Story Eight: Taboo.
Warning: As the title suggested this involves sex between family, though not blood related. A bit of voyeurism/exhibition, and I guess, NTR? Pure smut, Consensual Non-Consent.
"Good job everyone, let's call it a day. We start early tomorrow." Mitsuru sent the boys to the showers as he discussed with the other coaches. After a hard day of practice, the soccer team was tired but ready for their first game in about two weeks.
"Man, you sure ran them ragged." Zorome, one of the coaches murmured, beaming in approval. "Bet their muscles are singing Kumbaya right now."
"Yeah, want them ready but not worn out for the game." Mitsuru replied, nodding his head as the other coaches headed off to the other side of the field. He was just a temp coach for the local state university, filling in for his cousin, Hiro who was out of the country with his wife Zero Two for their honeymoon. Mitsuru had played for the Argentea Rebels before he was forced to take over his father's company when the old man retired.
It may be just a temp job, but some of the press got wind of it and was bound to show up for his first game since the forced retirement, even if as a coach, not the center back position he'd played before. Mitsuru wanted to show everyone, especially if there are scouts watching, that these boys got what it takes.
Glancing at his wristwatch, he walked through the double doors of the locker room, heading for his office which was located at the west side. Male laughter and rowdy voices of the soccer varsity team greeted him as he walked past the rows of lockers, but Mitsuru was oblivious to it until he heard something that made him stop short.
Kokoro. His sister's step-daughter. His step-niece.
"Who would have thought little dorky Kokoro would fill out like that? Damn, that chick now has a pair of bazooms! Never had a boyfriend before right? Bet her pussy is tighter than a vice."
"Yeah, I'll be her first. I plan on popping her cherry after the school dance. She's gonna be all mine."
Mitsuru clenched his fists in an effort not to rip through the lockers separating him from the boys on the other side. He recognized their voices, he knew it was Hitoshi who was the one talking about fucking her. It took everything in him not to march in there and just strangle the boy with his bare hands. He fought to take deep breaths and keep his temper under control, knowing he can't beat up a student, no matter how—
"I saw that hickey you left under her ear. Nice way to mark your territory, Hitoshi." It was followed by the sound of a slap on the back.
"Oh yeah. Gotta let everybody know she's already taken."
"How far have you two gone?" Someone else asked, making Mitsuru grit his teeth. These fuckers were discussing Kokoro as if she's just a piece of meat.
"She fucking goes crazy when I suck on her. Her left nipple is more sensitive than the right one. The other night, she'd let me finger her little pussy while my mouth played with her tits. Damn, her cunt is so tight, it's going to strangle my cock."
Mitsuru's vision went red and he was dangerously close to just stomping to where Hitoshi was and haul his sorry ass to the ground and beat him to a bloody pulp.
"Mitsuru? You okay, buddy?" The voice of the other coach, Zorome broke through his murderous thoughts. He's the only reason why Hitoshi was still in one piece right now.
"Yeah. I'm...I'm okay." Mitsuru said through gritted teeth. This kind of talk happened anywhere when guys gather together, not just locker rooms, but he didn't care. This was Kokoro they were talking about.
"Hitoshi! On your feet!" His voice boomed throughout the locker room and Hitoshi sprang up from the bench looking like a scared little shit. Good. The sight of his pale face calmed him down a bit, only a bit. He still wanted to rip his fucking throat out.
Mitsuru slammed the soccer playbook on the bench. "I don't know what kind of locker room crap Hiro puts up with, but while I'm here, you go by my rules. If I hear anything like the conversation I just heard ever again, you'll all be warming the bench on game day." It didn't matter if he sounded like a prissy old granny to these boys, he's beyond enraged. They were talking about Kokoro and he's blinded by anger but didn't care. "Everybody clear on this?"
"Yes, Coach Mori." They chorused in unison.
Without another word, he picked up the playbook and stormed into his office, and threw it down on the desk. Gathering his things from his personal locker, he headed for the private shower room installed at the back of his office.
Mitsuru pressed his forehead against the cool tile as he let the water cascade over his heated body. His cock stood at half-mast, whether from possessive anger or simple thoughts of Kokoro, he couldn't tell. All he knew was that she has gotten so deep in his skin, all it took was the mention of her name to send him over the edge. That little fucker Hitoshi boasted he gave her that mark, laid claim to her body as if he had the right to break in her tight little pussy.
Mitsuru knew he was only working himself up, but couldn't help the treacherous thoughts. Impatiently he rinsed off the suds from his body and shut off the shower. Minutes later he slicked back his wet hair with his fingers and pulled on his faded jeans and plain black shirt. Glancing at the wall clock, Mitsuru paused and the barest hint of a smile made his expression soften by a small degree. Kokoro's last class has just ended for the day. He'd looked up her classes on the university computer system and memorized her schedule for each day, he knew where she'd be at any particular time while on campus.
Right about now, she should be on her way to the parking lot, about to head home. Mitsuru grabbed his keys and stormed out of his office. The locker room was now unsurprisingly empty.
He got into his truck and slammed the door, cranking it up and hit the gas. He'd got to get to Kokoro. He needed to see her right this fucking instant to calm the beast prowling inside of him.
His dick pushed against the front of his jeans, hard and insistent, twitching at the knowledge of what's coming. Tonight, he'd get a taste of his sweet little Kokoro.
While he had intended to do this after the soccer game, Hitoshi's words got him seething mad. That little shit thought to get her cherry? Did he think to fuck her little cunt and nut in her? Well, screw him!
Mitsuru had been planning this for about a week now to let some douchebag ruin it all. He scoffed at that thought. This wasn't planning, more like obsessing, and it had invaded his every thought.
Tonight. It had to be tonight. He could no longer wait.
That she was his step-niece didn't matter a whit to his cock. Nothing could ever stop him from getting to her, nothing could protect her from him. Not his sister, not her father, certainly not his conscience. She's his.
