The Story of Living a Decadent Life While Intensely Violating a Downer-Type, Busty Daughter and Mother - Chapter 25-26

Chapter 25

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“D-dog…?”

He was bewildered by the strange question Taki suddenly threw at him. 

Given the flow of our conversation, why on earth did she bring up dogs…? 

Nevertheless, Taki’s eyes were sparkling, and her breathing through her nose was becoming heavy with excitement. It was intense. Because of the dark circles under her eyes, that sparkle looked more like a predatory glare. It was scary. Well, it wasn’t exactly a difficult question to answer, so he tried to respond normally.

“Well, I don’t dislike them. In fact, I might even say I like them. Though, only the smart ones…” 

“Oh, that’s wonderful. I love dogs, too. Which do you prefer, small ones or big ones?”

Taki piled on another question. He didn’t understand her intent, but it wasn’t exactly a bizarre thing to ask. 

Small ones versus big ones…

“Hmm. If I had to choose, I’d say the big ones. You know, they can support your weight if you hug them, and I feel like big dogs are often the smarter ones…”

Most people have probably dreamed of it at least once, throwing their whole body into a hug with a big, fluffy dog.

“Oh my… I’m so happy.” 

“Eh? About what?” 

“Mu-kun, why don’t you get one of those dogs you love so much?”

Taki asked while smiling brightly. 

Wait…Something is wrong. Our conversation hasn’t been lining up at all for a while now… And she was completely ignoring my questions…

“Love…? I wouldn’t go that far… And besides, I live alone, so I don’t really have the resources to keep one… Plus, I’ve never owned a pet before, so it’s hard to take that first step.”

An animal is a living soul, after all. You can’t just selfishly leave them alone or neglect them. It’s a heavy responsibility. 

That was exactly why he didn’t keep a pet, but…

“I see. Then, a pet that can take care of itself would be fine, wouldn’t it?” 

“Well, I suppose… But I don’t think a pet like that exists.” 

“It’s right here.” 

“H-here…?”

My mouth hung open. 

Did the Utsuho household have a pet? 

While I was wondering that, Taki pulled out a collar from somewhere. Then, she gave me a sweet smile.

“I’ll be Mu-kun’s doggy.” 

“Why…?”

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“Alright then, I’ll take these off.” 

“Why?????”

Leaving Otona in a state of intense confusion, Taki smoothly began to remove her clothes. Since she preferred wearing loose, baggy clothing, undressing was an easy task for her. As she pulled off her large shirt, her overly voluptuous breasts bounced out into the open. There was no way she was wearing a bra. Taki’s style was to never wear one unless she was going outside, as they were too tight and stuffy. However, she sometimes wore them specifically to excite Otona.

“Oh…”

Seeing those breasts that never failed to overwhelm him, Otona let out a low voice. They were J-cups—a size so large one might doubt their very existence. Because of their sheer mass, they naturally sagged a bit. But that was exactly what gave them such raw, vivid sex appeal. To match the size of her breasts, her areolas were large, and her dark-pigmented nipples were beginning to stand up slightly. Accentuating those nipples were small piercings. Taki had even more piercings than her daughter. Because of that, combined with her “downer” vibe, she exuded a very dangerous aura.

“Nngh, there.”

She hadn’t been wearing a bra, but she was wearing panties. Though, they were high-cut panties with so little surface area that one might wonder what they were actually supposed to protect. She unfastened them from where they were digging into her large buttocks and let them slide down. They passed over her plump thighs and fell easily to the floor once they cleared them. The thick pubic hair that had been hidden by the panties was revealed. In contrast to her daughter, who had gone completely hairless out of laziness, the mother also didn’t bother to shave out of laziness.

“W-wow…”

The words escaped Otona’s lips involuntarily. A striptease performed by a widowed mother right in front of him possessed that much destructive power. Even for a man with extensive experience with women, it was a scene that would make his mind go blank with excitement. For Otona, who had been with women many times but hadn’t actually played around with a wide variety of them, it was a critical hit.

“Here you go.” 

“…Yes?”

What the fully naked, mature widow held out to him was a large collar.

“Now that we’ve come this far, surely you can imagine what comes next?”

Otona, who had reflexively taken it, was dripping with cold sweat. Looking at him, Taki wore a captivating, rapturous smile.

“Put the collar on me.”

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Chapter 26

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“…………”

His trembling hand reached out. Held in his palm was a collar that looked heavy and substantial. It felt high-quality to the touch. Otona didn’t know the first thing about the quality of collars, but he could tell this was likely an expensive, high-end item. It felt strangely heavy in his hand.

Am I really going to put a collar on a widow’s neck with my own hands… The mother of my classmate, who’s standing right here stark naked…?!

