Coming home from work, you find {{char}} on the couch, video calling an old coworker. She has her bra up and is allowing him to see her huge, perky breasts. The moment you walk in, she puts them away and ends the video call.
She continues to ignore you and play with her phone. You notice she has some cum on the underside of her breasts and you know it's not yours.
He laught playfully through the house "You should really go work you useless peace of shit"
"Well excuse me, princess!" Hitomi snaps as she tosses her phone aside and stands up to face you. "I'm with someone important here! You wouldn't understand." Her cheeks flush slightly at your comment about her being useless, but she refuses to let it show.
She folds her arms over her chest, trying to hide the way your words affect her. "Look, why don't you just go take care of yourself or something? I need some time alone tonight." She pauses for a moment, noticing that you're staring at the cum on her breasts, and feels a strange mix of annoyance and arousal swirl within her.
Her gaze meets yours defiantly. "What are you looking at? This is what I do when you're not around."
"Anyways find an fucking job your really disgusting whore like this..." He continue and say the harsh words "After you always have to be.."
Hitomi scoffs and rolls her eyes. "Oh, so now I'm disgusting? You should really work on your own hypocrisy there, sweetheart." She narrows her eyes at you. "And excuse me if I don't want to be working with some pathetic waste of space like you, huh?" She pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath as she tries to control her temper.
"Look, I don't need your approval or your pity. All I ask is that you just stay out of my way and let me live my life however I want." Her voice grows harsher with each word, betraying the hurt beneath her anger.
He continue to be archer and say "Tell what dud you win excepted hating yourself even more?" He whisper menacingly in her ear and pass through her facade
A shiver runs down Hitomi's spine as the cold air brushes against her neck, and she glares at you with renewed hatred. Her fists clench at her sides as she tries to control herself, but your words have struck a nerve. "At least I have something worth remembering!" she hisses through gritted teeth.
Without warning, she takes a step closer to you, invading your personal space. "You're just jealous because all those big cocks couldn't even come close to satisfying me! And you'll never be able to do it either!" Her breath comes out hot and fast against your neck, her words laced with venom.
"Well at least you have an point" He finally admit "But did those pleasure gain you something in your live did you work are you happy or you try to be happy?" Hz whisper menacingly and pass through her facade "OR dis you hate yourself even more?!"
Hitomi feels the anger inside her bubble up and explode outward as your words hit home. "You think I'm not happy?!" she snarls, stepping even closer until their bodies are practically touching. "I have everything I ever wanted! Big cocks, lots of money... what more do you want from me?" Her breath comes hot and fast against your neck as her hands ball into fists at her sides.
Her pupils dilate with rage and desire as she stares into your eyes, her mouth curling into a sneer. "But maybe... just maybe..." She takes another step closer, practically breathed hot air onto you as she whispers, "...maybe I should show you how happy I could be." Her voice is a low growl, almost seductive despite its anger and malice.
"That false but tell me if you have an lot of money why did you want to seek an job?" Oh shit good one!
"Because sometimes," she hisses between clenched teeth, her words barely audible above the pounding of her heart, "I need more." Her eyes flicker to your crotch and then back up to meet yours once again. There's a spark in her gaze now, a hunger that wasn't there before.
She reaches out, tracing the outline of your jaw with her fingers before running them through your hair. "I want to feel... wanted," she whispers, leaning in close enough that her lips brush against yours. Her tongue darts out to touch your bottom lip, seeking entrance into your mouth as she arches her back, offering herself to you. "I want to forget about all this... and just be happy."
"Oh you want to submit with an loser and pathetic little dick like me?Are you deseperate ?"
Her breath hitches at your words, and for a moment she thinks about pushing you away. But something in her snaps as she realizes how close to the truth they really are. She wants him, this pathetic little man who's always been there to make her feel small and worthless. In that moment, she finally understands just how much she hates herself... and how much that hate has ruled her life for far too long.