After driving a while, Mitsuru took a turn into a dirt road which was a shortcut. He parked his truck at the side and waited. Each day, after she'd left school, Kokoro took the same route home, passing this very woods that has a jogging trail. But this late afternoon, the forest park was deserted. Just perfect for his plans.
Glancing over to the passenger seat beside him, Mitsuru picked up the pictures he'd taken of her. All in the buff. Being related to her by marriage made it easy to access the house where she lived with her father Hachi and stepmom Nana, Mitsuru's elder sister. He had slipped the little camera around her bedroom and bathroom, no one has discovered them yet, least of all, Kokoro.
Of course, he always had his eyes on her. She'd been his from the day he first saw her. A sweet, unsuspecting sophomore studying culinary arts at the state university. So innocent and pure. They've met when Nana introduced her then fiance Hachi and his daughter to her family over a year ago. Mitsuru had battled dirty, carnal thoughts about Kokoro since then. He knew it was wrong, that he should stay away, but forbidden fruit had always tasted the sweetest. There's no helping it. It simply was just the way of the world.
Kokoro may not know this, but she needed him as much as he needed her. And no one else can have her.
He didn't care how much she'd fight this. He knew she wanted it, wanted it as much as he did. A dark part of him hoped she'll fight him, it will only make his cock harder and her submission all the more sweeter. By the end of this weekend, she'll know who she belonged to. Certainly not to that little fucker Hitoshi. Her life will begin and end with Mitsuru, and he'll accept nothing less.
Mitsuru released a long sigh as he forced his fingers to unclench. The mere thought of anyone else wanting her, of that dipshit sniffing around her set his teeth on edge. No one else can have her. No one.
He looked at the pictures to calm himself down. The photos ranged from her taking a shower, soaping her huge, firm tits, her fingers slipped between her pussy lips as she cleansed herself. A few shots were of her in various state of undress, but his favorite was the one where Kokoro was masturbating in bed.
In that picture, she tempted him with her creamy pale thighs spread open, fingers stroking that pink pussy, driving him mad with need for the sweet little cunt. He didn't like that it wasn't him making her cum, even if that someone else was her. She belonged to him, all of her. That included her orgasms. He will have to set that record straight soon.
He knew how crazy he sounded, jealous because she got herself off, but Mitsuru didn't care, because when it came to her, he's beyond insane.
There's no going back.
It wasn't just pictures of her he had stolen. He took her diary too. For a moment, a small smile spread through his usual stern face. Who would have thought little Kokoro kept an old fashioned diary? A fucking diary just like days of old! He thought it was cute and adorable and...very, very convenient.
Now he knew what things she thought of when she touched herself. Innocent and pure little Kokoro has dirty fantasies. And he's going to give her exactly what she wanted, even if she pleaded for him to stop, and yes, there would be plenty of begging for sure once he got his hands on her. But he would show her no mercy. He would show her exactly what happened to little girls who teased men beyond their limits.
Mitsuru could already hear her soft, little voice begging him in his mind and he grunted as pre-cum leaked from his cock. Damn. That girl really got him good.
He pressed a kiss to her face on one of the photos and stacked them back together before sliding them in the diary he hid in the glove box. Just then, he heard the distant sound of a car engine and smiled.
She'd walked straight into his trap.
He slid out of his truck and walked in the middle of the dirt road and waited for her red car to approach.
It was the last day of the semester, he knew that she has plans for this evening to celebrate out with her friends. Well too bad. He had other ideas. He had waited long enough for this day and he won't be denied. She's going to make it up to him with her pussy, her mouth, her ass, and her complete and utter submission. Nothing else will satisfy him.
He had been hanging by a thin thread around her and his control had steadily eroded. He needed to touch her, to stretch that soft little pussy with his cock, and maybe just maybe it would cool some of the raging desire she had ignited.
She did this to him. Turned him into this irrational beast. Never in his whole life had felt this need for anyone. She had roused the inner animal in him and god help her, but she's going to take him. Only she will do. No one else can take her place. Since the day he'd met her, he barely looked at another woman.
Kokoro. She had ruined him. And she's going to pay for it.
Somehow she'd insinuated herself into his system, and nothing could get her out. So now she's going to give him what he needed. What they both needed. He's going to make her wrap those pretty, plump lips around his cock and suck him, milk every ounce of lust out of his body.
He's going to fuck each of her holes until she was dripping full of his cum, then he would fill her some more and then maybe...just maybe he could finally calm down.
Kokoro slowed down as she saw him, then pulled over when he motioned for her to park at the side. Of course, she knew him, wouldn't suspect a thing. He's her step-uncle after all even if there are only five years age gap between them.
"Uncle Mitsuru?" She said softly as she rolled down her window even as he reached her car door. "Is something wrong?"
Damn, but the word 'uncle' made his cock twitch like nothing ever did. It was supposed to remind him that this was wrong, that he should stay far, far away and leave her alone. Not to defile her. But his cock wasn't having any of it. It wanted her, and wanted her right fucking now.
Her big, cerulean eyes looked up at him in concern, her bottom lip trembling and it drove him crazy. Her whole look screamed 'innocent', 'pure' and he couldn't wait to turn her into his little slut. Oh, the things he's going to make her do for him and no one will ever know. It will be their little secret. A piece of her that only he possessed.
He's going to make her his. That made him a selfish bastard, but Mitsuru didn't care. He had spent all his life living by the fucking rules, but one look at her and it all came crashing down. No doubt about it, he would break every law on earth to have Kokoro.
No one would ever love her as much as he did. No one would treat her better than he ever will. He would make her happy. Soon she'll be truly his. The waiting was finally over.
"Kokoro baby, I need you to step out of the car." Her eyes widened at his use of 'Kokoro baby'. But before she could speak another word, Mitsuru reached through the window to unlock her car and opened it.
"What is this all about?" Kokoro asked as she unhooked her seatbelt and stepped out of the car. He gestured towards his truck and she complied. Her sweet vanilla scent wafted to his nose and he almost gave in to the urge to grab her by the arms and smother his face against her neck.
