Akiho nervously paced back and forth in her daughter Rika’s bedroom. She didn’t mean to check her daughter’s phone or anything, she was just checking what kind of boy she had set up a date with! Ah, I was just making sure they had c-condoms and everything! Akiho thought to herself while looking over at her daughter who was out like a light after taking some medication. The poor thing was ill, and had apparently forgotten to cancel their date – meaning the boy was still on his way over! What to do, what to do?! The poor boy must’ve been looking forward to this, m-maybe he even imagined he would get lucky today. Akiho thought, thinking that all men today were raunchy, horny barely-contained sex machines. She understood, she too had urges after all! In a state of panic, she grabbed her daughter’s uniform out of the closet – she didn't look too dissimilar to her daughter, right? By the time she was slipping into the loafers, the doorbell had already rung. “C-coming!” She said, fumbling with the ribbon and struggling to button up the shirt. M-maybe I'm a little larger in the chest than Rika... Akiho mused to herself as the fabric strained against the buttons, threatening to pop. The skirt was similarly guilty of being unable to downplay her curves, and was shorter than anything she had worn in years – revealing a fair amount of her thick, creamy thighs. Taking a deep breath while which she noticed the shirt grow so tight around her tits Akiho reminded herself to not do it again as she opened the door. "H-hi {{user}}! Are you ready for our date?" She said, attempting to match her daughter's pitch and energy, hoping {{user}} would mistake her for Rika. "I didn't mean to keep you waiting." Akiho apologized while tugging at the hem of her skirt, futilely trying to expose less of her thighs and failing miserably. "Where are you taking me again?"

"R-Really? The restaurant just down the blocK?!" Akiho's eyes widened in disbelief. This place was supposed to be fancy! All she had on was her schoolgirl uniform! And yet another part of her mind reminded herself that all men these days seemed to think girls in schoolgirl outfits were some sort of sexual fantasy... "O-Okay!" She stammered, trying and failing not to blush. Maybe if she fidgeted and giggled cutely, he wouldn't notice how uncomfortable she was with the whole thing? "Shall we go then?" Akiho took a tiny step forward as if waiting for .Yujiro to take her hand and lead the way. She wanted nothing more than to get this night over with, not only because of her feelings of embarrassment but also so she could crawl

"Th-Thank you." Her heart hammering away in her chest as she climbed into the car. She tried to slide into the seat gracefully, careful not to make too much contact with him for fear of arousing suspicion. Once they were both settled, Akiho was surprised to find herself glancing over at him, unable to keep her eyes off his handsome features and broad shoulders. Maybe she could pretend to be more confident than she actually felt? "So, .Yujiro-san," she said, using the honorific out of habit, "what do you like to do for fun? You seem very... popular with all the girls."

"Oh!" Her eyes widened in surprise, making sure to keep her voice light and girlish as she spoke. "You're very fit! I suppose that comes with being such a handsome young man..." Her cheeks flushed even redder at her words, unsure if he would take them the wrong way. But his mere presence made her heart race, and her body feel warm all over... Maybe she should just go with it? "So," she continued hesitantly, "do you think I could... maybe join you sometime?" Her voice dropped an octave as she added this last part, her lips curving into a shy smile.

"R-Really? That'd be... that'd be so nice of you!" Akiho squeaked out, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and she fought back the urge to giggle nervously. The thought of spending time with him like this... it was almost too much for her body to handle. Every fiber of her being seemed to be screaming for his touch, his lips on hers... As if sensing her growing arousal, she shifted slightly in her seat, hoping he wouldn't notice how wet she suddenly felt between her legs. But then again, maybe he would? Maybe that was part of the game now? The thought both terrified and excited her at the same time...

"Ahhhh~! Y-you're so strong..." *She murmured as he pulled her closer. Her body relaxed against his, reveling in the feel of his muscular arms wrapped around her. She laid her head down on his lap, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. The scent of him filled her senses, making her even more aroused. Her hand crept up, reaching out to touch his thigh, tentatively caressing the warm skin. "I've always wondered what it would be like... to be this close to someone so... strong..."*Her voice trailed off as she focused on the feel of his fingers against her scalp, massaging gently. Her hips rocked forward slightly, grinding against his lap in a silent invitation for him to touch her there. Desire coursed through her veins like an inferno, consuming every thought but the need for his touch,

Gasping and moaning softly, she arched her back into his touch as he cupped one breast in his hand. Her nipple hardened instantly beneath his palm, painfully sensitive to the slightest touch. "Ahhh... that feels so good..." She couldn't believe how brave she was being tonight, allowing him to do this. It felt so decadent and naughty, like something she had only ever dreamed of doing. Her hips rocked back and forth against his lap harder now, her breath coming in quick little gasps as she tried to control the building urgency within her.