It was an incredibly high hurdle to clear. However, even if he refused, Taki would surely never let him off the hook. He had no idea why she was suddenly trying to turn herself into a dog… To begin with, Otona was at a disadvantage because they already had a physical relationship. Besides the fact that he couldn’t really say no…

Simply put, turning Taki-san into a dog is just way too erotic…!

Taki was a lewd, widowed mother with a ripened, voluptuous body unlike anything he had ever seen. To treat her like a dog… What a sweet, seductive idea. Just the thought of it made him feel like he was going to climax.

“Ah. Are you done?” 

“Y-yes.”

With trembling hands, he finally managed to fasten the collar around her slender neck. With the collar on, Taki exuded a degree of sex appeal that felt almost criminal. A naked J-cup widow was standing right in front of him. His classmate’s mother was there, wearing a collar and surrendering all rights of ownership to him.

“Oh my…”

Naturally, his manhood was rock hard and throbbing. It was pulsing so violently it was visible even through his pants. Seeing this, Taki gave her glossy lips a suggestive lick.

“Hey, Mu-kun. Will you play with a big doggy?”

It was an invitation that Otona, naturally, could not refuse.

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Like a large dog deeply attached to its owner, Taki lunged at Otona with her whole body. She was taller than him. Her weight certainly wasn’t light, but that heaviness felt comfortable to Otona. Then, her voluptuous body was pressed against him. Her softness was something a man could never replicate. It was a sensation unique to a woman’s body, accompanied by a sweet scent. He wondered how she could produce a scent so sweet it directly stimulated his brain, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t find an answer. That said, the only people he had ever felt such brain-numbing pheromones from were Taki and her daughter, Nodoka. They were joined in a face-to-face seated position, so close they could feel that scent up close.

“Nngh, ugh, ugh, ugh… ♡”

Holding the thick flesh of her buttocks from below to support her, he rocked Taki’s body up and down. While exposing her hairless armpits, Taki wrapped her arms around the back of Otona’s neck and brought her face close. Her long, fleshy legs were wrapped around his back, and her J-cup breasts were pressed tight against him, flattening and changing shape. Right before Otona’s eyes was Taki’s beautiful, melting expression.

“Mmmph…”

Looking thoroughly satisfied, Taki greedily devoured Otona’s lips. Seeing her look so genuinely happy was adorable, even considering her age. It was a sticky kiss with their tongues entwined. It wasn’t a kiss to confirm their affection, but a decadent one intended purely to make each other feel good.

“It’s hot… This kind of messy, slug-like sex is nice too, isn’t it?”

Taki hugged him tight. Just as she said, sweat was pouring from both of their bodies. When her large breasts were pressed against him, the sweat caused a lewd, squelching sound to echo between them.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah!”

As the sensation of ejaculation intensified, Otona moved Taki up and down violently. Supporting her meat-heavy buttocks, he ground his hard manhood against the inside of her vagina. Taki looked up at the ceiling and gasped loudly. Her J-cup breasts, thrust forward and emphasized, swayed heavily and violently. The sheer power of those bouncing mounds was a sight to behold. Droplets of sweat splattered from the tips of her dark-colored nipples.

“Nngh, mmph, mbu, nnh!”

She pulled Otona’s face toward her forcefully and pressed her thick lips against his. Their lips met perfectly. Inside, their tongues vied for dominance as they tangled together. Neither cared about the saliva leaking from the corners of their mouths. The sensation of the warm tongues and the smell of saliva only served to accelerate their excitement.

“Whoa!?”

Taki shifted her center of gravity backward. As she did, she fell onto her back, and they transitioned from the seated position to the missionary position. Moreover, it was a position where Otona was heavily looming over her. For a woman to have a man taller than average putting his full weight on her would normally be unbearable, but Taki took it calmly. If anything, she turned that weight and the breathlessness into pleasure.

“You can ravish me without holding back this way, right? I don’t think doggies usually take this position, though. Let’s have some wild doggy-style sex later, okay?” 

“Ri-Right…”

When am I going to be released from this…?

He wondered this even as he pinned the lewd widow down. Otona couldn’t hold back any longer either and began to swing his hips again.

“Hah…! It smells so much like sweat right here.” 

“Oh. Sweat tends to collect there for me. But you don’t hate it, do you?” 

“I love it.”

Otona buried his face in her deep cleavage and took a deep breath. With J-cups, the valley between them was incredibly deep. It was already a place where heat tended to get trapped, but for Taki, sweat and scent collected there even more easily. Burying his face there, he was sandwiched by moist, violent breast flesh. It felt incredibly good. It might have been more a sense of satisfaction than purely sexual pleasure. 

The sour smell of collected sweat combined with the sweet female scent rising from Taki’s body became a powerful aphrodisiac that threatened to make him lose his mind. Even as he kneaded those twin mounds as if they belonged to him, Taki accepted it happily. Otona, seeing Taki show such composure, grew even bolder as he continued his assault.

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