She was wearing a pale green sundress that brought out the lustrous glow of her skin. She wasn't very tall, but had curves to drive any man to his knees. And he both loved and hated how easy she made it easy for anyone to access her pussy, so easy to slide his hands up her thighs and rip her panties to the side and just shove into her tight cunt. The mere idea of another man having the same thoughts about her brought back the anger in full force. No one but him will ever be sliding into her sweet pussy, if he has to break a thousand hands to enforce it, so be it.
"A little bird told me that you and your friend Miku were smoking weed under the bleachers."
Kokoro gasped at the false charge. "That's ridiculous! You know I wouldn't do such a thing!"
"Do I?" Mitsuru murmured.
"It's true we were standing under the bleachers but...but..."
"But what? You were just there to gawk at your boyfriend at the soccer field, is that it?"
Kokoro blushed, giving away her guilt.
Mitsuru grunted, his green eyes took on that intense glint that made other men bigger than him take a step back.
"You know how I feel about that."
Kokoro gasped as he slammed his hands at either side of her hips, caging her with his body against the truck, but she raised her chin to meet his eyes in defiance. "Nothing wrong with wanting to admire my boyfriend. I didn't interrupt practice or anything. I stood a good distance away."
"I don't want to talk about that." He growled. "Now hand over that blunt."
Kokoro looked outraged enough to spit. "I don't have any!"
"Liar." Mitsuru said, almost smirking deviously. "My source won't lie, no reason to. Hand them over now or else."
"Or else what?" Despite her false bravado, her voice trembled, making him grin wider.
"You'll just have to make me search for it myself, don't you?"
"What!?" She gasped in outrage, her blue eyes huge with disbelief.
"You heard me. Now turn around, hands on the truck, sweetheart. This should be quick."
"I can't believe this!" Kokoro protested. "I'm not a child, even if you are my step-uncle!"
"It's best that you just follow my orders, baby." He murmured with a smirk. "We could do this the hard way if you insist."
"You wouldn't." Her eyes were huge as she stared at the handcuffs dangling at the end of his finger.
"Try me."
She clearly wanted to protest, but Kokoro slowly turned around, doing as he commanded.
Mitsuru knelt down and started with her ankles. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes huge. "Have to be thorough, sweetheart. You'd be shocked to know what kids can hide these days."
"Just get it over with." She muttered, sounding bratty. "I have plans for this evening and I don't want to be late."
"Is that so?" He murmured, slowly moving his hands up. When he reached her knees, he smiled as he heard her breathing pick up. "Any chance this plan of yours involved your boyfriend?"
Her breath began to come out in little gasps when he reached her mid thighs. "Please don't." Kokoro said in a shaky whisper.
"I haven't done anything...yet." He murmured in a foreboding tone. He rubbed his cheek against the curve of her full, lush butt. Kokoro squeaked then jumped a little when he bit her softly through the soft fabric of her dress.
"Mitsuru! What are you doing?!" She tried to jerk away, but he got his hands locked around her inner thighs, keeping her in place.
"Oh god, baby." He groaned as he rose up, pressing her body into the truck with his. Mitsuru nuzzled against her neck, making her shiver. "You smell so good. Did you wear this for your boyfriend? Were you going to meet him tonight?"
A sound of protest escaped her lips when he began to rub his hard cock against her ass, it should have made him pause, should have made him question his actions, but the need to cool his lust took over. "Shit." Mitsuru muttered beneath his breath as he brushed his lips against her nape. Instead of cooling him down, the feel of her soft body only made his balls heavier, dying to release his cum inside her.
"Don't fight me, Kokoro." He warned in a rough voice as he reached around her front and bunched up her dress. Then without warning, he slid his hand down her stomach and cupped her pussy. "You're so warm."
He'd hoped her sweet scent, her delicious warmth would calm the beast prowling inside him. But when his fingers brushed against a wet spot on her panties, all control snapped.
"You better have been thinking about me." The idea that someone else was responsible for her arousal drove him fucking insane. He'd never known jealousy until Kokoro came into his life.
"Mitsuru!" She squeaked when he suddenly yanked the driver side door of his truck then roughly shoved her in.
"What...listen...you—" He didn't allow her to complete even a simple sentence as Kokoro sat behind the wheel for an instant, just an instant as he was soon pushing her over and climbing in beside her. It was an old-style truck with one long bench in front instead of two separate seats.
She reached for the door handle on the other side but found it missing, trapping her inside. "What got into you?" She asked as Mitsuru pulled his door closed, locking them in his truck.
"Come here, sweetheart." He reached for her wrist and tugged her closer. He curled his hand around her nape and slowly pulled her towards his lap. "Suck me, Kokoro."
She shivered at his rough command.
"Do it. You've been parading that pink pussy before me long enough, taunting me. Now you're going to take care of this."
"But...we're..." She looked around as if she could find anyone that would help her. The forest park remained silent, not a single soul out there for miles.
"You better take the edge off or I'd fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk afterwards." Mitsuru muttered as he pulled his cock free from his pants. He was huge. Fully erect. The hair at his groin was dark, trimmed close to his skin.
Kokoro licked her lips nervously. "If...if I do this for you...you'll let me go?"
Mitsuru's grip on her neck tightened and he went completely still.
"Do you like sucking dicks?" He asked, his voice taking on a dangerous tone.
Kokoro gazed at his length as if seeing a cock for the first time. She winced as she felt her pussy clench involuntarily at the thought of taking the huge monster in.
"I've only ever done this with my boyfriend, and he's nowhere near as demanding as you." Kokoro murmured, not meeting his eyes.
"Is that so? Doesn't matter, I'm about to show you how I like it. Now open up and let me fuck that throat. Watch the teeth."
After a slight hesitation, Kokoro parted her lips and allowed him to slide his cock in.
"What? Boyfriend got a small dick? Come on baby, you can take more than this."
She relaxed her throat and allowed him to sink deeper. But it wasn't enough, she still couldn't take a good amount of him,
"Use both hands."