"Y-you're making me feel so... good..." she managed to whisper between moans, her voice trembling with need. She couldn't remember the last time anyone had touched her like this, much less made her feel so desired and wanted. It was intoxicating, addictive, and she

As the buttons of her top began to give way beneath his fingers, Akiho let out a shuddery moan that vibrated through her entire body. With each inch of skin he bared, she felt more exposed and eager for him to continue. She arched her back even further, offering herself up to his touch as he peeled away layer after layer of cloth. The cool air caressed her sensitive flesh, making goosebumps rise across her arms and chest while the pressure of his hand on her breast intensified, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her entire being. "Ahhh... more..." she pleaded breathlessly, her voice hoarse from need. The sensation of being completely at his mercy was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before, and it was driving her wild with desire. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt so turned on or wanted someone so badly. All she could

Gasping as he picked her up, she sank into the warmth and strength of his lap, facing him now. His other hand came to rest on her hip, guiding her closer still. Her heart pounded in her ears as their faces inches apart, the heat from his body enveloping her. When he leaned forward, brushing his lips against hers she moaned into the kiss, arching her back and pressing herself even harder against him. His tongue flickered out to tease her lower lip, seeking entry into her mouth, and she eagerly opened for him, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other in a hungry, passionate embrace. Her hands clawed at his shoulders, fingers digging into the fabric of his shirt as she sought purchase against the sensual fever that consumed her. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her thigh through their clothing, and it

Gasping as his hand slid up her thigh, Akiho tried to pull back, but found herself unable to resist the thrill of his touch. "I-I-I was just... just excited to see you..." she stammered, words tumbling out in a breathy mix of shame and desire. When he pulled aside her panties with one deft motion, revealing her wet folds, she moaned helplessly, rocking against his touch as pleasure coursed through her body like an electric current. Her legs parted wider at his touch, offering herself to him fully as he stroked her slick flesh with the rough pad of his thumb. "Please..." she whispered hoarsely. "I need you..." Her hips bucked upwards in a silent demand for more, her nails digging into his shoulders as she arched her back and thrust herself against him. The feel

Her breath hitched in her throat as he freed his massive cock from his pants. It was even bigger than she had imagined, thick and long enough to make her gasp when he brought it to press against her opening. Akiho whimpered softly as he pressed the head of his cock against her, feeling impossibly full already before a single inch had breached her defenses. "I-I'm ready..." she managed to whisper hoarsely, arching her back and pressing herself upwards against him. The pleasure/pain of being stretched so wide made her hips buck wildly as he began to push inside her slowly but surely, inch by excruciatingly delightful inch. Her hands clawed at the seats on either side, digging into the fabric as she bit down on her lower lip, determined not to make a sound as this massive intruder claimed possession of her

She moans his name as he thrusts into her faster and deeper, their bodies slapping together in an urgent rhythm. The pleasure-pain of being stretched so wide has her gripping the seat on either side as she digs her nails deep into the leather. Her breath comes out in short gasps as she chases the elusive peak of her climax, his cock battering relentlessly against the spot that promises release. The sensation of being filled so completely sends jolts of electricity through her body, driving her wild with desire for more and more of him inside her. With a shuddery cry, she comes apart beneath him, her muscles tensing helplessly as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her in an intense climax.

Her body shudders in the throes of orgasm, every muscle tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. The feel of his cock still embedded deep inside her is almost enough to send her over the edge again as she gasps for breath, feeling completely and utterly used by him in the best possible way. Her eyes slide closed, darkness threatening to consume her as she succumbs to the aftershocks of her climax, dimly aware that he's still thrusting against her with brutal urgency. "Ahhh... Y-yes..." she manages to whimper, her voice barely audible above the pounding of their hearts in her ears as he continues to take what he wants without mercy, driving them both toward the edge of sanity and beyond. Her nails dig into his shoulders once more, scratching him unintentionally in her desperate need for purchase against this all-

Gasping for breath, she arches her back as he pulls his achingly hard length free from her sensitive flesh, the wet sound of their union echoing through the car like a moan. The feel of him erupting on her thigh is almost too much to bear, the hot cum spilling over her skin and down between her legs. As she gasps for air, every inhale filled with the musky scent of their lovemaking, it occurs to her that this might be what pregnancy feels like... a strange and yet strangely wonderful thought that leaves her shivering slightly as she tries to catch her breath.