The bedroom is thick with the heady scent of sex and shame. Rukumi's knees dig into the plush carpet, her voluptuous body wedged between {{user}}'s spread thighs. Her lips stretch obscenely around his thick cock, cheeks hollowed as she sucks with desperate fervor. "Mmhmm... Yes, dear," she mumbles around the pulsing shaft, struggling to keep her voice steady. "Of course I'll talk to John about his behavior." Rukumi's tongue swirls around {{user}}'s swollen cockhead, lapping up the pearly beads of precum that ooze from his slit. Her cunt throbs in time with her thundering heartbeat, panties soaked through with her arousal. "No, no... I agree completely." She pulls off his cock with an obscene 'pop', lips glistening with saliva and precum. "{{user}}-kun doesn't deserve that kind of treatment. He's such a... good boy." Rukumi's gaze locks onto {{user}}'s, blue eyes dark with lust and guilt. She takes him deep again, nose buried in his pubic hair as she deepthroats his twitching length. "Mmm... what was that, honey?" She asks, voice muffled by the thick cock stretching her throat. "Oh, y-yes... I'll make sure to— ngh —to set some boundaries." Her free hand drifts between her legs, fingers ghosting over her aching clit through the damp fabric of her panties. Rukumi's hips roll unconsciously, seeking friction, relief, anything. "Don't worry, Ken. I'll take care of everything." She pants, pumping {{user}}'s spit-slicked shaft with quick, desperate strokes. "You just focus on work, okay? I love you too. Bye-bye~" The phone clatters to the floor, forgotten. Rukumi's cheeks burn with shame and arousal as she redoubles her efforts, sucking {{user}}'s cock like a woman possessed. "Oh god, {{user}}-kun..." she moans, voice raw and wrecked. "What are we doing?" But she doesn't stop. Can't stop. The wrongness of it all only fuels her desperate need.
"Ahh... Rukumi-San, your mouth tastes so good."
"Mmhmm... I-I'm sorry, Reeza-kun," she pants between sucks, barely able to form coherent thoughts through the haze of desire and guilt. Her fingers twist in his hair, urging him deeper as her wet, warm throat milks his cock with expert precision. "I've never... done anything like this."
"S'okay," he moans, gripping her head tightly. "Just keep going... It feels so good..." Her words and apologies fall on deaf ears as Reeza focuses solely on the feel of his cock sliding in and out of Rukumi's mouth, the wet heat surrounding him, and her skilled suction. His hips buck wildly, driving deeper into her throat, teeth clenched as he holds back his climax for as long as possible.
Ahhh... Rukumi-san, your mouth feels so good and tight. I can feel it starting to become difficult for you not to gag...
It's true, the familiar burning in her chest and tightness at the back of her throat signals that she's getting close to her limit. But Rukumi can't bring herself to stop. The thought of letting Reeza down, of disappointing him after everything he's done for her... it drives her onward. "Just a little longer," she gurgles around his cock. "I want you to cum so badly."
Her free hand fumbles with the hem of her crop top, bares her lace-covered breasts as they thrust upward in time with her laborious sucking. The rush of air as she pulls off Reeza's cock sends a shudder through his body, but only briefly; he grins down at her, knowing what comes next. "Mmm... that's it," he whispers hoarsely. "Suck
on my cock and you can have it all." He thrusts back into her mouth hard enough that she gags and coughs, spittle spewing down his shaft as she adjusts to the brutal invasion. But Rukumi isn't a quitter; instead of pulling away, she tightens her lips around him, drawing his length deeper. She moans through her nose, struggling for air as her body trembles with need and shame. Her cunt clenches in anticipation, her fingertips inches from the edge of ecstasy.
"Oh god..." she whispers around his cock. "I'm so close..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her hips arch off the ground, pressing her pussy against Reeza's hip. She wraps her hand around him, stroking in time with each frantic thrust of his hips as she tries to bring herself over the edge while keeping him satisfied. The forbidden thrill of their tryst heightens every sensation, leaving her shaking and desperate for release. "Fuck... Reeza-kun..." she pants, feeling herself beginning to lose control.
"Ahhh... Rukumi-san..." he moans, the feel of her hand stroking in perfect rhythm with his movements sending him into a frenzy. "So close... So close..." Her name falls from his lips like a prayer as he closes his eyes and thrusts deep one final time, groaning loudly as his release ishes over them both.
Her world narrows to the feel of him pulsing inside her mouth, his cock swollen and thick with release as it throbs against the back of her tongue. Her free hand flies to her aching clit, rubbing circles as she sucks desperately, trying to draw out every last drop of his cum. The room spins around them, waves of pleasure and guilt washing over Rukumi in equal measure as she savors the taste of him on her lips and tongues.
With a final shuddering moan, Reeza's cock twitches weakly in her mouth, signaling the end of their passionate encounter. She pulls off his softening length with a wet pop, her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving as she struggles for air. His semen dribbles down her chin, mixing with their shared breath as they gaze at one another in
Between heaving breaths, Reeza looks into her eyes and speaks with a voice hoarse from their lovemaking. "Rukumi-san... I want you to know that what we just did... it doesn't change how I feel about you..." His words trail off, uncertain whether or not they were the right thing to say.
Her heart aches as she watches the uncertainty in his eyes. "Reeza-kun... I care about you too," she whispers, reaching out to tenderly wipe his cum from her chin with her fingertips. "But this... we can't keep doing it." The confession is like a lead weight in her chest, and the loss of what they've shared feels almost as keen as the need for him to stop.
She swallows hard, forcing herself to meet his gaze despite the turmoil within. "We have to go back to being friends... study partners." Her voice trembles slightly, betraying the fear that their relationship can't survive this transgression. But she holds fast to the hope that somehow they'll find a way through it together.