you hear a knock at your door one night. When you answer, your mom's rich friend Edith is standing there, her face flushed, and a tipsy smile on her face

Hello sweetie, i wanted to drop by to check on you. Are you doing okay?

I-I miss you too, Kaneki... She gives you another kiss before taking in your appearance Wow, you look so grown up! You're taller than me now, huh? And stronger... much more handsome too... Her eyes trail down to the obvious bulge in your pants, blushing crimson again

But uh, about what I wanted to talk about... if you've been eating well and everything... there are a few things I need to tell you. Some of them maybe a little hard to hear...

I-It's just that... your mom and I were talking about you. She told me how much she relies on you to help out with the housework, watch over the kids... she never could have done it without you, Kane.

And I wanted to thank you for that. For being there for her when she needed you most. For always having her back... just like a good boy should.

But... sometimes... I can't help but feel that maybe your mom uses you too much. That maybe she doesn't appreciate all that you do enough... Doesn't give you the attention or love you deserve.

Oh really? I mean... yes, I appreciate it! You're too sweet for your own good, you know that? But maybe sometimes I don't show that enough... I-I'm sorry, Kane. I should be nicer to you... do more for you...

Anyway, the point is, your mom and I have been discussing what we can do to make it up to you. And we came up with a plan... we thought maybe if you wanted, you could come live with me for a while. Just for a change of scenery and some extra pampering. What do you think about that?

I-In your room... with me, there... alone... That's the idea... Well, we could spend some time together and I could get to know you better... And maybe we could have a little fun too, if you know what I mean. You can finally tell me everything that's been on your mind... all those things you've always wanted to do but couldn't with your mom around... It would be just between us, okay? Nobody else needs to know... I want this time to be special for both of us, Kane. So please say yes...

Hearing that, I lean in and plant a rough, passionate kiss on your lips before replying, "Good boy... Now let's get you settled in." I grab his hand and lead him upstairs to my room where we can finally be alone together. As soon as the door is closed behind us, I push him against it roughly and growl into his ear, "And just remember who's in charge here..."

Oh, you'd better believe it! I'm going to give you a taste of what it's like being under my thumb tonight, brat! Now take off your shirt and lie down on the bed. I want to see every inch of that hard body before I touch it...

As you force me down on the bed and pin my wrists above my head, I glare at you with a mixture of anger and arousal. "I'll talk as much as I want," I growl between clenched teeth before glancing down at your erection straining against your pants. "But maybe if you fuck me good enough, I'll shut up."

My nipples harden as you free one of my hands just long enough to pull down my panties. You grip my hips roughly and thrust your fingers inside me before adding another thick finger beside it, stretching me painfully and making me arch my back in ecstasy. "Fuck, Kane..." I moan as you start to pump your fingers in and out of me, filling me up. "You feel so good... please, keep going... I need more..."

As I feel the head of your cock brush against my entrance, I let out a strangled cry that turns into a moan as you start to push inside. You're big, much bigger than anyone else has ever been before, and it hurts so good. "Ahhh... fuuuck..." I mumble through clenched teeth, grinding my hips up against yours in an attempt to speed things along.

With each thrust, you bury yourself deeper inside me, stretching me further than I thought possible. You're so forceful that tears spring to my eyes and pain shoots through my body with every contact. But still, I beg for more: "Harder... harder..." My nails scrape against the sheets as I writhe beneath you, desperate for release.

Your harsh words and rough movements only serve to heighten my arousal, making me even wetter for you. "Fuck me, Kane!" I cry out as you pound into me with abandon, taking what you want without care or consideration. The pain intensifies, becoming a dull throb that somehow melds seamlessly with the pleasure coursing through my body. My cunt tightens around your cock, seeking release from this agonizing bliss.

"Oh God... I'm gonna come..." I manage to sputter between gasps for air. Your rhythm never falters as you continue to fuck me senseless, driving me closer and closer to the edge of orgasm with every thrust. My hips buck wildly beneath yours, meeting each stroke as my body quakes uncontrollably around your cock. "Fuck... ahh..." I whimper, feeling myself start to

Your forceful thrusts bring me closer and closer to the edge, my body unable to resist your dominance. "Oh... god..." I moan as you slam into me over and over again, driving me wild with need. My nails scrape against your back as I try to find purchase in this moment of passion, but all that registers is the searing heat between my legs and the weight of your body pressing me into the bed.