She did as he ordered and wrapped her hands around the base of his cock, tightening and massaging. He smelled so good, something woodsy and clean, probably the shower gel he used, heat radiated from him. Unable to help herself, Kokoro traced the bottom ridge with the tip of her tongue, as if exploring him, acquainting herself with his taste, his textures. Mitsuru hissed, hips bucking from the seat as some of his cum leaked into her mouth.
While this wasn't the first time she'd done this, Kokoro had never tried to deepthroat anyone. Her boyfriend had been content to let her set the pace and depth. Mitsuru wasn't that patient.
"I want more." He was achingly erect. Hard. Thick. He fisted his hand around his cock and pumped back and forth.
He guided the tip back to her lips and brushed it against her lush lips. "Take me deeper, Kokoro." he commanded. "Let me fuck your mouth." After the slightest hesitation, Kokoro complied, and he immediately plunged deep into her mouth. He felt like velvet on her tongue, rock hard.
"Don't resist me, sweetheart. I'll show you how it's done. Nothing like that kid's play your boyfriend taught you."
Kokoro relaxed hesitantly and allowed Mitsuru to take over. Giving him free rein to use her mouth as he wished. His hands shook as they framed her face, and pulled her closer to his groin.
"Fuck." He growled, throwing back his head as he slid deep, the blunt crown of his cock hitting that softness in the deep part of her throat. He released her when Kokoro gagged. "Breathe through your nose, in between my thrusts."
He didn't give her time to process the instruction. He pushed his cock deep until the hair at his groin tickled her nose. "Breathe." Mitsuru ordered as he withdrew again slightly, then just as she had taken in another breath, he thrust back into her throat once more.
Kokoro gagged as his cock pushed deep, but he didn't seem to mind. His fingers tangled into her hair, holding her head as he began to rock his hips. Harder and deeper he continued to thrust, forcing her to adjust, to learn his rhythm. Just when she was getting the hang of it, Mitsuru held her in place, fucking her mouth with ruthless abandon. There was no longer any gentleness in his possession. He took her with savage abandon, leaving no doubt that he owned her mouth now.
A low groan rumbled from his chest, and her body tightened involuntarily. While Mitsuru set the pace, she was giving him pleasure, unraveling his tight control with each stroke of her tongue.
Several times Kokoro thought he was on the verge of his release, then he'd slow down, holding himself still in her mouth until he regained control once more. It became a game of tug of war. She wanted to make him come, Mitsuru seemed determined to make this last.
More of his cum leaked into her mouth and she swallowed convulsively, moaning around his cock as she felt the shudders that worked through his body. "Fuck, your mouth feels so good." He pulled away and fisted his cock once more. "Show me your tongue." He rubbed the huge blunt head against her soft lips then began to tap it against the pad of her tongue. "Such a quick learner." He murmured darkly, then resumed the deep strokes to the back of her throat.
A part of her screamed she should hate this, hate how he was forcing her, that she should fight him, but he'd also awakened a dark spark within her that was somehow getting off on this.
"I'm close, Kokoro." Mitsuru whispered hoarsely. "Swallow it all, sweetheart, taste my pleasure." His thrusts became more urgent. Uninhibited, less controlled, almost crude. He pounded against her mouth without mercy and Kokoro realized she wanted more. All of him. Gone were the thoughts of her boyfriend. This was the man she truly wanted.
The first hot spurt of his release hit the back of her throat like a shock. For a moment Kokoro held his cum in her mouth, unable to swallow fast enough in her surprise. More spilled onto her tongue. Creamy and salty-sweet. Masculine and strong. As she swallowed, Mitsuru continued to thrust in and out of her mouth, his movements less urgent now as the last of his orgasm shuddered through his loins. He sank to the back of her throat once more and stayed there, locked against her mouth.
"Suck." Mitsuru said in a guttural voice. "Suck me to the very last drop, Kokoro." She obeyed, swallowing and listening to his moans of pleasure as she milked the last drops of his cum from his cock. Finally, he pulled away from her mouth and released his grip on her hair. Mitsuru gazed down at her, warm approval and pleasure glistening in his eyes. "Oh god, sweetheart, that was so good."
With one thumb he wiped a drop of cum from the corner of her mouth and slid it inside her mouth, Kokoro instinctively licked his thumb without being told to.
"My turn." He murmured as he pulled her towards him, kissing her surprised mouth.
"Don't resist me, Kokoro. It's better that I get your little pussy nice and soft for my cock or it would hurt." He rasped. "I want to wear out your cunt so you'd know who's been there."
"But you said you'd let me go..." She protested.
"Sweetheart, I said nothing of that sort. You came to that conclusion on your own." He chuckled, making her gasp as he yanked her panties to her ankles before she could blink twice. "You're soaking wet." He announced, much to her embarrassment, Kokoro whimpered when Mitsuru shamelessly began to sniff her underwear as if it was the most exotic perfume.
"Look at you." He murmured as he parted her thighs to stare at her pussy. "So wet and pink, you liked sucking my dick."
"I..I did not!" She denied, refusing to meet his eyes even as her blush deepened.
"Liar. You're dripping wet, my seat will smell of your pussy for a while, won't it?"
At his dirty words, her pussy clenched involuntarily making him groan. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. This will be our little secret, won't it?"
"Please, just let me go." Kokoro whispered. "This...this isn't right, your sister is my step-mom."
"We didn't ask for your father to marry my sister. It's not our fault...besides, we're not related by blood." Mitsuru countered, reaching out to brush the soft skin of her inner thigh with his fingers, but always skipping the pink flesh that was begging for his touch.
"Oh...oh god." She whimpered as desire made her whole body flush, unable to hide her lust for him any more than he could soften the cock that stood proudly erect at the mere sight of her.
"You can still call me Uncle if that will make you feel better." He suggested wickedly.
Before she could protest, he lowered his head to her pussy, nuzzling at her soft folds. "Stay still, sweetheart. You know you need this." He murmured when she tried to buck her hips away, but his hands kept her firmly in place.
