Harem Of The Oshika Clan - H072 Meshi Family: The Resurgent Male Mark

H072 Meshi Family: The Resurgent Male Mark

“Ah, ah, ah, ah!”

In the dim bedroom, the sultry voice of a stunning beauty echoes lasciviously. Her ripe honey pot grips my cock, writhing. Wrapped in soft vaginal flesh, rubbed by her walls, caressed by her folds, my cock trembles with today’s peak excitement.

Semen surges from my overworked testes, unstoppable as it rushes through my ducts.

“Kuu, Katsumi-san, I’m coming!”

Dobyubo!

Byukun, byukun, byukun.

White fluid pours directly into her womb from the shaft thrust deep inside.

“Aaaaaaa!”

Bikun!

Biku, biku, biku, biku.

“U, hau!”

Her sweat-soaked body arches, hips trembling, her vagina tightening around my cock. For a moment, her grip rivals her granddaughters’, and I can’t suppress my moans of pleasure.

“Haa, haa, let’s keep going.”

“An, yes, of course, nn, ah, aaann!”

I lift Katsumi’s legs, pulling her stunning body onto my thighs. Raising my knees to lift her hips, I thrust.

“Ah, ah, ah, an, an, an!”

Her breasts jiggle, her face, lost in pleasure, looks mid-forties at most. Not quite Reiran’s twenty-something appearance, but twenty years younger than her actual age. Doing it with such a beauty—how could I not be aroused?

“Ah, aa, n, au!”

Her walls tighten. My spear, sliding in and out, is squeezed. It feels too good, speeding up my thrusts.

Gucho gucho gucho gucho.

Pan pan pan pan.

Haa, to have such a magnificent, lascivious wife and be spent—how unfortunate for Michio. At least, let him fully savor her writhing in ecstasy under his nephew’s cock.

“Ah, aaaaann!”

Bikun!

Kuha, so tight!

“Ah, kuu, coming!”

Dobyukun!

Unable to resist her powerful grip, matching a younger woman’s, I pour a flood of seed into her womb. There’s likely no egg left, but still…

“Ha, ha, haa, fuu.”

Catching my breath, I lift her legs higher, gripping them firmly, and thrust.

“An, an, an, an!”

Hauu. With her legs closed, her vagina tightens even more, squeezing my cock harder. Wrapped in her soft flesh, it’s pure bliss.

Shifting her legs to the left, I watch Katsumi. Her arched body trembles, face twisted in pleasure, soft breasts jiggling as she moans wildly.

“Ah, an, ah, an, aaaa!”

Her climaxes come faster now. Her walls grip my cock from all sides, folds coiling, urging a sudden surge of ejaculation.

“Aa!”

Dobyushun!

Dokun, dokun, dokun, dokun.

I pour hot semen into her trembling body. She writhes, milking me. Our pulses sync, flooding her with fluids.

Before the torrent subsides, I lower her legs to the bed, turning her sideways. Gripping her hips, I rotate her into a doggy position. Embracing her sweat-soaked body from behind, I grab her breasts, lift her, and turn to show Michio his wife’s naked form.

“Ah, ha, ah, darling… an!”

I grip her breasts, pinch her nipples, and thrust upward. Pulling my cock out to the tip, I slam back into her depths.

Sticky fluids splash from our joined groins, her embraced body writhing sensually.

“Ah, an, an, an!”

Her breasts look firm, but up close, they lack the youthful tautness. Still, their satisfying feel must come from her choosing well-fitted bras.

“Ah, ah, aaaaaa!”

Bikun!

Shuwaaaaaa!

Her sensitivity heightened, Katsumi trembles, squirting. Her vagina tightens, urging my release. I hold back, thrusting to prolong her pleasure.

“Ah, ah, ah, hii!”

Ku, so tight, I can’t hold it!

Dobyurun!

Dokun dokun dokun dokun dokun.

Pan pan pan pan pan.

I stopped thrusting at the moment of release, but now I keep moving while coming. My hands knead her breasts and nipples, semen floods her womb, and my cock rubs her walls. Overwhelmed, Katsumi climaxes and squirts continuously.

“Ah, ah, ahi, hiu, ah, au!”

Her body shakes violently. I keep pouring seed into her climaxing womb.

But I can’t release endlessly. Ejaculation outpaces sperm production. Once spent, I need time to recover.

As if in sync, her squirting tide weakens and stops. I halt, breathing heavily.

“Ha, ha, haa, Mi-Michio-san, that…”

“Eh? Ah…”

Michio’s slightly surprised voice. I peek from behind Katsumi.

At her gaze, Michio’s groin, cross-legged, bulges noticeably.

“It… it’s up. First time in three, no, four years…”

“Michio-san…”

Katsumi’s voice melts.

I lower my hips, pulling my cock out with a jururi. White fluid drips from her vagina, used for multiple rounds.

“Katsumi-san, go ahead. Michio-san, that’s okay, right?”

“Is that alright?”

“Of course. You’re husband and wife.”

Releasing her breasts, Katsumi eagerly moves to Michio. They embrace, lips meeting. Her hand grips his hardened cock through his nightwear, while he fingers her drenched groin.

Parting lips gently, Michio lays her on the bed. Slowly removing his nightwear, he sits naked between her spread legs, bringing his four-year-revived cock to her dripping pussy.

Her lips catch his tip, and his shaft sinks in.

“A, auuun!”

Katsumi’s moans echo in the bedroom.

“N, haa, Katsumi…”

“Michio-san…”

He begins thrusting slowly.

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I woke on a wide bed, realizing I was asleep. Where am I? I need the bathroom. And a shower.

My body reeks of male and female scents. To notice it despite sleeping in it means it’s strong.

Sitting up, I pull back the covers. Naked, as expected after last night’s marathon.

Looking around, I’m in Katsumi and Michio’s bedroom, on their bed. I must’ve passed out and been left here. I feel bad.

Where did they sleep? The mansion’s big; they probably have other rooms.

Needing the bathroom, maybe a gown first, I look around. A knock at the door.

“Yes?”

Realizing I’m naked, I figure all the women here have been with me, and men likely won’t come, so I don’t mind my state.

It’s Takeha.

“Good morning. Awake?”

“Yes, good morning. Um, I need the bathroom.”

A bit embarrassing, but no point hiding it, so I ask directly.

“Yes, I’ll show you. …This way.”

“Thank you.”

I climb off the bed, slipping into a gown Takeha pulls from the closet.

She leads me to the bathroom. I relieve myself. Haa, refreshing.

“Shall we wash off the sweat?”

“Ah, yes.”

“This way.”

From the bathroom, she guides me to the bath. In the changing area, I shed the gown, and Takeha strips naked. We’re bathing together. At the Oshika mansion, I always bathe with maids, so it’s no surprise.

And, of course, after washing, we connect. I thrust into her from behind as she grips the tub’s edge, my body pressed close, hands on her breasts.

“An, an, an, an!”

Her updone hair reveals a sensual neck.

“U, ku, coming!”

“Ah, ah, aaaan!”

Drunk on her allure, I release four times inside her that morning.

After the morning bath, I join the Meshi family for breakfast, then depart, seen off by everyone.

Takeha, after our morning session, looks refreshed. Hopefully, this eases Masashi’s burden.