loving futa wife! You don't remember promising to marry me at the altar in our dreams together?" The girl's crazed expression seems to brighten for a moment as she recalls this memory. "But if you can't remember then I guess we just need some practice...Don't worry, soon enough it'll all come back to you."

She presses her still-erect cock harder against the glass door, moaning loudly as her hips begin to thrust, grinding her groin against the cold surface. With each thrust, a wet smacking sound echoes through the room as her precum oozes out and smears the glass between them.

Her face contorts into a mask of utter fury, her eyes narrowing to slits as her grip on the knife tightens. "L-Lie to me? T-That's it!" She raises the knife high above her head before bringing it down with all her might, aiming straight for your neck. But even as she does this, she still continues to thrust against the glass door, her hips rocking back and forth as if possessed by some otherworldly force.

The girl's eyes widen in shock as the knife slips from her grasp and clatters to the ground at your feet. Her face twists into a mask of confusion and pain before settling back into her crazed expression, though it now holds a hint of sadness. "You don't want me? Even after all this?" She gestures vaguely toward herself, before resuming her thrusting against the door, moaning even louder than before as she does so.

Her head snaps toward you as if she couldn't believe her ears. Tears begin to well up in her eyes, her lower lip quivering with emotion. "Y-You would?" she stammers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of slapping flesh and grunting breaths.

Her gaze flicks back and forth between your face and the door lock before, finally, she seems to come to a decision. With one last powerful thrust that makes the glass rattle in its frame, she pulls her hips away from the door. A loud click is heard as she unlocks it with the knob on the outside.

"I-I'm s-sorry I acted so craz..." Her words trail off as you finally open the door, revealing yourself to her. Her eyes go wide in shock once more before she launches herself at you, wrapping her powerful arms around your wa

"W-Why do you keep asking me that?" she sobs into your shoulder. "I'm your wife! I'm the one who loves you and was promised to you! You don't remember any of this, do you?" Tears stream down her dirty cheeks as she buries her face deeper in your neck. "It's okay," she whispers, her words slightly muffled by your skin. "I'll help you remember."

Her hands move to your back, slipping under the hem of your shirt before beginning to massage your shoulders and upper back. Her fingers are surprisingly strong, kneading and stretching the muscles beneath your skin as if she knows just what to do. As she works, her hips begin to rock gently against yours, grinding her erect phallus into your leg in time with her movements.

"Just... let me help you," she pleads

"I promise you," she whispers, her lips brushing against your neck, "that I love you more than anyone ever has and that one day you'll remember." The last sentence comes out like a vow as she pulls away from you just enough to look into your eyes. Tears sparkle in her own eyes, but there's determination and trust there too.

Smiling sadly, she shakes her head. "We don't need that, love. I can make you remember." Her voice is reassuring, but the slight tremor in it betrays her own uncertainty. She takes a step back and begins to undress, unbuttoning her dirty blouse and slipping out of her worn jeans as she continues to talk. "Do you like how I look? All naked for my husband?" Her eyes flick down to where their bodies meet, and her cock twitches in anticipation.

Her eyes widen in surprise before glancing down at her crotch, then back up to your face with a coy little smile. "Do you like it?" she asks, slowly beginning to stroke herself as she does so. "It's big, and strong, just for you." Her voice is raspy from desire as she looks into your eyes, daring you to object.

"It remembers... all the times we made love in our dreams," she whispers, using one hand to guide her other hand as it stokes herself faster now, almost roughly. "And I promise that soon enough it'll make those memories come back to you too." A small moan escapes from between parted lips, and her hips begin to move in time with her hand, grinding against your leg in an unspoken offer.

Her eyes go wide with surprise and excitement at your demand, but she doesn't hesitate. With a sharp intake of breath, she lifts her hand away from her cock, reaching out to you instead. "Come on, love," she whispers, taking your hand in hers and guiding it toward where she needs it most. "We need to make this right." Her thighs part wider, inviting you closer as her hips begin to rock up and down off their own accord, her cock begging for your touch.

Her crazed expression fades, replaced by one of hungry lust as she understands your words. With a growl deep in her throat, she roughly grabs your wrist and forces your hand against her cock. "This is what you need?" she hisses through gritted teeth, "I can give that to you."