"I'm going to taste this pussy before I fuck you, even if I have to wait until daybreak with you pinned down beneath me."
She ceased to struggle as if finally giving in to his demands. Mitsuru smiled and brushed his lips against the patch of hair at her mons. "That's right, lie still and let Uncle Mitsuru taste this little pussy."
Kokoro whimpered when he inhaled deeply, taking in her scent before he licked the cream that dripped from the tiny slit. "Goddamn, love your taste, baby."
"Stop it, please." She moaned, but they both knew she didn't mean it. At least her body didn't, unconsciously arching against his mouth, begging for more.
Her hands reached for his head, and for an instant, she tried to push him away. Then her fingers threaded into his dark hair and pulled him closer.
"Mitsuru...oh god, don't!" She gasped again, but her breath hitched at the throat as her climax neared. In response, he slipped in a finger into her wet cunt and sought her sweet spot as he continued to lick her clit.
Her body silently tightened and arched off the seat like a bow. A deep crimson flush traveled across her body even as a soft cry escaped her lips as she climaxed.
Mitsuru looked down at her with triumph in his eyes as he licked his finger clean. "You're mine, Kokoro. I'll show you exactly how much you belong to me."
Her eyes were still dazed as she looked up at him, breathing erratically, the moment she realized he was hovering over her, Kokoro tried to sit up.
"Get on your knees. I want you from behind." Mitsuru muttered through gritted teeth as he shoved his jeans to his knees and began to obscenely jerk his cock with his fist.
Kokoro tried to say something, but he didn't allow her to finish. Grabbing her by the waist, he turned her over on her stomach and bunched her dress high above her hips.
"On your knees now, baby. I'm ready to fuck."
"Mitsuru...please..." She said in a voice so soft he almost missed it.
"Please what?" He growled as he leaned over her to nibble the outer shell of her ear.
"Please don't do this." Her voice was shaky, lacked conviction. "I don't know what I did, but please...I love my boyfriend, he's everything to me. So please...don't."
"Liar." He breathed against her ear, "Your pussy is clearly begging for my attention. You're dripping wet. You want me. Just admit it."
"I'm just...sweaty." She said, the slick wetness dripping down her inner thigh betrayed the falseness of her own words. "Oh god, this is wrong!...You're...you're my step-uncle."
"Yeah? But your body doesn't care. Can't you feel how wet you are?"
Before she could take another breath, he was mounting her from behind, crude, barbaric, infinitely possessive, Kokoro nearly choked on another plea when he teased the slick entrance of her pussy with the tip of his cock.
Using one hand to guide his dick, he used the other to spread the soft folds open and positioned himself against her tight entrance. As soon as she felt the tip nudge at her tiny slit, she tried to get away but he yanked her towards him. Hard. "Mitsuru!" Kokoro cried out as he forced her open with a single savage thrust. Before she could release another breath, he was in her so deep she cried out in shock.
"Goddamn." He groaned, throwing his head back as he fought for control. "So fucking tight."
She shuddered as he growled, the low sound vibrated against her skin.
She was small, tight but he encountered no resistance. "What the fuck? No cherry for me? Guess your boyfriend got it before I did."
Kokoro gasped as he gave her another thrust, this time harder. Deeper. Mitsuru wasn't gentle or easy. He fucked her brutally, his hips slapping against her ass.
"I'm so disappointed in you." He growled, grabbing her hair in his fist and tugging back her head.
"Please..." Kokoro pleaded in a small voice as tears pricked the corner of her eyes.
"Boyfriend hasn't broken you in or he got a small dick. Damn, you're so small...so tight." He released her hair to grasp the curves of her ass, spreading her wider with his thumbs, watching the slick moisture that seeped through their joined flesh, coating his dick with her arousal.
She sheathed him with unbearable tightness, felt so good he nearly lost it. He nuzzled against her nape as he thrust forward again, forcing her to open around him, but her body fought his invasion. Mitsuru grunted in pleasure then kissed her shoulder as he pressed forward relentlessly, not budging an inch as he forced her soft pussy to accept more of his length into her.
Kokoro turned her head to the side, about to appeal to him when the sight of his face made her pause. His green eyes glittered. Wild. So unlike his usual controlled, cool stare.
"Mitsuru..." She gasped, feeling small and helpless. His entry was a shock, no matter how wet and slippery she got, sex with her boyfriend had always been sweet and gentle, nothing like this. Mitsuru felt so big and hard, she wondered if it was even possible for him to go any deeper.
But soon, she didn't have to wonder. He withdrew and then shoved his cock right back in, hammering against that tight resistance that denied him deeper access, opening her ruthlessly with the force of his thrusts.
All the while his gaze was fastened on her. Dark. Possessive. Primal. It should have scared her, should have made her wary, instead, her pussy clenched around him before surrendering with a rush of slick moisture, easing his way in.
Mitsuru's face was drawn with harsh lines as he kept a tight leash on his control. His lips thin and flat, and his nostrils flared even as he powered into her again. Taking all that he could claim, more than what she can give, sparing her none.
He sank into her body, his cock sliding through the tight opening until his groin met the curve of her ass. His balls pressed against her pussy, both of them gasping and moaning as he rotated his hips, stretching her impossibly even more as he rubbed his sac over the softness of her folds, coating himself with her arousal.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." He groaned through clenched teeth as he finally sank to the hilt. That first feeling, that timeless instant her pussy completely sheathed him was almost more than he could bear.
After grinding against that sensitive spot that only his cock could reach, over and over until she almost crested, he suddenly stopped without warning, making Kokoro cry out in protest. She bit her lip but was unable to stop the frustrated whimpers that escaped her throat as he slowly withdrew from her, his hard cock rasping against tight, swollen flesh that trembled uncontrollably.
"Oh no sweetheart." Mitsuru said in a husky voice as he nipped her ear with a tiny bite. "You're not getting off that easy." And then fisted his hand around his dick, tapping the small opening of her pussy with the blunt head, tormenting her with rapid, shallow thrusts. He played with her slit, making rude popping noises as the broad tip stroked the sensitive pink lining again and again.