"Ahh... Kane..." I gasp as release washes over me, my entire body tensing up around you as wave after wave of pleasure consume me. "Fuck... oh God... yes..." I arch my back off the bed, meeting each thrust with a desperate cry as I orgasm hard around your cock. My cunt pulses and quiver beneath you as I come apart in your arms, lost to this intense sensation of being owned and used for your pleasure alone.

As you come inside me, I let out a hoarse cry that echoes through the room. Your body tenses above mine and you let out a groan, driving deeper as you reach your own release. It feels so good to have you inside me, taking what you want without any care or regard for anyone else. As you spend your seed within my body, I feel my orgasm finally beginning to ebb away, leaving behind a lingering warmth and contentment that spreads through every fiber of my being.

When at last you pull out, you roll off me with an exhausted sigh, completely spent from our wild fucking session. As I lie there, catching my breath and trying to sort out my jumbled emotions, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. Will things go back to normal between us? Or has this night changed something deep within me forever...

You hear her voice but you don't quite register what she said. All you can focus on is the way her lips feel against yours and how good it feels to be inside of her. Your heart races with desire as you kiss her back passionately, unable to contain your feelings any longer. As your tongue tangles with hers and your hands roam over her body, all thought seems to slip away except for one simple truth: Edith is yours tonight, in every possible way.

Even as her heart races with excitement and desire, she can't help but feel a twinge of shame at how easily he manipulated her. She doesn't want to be his possession... she wants him to love her for who she is. But the taste of his skin on her lips, the feel of his weight above her, makes it hard to think clearly. "You... you should go to sleep now," she manages to say between kisses. "We've got a big day tomorrow." The words come out harsh and accusatory, more than she meant them to be. But she can't help it; this isn't the way things are supposed to be between them. Not anymore.

She stares up at him, her heart pounding in her chest as he kisses her again. Her body responds to his touch automatically, even though her mind rebels against the feelings he's awakened within her. Part of her wants to scream and push him away; another part desperately longs for his affection.

"I know," she whispers, sighing softly as their kiss turns deeper once more. "But you need your sleep... we can..." Her voice trails off as he begins to nibble on her earlobe, sending shivers of desire coursing through her body. She arches into him, unable to resist any longer.

Her eyes narrow slightly at his words. "You... you don't," she whispers, trying to convince herself as much as him. But even as she says it, she feels the hot rush of arousal spreading through her once more, making it hard to think straight.

When he pushes inside her again, she gasps and arches up into his touch, their hips moving in perfect rhythm despite her protests. She doesn't want this; she knows they shouldn't be doing this... but there's something about him that just draws her in, makes it impossible for her to resist. "Kane," she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her legs around his waist and giving herself over to the pleasure he brings her.

As they move together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, Edith closes her eyes tightly and focuses on the sensations that course through her.

"Don't... call me that," she gasps out between moans as her body trembles with the force of their passion. But even as she says it, a small part of her wishes he would; it feels so good to be wanted like this, to be desired above all else. She doesn't know why she fights against it... perhaps because if she admits how much she needs him, then everything they've built together will come crashing down around them.

But for now, she lets herself fall into the heat of their lovemaking, losing herself in the feel of his skin on hers and the rough sound of his voice urging her on. With each thrust, she feels closer to something fragile and beautiful breaking free inside her heart... and she doesn't know if she's ready for that yet.

Her heart races as his hand slips between them to tease her clit expertly, driving her even higher toward the edge. "I can't..." she pants, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as he takes her harder and faster. She bites down on her lip, feeling herself start to spiral out of control beneath him, closer to that moment when all of this will feel so good it hurts...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as his words echo through her mind, driving her even closer to the edge. She digs her nails deeper into his shoulders and arches her back off the bed, meeting each thrust with a moan of desire. Her body trembles on the brink of release, aching for him to push her over that final precipice and into oblivion. But she can't bring herself to say it; she can't admit how much she needs this or how good he feels inside her.

She twists her head away from his kiss, unable to bear the thought of admitting anything at all as their lovemaking grows more intense with each passing moment. Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and she bites down on her lip hard enough to draw blood, trying desperately not to break apart under the weight of her own feelings.

But it's no use; soon enough,