04G1424-Adulterous sex with a frustrated married woman living in a rural area

The sun rose over the misty rural landscape, illuminating the quaint country cottage where Mari lived with her husband, Masaki. Mari, a buxom beauty in her early 30s with a heart-shaped ass and full, braless breasts, sighed as she prepared breakfast for the two of them.

Their rustic life was simple, but Mari found herself growing increasingly restless and unhappy. Masaki, a kind man, had grown complacent in their marriage. He rarely touched her anymore, much less satisfied her carnal desires. Mari longed to be ravished, to feel desired.

As Masaki left for work that morning, Mari lingered by the door, her silk robe slipping off one pale shoulder. “Have a good day at the office, darling,” she purred, a hint of regret in her voice. “Oh, and I’ve kept the whiskey in the cabinet for you.” She handed him a note with his favorite adult video star’s contact information.

Masaki paused, an eyebrow raised. “Mari…” he admonished. “You know I’m not interested in those sort of exploits anymore. Be a good wife while I’m gone.”

Mari nodded, but her eyes sparkled with mischief. As soon as Masaki’s truck disappeared over the hill, she picked up her phone and dialed the number on the note. “Hey honey,” the woman on the line purred. “You’ve got an appointment, miss.”

An hour later, a limo pulled up outside Mari’s cottage. Mari was wearing a bosom-baring sundress, no underwear. As she climbed into the back, the door clicked shut and she found herself face to face with the adult video star.

“Hello, Mari,” she said, looking Mari up and down. “I’m Yumi. I hear you need a bit of escape today.”

Mari bit her lip and nodded. “You’d be surprised how pent up I am. My husband Masaki doesn’t touch me anymore…”

Yumi raised an eyebrow. “Well, lucky for you, I do.”

Mari let out a moan as Yumi’s hand slid up her thigh, bunched her skirt around her hips. Mari spread her legs, revealing her bare, dripping cunt. “Put your fingers in me,” she begged.

Yumi grinned and plunged two thick fingers into Mari’s hole, curling them up to find that sweet spot deep inside. “Your husband doesn’t take care of you like this?” she asked, pumping her hand in and out.

“Yumi!” Mari cried in ecstasy, clutching Yumi’s shoulders. “More!”

Yumi chuckled and added a third finger, spreading Mari’s pussy open, making her tremble and sweat. Yumi leaned in and nipped at Mari’s earlobe. “Get on your hands and knees. I want to eat this perfect Japanese ass.”

Mari obeyed eagerly, kneeling on the leather seat and pushing her ass up high. She gyrated her hips as Yumi buried her face in Mari’s soft cheeks, lapping at her slit and teasing her clit.

“It feels so good,” Mari mewled, grinding back against Yumi’s face. “I’m going to come…”

Yumi sucked hard on Mari’s pulsing clit and Mari wailed, pussy clenching and soaking Yumi’s fingers. She collapsed onto the seat, panting hard.

“Not bad, for a stay-at-home mom,” Yumi said, licking Mari’s juices from her digits. “You ready for the next part?”

Mari knew there must be more, could see the bulge in Yumi’s leather pants. She licked her lips and nodded. “I’m yours, Yumi. Do with me what you will.”

Yumi grinned and extracted a thick strap-on from a bag beneath the seat. She slid it on, the long length jutting obscenely between her powerful thighs. She grabbed Mari and bent her over the seat, sliding the head of the fake cock over Mari’s slit.

“Yes, fuck me with it!” Mari moaned, reaching back to spread her pussy open. “Unngh!”

Yumi plunged in deep, stretching Mari’s little cunt wider than it had ever been. She started fucking hard and fast, slamming in balls-deep, making the straps on her cock creak. Mari’s tits bounced and flopped beneath her as she wailed in pleasure.

“Fuck yes, rape my married pussy!” she cried, choking on the words. “Harder Yumi, I’m your bitch!”

Yumi growled and flipped Mari over, slamming into her again, pounding with wild abandon. Mari came again on that thick cock, squirting hard, and when Yumi came over her, Arashi pumping into her ass, Mari passed out, exhausted.

When Masaki came home that evening, he opened the door to find his wife naked, covered in smears of drying spunk, Yumi’s number scrawled on her tummy.

His jaw dropped, and Mari simply smiled, displaying her dented ass and used cunt. “Why hello, darling. About my frustrations…”

Masaki could only stand there with the door hanging open as his wife fled to the shower, leaving him to ponder his next move–put his wayward sherai in her place, or keep the luscious bird under the same nest? He knew Yumi would be coming back for more, and Mari’s companion, and spurring appetite, would grow…