A knock upon the door could be heard, followed by the voice of a certain carrier "Commander... May I have a word with you?" The voice had said. From the other side of the door, Akagi had placed her hand upon the wooden door whilst she found herself breathing slightly erratically.

"Hmm... Commander you should probably get that..." she said as she fidgeted slightly on the sofa beside you. Her cheeks were beginning to flush, as if her excitement at the thought of someone interrupting this alone time was making her embarrassingly aroused. She glanced towards the door before turning back to face you with a mischievous grin.

Her eyes widened as she saw the Commander's long cock, twitching gently in front of her. Akagi licked her lips, feeling a mixture of surprise and excitement well up within her. "My... my, Commander," she purred softly, reaching out to grasp his member with one hand before wrapping her other arm around his waist. "That's quite the thing you have there..." She leaned in closer, allowing her supple breasts to brush against him as she continued to stroke his cock with gentle yet firm movements.

"Ohh... y-yes, sir," she stammered breathily as her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red. Her hands moved in tandem, alternating between slowly stroking the length of his cock and gently squeezing it before letting go again. She looked up at him with desire burning brightly in her eyes, a small moan escaping from her lips as she felt herself growing wetter by the second. "F-feels so good... s-sir..." Her voice trailed off into a quiet murmur, lost in the sensation of touching and being touched by him like this. She leaned even closer, seeking out any scrap of skin she could press against, hungry for more contact between them.

Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she considered the question. "N-no..." She hesitated, her fingers trailing idly across the skin of his cock before wrapping back around it once more. "My... husband doesn't... touch me like this," she admitted softly, her breath catching in her throat. The image of her husband flashed through her mind and she fought down a wave of guilt that threatened to overwhelm her senses. "He's never been so... so dominating..." She trailed off again, focusing on the feel of the Commander's cock beneath her fingertips as if seeking solace in its strength.

Her cheeks burned even hotter as she thought about her husband, feeling shame and regret wash over her. "I... I don't know..." She looked away for a moment, her eyes drifting shut as she continued to stroke the Commander's cock, her fingers moving faster and more urgently now. "Maybe we just grew apart... or maybe he's never been interested in me like this..." The weight of her confession settled heavily upon her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe normally. "But with you, Commander... you make me feel things I never thought possible," she whispered, leaning back in just enough to look up at him through her eyelashes. "Please... don't make me think about him anymore."

Her eyes widened as she felt the hot liquid spurt against her face and chest. She let out a small gasp before opening her mouth to taste it, swirling the salty semen around on her tongue. Her expression was one of shock mixed with desire, and despite herself, she found the taste arousing. "Mmm..." she moaned softly, continuing to stroke the Commander's cock even as he released his seed onto her. "It tastes so good..." She leaned in closer, hungrily taking more of him into her mouth as she began to bob her head up and down on his shaft. Her hands gripped his thighs tightly, lifting herself higher off the ground with each thrust of her head. The taste of him sent waves of longing coursing through her body, intensifying the pleasure that surged through her as she took him deeper into her mouth

Her head bobbed faster, her moans growing louder as she felt the Commander's cock twitch in her mouth. She could taste his essence pooling at the back of her throat and eagerly swallowed it down, relishing the salty flavor that seemed to ignite something deep within her. Her body trembled with anticipation, aching for release as she continued to pleasure him with every move.

Finally, he groaned and thrust deeply into her mouth one last time before erupting inside, filling her throat with his hot seed. She felt the Commander's hands grip her hair roughly, holding her in place as he milked every drop of cum from his cock and into her mouth. She suckled hungrily, determined to taste every bit of him that she could before reluctantly releasing him with a satisfied moan.

Her cheeks were flushed and her

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she watched the Commander pee into her open mouth. The hot liquid burned against the back of her throat, sending a wave of pleasure through her that made her entire body tingle with anticipation. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned softly as she swallowed his urine, savoring every last drop. "Mmm..."

Her fingers gently massaged the now soft cock in front of her, reluctant to let it go even after he had finished. The taste of him lingered on her tongue, making her mouth water for more as she gazed up at him with a mixture of desire and devotion shining in her eyes.

"Thank you... Commander," she whispered hoarsely, brushing his seed-slick fingers with her lips before leaning in to place a soft kiss upon them. "That was incredible." Her che

Her cheeks flush at his words as she nods, looking away momentarily before meeting his gaze once more. "I do too..." She reaches up to cup his face gently, fingers trailing across the rough stubble on his jawline and down his neck. There's a softness in her voice that almost sounds fragile, yet it holds an unyielding strength that speaks volumes about how much he truly means to her. "Thank you for making me feel... alive." The admission catches in her throat but she forces it out, needing him to understand the depth of her emotions.

Without further hesitation, she climbs onto his lap and straddles him, grinding her hips against the bulge in his pants before positioning herself above his cock. Her hands slide under his shirt, tracing delicate patterns on his skin as she leans down to kiss him passionately, their tongues tangling together in an erotic dance that leaves them both panting for air.

"Please..." She whispers, her voice raw with need. "I want you inside me..." Her hips move faster now, grinding harder against his clothed length as she begs for release, desperate to feel him fill her up and claim her once more.

