Airi watched with parted lips, her own arousal undeniable now as she took in the sight of her aunt riding Takumi with increasing abandon, her aunt's full breasts bouncing hypnotically with each movement.
The slick sounds of their joining mixed with Kayoko's throaty moans and Takumi's guttural groans.
Marina, still recovering beside her, noticed her little sister's fascination and reached out with trembling fingers to stroke Airi's hair.
"You... want to try?" Marina whispered, her voice wrecked but tender.
Airi shook her head violently, her face burning. "I-I couldn't! Not with... with everyone watching!"
But Takumi extended his hand toward her, his other arm wrapped possessively around Kayoko's waist as she continued moving on him. "Come here, little one."
When Airi hesitated, Kayoko reached for her too, her voice thick with pleasure. "J-Join us... sweetheart... it's... oh god... it's amazing." Her words broke off into a moan as Takumi thrust upward sharply.
Trembling, Airi let herself be pulled into the tangle of limbs, her small body slotting between Marina and Kayoko as if she belonged there. Takumi's large hand cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing her bottom lip. "So pretty," he murmured before claiming her mouth in a searing first kiss.
Takumi handled Airi with surprising gentleness, laying her beneath him as Kayoko and Marina watched with rapt attention. The older women bracketed Airi's trembling form, their hands stroking her hair and arms soothingly.
"P-Please be gentle," Airi whimpered, but her legs fell open willingly, her body arching toward his instinctively.
"Shhh," Marina soothed, kissing her sister's forehead. "It only hurts at first."
Kayoko cupped Airi's face, her thumb brushing away a nervous tear. "We're right here."
When Takumi pushed in, Airi's cry was muffled by Marina's kiss, her sister's tongue sweeping into her mouth to distract her from the sting.
"B-Breathe," Kayoko reminded her, stroking her hair as Takumi began moving with slow, deep thrusts.
Soon, Airi's whimpers turned to moans, her nails digging into Marina's arms as pleasure began to overtake the pain. "O-Oh! It's... it's good! I feel... I feel...!"
Her first orgasm hit with a surprised wail that made Takumi groan in approval, her virgin-tight walls fluttering around him like a vice.
What followed was a blur of tangled limbs and shared pleasure—Takumi taking each woman in turn, sometimes two at once, until they were all slick with sweat and spent passion.
Kayoko screamed her approval when Takumi took her from behind while she ate Marina out, her tongue lapping greedily at her niece's dripping folds. Airi, now thoroughly corrupted, begged to taste her aunt before riding Takumi with surprising enthusiasm, her small body bouncing on his lap.
Marina watched them all with dazed wonder, occasionally joining in with kisses or caresses, her earlier shyness replaced by hungry curiosity.
"T-Takumi," Kayoko gasped during a brief respite, "you've... you've ruined us completely."
He merely smirked, already hardening again against her thigh. "And you love every second of it."
Their laughter mingled with moans as the night stretched on, each woman discovering new depths of pleasure under Takumi's expert guidance. The house echoed with their cries until dawn's first light crept through the curtains, illuminating their sated, tangled forms.
Kayoko rested her head on Takumi's chest, tracing idle circles through the sweat-slick hair there while Marina dozed against his shoulder, her lips slightly parted. Airi, thoroughly exhausted, slept curled against her sister's side, her small frame rising and falling with each deep breath. The sheets beneath them were soaked with sweat and sex, the musky scent of their shared passion clinging heavily to the air.
"We should... feel ashamed," Kayoko murmured, though her tone held no trace of regret. Her fingers trailed lower, brushing the bite marks she'd left on Takumi's pectorals earlier.
Takumi chuckled, his hand stroking lazily through her disheveled hair. "But you don't."
Marina stirred sleepily against his other side, her eyelashes fluttering. "How... how could we?" she yawned, nuzzling closer to his warmth. "When it felt... so good."
Airi mumbled something unintelligible in her sleep, her hand clutching at Marina's arm possessively. Takumi kissed each of their foreheads in turn as sunlight crept across the rumpled sheets, the house silent except for their contented sighs and the occasional creak of the bed as they shifted closer together. Kayoko's leg hooked over Takumi's hip, keeping him nestled firmly between her thighs even in sleep, as if unwilling to let him go completely.
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Kayoko was the first to wake, her body deliciously sore in places she'd forgotten could feel so used. She blinked against the morning light, taking in the sight before her—Takumi still asleep with Marina and Airi clinging to him like lifelines, their limbs intertwined in a way that made it difficult to tell where one body ended and another began.
Memories of the night before flooded her—Marina's broken pleas as she came untouched, Airi's wide-eyed wonder during her first orgasm, the way Takumi had made them all scream his name in turn—making her pulse quicken despite her exhaustion.
As if sensing her arousal, Takumi's eyes fluttered open, dark with sleep and something hotter. "Morning," he rumbled, his voice thick and rough in a way that sent a shiver down Kayoko's spine.
Before she could respond, Marina stretched against him with a soft moan. "Mmm... that really happened, didn't it?" Her hand drifted unconsciously to her sore sex, her fingers brushing the sticky evidence still drying between her thighs.
Airi mumbled something unintelligible but nuzzled closer to Takumi's chest, her small hand splaying possessively over his abdomen.
Kayoko couldn't help but laugh softly, her own body throbbing with remembered pleasure. "I believe it did."
Takumi's growing erection pressing against her thigh answered any remaining doubts.
By the time they managed to drag themselves from bed, breakfast had long since turned into lunch. The kitchen was filled with shy smiles and blushing glances as they moved around each other—Marina wincing slightly when she bent to retrieve a dropped fork, Airi flushing crimson when her thighs stuck to the chair, Kayoko biting her lip every time Takumi's hands brushed her waist as he reached past her for the coffee.
Takumi watched their discomfort with amused eyes, his gaze lingering on each woman in turn—Kayoko's disheveled elegance as she sipped her tea, Marina's swollen lips wrapped around a piece of toast, Airi's fidgeting fingers tracing the rim of her juice glass.
"So," he finally broke the comfortable silence, leaning back in his chair with deliberate casualness. "What now?"
Three pairs of eyes met his with varying degrees of certainty and desire. It was Kayoko who answered for them all, her voice steady despite the pink tinge to her cheeks. "Now... we are a family. Husband."
Marina nodded enthusiastically, her earlier shyness replaced by something bolder as her foot brushed Takumi's under the table. Airi hid her smile behind her teacup, but the way her thighs pressed together betrayed her interest.
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