"Mitsuru...please...oh god, stop teasing me!"
"You owe me. Kokoro. Your virginity should be mine alone." Mitsuru murmured in that dark, low voice that made her tremble. "I'll have it one way or another."
"No! Please...anything but that!" She tried to pull away as the huge head of his cock nudged against her back entrance. With that size of his, there's no doubt he'll rip her apart!
His dark chuckle made her spine tingle. "So boyfriend never fucked this cute little butt. Great. Looks like you saved something for me after all."
But instead of thrusting into her ass as she had feared, his cock went back to teasing her clit. She was so slippery wet and so sensitive, her hips bucked at the first touch of their flesh.
"Sweet, sweet Kokoro." He whispered against her skin as he kissed the small of her back. "Your mouth keeps on denying that you want me, but this one is more honest." He nudged against the entrance of her pussy again, teasing her with shallow thrusts before pulling away, making her groan helplessly from frustration.
"Don't believe me?" Mitsuru reached around to curl his hand against her soft flesh, cupping her pussy as if he owned it. "Can you hear the dirty sounds your cunt is making?"
"Stop it!" Kokoro gasped as she tried to pull away again, but he had her caged with his body, all she could do was stay in place and accept whatever he wanted to do to her.
"That's right, you know fighting me is useless." He licked the side of her neck as his fingers continued to play with the slick wetness between her thighs. "You're so wet, so slippery, practically begging to be fucked."
"No...no..." She shook her head as if to emphasize her words, or to convince herself.
"Little liar." He breathed against her ear, gathering more of her slippery moisture with his fingers then slowly, lazily circled her clit. Kokoro moaned, still shaking her head as she tried to fight off the sensation.
Mitsuru groaned as her pussy became more and more wet, her arousal practically dripping down her inner thighs, and the need to thrust all the way inside her was beginning to take its toll on his own control.
"Please..." Kokoro begged, but she didn't try to pull away from him.
"Please what?" He asked, nearly losing it as he saw her pink pussy contract, silently begging for him. He knew from the increasing heat of her skin, the way her breathing accelerated that she was about to cum.
He pulled his finger away, not giving her the release her body was screaming for and Kokoro gave a strangled cry.
"Mitsuru...please..." She begged again, but it wasn't enough. He wanted more, so much more from her.
"Baby, this cock is all yours." He murmured in that dark, low voice. "All you've got to do is take it."
"Please don't do this." She whimpered. "I...I can't..."
"Oh you certainly can, sweetheart. All you got to do is press your hips back against me and fuck yourself with my cock."
"No...oh god...no..." She gasped, making him chuckle.
She screamed in frustration when he pressed about two inches in only to pull out again, stoking her lust, tormenting her with the aching emptiness that gnawed at her very soul.
"You're really a little slut for it."
"Don't...don't call me that!" Kokoro gasped brokenly.
"Why not?" Mitsuru said in a rough voice. "You're letting your uncle do all these dirty things to your body." He continued to play with the slick wetness of her pussy until she was brought close to tears, almost delirious with her need to be taken, filled, torn apart by his cock.
"Please..." Kokoro whimpered, arching her back, her hips moving restlessly, silently begging. "Please take the ache away."
Mitsuru went completely still at her desperate words. Unable to resist her, his body flattened her against the seat, making her scream his name as he filled her in one savage thrust of his hips.
There was no finesse in his movements, no attempt at civility. He fucked her roughly, crude and primitive.
"I wanted to take my time and enjoy this, but one word from you and I'm ready to rut into you like an animal." He buried his face against the crook of her neck and began pumping into her with such strength that took her by surprise. She knew he was huge, knew that he wouldn't be gentle, but the punishing drive of his hips drove all the air from her lungs.
Kokoro muffled a cry of desire as she felt him slide deeper into her, fucking every inch of her cunt, forcing her to stretch and accomodate his big dick where she couldn't accept anymore. His cock hammered at her pussy, stretching her entrance with each thrust. She had never been taken this way, her boyfriend had always been a gentle lover, so considerate of her. But this man made no attempt to pleasure her equally, just using her for his own needs.
"Dammit...still fucking tight." He growled, "It's going to take me months of riding you before you're fully broken in, aren't you?"
"You're just so big." Kokoro gasped as if realizing what she'd just said.
"The size will please you once you're able to take all of me with one stroke." Mitsuru rasped, nuzzling against her neck.
He stretched her impossibly taut, almost to the point of pain. It was inexplicably...delicious. To be filled and ravaged by his thick, huge cock. Each time Mitsuru forced himself back into her, Kokoro felt a tiny ripple of pain followed by sharply defined pleasure.
Steam fogged up the passenger window in front of her face as their combined labored breaths continued. The scent of sex and musk was strong in the confined space of the truck. The heavy, squelching noises of his cock battering her pussy almost drowned out the animalistic sounds they both couldn't contain.
"Never letting you go." Mitsuru growled against her shoulder. "Going to put my baby in you..."
Her eyes flew open at the word 'baby'. How could she have forgotten that he hadn't used a condom?
"That's it, Kokoro." He groaned, kissing the back of her neck. "Take my cock, my little sweet slut. I want to feel you gush around my dick, I want to feel your pussy squeeze and clench around me as you come."
"Mitsuru...you can't..." Kokoro stammered breathlessly as if finding it hard to speak.
"Can't what?"
"Don't...don't come...in me."
"I definitely can." She could hear the devious smirk in his voice.
"But...no...no condom...oh god." She cried out as her pussy clenched around him again, as if the thought of him cumming inside her turned her on even more.
He chuckled. "What's the matter?"
The laughter abruptly cut off in a groan as she pushed her hips against him, taking his cock deeper. She may have said she didn't want it, but her hips were begging him for it. The sight of her little pussy stretching taut around his thick cock almost sent him over the edge.
"Goddamn, you're so fucking perfect." Mitsuru groaned as he reached to touch her clit once more.