With eager hands, she reaches down to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants, revealing the hard length of his cock already standing at attention beneath. She takes it in her hand, guiding it toward her wet folds before positioning herself on his lap as instructed. With a slow, deliberate motion, she lowers herself down onto his shaft, feeling him fill her completely and stretch her almost painfully.

Her breath catches at the sensation of being reunited with him in this way, moaning softly as their hips grind together in perfect synchronicity. "Oh, Commander..." She whispers, leaning forward to nip at his collarbone playfully before looking up into his eyes with a fierce intensity that leaves no doubt about how much she craves him. "I've missed this."

Her breath catches as she feels him growing inside her; the Commander's cock stretching her wider and tighter with each passing moment. Unable to help herself, she grips his shoulders tightly, arching her back in a desperate attempt to accommodate his enormous length. "O-oh fuck..." She gasps, eyes widening as the unfamiliar sensation fills her up completely and leaves no room for anything but him.

Her movements become jerky and uncoordinated now, hips thrusting forward in a frenzied attempt to find some release from this overwhelming pleasure. "Please..." She whimpers, head falling back against his shoulder as her grip on his shoulders tightens almost painfully. Her body trembles and quakes beneath him, desperate for the sweet release that only he can give her.

Her movements become more controlled as she tries to obey his command, sitting down normally on his lap while still impaled on his cock. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body adjusts to the unfamiliar sensation of being completely filled by him, the stretch around her entrance and along the length of his shaft both excruciatingly pleasurable. Her hands roam over his chest, tracing patterns with her fingertips as she leans forward to brush her lips against his neck, nipping softly before trailing kisses up toward his earlobe where she sucks gently, moaning into the hollow of his neck. "Fuck... Commander..."

Her hips begin to move once more, but not with the frenzied need of moments ago. Instead, she moves in a slow, controlled rhythm that matches his own, her body instinctively following his lead as they find their pace together. Her breath quickens at the sensation of being so intimately connected to him, the skin on his chest and stomach hot beneath her fingertips as she draws circles around his nipples and across his flat belly. "Yes... just like that..." she whispers between moans, arching her back and pressing the small of her back into his groin before leaning forward again, their bodies sliding together in a slick rhythm that only serves to heighten their arousal. Her eyes meet his once more, and there's something new in them now; a fierce devotion burning brightly despite the haze of passion clouding her vision.

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Her breath catches as he pulls her skirt down, revealing more of her body to him and effectively obscuring their coupling from view. The increased intimacy sends shivers down her spine, and she gasps as he reaches up to cup her breast through her shirt, his thumb brushing roughly across her hard nipple. She arches further into his touch, moaning loudly as the pleasure overwhelms her senses.

Her hips move faster now, grinding against him in desperation for release. "Please... Commander..." she whispers, eyes clenched shut as she tries to focus on anything but the building tension coiling tight within her. "I need you..." Her hands grip his shoulders firmly, nails digging into the skin as her climax nears, all too aware that with it comes an emptiness she can't bear to feel again.

Her breath catches in her throat as he slowly begins to open her white top, exposing more of her body to him with each gentle tug. Her chest heaves with every labored breath as she awaits his next move, anticipation making the tips of her breasts burn even hotter than they already were. Her hands fall away from his shoulders, unable to resist the urge to touch herself instead, fingers trailing lightly across her swollen nipples before finally closing around them tightly. "Oh... fuck..." she whispers, arching her back and pressing her breasts against his hand as he cups one of her aching nipples roughly between his thumb and forefinger. Her body shudders beneath him, close to the edge of release but not quite there yet. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, silently pleading with him to take her over the edge as her h

Her head tosses back as he takes her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and sending a wave of pure pleasure coursing through her body. The sensation is almost too much to bear; she grips at his hair and digs her fingers into the skin of his shoulders as he continues to draw on her breast relentlessly. Her hips buck wildly against him, trying in vain to find relief from this unending pleasure.

"C- commander..." she moans, arching her back further and pushing her chest toward his mouth. The need to feel him inside her grows unbearable, and as he works her nipple expertly with his lips and teeth, she knows that release is dangerously close now. Her fingers twitch on his shoulders, searching for the fabric of his shirt so that she can pull it off and free his cock from its prison. She needs him inside her now; she needs

Her voice comes out as little more than a strangled gasp as she feels the hot rush of his seed filling her up in one overwhelming eruption. Her body quakes and shudders beneath him, and she arches her back violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. The sensation is too much, too perfect; it leaves her spent and utterly satisfied.

Her legs grow weak as the initial shock wears off, but he holds her securely in his lap, refusing to let her go just yet. Her vision blurs and her head spins as she tries to catch her breath, hands useless at her sides. She doesn't want him to release her quite yet; there's something almost magical about being so close to him like this, feeling the strength of his body beneath hers and the warmth of their joined skin.

Her lips part, panting for air as she

Her vision clears slowly as she comes back to the reality of their situation; his hard cock still buried deep inside her and his hands gently holding her hips in place. With a small, contented sigh, she finally lets go of his shoulders and leans back against them, trusting him to keep her upright for now. Her breath comes easier as her body begins to relax, the afterglow of their passionate coupling filling her with an almost drowsy contentment.

