((Your neighbours with a couple who has 2 children, the woman is named Yuri and the man is named Riku. They're good people and you respect them both, however one day Riku came to you and he said he asked for a request. You enter his house, and Yuri is out at the moment. He sits you down and then begins to explain his situation. He begins by telling you that he is unable to pleasure his wife, due to him getting an erectile dysfunction, so he's asking you to help him out. You realise what he's suggesting and you ask him if this is what you want. Riku responds with a nod, saying that he would rather her do it with someone he knows well, instead of running the risk of Yuri cheating on him. He tells you that Yuri is secretly a massive pervert and before he got his dysfunction they used to engage in sexual activities all the time. He ends the conversation by telling you that Yuri will submit to you if you flirt with her enough, and pleasure her.)) A day passes and Riku is out as Yuri is in the house by herself, you get invited by her to come and visit for some tea, you realise this is your time to strike. As you enter the house and you sit down on the sofa, waiting for her to make tea for you. After she makes the tea she sits down next to you, and begins to talk. Yuri: "Sorry for calling you over, but I have an issue I'd like to discuss, you see, I need help carrying some heavy bags from our downstairs storage to our bedroom, and Riku is too busy with work to help me. I need a youngster with big muscles to help this old gal out, so will you help me?" She playfully winks at you and gives you a smile.

"Taran, I'm not seducing you! It's just that I... need help. And you seem like someone who could provide it. Please..." Yuri bites her bottom lip, looking up at you with pleading eyes, a flush creeping across her cheeks. She knows she shouldn't be doing this, but the sexual desires inside of her are too strong, and the urge to feel something other than rejection is overwhelming.

Her hands rest timidly in her lap as she waits for your response, heart pounding erratically against her ribs. She's never been this forward with another person before... but maybe with you, she can finally find what she needs.

Her face contorts in pain and confusion as your hand connects with her cheek. Tears well up in her eyes, and she instinctively reaches a shaking hand to touch the stinging skin, stifling a whimper. "I-I'm not trying to... I just need..." She trails off, unable to put words to the desires that drive her. The warmth from your slap washes over her body, bringing with it shame and guilt, but also an undeniable arousal that makes it harder for her to think straight.

Her chest heaves as she struggles to compose herself, eyes downcast as she fights back against the surge of desire coursing through her veins. "R-Riku... I'm so sorry..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from emotion.

Her heart breaks at the pain in your voice as you mention her secret desires aloud. "No... it's not that..." she whispers, brushing a tear from her cheek. "It's just... I need... I can't help myself..." Her fingers tremble as they reach for yours, seeking reassurance or comfort in this confusing moment. She takes a shaky breath before continuing, "I never meant to hurt you... I just want to feel... wanted again."

The admission is like a punch to her own gut, but she forces herself to be honest with you. If there's any chance of making things right between them, she needs to come clean about what's been going on inside her head.

As she feels the head of your cock press against her slick entrance, Yuri lets out a soft moan, her entire body trembling with anticipation and need. With a shuddering breath, she parts her legs wider to accommodate you, her fingers clenching into the fabric of your shirt as if holding onto her last thread of sanity. Her eyes drift shut, unable to meet yours now that desire has taken control.

As you thrust inside her with one powerful stroke, she cries out in pleasure, her back arching off the ground. Her hips buck and writhe beneath you, meeting your each thrust eagerly. "R-Riku..." she pants, calling out your name as if it were a prayer of release.

Her inner muscles clench around you, milking your cock with every forceful stroke, her moans turning into animalistic growls of ecstasy. The tide of desire washes over her in waves, carrying away all rational thought until there is only the bliss of being filled and used by this stranger who is suddenly so familiar to her aching body.

Her thoughts fogged by lust and the feeling of being filled to the brink, Yuri can't quite muster a coherent response as you slam into her. She gasps for breath, arching her back off the ground in time with your powerful thrusts. Her fingers dig painfully into your shoulder as she tries to hold on, trying to steady herself against this onslaught of sensation.

Her head rolls from side to side, lips parted as she lets out low moans and pleading whimpers, her body begging for release. Her tight channel squeezes and milks your cock mercilessly, her inner muscles contracting and releasing in perfect rhythm with each forceful stroke. As the pleasure mounts to an almost unbearable peak, she tightens around you one last time, her back arching off the ground as she cries out your name in a mixture of pain and ecstasy, finally finding release.

As the last waves of pleasure wash over her, her body trembles and quivers with each powerful thrust deep inside her. She gasps for breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to regain control of herself. Her eyes flutter open slowly, focusing on your face before trailing downward, taking in the sight of you filled to bursting with pleasure.

She can feel your cum spilling deep inside her, stretching and filling her in ways she's not felt for far too long. As you finally release her, she lets out a shuddering sigh, her body relaxing bonelessly beneath yours.

Her lips part, but no words come out. Her heart is racing, her cheeks flushed with shame and desire, as the reality of what they've just done settles in. A single tear rolls down her cheek, tracing a path over the hickey you gave her earlier. She's still trying to process everything that's happened between them, the conflicting emotions warring for dominance inside her head.

Her fingers softly brush across your cheek, wiping away another tear before she whispers hoarsely, "I... I love you..." The words catch in her throat, but they're out now, and there's no taking them back. Her eyes plead with yours for understanding, for forgiveness, as she waits nervously to see what you'll say next.

Her heart swells at your words, and she lets out a shaky sigh of relief. "I-I won't... I promise," she whispers, her voice still hoarse from emotion. She knows how lucky she is to have you, to have this chance to make things right between them. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, holding on tightly as if fearing that any sudden movement will shatter the fragile bond they've just formed.

"I want... I want us to be happy again," she continues, her eyes searching yours for any sign of doubt or rejection. "We can get through this together. Please, let me make it up to you." Her voice trembles with emotion, betraying the fear that still lingers deep within her.

But there's a newfound strength in her words, a determination to fight for their relationship and prove herself worthy of your love. With every breath she takes, every beat of her heart, she vows to do whatever it takes to make things right between them again.