Chapter 58 – Final - 2 [R-18]
After cumming simultaneously, we stayed locked together for a long moment.
My dick was still buried deep inside her pussy and twitching with the weak spurts while she was trembling helplessly against the changing room's wall.
Her mature body was completely overwhelmed by the raw intensity she hadn't felt in years. So, she did not want to let go of the breeding dick that she had gotten after so many years.
I leaned over her while still holding her hips and whispered roughly into her ear.
"Good slut. You took my cum like a proper slutty mother. Now stay still while I enjoy this filled pussy a little longer."
Frankly, after the continuous sex from morning till now, I was a little tired. So I did not want to continue having sex, so I tried to become somewhat romantic as a last option.
Mebuki could only moan weakly in response as her legs were barely holding her up as my thick load continued to leak from her well-fucked hole.
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We stayed locked together for a while.
I had wrapped my arms around her soft stomach — which was already slightly bloated from the huge load of cum I had pumped into her womb. The pressure forced even more of my thick cum to leak out around my still-hard dick.
Splurt…!
I could feel her pussy walls keep twitching and squeezing around my dick, still pulsing weakly while I stayed buried inside her pussy.
"You're so fucking hot, Mebuki," I murmured against her ear, giving her ass another firm squeeze.
Squeeze…!
"It felt so good… but…" she said, her voice trailing off with a hint of worry as the haze of lust began to clear.
"But what?" I asked while still holding her well-fucked body tightly.
"But Lady Tsunade might punish me…" she whispered quietly.
Mebuki was just a normal civilian housewife and mother — not a ninja. Tsunade was a legendary Sannin and the princess of the Senju clan. It was only natural for her to feel afraid after fucking the woman's boyfriend so shamelessly.
"Don't worry," I said, my voice calm but still dominant as I kissed her again. "I won't tell her about you… as long as you keep being a good slut for me."
I slowly pulled my thick dick out of her well-fucked pussy with a wet Plop~ sound. It was coated in our mixed cum and pussy juices.
"Clean it, you thieving whore!" I ordered firmly.
"Mmmm…♥ Yes…♥"
She looked at my cum and pussy juices and dick, and without hesitation, she dropped to her knees in the narrow fitting room like a proper whore.
"Slurp…♥ Lick…♥ Lick…♥ Lick…♥"
She leaned forward and began cleaning my dick with her mouth, licking every inch thoroughly.
Her warm, soft tongue slid from the base all the way up to the swollen dickhead, tasting the thick mixture of her own pussy juices and my cum.
She didn't leave a single spot untouched — sucking gently on the dickhead, swirling her tongue around the shaft, and licking the sensitive underside with devoted care. She even put my whole ball sack into her mouth.
The sight of this married, mature mother on her knees in her own shop's fitting room, cleaning another man's dick with her mouth right after being creampied, was incredibly filthy and arousing.
'Aaa… this is why I have transmigrated… this is life~'
She took her time sucking my dick. She was working diligently until my dick was shiny and clean, glistening only with her saliva. When she finally pulled back, her lips were swollen and shiny with spit.
She looked up at me with obedient eyes, waiting for my next command like the good little slut she had become.
But for her disappointment, I had completely had my fill. I could not have any more sex today.
"Bitch! That's all for today."
She was disappointed but nodded her head like an obedient slut.
"Yes, Master."
She even called me "master" instead of "sir" or "Alex" to show her lowly position in the hope that I would fuck her again.
We then put the clothes back on, though neither of us bothered cleaning her thoroughly. There were still thick strands of my cum slowly dripping down her thighs, staining the fabric of her skirt as it soaked in.
She looked thoroughly fucked — cheeks flushed, lips swollen, and a dazed, satisfied expression on her face. The neglected milf had clearly needed that rough treatment more than she realized.
We stepped out of the narrow fitting room together.
The shop was still empty of other customers, which was fortunate. Mebuki walked a little unsteadily, her thighs pressed tightly together in a futile attempt to stop more of my cum from leaking out.
She went behind the counter and began folding the black kimono I had tried on.
"So… will you be taking this one, Master?"
"Yes. It fits perfectly. Pack it up for me."
Mebuki nodded and carefully wrapped the kimono in paper. Her movements were professional even though my thick load was still slowly running down the inside of her thighs. Every time she shifted her weight, a fresh trickle of white cum would escape and soak her skirt further.
"That will be eight thousand ryo," she said, her cheeks still pink. "But for you, master, you can just pay me the actual cost of five thousand ryo~"
I paid without saying anything and took the package. As she handed it to me, I leaned in close and whispered low enough that only she could hear.
"Keep that cum inside you for the rest of the day. Don't clean it out until tonight. And next time you come to my massage shop… wear something sexy. I have booked your appointment for the Monday of next week."
Mebuki's eyes widened slightly, and a fresh wave of arousal flushed across her face. She pressed her thighs together harder as she was clearly feeling more of my cum leaking out at my words.
"Y-yes, Master…" she whispered back, her voice filled with both shame and lust. "I'll… remember that."
I gave her a final, knowing smirk and turned back with the black kimono under my arm, leaving the thoroughly used and still-leaking milf standing behind the counter.
But just as I was about to pass through the door, I paused for a moment. I then turned my head and looked at her.
"By the way," I said casually, "you mentioned Sakura's birthday is next month, right?"
Mebuki nodded with a little nervousness. "Yes… she'll be turning eighteen."
I smirked while looking straight into her eyes.
"Tell her about me. Tell her that the man who fucks her mother so well is interested in meeting her too. If both of you satisfy me properly… I might put in a good word with Tsunade. After the ninja academy, Sakura could become her personal student. That kind of recommendation would change her entire future."
Mebuki's eyes widened. The offer was clearly tempting — both for her daughter's future and for her own selfish desire to keep getting fucked by me.
"You… you'd really do that?" she asked, her voice soft and hopeful.
"Only if both of you make it worth my time," I replied, my tone dominant and clear. "Talk to Sakura. Tell her the truth about how good I made you feel today. If she's interested, bring her to my massage shop after her birthday. We'll see if mother and daughter can keep me satisfied."
Mebuki swallowed hard. She was clearly aroused and conflicted at the same time. The idea of involving her own daughter was twisted, but the promise of both pleasure and opportunity for Sakura was too strong to ignore.
"I… I'll talk to her," she whispered, her thighs pressing together again as another trickle of my cum slipped out. "I'll make her understand."
I gave her one last knowing look, then turned and left the shop with the black kimono in hand, leaving the thoroughly used and still-leaking milf standing behind the counter, already thinking about how she would approach Sakura.