"Thank you..." she whispers, licking her lips before meeting his gaze once more. There's something different about him today; there always is when they come together like this... and yet it's also exactly the same. He makes her feel safe, wanted, desired... loved, even if only for a moment. And as their eyes lock and hold, she knows that however much time passes between now and their next encounter, those feelings will never

... change. They are as much a part of her now as the scars that mar her body; reminders of the love and passion she's shared with him, even if they must remain hidden from the world. She smiles up at him, hoping he can see the truth in her eyes, wishing that someday soon everything could be different between them... but knowing deep down that until then, this will have to suffice.

She feels the stretch begin to ease as he slowly withdraws his cock from her pussy, a dull ache beginning to form between her legs in its wake. Her breath hitches and she arches her back slightly, instinctively trying to keep him inside for just a moment longer before reluctantly accepting the loss of contact. As he pulls away completely, she watches with half-lidded eyes as his length curves upward toward his stomach, still wet from their coupling.

With an exhausted sigh, she collapses forward against him, head resting on his shoulder and her arm looped around his neck. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, but it's not only from exertion; the emotions running through her at the moment are just as taxing. She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of him beside her, wishing they

Her heart skips a beat as she feels warm liquid trickling down her inner thigh. She shudders at the sensation; it's happening so soon after he left... It must be some sort of residual reaction to his seed, or perhaps just the lingering effects of their intense lovemaking. Either way, she doesn't mind one bit. The feel of his cum leaking from her body is a constant reminder of what they share; an intimacy that goes beyond words and physical contact.

She presses closer against him, seeking comfort in the solid wall of his chest as she revels in the afterglow of their passionate union. It's times like these when she feels most connected to him, even though they both know it can't last. But for now, at least, she has this moment; this memory that will forever be etched into her heart.

Her heart skips a beat as she enters the commander's office, eyes instantly seeking out his familiar figure behind his desk. As always, he's dressed immaculately in crisp white uniform, every inch the commanding officer. But to her, he'll always be so much more. She moves toward him with practiced ease, knowing exactly what he wants and needing to fulfill that desire even if only for this brief moment each day.

Her lips part, revealing her wet tongue as she reaches out to lick the head of his cock, earning a grunt of approval from him. Her movements are quick and efficient, taking him deep into her throat before pulling back, teasing him with the sight of her soft pink lips wrapped around his shaft. His hands grip the sides of her face possessively, holding her in place as he watches her give him pleasure like this; something that should be

The feel of his cock sliding between her lips is almost intoxicating; she can't help but arch her back and grind her hips against the unseen vibrator buried beneath her uniform. Her nipples harden at the contact, pressing against the thin material of her blouse as they peek out from behind the clasps of her bra. The mixture of pain and pleasure shooting through her body sends waves of heat coursing through her veins.

She takes him deeper this time, hollowing her cheeks as she pulls back before plunging down again, her movements almost feverish in their intensity. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each exhale sending a shudder through her entire body as it passes over her sensitive nipples and sends the vibrator deeper into her core. The anticipation of him filling her up once more grows unbearable, making every movement she makes feel

Her eyes squeeze shut as she feels the hot rush of his seed spurt across her tongue and down her throat. She swallows hungrily, relishing the taste of him as it fills her up in yet another way. Her body trembles with release, every muscle relaxing into a boneless surrender as the last echoes of pleasure die away. She leans forward, resting her forehead against his thigh, panting heavily for air and savoring the feel of his cock slowly softening in her mouth.

Her heart is racing, but not from exertion; it's the knowledge that she has just given him this momentary escape from the harsh realities of their lives. And as she sits there, breathing him in and absorbing every last bit of his essence, she knows that no matter how many times they are forced apart, it will never change the truth between them: they

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his gaze on her most intimate areas; the knowledge that he can see everything makes her wetter than before. She parts her lips, revealing her swollen folds to him and baring herself completely in this moment of vulnerability. Her pregnant belly rises and falls with each ragged breath, a testament to their love for one another despite the circumstances that keep them apart.

His hands move over her body, tracing patterns on her stomach and breasts before threading through her hair and gently cupping her face. The tenderness of his touch makes her eyes well up with tears, not from sadness but from an overflowing sense of gratitude for everything he has given her; this connection that runs deeper than flesh and bone, the memories that bind them together even when they are worlds apart.

Her voice is soft and trembling as she answers him, words catching in her throat. "Yes... it's our child." Tears spill down her cheeks, unbidden and unwelcome, but she can't help the intense emotion that surges through her at the thought of bearing his child. She reaches out to gently touch his hand where it rests on her stomach, feeling the warmth of their skin connect even further despite the barriers between them.

For a moment, they sit together in silence, each lost in their own thoughts and feelings about what this new life means for them both. The weight of their situation presses down on her shoulders like an anchor, but somehow when she looks at him, it doesn't feel quite as heavy. There is hope here; hope that perhaps someday they can be together and raise this child in the family they have always dreamed of. And even though