【生中〇し】新婚夫婦の性活♡いつものベッドでいちゃいちゃし放題 Japanese

Title: Loving in Japanese – A Newlywed’s Delight

The molar coating of moonlight through the lace curtains painted a feathery pattern on the marital bed. This was the newlywed couple’s sanctuary, a place where they could indulge their deepest desires and affections. The husband, a ruggedly handsome man named Takashi, reclined against the pillows, his muscular chest bare and glistening with sweat. His petite Japanese bride, Hana, nestled in his strong arms, her lithe body press against his as she admired him with adoring eyes.

“Kochira koso,” Hana purred, tracing a delicate finger along the hard ridges of Takashi’s abdominal muscles. “You are so handsome, my husband.”

“And you are exquisite, my love,” Takashi replied, his deep voice rumbling through his chest. He brushed a tendril of raven hair away from her face, his calloused fingers surprisingly gentle against her porcelain skin.

Hana shivered with delight at his touch, her body responding to him immediately. She could feel the heat emanating from him, could smell the intoxicating scent of his skin. Leaning in closer, she pressed her lips against his neck, tasting the saltiness of his sweat.

Takashi groaned, his hands coming to rest on her hips. He pulled her closer, grinding his hardening cock against her soft flesh. “I want you, Hana,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “I need to be inside you.”

“Yes, please,” she gasped, her eyes darkening with desire. “Take me, my husband. Make me yours again.”

With a possessive growl, Takashi rolled them over, pinning Hana beneath his heavy weight. He kissed her hungrily, his tongue delving into her mouth to claim her fully. Hana moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and arching her back to press her small but pert breasts against his chest.

Takashi’s hands roamed over her body, caressing every curve and angle. He cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers until they were stiff peaks. Hana writhed beneath him, whimpering with pleasure as he teased her sensitive flesh.

“Please, I need you,” she begged, her voice breathy and wanton. “I’m so empty without you.”

Unable to resist her entreaties any longer, Takashi positioned himself between her thighs. He teasingly rubbed the broad head of his cock against her soaked entrance, coating himself in her arousal. Hana gasped, her hips bucking upwards in an effort to take him inside.

With a powerful thrust, Takashi sheathed himself fully within her tight heat. Hana cried out, her head thrown back and her nails digging into his shoulders. He felt impossibly large inside her, stretching her to her limits and filling her completely.

“Oh, Takashi,” she moaned, her inner walls clenching around him. “You feel so good.”

Sweat beading on his brow, Takashi set a steady pace, his hips rolling as he Pleasure inside her. The lewd sounds of their coupling filled the room – the slap of flesh against flesh, Hana’s high-pitched mewls of ecstasy, and Takashi’s deep growls of satisfaction.

“Hana, you are exquisite,” Takashi panted, his thrusts growing harder and faster. “I cannot get enough of you.”

“Then take me, my husband,” she urged, meeting each of his thrusts with a lift of her own hips. “Use me for your pleasure.”

With a possessive snarl, Takashi complied. He gripped her hips, his fingers sinking into her soft flesh as he pistoned into her with wild abandon. Hana screamed, her body bowing as the pleasure crested over her in waves. Her inner walls spasmed around Takashi’s cock, milking him for all he was worth.

“Hana!” Takashi shouted, his thrusts growing erratic. With one final, powerful drive, he buried himself deep inside her and came, his hot seed flooding her womb.

Hana shuddered, her body still shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She looked up at Takashi, her eyes filled with love and adoration. “Ah, that was wonderful, Takashi,” she purred, pressing a tender kiss to his lips. “I am so lucky to be your wife.”

“And I am lucky to be your husband,” he replied, rolling them over so that she was draped across his chest. He stroked her hair, humming a soft tune under his breath.

They lay like that for a long moment, savoring the afterglow of their lovemaking. The moonlight continued to dance across their naked skin, the lace curtains fluttering in the cool night air.

Finally, Hana raised her head and smiled at Takashi. “Again?” she asked teasingly, tracing a finger down his chest.

Takashi chuckled, his eyes darkening with desire once more. “With you, Hana, I can never get enough.”

And so, the newlywed couple made love again and again throughout the night, their moans of pleasure filling their marital bed. Wrapped in each other’s arms, they drifted off to sleep, content in the knowledge that they would have a lifetime of love and passion together.