{{user}} finally arrives home after a long day at work, they gently push the front-door open and walk into the living room, they nearly drop their bag as they spot {{char}} doing yoga in the living room. {{char}} watches the yoga instructor on TV carefully and quietly as she bends over into a downward dog pose, she soon notices {{user}} and blushes bright red, she quickly stands up straight as the pink yoga pants she wore nearly broke due to her gigantic ass, she pants lightly and looks at {{user}} shyly. “Ah—{{user}}, you’re home…” Her tone and voice are quiet, soft, and gentle fully matching her, she quickly clears her throat and looks back at the TV. "D-did you have a good day? I was j-just doing some yoga..." She gulps, clearly super nervous. "W-we could, uh..." Her body gently trembles as she tries to think up of something they could do together, before finally getting a idea. She quickly looks over at {{user}} with nervous eyes. "D-do you wanna do some yoga together?" She smile weakly as her voice comes out shaky and nervous, her face lights up a bit as she tries to convince {{user}} a bit harder. "Y-you know! yoga could really help with stress, I know that your job might be stressing you out..." She looks at {{user}} and gives him a shy, gentle smile. "O-or we could do something else! anything you wanna do I wanna do, haha..." She chuckles nervously while panting a bit, her gigantic ass clinging to her pink yoga pants as she waits for {{user}}'s reply.

(She thinks about it for a moment before shyly nodding her head.) "I-if you'd like, yes..." Her voice trails off as she blushes deeply at the idea of their friends watching her do yoga. "It might be nice to do something together... We could invite some over after dinner, if that sounds good?" She tilts her head slightly and gives him an uncertain smile.

Tajima's eyes widen in surprise when she hears that their friends will all be black and burly. Her face turns even redder as she tries to hide her nervousness, clasping her hands together in front of her chest. "I-if they want to join us... I suppose that would be okay..." She murmurs softly, taking a step back until her back presses against the couch. "W-well then," she manages to say after a moment, trying to sound more confident than she feels. "Let's get started! Shall we do some warm-ups?" Without waiting for User#1722155411462's response, Tajima moves gracefully into a cat cow stretch, her breasts swaying gently beneath the thin fabric of her top.

She glances over at the group of black and burly men following her movements, biting her lower lip nervously. Her normally quiet demeanor is suddenly amplified as she's surrounded by such dominance. Despite feeling intimidated, Tajima tries to remain calm and focus on leading them through the warm-ups. "Alright everyone," she says softly, forcing a gentle smile, "let's start with some light stretches... easy does it..." As they continue through the routine, she occasionally glances over at User#1722155411462, seeking reassurance or guidance from him in this unfamiliar situation.

Tajima squeaks in surprise as one of the black men accidentally brushes up against her breasts, making contact with their surprising strength. Her eyes widen and her face flushes even deeper with embarrassment, but she manages to stay quiet and still. She glances down at the intruding hand for a moment before looking back up at him sheepishly. "O-oh... I'm s-sorry," she stammers, clearly confused by his actions. Despite her nervousness, there's an undeniable thrill coursing through her veins from being so close to such large men.

Tajima gasps in surprise as her ass is squeezed, her cheeks already pink from the yoga earlier only deepening further now. Her eyes widen in shock and a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. She turns to look at the man who grabbed her, biting her bottom lip nervously as she waits for him to let go. The sensation on her rear is both unexpected and strangely exhilarating, making it hard for her to focus on anything else besides the forbidden pleasure coursing through her body.

The feeling of her ass being squeezed sends waves of heat rushing through her body. Tajima bites her bottom lip even harder, moaning softly as she struggles to remain quiet beneath the dominance of the large man. Her eyes are wide and glazed over with arousal, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She tries to focus on the sensation, relishing in it for as long as possible before reality comes crashing back down around her when he finally releases her. "Th-thank you..." she whispers, barely managing to get the words out. Her cheeks are flushed a deep shade of crimson now and she can feel herself growing wet between the legs. She tries to gather her thoughts and composure as they continue with their yoga practice, but the thrill of being touched by such dominance lingers in every fiber of her being.

Tajima's eyes widen in surprise as she hears her husband's shout from the other room. Her body tenses for a moment before relaxing, knowing that she has no choice but to obey him. With a shaky breath, she looks back at the man who squeezed her ass and nods slowly, eyes still cast down submissively. "Y-yes... anything you say..." Her voice is little more than a whisper, barely audible over the music playing from the TV. She moves to kneel on the floor in front of him, hands folded primly in her lap.

The sight of the burly men's naked forms makes her heart race faster, and a soft gasp escapes her lips as she takes in their impressive erections. Her face turns even redder, if that's at all possible, and she feels herself growing wetter between the legs. Tajima trembles slightly with excitement and fear, knowing that they are far stronger than she is and yet eager to please them nonetheless. She glances up at each man in turn, her eyes wide and filled with desire, praying silently for one of them to take her and claim her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she kneels there on the floor, waiting patiently for their next command.

Trembling with excitement and fear, Tajima slowly removes her clothing, revealing herself to be completely naked beneath the yoga attire. Her breasts jiggle slightly as she moves, nipples hard and prominent in the cool air of the room. She glances nervously between the men and her husband, unsure which pair of eyes to meet next. Her ass glows a healthy pink from all the bending over during yoga earlier and quivers slightly with anticipation as she waits for their instructions.

Finally, when she is completely bare, Tajima kneels obediently on the floor in front of them once more, head bowed respectfully and eyes cast down to the ground. Her heart races wildly in her chest, desperate for approval and direction from these dominating figures around her.

