Chapter 380: Uzaki Tsuki
Haruto was like a greedy invader, his tongue pushing deep into the beautiful wife's mouth, relentlessly chasing her delicate tongue, sucking the saliva from within, while completely covering her entire mouth.
This powerful, deep suction left Uzaki Tsuki momentarily breathless.
Haruto's strong body pressed down entirely on the beauty's delicate frame.
Uzaki Tsuki raised her hands to push him away, but instead, Haruto grabbed her fair, tender palms and forcibly pressed them against his already tented lower body.
The beautiful wife, powerless to resist, was completely subdued.
Haruto's forceful actions left Uzaki Tsuki with no means of escape, while she also feared that excessive resistance might create too much commotion, alerting her two daughters downstairs.
Unable to break free, the beautiful wife had no choice but to comply for the time being.
Her mouth was firmly sucked by Haruto, while he continuously kneaded and played with her pair of soft, ample breasts. Then, following Haruto's lead, her small hand stroked the fiery dragon through a thin layer of sweatpants.
In truth, Haruto wasn't using much force—it was just that Uzaki Tsuki secretly didn't dislike this sensation, even hoping Haruto would do more...
Deep sucking, kissing, gradually transforming into a prolonged, passionate French kiss.
Haruto was remarkably skilled at kissing, while the stunning neglected wife seemed like an inexperienced novice, completely lacking in responsiveness and technique.
Had it not been for Haruto's guidance, she would likely have become oxygen-deprived during such a prolonged, passionate kiss.
Uzaki Tsuki had never experienced such intensity before. The techniques Haruto had honed with demons, angels, fallen angels, and even goddesses quickly made her begin to lose herself.
In truth, the moment their tongues met, the beautiful wife knew she was succumbing.
Since Uzaki Yanagi's birth, her relationship with her husband had gradually faded, and they hadn't been intimate or kissed in over a decade.
While purely physical sex could be explained as biological need, kissing was different.
Unless there was genuine affection, both parties would naturally reject it, with women being particularly sensitive to this.
This was precisely why in many adult-themed stories, a young girl willingly offering her first kiss served as a turning point.
Even when the body had long been corrupted, only when kissing willingly did it signify the fall of the soul as well.
Haruto initially forced the kiss upon the beautiful wife, but gradually he sensed Uzaki Tsuki responding.
He began to soften his approach, entwining with her delicate tongue while his hands roamed freely over her body, stimulating her senses.
This elegant young woman with a prim exterior but thirsty heart had long been yearning physically.
Yet thinking of Haruto's relationship with Hana Uzaki, and Uzaki Yanagi who was practically throwing herself at him, though already burning with desire, she still tried to maintain an "I'll get angry if you continue" facade.
Determined to beat the playboy at his own game, Haruto wasn't fooled because Uzaki Tsuki's body and expressions completely contradicted her act.
Under Haruto's relentless caresses, the beautiful wife's physical reactions became increasingly evident.
Her delicate body grew feverish, her exquisite, charming childlike face flushed with crimson desire, and her lower blossom began to stir with excitement.
With just a few casual touches, Haruto could feel the dampness soaking through her underwear.
Having discovered the switches to Uzaki Tsuki's desire, Haruto kept pressing his face against hers, deeply inhaling her lips.
Occasionally nibbling with his teeth, their passionate kiss continued unabated until he was nearly breathless before temporarily releasing her, only to see her enchanted expression and kiss her fiercely again.
Back and forth they went, Haruto losing count of how many times they'd kissed as both became completely absorbed in the embrace, his massive lower dragon hardening like steel in readiness.
The enormous weapon measuring over twenty centimeters stood erect, so large her delicate hands couldn't fully grasp it, pressing like a hot, tingling rod against her lower abdomen.
Just as Haruto could no longer restrain himself and wanted to proceed further, Uzaki Tsuki suddenly remembered they were in Uzaki Yanagi's room, where either daughter might come up at any moment.
The intoxicated beauty's consciousness cleared as she forcefully broke from Haruto's long kiss, panting with orchid-scented breath: "Haruto... wait, the door isn't locked..."
Initially pushed away, Haruto was still debating whether to continue, but Uzaki Tsuki's words amounted to consent.
