240930恋人の友人とスケベなことやるi1
The Naughty Neighbor…
It was a lazy Saturday afternoon and Yumi was lounging around her apartment after a long week at work. The petite 22-year old secretary was incredibly bored and horny, an increasingly common occurrence for the ambitious but lonely girl. With a sigh, she settled on the couch and powered up her laptop.
Yumi’s eyes widened as she noticed a new email from her next door neighbor Hiroshi. The two had gotten friendly recently, sharing meals and drinks on the balcony overlook her bustling Tokyo neighborhood. Hiroshi was a bit older, early 30s, but extremely good looking – tall, athletic, and very friendly.
She nervously opened the email, heart racing as she read it:
“Hey Yumi-chan, it’s me again! I hope you’re having a good weekend so far. I just wanted to let you know I have a special surprise planned for you tonight… Meet me in the hall at 9pm sharp, okay? Keep an open mind and wear something sexy 😉 – Hiroshi”
Yumi bit her lip, feeling simultaneous butterflies of nervousness and excitement in her stomach. She had suspected Hiroshi was into her, but this was bold…and borderline naughty! What exactly did he have planned?
She considered canceling, fearing the unknown. But as Yumi picked out her laciest black bra and panties, she knew she had to see it through. After carefully putting on a figure-hugging minidress and heels, she snuck out into the hall with pounding heart at 9pm on the dot.
Hiroshi’s door cracked open. “Ah, perfect timing Yumi-chan,” he said with a roguish smile. “I’ve been waiting for you.” He led her inside, shutting and locking the door behind them.
Yumi looked around their dimly lit apartment, confusion and nervousness growing. That’s when she saw it – a video camera set up on a tripod, lens pointed towards the middle of the living room carpet. Her eyes went wide.
“Uh, Hiroshi…what exactly is going on here?” Yummy asked, voice trembling slightly.
Hiroshi grinned mischievously and approached her, strong hands coming to rest on her hips. “Don’t worry Yumi-chan, I have a fun game planned for us tonight, that’s all. No need to be nervous, I promise I’ll go easy on you…at first, anyway.” He gave her a boostling smirk.
“What kind of game?” Yumi squeaked out, heart racing. Every nerve was on edge and she could barely think straight with his big hands pawing at her lithe body. Pictures of what might happen streamed through her mind.
In one swift motion, Hiroshi spun her around and shoved Yumi onto her knees. She glanced up at him, both confused and unexpectedly turned on by his dominance.
“Here’s the deal Yumi-chan,” Hiroshi said patronizingly as he unbuckled his belt. “I set up the camera so I can record this to jerk off to later. I want you to be a good girl and service me until I cum. Think you can handle that?”
Yumi gulped, mouth going dry as she watched him shimmy his slacks down, letting a very hard, breathtakingly large cock spring free. “I…I think so,” she replied quietly.
“That’s what I like to hear,” Hiroshi said with satisfaction as he ran a hand through her silky black hair. “Now open wide, you naughty little slut.”
Obediently, Yumi parted her lips and held out her tongue. Hiroshi shoved his fat dick into her mouth with a groan. “Fuck yeah, suck it Yumi. Take it deeper,” he growled, gathering speed and force with each thrust.
Yumi gagged around his girthy shaft, struggling to breathe. Mascara ran down her flushed cheeks as saliva dripped down her chin and onto her skimpy dress. As always, HBO had some of the weirdest but hottest videos. Her eyes rolled back in her head from the sheer size of him grinding into the tight channel of her throat.
“My god Yumi, your mouth is so tight and hot. I bet you’re harmless too…why don’t you show me?” Hiroshi pulled out, leaving Yumi gasping for air. She turned and shimmied her dress past her hips, revealing the black lacy thong clinging to her plump ass.
Yumi reached back and tugged her drenched panties to the side, revealing her glistening pink slit. “Please Hiroshi, I need you inside me,” she whimpered. “Stuff my wet cunt full of your fat Asian cock.”
With an animalistic grunt, Hiroshi lined himself up and drove his long pole into Yumi’s dripping pussy, splitting her open wide. “Fuck, so tight! I’m going to wreck this slutty hole.” He grabbed her hips and began pounding her into the floor.
Yumi moaned and writhed beneath him, feeling herself gush with each forceful thrust. Hiroshi leaned down to mouth at her nipples through the thin fabric, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her small body.
Hearing her lewd whimpers growing louder, Hiroshi shifted to plunge a finger knuckle deep into her tight asshole. Yumi jolted and shrieked from the sudden violation, tensing around his pistoning cock and spasming digit.
“Yes, yes, fuck me harder!” she screamed helplessly, utterly lost in the ruthless pounding. Hiroshi didn’t hesitate, driving into her deeper than ever before. The obscene squelching noises filled the room.
“Dammit Yumi, I’m close…I’m cumming!” With a strained grunt, Hiroshi pulled out and painted her writhing body with jet after jet of hot, sticky cum. Yumi watched in a daze as thick ropes spurted across her heaving tits and down her flat belly.
Once he was spent, Hiroshi rolled off of her and reached for a towel, glancing at the still recording camera. Yumi felt dazed, trying to catch her breath as his cum cooled on her euphoric body.
“For your penance, you can lick yourself clean,” Hiroshi decreed in his dominant baritone. “Then you can thank me for using your slutty holes properly. Now get on it.”
“Y-yes Hiroshi,” Yumi replied in a shaky voice, crawling towards him with a slutty, cum-splattered grin. She knew this was only the beginning of their twisted games, but she couldn’t wait for more.