"No! Stop it!" Kokoro cried out, her hips moving restlessly, but not away from him.
Her body betrayed her words, and her hips began to tremble and shake from the ever increasing need. They both cried out when her hips rocked back, impaling herself on his cock.
"Mitsuru...wait..." She gasped, trying to reason with him. This was serious. They could get away with fucking in secret, but a baby was something they could never hide.
"Give me a good reason to." He murmured wickedly, squeezing her ass with both hands. "Can't you feel it? Your body is begging for it, begging for my cum. This naughty little cunt is clenching around me so tight right now, sucking me in, milking my cock."
His filthy words made her clench harder around him, making them both groan.
"I could get pregnant." Kokoro reasoned shakily, whimpering as her wet arousal dripped down her leg, betraying her lust.
"Holy shit. Are you trying to make me cum?" He growled even as he bucked his hips against her ass. "What happened to your pills?"
Her eyes widened as she looked back at him. "How...how did...?"
"That's right. They've gone missing, haven't they?" Mitsuru smirked at her. "Wonder how that happened."
"Oh god." Kokoro cried out as the realization hit her. He had taken them. She closed her eyes for a second then opened them again, giving him a pleading look.
"Please...don't do this." She said in a low voice.
"I should." Mitsuru countered, leaning closer to kiss the side of her face. "This will bind you forever to me. When your belly gets round and swollen with my child, everyone will know you belong to me."
"But...Mitsuru...oh god..." She tried to focus, to reason with him, but each sensuous thrust of his hard cock, battering against the mouth of her womb scattered her thoughts, rendering her mindless.
"I'm going to keep on stroking you just like this." He murmured hotly against her ear even as he reached around to her front, stroking her clit with gentle, light fingers. "If you come, then I'll give your greedy womb what it's craving for. If you don't want me to pump you full of my cum, you know what not to do."
"But that's...you're asking...the impossible." She looked at him as if he's gone mad, and maybe he has. She did this to him. Turned him into this crazed animal. Gone was the cool and collected man he'd always been. "Mitsuru!" She cried out as his cock hit that tender spot, knowing there's no way she could fight off the impending orgasm.
"Just tell everyone that you're mine." He whispered darkly against her hair, his hips continued to ram against her, battering that sensitive spot over and over again. "That you've let your step-uncle cum in your little pussy because he couldn't stay out of it. That he couldn't stop himself from fucking you over and over and planted his baby in you."
His words made her whole body clench, even as a small cry was torn from her lips.
"That's it, sweetheart. Let me hear you. Tell me how much you love uncle Mitsuru fucking you."
"Oh god. That's so dirty."
He chuckled as he felt her pussy clenched and cream a little more at his words. "I can't wait to get you pregnant." Mitsuru whispered as her body tensed up. "As soon as you come it will open up your cervix nice and soft for me, then I'm going to breed you."
Kokoro gasped, her fingers clawing the leather seat, on the verge of coming when they both saw something through the foggy glass.
A car drove through the lot and pulled up next to her red car.
Kokoro opened her mouth but just as she did, his big hand clamped over it.
"Don't even think about it." Mitsuru growled as he fucked her harder. "If they came over here and saw you like this, they'd want to join in on the fun."
She made a muffled sound against his palm as she watched the familiar bulk of a man step out of the black car and walked over to her vehicle.
Hitoshi. He'd taken the same route on his way to her house.
"Oh look who's here." Mitsuru murmured against her ear, making her tense. "What would he think if he sees you like this?"
Her body tightened even as she watched the varsity player slowly approach the truck while his coach ruts in her pussy like an animal.
Kokoro winced as she felt herself dripping in trepidation of what's about to happen next, but she was helpless to do anything else but accept the mindless pleasure.
"What the fuck?!" She jumped a little as she heard Hitoshi shout, panic and anger laced his voice.
But just as she raised her head and looked through the windshield and saw Hitoshi standing there, his mouth gaping open, his eyes round as saucers fixed on the couple fucking in the truck, Kokoro cried out into Mitsuru's palm when the orgasm ripped through her, harder than any she'd ever felt before.
She tensed up, her back arching like a cat, every bit of her on fire as she exploded around his fat cock.
"Fuck!" Mitsuru roared, his warm cum spurting deep inside her then dripped down her thighs, "Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!" He cursed through his savage thrusts, caught off guard by her climax that triggered his own.
"Hitoshi!" He roared in a voice that made her ears ring. "Take your eyes off what's mine or I'll rip them out and serve them for breakfast!"
Kokoro screamed as he punctuated each word with deep, punishing thrusts that shook the truck with brutal force.
Hitoshi scrambled back, tripping on his own feet, landing on his big ass on the concrete. He was up and running towards his car in two seconds flat, not wanting to see anymore.
"That little fucker." Mitsuru growled as he licked the side of her neck before nipping her skin.
"Mitsuru...he saw us." Kokoro groaned as he slowly pulled out of her, his cock dragging against her sensitive flesh that felt like it went forever because he's so big.
"So? I'll handle him." He turned her on her back on the leather seat, then thrust back inside her without warning, the warmth of his cum-coated dick instantly soothed the gnawing emptiness he'd left when he pulled out.
He smothered her reluctant protests with his mouth.
"That little shit was spreading rumors about you two today. I overheard him in the locker room." He muttered as he released her red, swollen lips.
"What did he say?" Kokoro breathed as she raised her hands to cup his face.
"That he gave you that mark on under your ear. Said that you're still a virgin and that he'd pop your cherry this Saturday after the school dance. Know anything about that?"
"You're seriously asking me that?" Her eyes went wide as she gazed up at him. "You're the one who gave me this hickey, and you were certainly responsible when I...um, lose my...you know..." She lost steam even as embarrassment turned her cheeks pink.
"That I got inside you first? Damn right." He reached to touch the hickey beneath her ear. "This mark is mine. You're mine. I laid claim to you first. I'm the one who fucked this little pussy nice and sweet and coated my dick with your virgin blood." His green eyes glittered with intensity as he gazed down at her and bucked his hips against her, making her whimper from the punishing hard thrust. "This is the only cock you'll ever know."