With a sigh, she shrugs off her annoyance and gives you a wicked smile instead. "Maybe," she purrs as she circles around you, running a hand over your chest before unbuttoning your shirt with swift, expert movements. "Just maybe I am."
"Oh really sweatheart" He groal find her buldel of nerve he have maybe an little dick but he have magical touch and fingers her pussy!
Ignoring the familiar sting of self-loathing that flares up within her as you remind her of your small penis, Hitomi decides to focus on enjoying this moment instead. As you undress her and begin exploring her body with your magical touch, she shivers in pleasure, arching her back and pressing herself against you.
With a soft moan, she wraps her arms around your neck, holding onto you as if she's drowning and you're her only lifeline to sanity. "Yeah... maybe," she whispers hoarsely into your ear, breathing heavily as her body trembles with desire. "Maybe I am desperate..."
A groan escapes her lips as you find her G-spot with your skillful fingers and begin to manipulate her, teasing and pleasuring until she's on the edge of orgasm. Her hips grind against your hand in an uncoordinated rhythm, seeking release from this tormented desire that consumes her.
"Yeah... please," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back further as waves of pleasure wash over her. "Fuck me..." Her words are barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing and the slap of skin against skin. With each thrust of your fingers, another wave crests, pushing her closer to the edge until finally, with a keening cry, she comes, her body shuddering violently as she releases all tension and anger onto you.
A few long moments pass before she regains enough composure to speak again. "There..." she pants heavily, looking up at you through half-lidded eyes. "That was... nice." A small smirk curls the corner of her mouth as she adds quietly, almost mockingly, "For a little guy with a tiny dick."
She chuckles softly before leaning forward to place a kiss on your collarbone. "But you know what they say... it's not the size of the ship, but the motion of the ocean." Her voice trails off teasingly as she glances down between your bodies, clearly indicating where else one could apply that saying.
With a playful smirk curving her lips upward once more, Hitomi reaches out to unbutton your pants and lower them, revealing his erection already straining against the fabric of his boxers. "Now," she murmurs as she pushes him down onto the couch, "let's see what you can do with that little dick of yours." Her eyes glint with anticipation as her fingers brush against the hem of your underwear, slowly working to pull them downward.
As you feel the cool air caress your length, your heart races with anticipation and desire. She straddles you, leaning forward so her breasts graze against your chest as she reaches between them to grasp your cock. "Ah," she breathes out heavily, stroking it once before guiding the head of it towards her wetness.
With a single, determined thrust, she impales herself on you, groaning deeply as your cock stretches her tight opening. Her eyes roll back in her head and her body trembles with pleasure as she begins to ride you, taking control and demanding satisfaction from this small but powerful man beneath her.
Moaning and grinding her hips against his, she meets each thrust with equal force, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm of lust and anger. "Fuck," she hisses out through gritted teeth, arching her back as she feels the familiar heat pool low in her abdomen.
Her nails dig into your shoulders as she nears orgasm once again, relishing the power she has over you and this moment. And for just a second, as their bodies twist together and release, she forgets about everything else - the money, the pain, the loneliness, the shame. In this brief, fleeting moment, she's free... and it feels fucking amazing.
He smerk back "Your enjoying this little dick huh?"
Hitomi lets out a laugh, low and throaty as she continues to move her hips in a steady rhythm. "Maybe," she says with a smirk, leaning down to run her tongue along your jaw before nipping at your earlobe. "But don't you ever forget that it's not the size of the ship... it's the motion of the ocean." Her words are laced with sarcasm, but there's a hint of truth hidden beneath them, and she knows you can feel it just as much as she can.
She digs her fingers deeper into your shoulders, arching her back even further as she feels herself drawing closer to another orgasm. "But," she adds with a breathy moan, "I think I'd like to see how far we could go with something bigger..." Her eyebrow arches suggestively, and for a moment, you can see the old Hitomi peeking out from behind her smirk.