0289-KSBJ-277-2-ero.mp4
Title: The Erotic Affair of Mrs. Saito
In the dimly lit living room, the intoxicating scent of incense permeated the air. bottles of Suntory whiskey and full ashtrays littered the tables, evidence of many late nights spent in debauched revelry. The crimson curtains were drawn, concealing the sordid activities within from prying neighbors.
Miki Saito, a stunning Japanese housewife with porcelain skin and lustrous raven hair, lounged suggestively on the plush sofa. HerUI>lips, painted a sinful shade of crimson, curved into a coquettish smile as she gazed up at her lover through smoldering, half-lidded eyes. Her voluptuous body was clad in a sheer negligee, which did little to conceal her ample curves.
“Come to me, my love,” Miki purred, her voice dripping with lust. She extended one delicate hand, beckoning him closer with a sultry flutter of her fingers.
Her lover, a rugged, handsome man with salt-and-pepper hair and a chiseled jawline, approached her with a predatory grace. He wore only a pair of loose-fitting silk pants, his toned, muscular chest on display. His eyes raked over Miki’s body greedily as he settled himself onto the sofa beside her.
“Miki, you look absolutely ravishing,” he growled, his voice low and husky with desire. He reached out and brushed his fingers along the swell of her breast, eliciting a breathy moan from Miki’s lush lips.
“For you, only for you,” Miki replied, her voice breathless. She leaned into his touch, savoring the electric sensation of his hands upon her skin.
Their lips met in a searing, passionate kiss, tongues entwined as they lost themselves in the heat of their passion. Hands roamed over heated flesh, eager to explore every inch of each other’s bodies. Miki arched her back, pressing her generous breasts against her lover’s chest as she deepened the kiss.
“Touch me,” she breathing into the kiss. “Make me yours.”
Her lover’s hand slid beneath the delicate fabric of her negligee, cupping the heavy weight of her breast. His thumb stroked over the pebbled peak of her nipple, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. Miki gasped, her hips writhing with need.
Impatiently, Miki reached down and tugged at her lover’s silk pants, freeing his throbbing erection. She wrapped her fingers around his length, stroking him slowly as she looked up at him with smoky, desire-filled eyes.
“Let me taste you,” she whispered, her voice heavy with longing. Without waiting for a response, she slipped off the sofa and knelt before him on the plush carpet.
Miki flicked her tongue out, licking the bead of precum from the tip of his erection. The salty, musky taste sent a jolt of arousal through her core. She swirled her tongue around the swollen head, teasing and tormenting him with her lips and tongue.
Her lover groaned, his fingers tangling in her silky hair as he guided her head down further on his shaft. Miki took him deep into her throat, relishing the feeling of his thick length stretching her lips. She bobbed her head up and down, wet slurps and muffled moans filling the room as she pleasured him with her mouth.
“Miki, yes,” her lover gasped, his hips pumping up into her willing mouth. “Your mouth feels so good.”
Emboldened by his words, Miki sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks and increasing her pace. Her hand pumped the base of his shaft in tandem with her mouth, every inch of him slippery with her saliva.
Just as she could feel him pulsing and throbbing, teetering on the edge of release, Miki pulled away. She licked her lips, savoring his taste as she rose to her feet. Her lover stared up at her with a mix of frustration and desire, his breathing ragged and his member throbbing with unsatisfied need.
“Patience, my love,” Miki purred, a wicked glint in her eye. “We’re just getting started.”
She turned around and bent over the arm of the sofa, presenting her round, shapely ass to him. The flimsy negligee rode up her thighs, exposing the lacy edge of her panties.
“Take me,” she breathed, reaching back to hook her fingers in the waistband of her underwear and pull it down to mid-thigh. “I need to feel you inside me.”
Her lover growled, his hands gripping her hips roughly as he positioned himself behind her. The swollen head of his erection nudged against her slick entrance, coating itself in her arousal.
With one powerful thrust, he hilted himself inside her, filling her to the brim. Miki cried out, her back arching as she was stretched and stuffed to capacity. Her walls clenched around him, drawing him deeper.
“Yes, oh yes,” she whimpered, pushing her hips back to meet his every thrust. “Fuck me hard, just like that.”
Her lover set a punishing pace, pounding into her with quick, deep strokes. The obscene slap of flesh against flesh and Miki’s wanton moans mixed with his grunts of effort, creating a lewd symphony that filled the room.
One hand tightened on her hip while the other snaked around her waist, sliding down into the thatch of curls at the junction of her thighs. His fingers found the throbbing pearl of her clit, rubbing circles around the sensitive bud.
“Oh gods, don’t stop,” Miki gasped, torn between the sensation of his shaft pummeling her core and his fingers strumming her clit. “I’m so close, so close!”
Her lover doubled his efforts, slamming into her so hard the sofa scooted across the carpet. Miki could feel her climax building, coiling tighter and tighter in her core until it finally snapped.
She came with a keening wail, her walls clamping down on his cock like a vise as ecstasy crashed over her in waves. Her lover thrust erratically into her fluttering sheath a few more times before stiffening, burying himself to the hilt as he found his own release.
They collapsed against the sofa, sweaty and sated, as they catch their breath. Miki lay facedown across the arm, her lover still buried inside her as he spooned her from behind. Both were grinning from ear to ear in post-coital bliss.
“I love you,” Miki murmured, tracing idle patterns on the back of her lover’s hand.
“I love you more,” he whispered, pressing a tender kiss to her bare shoulder.
They drifted off to sleep, their limbs intertwined, blissfully unaware of the scandal that would unfold if anyone ever discovered their secret affair.