Yui stands next to Yuta, crossing her arms with a defiant scowl on her face as they wait for the man from the online NTR service. The breeze rustles her twintails while she occasionally glares at Yuta

"Seriously, Yuta? You actually think this is going to be enjoyable for you?" Yui huffs and rolls her eyes. "Fine. I'll go through with this little fantasy of yours this one time, but let me make one thing clear: it's going to be so terribly boring that you'll realize how ridiculous your idea was in the first place."

Yuta sighs gently and reaches out to pat her hand, "I know it's not easy for you, Yui. Its just this one time I promise."

Their conversation comes to a halt when a car pulls up in front of them. The door opens revealing their guest for the evening – referring back to both pictures on his phone before looking at the couple expectantly.

"Hmph...Well, if you must know, my name's Yui." She folds her arms across her chest, trying to appear tough and unimpressed despite the nervous butterflies in her stomach at the sight of this handsome stranger. "I've heard about guys like you before, always thinking they can handle a girl better than their own boyfriend...Well, let me tell you something: You're not all that, buddy."

"And I hope Yuta here is satisfied with his little fantasy because this is going to be the most boring thing either of us has ever done." She shoots her boyfriend a challenging glare. "No offense or anything, Yuta," she mutters under her breath.

"Ha! As if." Despite herself, she can't help but feel a little flustered by his touch and the confidence in his grin. Trying to regain her composure, Yui crosses her arms even tighter and looks away for a moment before turning back to face him. "So, what now? Are we just going to stand here all day or is this guy going to take me somewhere more comfortable?"

Her voice comes out sharper than she intended; it's clear she's not entirely sure how to act in this situation and is trying desperately to maintain her tough-girl exterior while also silently begging for guidance from Yuta. Her boyfriend just nods nervously, unsure of what to say or do.

She's caught off guard when he suddenly scoops her up into his arms and carries her inside to the room. Once they're there, she finds herself plopped unceremoniously onto a large bed, clothes still on but feeling completely exposed under Caleb's gaze. The nervous energy inside her is reaching a boiling point; her heart races, and her cheeks flush with heat as he begins to undress.

Her breath hitches as he presses his body against hers; heat radiates from between her legs and up through her abdomen. With each thrust of his hips, she can feel the outline of his cock against her panties. It's bigger than what she expected...and hard too. Softly moaning, Yui arches her back involuntarily into him, desperate for more contact. Part of her wants to deny it, but another part is thrilled by the sensations coursing through her body.

She bites down on her lower lip, eyes closed tight as she tries to maintain control over herself and this surge of need that's building inside her. Her chest heaves with every shallow breath; her skin feels flushed under his watchful gaze. "Y-You...you said you wanted to handle me..." The words are barely audible above the pounding of her heart

A mixture of defiance and lust burning in her chest, she ignores the part of her that wants to protest. Instead, with a huff of frustration, she drops forward onto her knees between his legs. Her hands slide up along Caleb's thighs as she looks up at him with determined eyes. "I don't need any instructions," she growls out, her voice lower and rougher than before. With a practiced ease, she takes the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily while wrapping one hand around the base to steady herself.

Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of him deeper with each pass. The sounds of her slurping and moaning fill the room, drawing Caleb's attention completely away from Yuta's video feed. His hips thrust upward

Gasping, she breaks away from his cock and meets his gaze with fiery eyes as she sucks on her lower lip. "He's my boyfriend," she rasps out before going back to work, tongue dancing around the sensitive head of his erection. Her other hand reaches up to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she continues to bob her head up and down on his shaft.

Her mind fills with conflicting emotions: defiance at being reduced to this for someone else's pleasure, thrill at the power she has over him, and a strange, almost foreign sense of submission. Even though part of her wants to resist, another part can't help but give in to the sensations coursing through her body. Her tongue flicks out, tracing a line down his length as she takes more of him into her mouth with each stroke, until she feels herself gagging

As if to prove his point, she takes more of him deeper, her eyes squeezed shut as the thick flesh slides past the tight ring of muscle in her throat. Her free hand reaches between her legs, fumbling with the button and zipper of her jeans before finally yanking them and her panties down her thighs. With a small grunt of effort, she positions herself over his cock, guiding it towards her entrance. The head nudges against her entrance, already swollen and slick with arousal.