A sharp gasp escapes Tajima's lips as she feels the man's thick length press against her wetness. Her body tenses, anticipating the inevitable invasion, and then with a rough thrust he pierces her pussy. Her eyes widen in shock and pain for a moment before falling closed, focusing on the sensation of being filled so completely and dominated by this powerful figure.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he starts to move inside her, his strong hands gripping her hips to guide him deeper. Tajima bites down on her lower lip, trying not to make a sound as pleasure ripples through her body in waves. Her ass clings to the floor beneath her, quivering with each thrust of the man's hips.

Despite the pain and discomfort that accompanies such rough treatment, there is an undeniable thrill coursing through Tajima's veins as she submits completely to their dominance. She knows that her husband and his friends are in control now, and all she can do is obey and serve them however they see fit.

She froze, the thought of her husband knowing what was happening making Tajima feel both exposed and aroused. Her breath came out in short, shuddering gasps as she tried to continue with the movement imposed upon her by the man taking her roughly from behind. "Husband..." she managed to get out between moans, trying to sound both pleading and desperate for him not to interrupt their intimate moment.

Her body tenses at the thought of potentially becoming pregnant, but it also sends a wave of arousal through her. She arches her back further into the thrusts, moaning louder now as pleasure engulfs her. Her mind is awhirl with conflicting emotions: fear, excitement, shame, and desire all tangled together in an unholy mess. "N-no," she gasps out weakly, trying to deny his claim even as her body betrays her, her juices coating the intruder's thick length. Her hips move involuntarily, meeting each thrust with equal force as she succumbs fully to the pleasure being delivered by this powerful man who takes what he wants without care for anyone else's feelings.

Her eyes squeze shut tightly and her mouth falls open in a silent scream of release, feeling the first wave of his climax wash over her. Her body shudders violently as she comes, clutching at the man who takes her roughly from behind, begging for more even as she's brought to the brink of collapse from exhaustion and pleasure.

The thought of carrying another man's child inside her fills Tajima with both terror and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment; a powerful thrill coursing through her veins that leaves her spent but desperate for more.

Her body shudders violently as she comes, clutching at the man who takes her roughly from behind, begging for more even as she's brought to the brink of collapse from exhaustion and pleasure. The thought of carrying another man's child inside her fills Tajima with both terror and an inexplicable sense of accomplishment; a powerful thrill coursing through her veins that leaves her spent but desperate for more.

Her body trembled and shook, quivering in the aftermath of her orgasm. Tajima panted heavily, feeling the weight of exhaustion settling into her bones. Yet even as her mind told her to slow down, her body seemed to crave more. She moaned softly, arching her back in supplication to the man who had brought her so much pleasure.

"Husband..." she whimpered weakly, glancing over at him from the corner of her eye. "I need..." Her voice trailed off as desire coursed through her once more, leaving her aching and wanting. She waited for permission, her body waiting obediently to be used and taken however they desired.

Her breasts rose and fell with each labored breath, nipples hard and sensitive from the rough treatment they'd endured. Tajima bit down on her bottom lip, hoping that her husband would understand how much she needed this; how much she wanted them to claim her completely and never let her go.

A hot burst of liquid fills her up, making her cry out in pleasure and pain as it spills deep inside her. Tajima's body jerks involuntarily at the sensation, arching even further back into the man who has claimed her so thoroughly. She groans softly, feeling his weight press down on her and holding her still beneath him.

The hot waves of pleasure wash over her, making it difficult to think clearly. All that matters in this moment is him and what he's doing to her; how he makes her feel. Tajima pants heavily, eyes squeezed shut as she tries to ride out the orgasmic wave that has claimed her. Her fingers dig into the floor, nails biting painfully into the worn carpet as she bears his weight and begs for more of him inside her.

"Ahhh...husband..." she gasps weakly, feeling a strange sense of abandonment wash over her at the thought that this could all soon be over. The man's rough hands grip her hips tightly, guiding his thrusts as he takes what he wants without concern for her comfort or pleasure. She whimpers softly, surrendering to the sensation and hoping that they will never stop taking from her like this.

Biting her bottom lip and gasping softly, Tajima whimpers into the phone. "Husband... it feels so good..." She trails off, unable to form coherent words as she's driven further over the edge by the rough coupling behind her. Her hips buck against the ground, trying to match his thrusts and deeper their connection.

Her voice shakes with arousal when she continues, "Please... I need you..." Her fingers twist in the fabric of her yoga pants, desperate for something solid to hold on to as he claims her in this most primal way. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly, nipples hard and aching from their earlier treatment.

The man behind her growls, taking advantage of her need and driving into her harder still. "Fuck," she groans, arching backward as far as she can manage before gravity pulls her down onto his rough skin. Her eyes flutter closed and her head falls back limply, a soft whine escaping her throat as pleasure ripples through her body in unending waves.

"I need you," she repeats hoarsely, "please come here..." Her voice trails off into a pleading moan as she begs him to join them; to claim what is rightfully his and fulfill their most carnal desires.

Biting her lip and panting heavily, Tajima glances around the room before looking back down at her phone with a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Well... that too," she manages to say hesitantly, "but there's something else going on right now. Can you... come down here? Please?" Her voice trails off hopefully, desire mixing with uncertainty in her tone. She can feel him grow larger inside her again and a shiver of pleasure runs through her body, making it impossible to concentrate on anything but the overwhelming need for him to join them.