What better than a tropical paradise to enjoy the summer—one that's little known, has the most beautiful natural landscapes, and also boasts the most beautiful landscapes of human nature. And if you didn't get that, I'll put it more simply.
Under the tropical sun on these scarcely known beaches, a group of girls around Takashi's age was playing beach volleyball, the five of them. Just when they called a time-out to dry their sweat for a moment and feel the sea breeze.
"This place is paradise," one of the girls said. "The best place to spend the summer."
"You know what would do this place good? If we met some guy. But this place is short on cute boys," one of the girls said before serving the ball once more; only this time she sent it too high for her friends.
"Don't let the ball get away!" one of the teenagers shouted, trying to catch the ball in the air.
The ball rolled down the beach until it bumped into someone's foot. Takashi.
"Is this yours?" he said after picking up the ball in his hands and approaching the girls.
"Thank you very much," they said after taking it, but then more than one of them saw the shirtless, dark-haired boy in beach shorts, and they were more than flustered upon seeing Takashi's abs, his arms more than strong, as well as his legs.
A delicacy no woman would hesitate to admire on a man—even someone turned around or whose mohel failed them— "Excuse me. Would you like to play with us? We need someone to even out the game."
"Yes, because—"
"Honey~ why are you taking so long?" Yuriko and Fubuki appeared behind Takashi, each wearing a bikini suited to their bodies. Being barely a month pregnant, nothing showed on Yuriko.
"Sorry, girls, but this boy is unavailable." Yuriko positioned herself to Takashi's left, touching his ass in front of the young girls, who felt inferior upon seeing the perfect bodies of these milfs, larger than them in age and size.
"Let's go have fun, darling~ I still have something pending to do with you," Fubuki said, taking Takashi by his right.
The two of them took him away without giving him time to say goodbye to the group of girls, who were left stunned by what they saw and heard.
"Did you hear what they said?" said the one who took the ball.
"They called him in a very unusual way for two women their age and a boy like him," the second one exclaimed, perplexed.
"Do you think they have an intimate relationship with him?" the third asked.
"With a body like that, I wouldn't hesitate to rub my body against him every night," the fourth girl said.
"Did you see the size of his bulge under his clothes?" the fifth girl commented.
"They must eat very well—both them and him."
It so happened that the previous night—that very night Takashi ran into the woman who had given him his first sexual experience, and the woman with whom he'd had his first illicit romance—she was now staying with them at the beach house Takashi was renting with Yuriko.
"I appreciate you inviting me to dinner and letting me stay with you tonight," Fubuki said, sitting on the living room sofa with Yuriko and her ex-lover—now Takagi's lover.
"It's fine. You said you'd only be on vacation for five days, which are the days we also have left in this paradise. You can stay. After all, Takashi offered without consulting me," Yuriko responded calmly while looking at the woman younger than her.
She said this because Fubuki didn't see that the red-haired wife had her left hand on Takashi's leg and was pinching him in anger. "Right, Takashi?"
"For a little-known place, I didn't expect to run into a face I knew," she said, uneasy. Although the hospitality was well appreciated, reuniting with him when they had a history... It's like running into your ex after three years, and even seeing they have a current partner, they offer a place in their home for you to stay on vacation. "May I ask something, Takagi-san?"
"Of course!" Yuriko responded, caught off guard since she was still pinching her young lover. "Go ahead, but don't call me so formally. You can call me Yuriko. What is it?"
"Well, Yuriko-san, since I saw you two, I've been wondering... what is your relationship with Takashi-kun?" She dropped a dangerous bomb.
A metaphorical glass shattered behind the two of them—a question not at all easy to answer. However, they had a good cover story to give.
"You see..." They each took a breath before responding and explaining without stammering.
"You're Takashi-kun's adoptive mother. I thought I'd heard your name before," Fubuki commented after hearing again the sad story behind Komuro.
"Not exactly," Komuro commented. "Yuriko-san and her husband gave me a place in their house to live. No country was going to let a boy under ten live alone, so they took care of me for several years until I decided to start living by my own effort."
"Yes, we never really adopted him, but I did everything as a mother to raise him as if he were my son," Yuriko had to clarify.
"You did a good job taking care of him," was the last thing Fubuki said in that conversation.
Despite having someone else in the house, Yuriko and Takashi took a shower together after telling the cover story for their relationship. With more privacy, the woman confronted her young lover while washing his back, Fubuki being downstairs after having been allowed to shower first.
"Why did you invite her to stay with us? Wasn't inviting her to dinner enough?" Yuriko exclaimed with puffed-up cheeks—a pout made by a woman of her mature age.
"I don't know. It had been a long time since I'd seen her," Takashi said. "If a long time passed without seeing Yuriko, I'd invite her to my house if she had nowhere to stay."
"After you'd seduce me, you plan to do the same with her, don't you? You want to add her to your harem," Takagi said, squeezing Takashi's dick.
"Yuri...ko?" From seeing an adorable pout on Yuriko's face, Takashi went to seeing a face covered by a dark aura.
"You just can't control your libido." Takashi was aroused, so while she scolded him, she was roughly stroking his erection. "It's already annoying that I have to share you with the others; now you want to enlarge your harem." Calmer now, Takashi looked with concern at Yuriko's face behind him and saw the woman with a pout again, but this time he saw her with a sad expression.
"I'm not enough for you."
The soap on his body had fallen. He planted a kiss on Yuriko, turned around, and kissed her again, falling onto her and onto the bathroom floor while the water kept running.
With their mouths joined, their tongues dancing until exhaustion, he penetrated Yuriko and made love to her, not caring about the minutes or that they'd be charged extra for the water being wasted. A quickie before raising Fubuki's suspicions.
"Idiot..." It took her by surprise, filling her with surprise. She kissed him during the ten minutes they did it impromptu. "Do you think only with your dick?"
"Don't blame me, but God gave this to men to give a deeper demonstration to the woman we love most," Takashi said with a somewhat silly smile on his face.
"I hate that you make my heart race with just words, pervert." The words she used could be interpreted in two ways.
"You have nothing to worry about, Yuriko. You were the first woman I fell in love with, and the first I will always love." He spoke the words the adulterous Takagi needed to hear.
"As punishment," she placed her hands on Takashi's neck, "as punishment, tonight I'm going to make it clear to that so-called Fubuki who your first love is."
Four separate bedrooms in the house—one for Fubuki, and her ex-lover had lied to her that he slept in a separate room from Yuriko. Around midnight, believing that Komuro and Takagi had gone to sleep early, the attractive Fubuki was getting ready to raid the room of her former lover, with a purpose…
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