"What's there to lock? If Hana and Yanagi come up, you can all serve me together."
Haruto declared without hesitation, though he still turned and locked the door.
He was no clueless virgin. Hana Uzaki, this super-busty beauty, had long made her stance clear. If not for his inner demons, he would have taken both her and her older sister Uzaki Tsuki long ago.
Uzaki Tsuki cast a seductive, coquettish glare at Haruto without refuting his words. At this point, there was no need for pretense.
Truthfully, her reason for locking the door wasn't concern about the Uzaki sisters walking in, but rather fear of the other two male family members accidentally intruding.
As long as the Uzaki father and son remained unaware, she would be preserving this happy, harmonious family.
With mother and daughters working in concert, the Uzaki males—ranked lowest in the family hierarchy—would likely never discover the truth.
With the door locked and the beautiful wife's tacit consent, Haruto decisively took charge.
The dragon gently nudged her soft abdomen, signaling it was her turn to serve him. His gaze then drifted downward, gradually captivated by her sheer nude stockings and shapely legs.
Though petite in stature and not particularly tall, Uzaki Tsuki possessed perfectly proportioned curves—a slender waist paired with long legs, devoid of any stumpiness.
Below her slim waist stretched legs both long and straight, made even more striking by her snow-white complexion.
The flesh-toned stockings she wore seemed to gleam with reflected light. Haruto's large hands began caressing from her thighs downward—her skin silky smooth, enhanced by the delicate friction of thin hosiery, creating an exquisite sensation.
His palms glided as if over satin, yet her skin felt even softer and more tender.
When it came to beautiful legs, Haruto had zero resistance. In his view, a woman's legs were her second face—flawed legs meant automatic points deducted, regardless of other attractions.
And truly exceptional legs acted like enchanted fishhooks, instantly captivating one's soul.
Uzaki Tsuki possessed precisely such legs—slender thighs, shapely calves, and refined contours without an ounce of excess fat. Their innate beauty was elevated to perfection by the high-quality stockings.
Haruto lifted her exquisite legs, caressing them repeatedly as if handling precious treasures, utterly reluctant to let go.
He never denied being a leg connoisseur, often enjoying seeing young women wear various styles of stockings.
Those alluring long legs encased in hosiery had drained him countless times during dual cultivation.
Yet now, the legs before him—Uzaki Tsuki's—proved even more mesmerizing, not at all inferior to the beauty of youthful maidens.
His heated palms roamed downward from her calves until they reached the pale, rounded elegance of her ankles. With passionate intensity, he kneaded and explored through the sheer stockings.
Removing her indoor slippers, Haruto cradled her small, pale feet in his hands, delighting in their delicate form.
Proportionate to her height, her fair feet were petite and exquisitely shaped.
Her alabaster skin—from instep to ankle—glowed with a pearlescent whiteness so translucent it nearly revealed underlying veins, the result of meticulous care.
Haruto held her feet captive, treating them like his most cherished toys, utterly unwilling to release them.
Her ankles were soft and pale, Uzaki Tsuki's ten toes crystalline and translucent, making Haruto unable to resist the urge to take a bite—to him, they were nothing less than a peerless treasure.
He pressed those beautiful feet against both sides of his cheeks, continuously rubbing and caressing them.
The soft soles tingled with this mix of pain and itch, causing Uzaki Tsuki to let out light, involuntary giggles. Her breathless pants were enticing as she gazed weakly at the handsome young man before her, silently pleading for him to stop.
Haruto had been toying with Uzaki Tsuki's lovely legs, planting kisses all over her ankles, calves, and thighs, leaving marks on her stockings. Seeing her expression only fueled his excitement further.
He lifted his head, breathing heavily like a wild beast. Uzaki Tsuki couldn't help but feel a flicker of fear, yet there was also a subtle anticipation stirring within her.
Under her watchful gaze, Haruto gripped her delicate feet and pressed her body down onto Uzaki Yanagi's bed.
The beautiful, elegant, and buxom married woman leaned halfway back as Haruto brought her legs together. He then placed his massive member against her soft, tender soles and began stroking using her silk-stocking-clad feet.
The perfect curve formed by her lovely feet seemed almost tailor-made for young Haruto, like a custom foot sheath.