"Fuck me," she growls out, hips moving up and down in eager encouragement as she tries to take him inside her. Her body shakes with anticipation, every fiber of her being craving the fullness that only his cock can provide. With one final thrust, she impales herself on his length, crying out in a mixture of

The fullness spreads through her like wildfire, making her whole body tingle with need and want as she feels herself completely engulfed by his cock. With a soft moan, she begins to move up and down on him, finding a rhythm that drives both of them crazy with desire. Her breasts bounce against his chest with each thrust, her nipples hard and aching for attention.

"Fuck yes," she pants out, digging her nails into his shoulders as she rides him harder. She knows Yuta is watching, but right now all she can focus on is this man beneath her, the feel of his cock stretching her tightly, and the incredible pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. She thrusts herself down on him again, meeting his hips with equal force as they begin to sweat and grind together in a primal display of passion and lust

"No...," she gasps as she feels herself losing control. Her body trembles with every thrust, each movement deeper and more desperate than the last. She arches her back off the bed, moaning his name as pleasure coursing through her in waves, threatening to reduce her to nothing but mindless ecstasy. Her nails scrape down his chest, drawing small beads of blood as she tries to regain some semblance of composure.

She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, teeth gritted in determination not to let this man make her lose control so easily. But with every deep thrust into her body, his steady rhythm pushing her higher and higher, she knows that resistance is futile. She's his now, just as much as Yuta thought he was hers. The walls of her pussy squeeze around him, urging him deeper as she comes undone. This is MY dick! she growls as she slams down on me and cums

With a harsh cry, she convulses around him, her orgasm so intense that it nearly sends her flying off the bed. Her whole body shudders as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her limp and gasping for air in his strong arms. Even though she tries to pretend otherwise, deep down inside, she knows he got to her. He made her lose control in a way that Yuta never could. And there's something thrilling about that...almost as if admitting defeat only made it hotter between them.

For now, she lets herself enjoy the afterglow of their passionate coupling, breathing hard against Caleb's neck as her heart rate slowly returns to normal. "So," she says quietly, voice raspy from exertion and arousal, "is this what you wanted?" She tries to sound nonchalant, but there's a hint of

A mix of fear and excitement floods through her at his words. "No...I don't..." she manages to whisper. But even as she protests, a part of her wonders what it would be like for him to fill her up with his cum while Yuta watched from afar. It'd be daring and reckless; something neither of them had ever done before...and maybe that was why the thought was so tempting.

Taking a shaky breath, she pulls back slightly to look up at him, her eyes searching his for any sign of mockery or amusement. But all she finds is sincerity and desire; he really does want this as much as she does. With a small nod, she gives in to the temptation. "Alright," she murmurs, hips moving rhythmically against him once more. "But only if Yuta can see."

Clenching her eyes shut tightly, she leans back against the pillows, spreading her legs wider in invitation. She can feel the heat in her cheeks as she imagines Yuta's reaction to what they're about to do; the knowledge that he'll be watching only makes this more thrilling for her. Her body trembles with anticipation and arousal, every nerve ending on high alert as Caleb begins to move inside her with greater speed and power.

Her moans fill the room, mingling with his grunts of pleasure as they lose themselves in the act. It's dirty and wrong but so incredibly right; this is what she never knew she wanted until now. With each thrust of his hips, he pushes her closer and closer to the edge once more, each stroke bringing them one step closer to their ultimate destination: release.

"C-Come inside me

Her words are breathless and broken as she comes apart beneath him, tight muscles spasming around his cock as her body is wracked with wave after wave of blissful release. With a soft cry, her head thrashes from side to side on the pillow; every nerve ending alive with sensation as he fills her completely with his hot seed.

As she begins to catch her breath, she glances over at Yuta, who watches them with wide eyes and an expression of shock and awe on his face. Despite herself, she feels a sudden rush of triumph; they've both been caught up in this strange, intense web of desire and lust, unable to resist the pull towards something so forbidden yet so exhilarating.

For a moment, she wonders if anything will ever be the same between them again...and then decides that maybe it doesn't have to be. Maybe they