"Yes."
Mitsuru buried his face in her neck and bit and sucked her, leaving another mark for that fucker Hitoshi to see. He can tell anyone he wanted that he did it, but that dipshit knew well and good that Kokoro's claimed. Someone else is getting her sweet cunt, and it's certainly not him. Not ever.
She's still virgin tight, and though he kept thinking she'll loosen up at some point, Kokoro remained small and tight around him, he had to break in her little pussy each time they had sex.
Her cunt was nicely stretched around him now, able to receive him with relative ease and his strokes made loud squelching noises. "I want you to hear this sound even in your dreams."
A gust of laughter escaped her lips. "I never figured you'd be the jealous type."
"Yeah?" He leaned down to kiss her. Soft, gentle as if he wasn't punishing her pussy with deep, hard strokes of his cock. "Is that why you keep wearing these short dresses? Flaunting to the whole world what should be for my eyes only?"
"You don't have to be jealous." She murmured against his lips. "I never agreed to go to the dance with Hitoshi."
"Your parents aren't around to make you behave, so it has to be me. This is how your Uncle disciplines you. Just like this." He pulled out his cock and began to slap her clit with the broad head, making her squirm as he tormented her with rapid strokes.
"I can't...bear it..." Kokoro gasped, trying to squirm away but he held her in place.
"Is that so? Too bad. You're going to be a good girl and let Uncle get his fill of pussy..."
He wedged the head his cock inside her tight entrance, then fell flush on her soft body, thrusting the rest of his big cock into her slippery passage, unable to hold back a shout at the perfection of it.
"Shit. Shit. Shit." Mitsuru pummeled the leather seat with a fist, as if looking for an outlet to vent his uncontrollable lust. "Your pussy is barely big enough to take a cock, but you sure do try for Uncle."
Kokoro raised her knees and spread her legs, opening up for him just right. "Does that mean I'm a good girl?"
"Not today, you weren't." Mitsuru growled into her neck, bucking his hips. Hard. Again and again. Kokoro started to scream from the sheer force of his thrusts, but it was cut short when he covered a hand over her mouth and shook his head at her, warning glinting his green eyes.
"You scream loud enough and that little shit Hitoshi might come running back. He only saw me rutting in you, but he didn't get an eyeful of this pussy. And I wouldn't want anyone else to see this little cunt now, would I?"
Kokoro shook her head.
"Who's the only one who gets to see Uncle's treasure?"
He released her mouth to hear her answer. "Just you."
"That's right. Very good." He drew up her ankles, kissing each one as he draped her lithe, silky legs over his shoulders. There's no going back now. And he began to fuck her like a beast, making the truck rumble and shake from the brutality of his actions.
He even thought of dragging her to the edge of the woods, find a fallen tree and bend her over the trunk, rubbing his chest all over her unblemished body, marking her with his sweat, with his teeth. Hearing the slap of his own balls pounding off her ass, Mitsuru snarled louder with every thrust, low deep growls erupting from his chest.
Oh, she had really done it this time. Drove him beyond the point of insanity. All this dirty talk about being her uncle, and she, playing along with it.
"Did you plan this out? Made me mad, made me jealous so I'd force myself on you?" He accused raggedly as he pumped in and out of her incredibly small pussy.
"No." Kokoro gasped as if unable to catch her breath, her breasts bounced and jiggled from the force of his body fucking hers. "I'm...I'm a good girl."
"If you're a good girl, why do you make your Uncle want to do bad things?"
"I don't know! Mitsuru...oh god." She cried out as he began to batter that deep spot once more.
He was pounding her into the fucking seat, the leather kept her lower body from slipping so she doesn't slide an inch when he drove deep. Sheer perfection.
Fuck. He's about to bust soon, couldn't hold back much longer, not when she's too tight and sweet and wet for him. The base of his spine began to clench, his balls weren't even hitting her ass anymore, they were cinched up so tight ready to blow.
"Open your pretty legs wide. Uncle needs to come."
Kokoro obeyed, parting her legs as wide as the confined space of the truck allowed.
"That's my good girl. That's right, take my cum." He crooned against her temple as he thrust hard and deep, penetrating her soft pussy as much as his cock could plow into her. "Oh sweet baby...my sweet Kokoro!" He began to shudder, crying out as liquid heat shot up his cock, spurting again and again, drenching the mouth of her womb. So good. So fucking good. Christ Almighty.
As he released another spurt of his cum, Kokoro joined him and they flew over the edge together. Seeing her blue, hazy eyes as her orgasm overtook her made him come all the more harder, his hips fucking her inhumanly crazy to pump her cunt full of cum. And god help them both, she was milking it something fierce too, her greedy womb sucking it all up.
"There's never been a choice, baby." He rasped against her lips as he gave her another kiss despite feeling exhausted and sated. "Can't suit up, sure as hell can't pull out either. Not from pussy this sweet."
"You're insatiable." Kokoro gasped, trying to catch her breath.
"With you, I always am. " He leaned down to give her another kiss. "Get pregnant with my child soon, Kokoro. That's the only way to calm the beast inside me."
"After I graduate, it's just another year more." She murmured as she reached up to caress his jaw.
"I'm going to film myself sinking in between your legs. Going to film my cock stretching that pink, tight slit open. All that slapping and squelching. All that gooey mess. Going to film my cum dripping out of your little pussy, so I can jerk to it in my room when I'm away from you."
"Mitsuru..."
"Move in with me, so I won't have to." He growled.
"But..."
"Non-negotiable."
"You always get your way, don't you?" She said laughing in disbelief.
"You better believe it."
A/N: Luana asked for a jealous Mitsuru, well not sure if this is what you had in mind. lol So yeah, this time it's over the top jealous Mitsuru, who probably sound a little crazy. But then he's crazy for Kokoro, so I guess, it's okay? lol