The last thing Michiko remembered was changing into her pajamas, closing her bedroom door, and falling asleep soundly on her bed.
However, in her sleep, she suddenly felt the sensation of someone hugging her.
The body next to her had a familiar scent, and in her subconscious, she simply assumed it was her husband getting handsy as he slipped a hand inside her pajamas and began to knead her soft breasts.
But then, as she remembered that her husband was out on a business trip and she was supposed to be sleeping alone, she was instantly alarmed, and she shot open her eyes.
As expected, the person she saw was not her husband but the boy who had been the source of her troubles for the past few days, whose cock she had been trying to erase from her mind.
"Takashi!"
Indeed, it was me. I had already taken control of Michiko's dream and created this entire scenario to trick her.
Seeing me instead of her husband, Michiko was instantly shocked. She pushed my head away and shouted, "What are you doing?!"
"Can't you see, Auntie? I am going to fuck you!"
Declaring that nonchalantly, I kissed her neck greedily.
"You!!! Do you even know what you're saying?! You can't do such a thing! Why don't you get up first?"
Even in real life, she wouldn't have been able to push me after I made a wish using Doraemon's gadget, let alone here, in the dream where I had absolute control.
Here, she could only beg me to let go, as I had already nullified her strength. Of course, to keep it realistic, I still pretended to struggle before subduing her as she tried to resist.
After subduing her, I tied her up tightly with a rope I had prepared in advance.
Then I took off my underwear in front of her, put it in her mouth, and thrust it deep inside so that she couldn't make a sound.
I was afraid that if I pushed too deep, she wouldn't be able to breathe and realize something was wrong, so I pushed it in gently and just far enough.
Finally, I sealed the underwear in her mouth with adhesive tape to prevent her from spitting it out. I also wrapped her arms and legs with tape to make sure they wouldn't come loose, securing her thoroughly.
"Mmmnph...! Mmmph...! Hnh...! Hnh...!"
She struggled for a while in her tied state, but soon calmed down and pleaded pitifully with her eyes once she realized that there was nothing she could do at the moment and that she was completely at my mercy.
Of course, I wasn't the one to yield. Instead, such a look only made me more excited.
"Hehehe... Let's have fun together. After all, I know your impotent husband has neglected your needs for years."
"...!!!"
Hearing my words, a strong earthquake occurred in Michiko's pupils. She didn't understand how I knew such a secret.
But the shock was yet to be over, as I soon took out a small carrot covered in a condom and then waved it in front of Michiko's eyes while teasing her.
It was the same carrot she was using for masturbating yesterday, the one she thought she had thrown in the trash.
"Look what I found in the trash bin today. Doesn't it look familiar?" I then pretended to think and, with a look of realization, said, "Wait, wasn't this the same carrot you were using yesterday to masturbate? How cute."
"..."
Michiko avoided my gaze, perhaps out of embarrassment.
When I saw that her face, ears, and neck were red, I guessed she was ashamed and felt humiliated at being caught masturbating by me.
"Wow... You also gave me a blowjob yesterday... Auntie, you are such a pervert... Say, weren't you actually expecting to be fucked by me?"
"…Ugh! Ugh!"
It seemed like she was saying, "Absolutely not."
But who cared what she said? Certainly, I didn't.
So without hesitation, I tried to remove her clothes, but it was difficult because her limbs were tied up.
Rather than struggling needlessly, I secretly conjured a pair of scissors and used them to slice through her top, instantly revealing the large, plump breasts of this braless woman.
Her breasts were beautiful and of ample size, with large pink nipples and relatively small areolas. The moment they were exposed, I was enveloped by the scent of soft, fluffy skin, like that of a baby.
'God... I just want to bury my face in them!'
Right away, I acted on pure instinct, buried my face in Michiko's large breasts, and enjoyed touching her soft, squishy breasts for a moment.
The aroma was strange and softly ticklish.
'Is it the smell of mother's milk?'
She wasn't breastfeeding, yet it was the sweet, familiar scent of baby formula.
I ran my tongue between her breasts and over her pink nipples, anticipating the taste of sweet milk, though what I got instead was flavorless, or perhaps a little salty and bland, skin.
But once I tasted it, I wanted to continue sucking and licking the nipples and areolas.
As I gently chewed on her pink nipples and played with her soft, squishy white breasts as if kneading dough, I felt a perverse amusement watching Michiko visibly flinch, and a thought occurred to me.
"Auntie, what cup size are you?"
"..."
Michiko seemed determined not to look at me.
She turned her head as far to the side as possible and offered no answer. Her silence didn't matter, however, because I already knew very well that she was a C-cup.
After teasing her a bit, I used the scissors to slice through Michiko's pants. She trembled, attempting to rebel, but quickly gave up. Under her pitiful, helpless, and resigned gaze, and perhaps a flicker of expectancy, her pants were completely torn away.
Now, all that remained was a pair of plain white women's panties, damp in the center with a glistening wet mark.
"Hey, Auntie. Why are your panties wet? Are you excited?"
"...?!"
Michiko made a face of absolute denial. So, like the kind and generous man I was, I took the liberty of dipping my finger into that sticky, clear liquid and exaggeratedly showing it to her.
"I wonder what this is..."
Michiko was momentarily confused by the sticky liquid, but her expression soon shifted to one of unwilling acceptance.
Perhaps she had rationalized that this state was likely due to her suppressed lust flowing out again, just like it had been over the past few days.
However, what did her reasons matter to me?
"You perverted bitch, a masochist who's so excited about being fucked by a boy of her daughter's age."
I only wanted to break her mentality and incite chaos, making her doubt herself so that she would easily fall into my abyss.
"Also, this isn't rape; it's adultery. It's consensual. Don't go around saying you were raped."
"..."
"Heh heh. Looks like you have nothing to say, you pervert."
"..."
"Yeah. Yeah. I knew you were a bitch for a long time. That's why I targeted you."
Because I kept talking, deliberately mocking and teasing her, Michiko, who had been ignoring me, finally lost her temper and shouted.
"Mmmph! Hnnnngh!"
If I focused closely, I could roughly understand the muffled plea:
"Takashi! I am already married! I am your aunt!!!"
It was a genuinely pitiful cry rather than an angry outburst.
Michiko was clearly becoming emotional, but as I said, this only made me more excited.
"Hehe."
Laughing sinisterly like a villain, I cut off Michiko's final layer of defense, her panties, and a pretty pink vagina, far clearer than the image secretly captured by the camera, was finally revealed to me in all its glory.
It was a pretty, natural pink with no noticeable pigmentation. The labia majora were slightly thick and full, feeling soft and smooth when pressed, and appearing almost straight.
Even though she was married and had a daughter, she looked remarkably inexperienced and clean, probably because she was a natural-born slut and hadn't had sex for years.
Regardless, unable to control myself, I gently touched the thick labia majora of the cute-looking pussy from the outside.
The soft, fluffy flesh felt good to the touch, and the sensation was so good it was addictive.
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