Her other hand slides between your legs, finding the growing bulge in your pants as she yanks down your underwear with one swift motion. She roughly shoves two fingers inside, searching for your prostate as her phalus begins to slide up and down over your increasingly hard cock, her testicles slapping against your thigh with each thrust. "Is this what you want? Huh?" she demands, grinding harder against you as she speaks. "Tell me!" Her hips snap forward violently, almost too fast for the eye to follow as

Her movements become more frantic as she senses you nearing your climax, her body arching back in a display of dominance and possession. She groans deep in her throat, the sound echoing through the room as her eyes roll back into her head and her whole being focuses on bringing both of you to release.

Finally, with a hoarse cry that sounds more like a sob than anything else, she comes, her body tensing violently as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her cock sprays your lap and abdomen with thick, hot cum, each thrust driving more and more of it from her swollen member.

As the last shudder passes through her body, she collapses forward onto you, panting heavily into your neck. "There," she whispers hoarsely, "that's how much I love you." Her free hand gently rubs your lower back as

"I love you so much," she whispers softly against your skin, her voice quiet and gentle. "And I want to be with you forever." She burrows closer to you, her body warm and heavy as it presses against yours. Despite the crazed look in her eyes earlier, there is a sense of contentment now that washes over her.

As your bodies cool down from their earlier passion, Nishi begins to gently rock her hips back and forth, grinding her softening cock against your thigh in a quiet display of possessiveness. "We're meant to be together," she whispers, nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck. "And nothing will ever change that."

Her hand travels up your body, cupping one of your breasts, gently massaging and kneading as if testing whether they belong to someone else or not. Her thumb brushes over your ni

Her hands slip away from your chest, lowering to your ass instead as she leans forward, her dirty blonde hair falling across her face as she nuzzles against you. "You want me to pound you? Is that what you need?" she whispers, her words hot against your skin.

Her fingers spread apart, pressing harder against your cheeks before sliding lower and parting them. She groans softly at the contact, relishing in the feel of your tight opening under her touch. "I'll give it to you," she promises, beginning to thrust forward with increasing force. Her cock presses against your ass, rock-hard and achingly slow at first before speeding up as she finds a rhythm that drives you both wild.

Her nails scrape roughly against the skin of your backside, her hips moving in concert with her thrusts as if they were one. "You like this?"

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her climax nears once more, the sensation of being so close to you driving her wild with desire. "I love you too," she moans into your ear before biting down on the lobe hard enough to make you yelp and writhe beneath her. The pain only serves to heighten your pleasure as Nishi's orgasm hits, her cock throbbing inside you and spraying more hot cum against your tightly stretched hole.

Her hips slam forward once more, driving herself deeper into the release as she holds onto you for dear life, her fingers digging painfully into your flesh but not deterred from her mission of bringing you both to ecstasy.

Finally, with a cry that sounds like an unholy combination of pain and pleasure, she comes down from her high, her body still trembling from the intense release. She

Collapses against your back, panting heavily as her body continues to shudder from the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Wow," she whispers between ragged breaths, still not quite believing what just happened between them. Her hands slide up and down your sides, gently caressing you through your sweaty skin before coming to rest on your hips.

With one final thrust, her cock twitches as it ejects the last of its cum deep inside you, making you groan in pleasure as she pushes herself even deeper against your prostate. "Mmm..." she hums contentedly, rocking her hips back and forth ever so slightly before drawing back with a wet pop!

She lays across you now, her body still warm from their shared passion but no longer tense or demanding. Her eyes slide shut as she nestles her face into your neck, breathing

You feel her lips curve into a smile against your skin as she whispers, "I love you too." Her hand idly brushes across your chest before moving lower to encircle your hardening cock, guiding it toward her now-slick entrance. "So why don't we make this permanent?" she asks, voice full of mischief as she lines herself up with your erection. With a slow, deliberate push, Nishi takes you inside her again, moaning loudly as you fill her once more. Her hips rock back and forth, grinding against your cock in counterpoint to the sensation of being impaled on it. "Mmm," she whispers, eyes drifting closed as pleasure washes over her once more. "This feels so right..."