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“You wanted to see me, ma’am?”
Mitsuru watched as her top agent stepped into her office. “Have a seat, Amamiya,” she instructed, placing a folder onto her desk. “I have a new mission for you. Top secret.”
Raising an eyebrow in interest, Ren scanned the papers his boss had handed him. Contained within were details of a private resort on the island of Yakushima. Blue skies, crystal clear waters, and full service staff. Looking over the details, Ren couldn’t see any information related to a mission or otherwise. But he knew better than to question Mitsuru.
Laying the papers down, he looked up at her. “Your mission, should you choose to accept it,” she said, as authoritative as always. "Is an undercover operation. You will need to blend in as a tourist, partake in the cuisine, and make use of the local hospitalities. A partner will be assigned to you. Your covers will be a newlywed couple on vacation."
Ren was a smart man. It took him mere moments before the pieces put themselves together. “If you want to go on a date,” he told his boss with a wry grin. “You can just ask.”
Mitsuru smirked, leaning back in her chair. “Where’s the fun in that?”
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The two of them arrived in Yakushima three days later. Ren hadn’t realized that Mitsuru owned the entire resort, but he wasn’t surprised. The two of them stepped into their room, setting their bags down. It was a luxurious suite. Nothing but the best for the head of the Kirijo Group. Ren took a look at the accommodations and let out a low whistle.
"Fancy," he drawled, allowing the word to linger.
“You haven’t even felt the bed yet,” Mitsuru said, removing her sunglasses.
Ren chuckled, “Already?”
“Yes,” Mitsuru said, shoving him backward. Ren leaned into the fall, landing in the center of the gigantic mattress. His redheaded boss kicked off her shoes and hiked up her skirt. Her lacy black panties were already showing signs of her arousal. Giving them a quick tug, she slid them down her legs, revealing her pussy, her neatly trimmed bush a patch of fire between her legs.
Normally, Mitsuru might take things slow, to amp up the sensuality. But they had just spent a couple of hours on a boat. She wasted no time. Her lust for him was insatiable, and she was determined to indulge in their mutual desire. Without any hesitation, she straddled Ren, opening his pants and guiding his throbbing cock to her slick pussy. With a lustful growl, she impaled herself on him, her walls clenching around his shaft. Feeling a rush of passion and need, Ren grasped her hips, urging her to move with him in a primal rhythm. As their bodies surged together, they were consumed by the fiery intensity of their longing for each other.
Their moans filled the room, echoing off the walls as Mitsuru’s tits bounced with each thrust. Ren, intimately familiar with most aspects of his lover, noticed something peculiar about her. “That blouse looks pretty cheap,” he said between grunts. “Much lower quality than you usually wear.”
“I suppose it is,” Mitsuru let a small smile creep over her face. “And I suppose I wouldn’t mind if something were to happen to it.” Ren grinned, reaching up and gripping the fabric of her blouse. With a low growl, he tore it open, sending buttons flying across the room. Mitsuru’s luscious breasts bounced within the confines of a lacy bra, black to match her panties.
"That's it," purred Mitsuru, shaking her ruined top down her arms. “Tear it off me. Make me feel like a common who- Hey!” Ren’s destructive tendencies didn’t stop at her blouse. His dexterous fingers clasped around the center of her bra, right between the cups, and yanked hard. The thin, lacy fabric gave way easily, the straps snapping behind her back. Her tits, full and heavy, sprang free, bouncing with each movement.
“What the hell are you doing?” the redhead yelled, though her hips didn’t slow. "That was a Simone Pérèle!" Do you have any idea how much that cos-” Ren cut her off with a vicious kiss. Tooth gnashing, tongue thrashing, their lips collided with violent passion. Mitsuru melted into it, her arms wrapped around her lover’s neck. Their bodies intertwined, the intensity of their connection palpable as their breaths mingled between each stolen kiss. Mitsuru couldn't help but forget about the ruined lingerie as the world around them faded away, consumed by the heat of their desires.
Pulling back, Mitsuru let her head drop back with a vibrant, “Fuck!” Ren was fully sitting up, his hands gripping her round, bouncing ass. Dropping his head, he slipped one of her nipples between his lips. His tongue swirling around the sensitive nub, his teeth lightly scraping the tender flesh. Mitsuru's breath hitched as Ren's touch sent shivers down her spine, her body responding eagerly to his every touch. With each passing moment, their passion seemed to intensify, the world outside their bubble of pleasure fading into oblivion.
Mitsuru moaned, her body practically vibrating. “I needed this vacation,” she whined, letting herself get lost in the sensations once more. “My husband has been driving me up the wall. His family has been pressuring him to have kids, but I’m not letting that bastard knock me up!”
“Don’t worry about him,” Ren said, letting her nipple fall from his mouth. “This week is all about you and me. This is our time to enjoy each other.” His voice was ragged, deep and husky.
"Mmm," agreed Mitsuru. “I’m going to enjoy every second with you. To feel your body against mind, to taste you, to have you inside me every chance we get. For the next week, I’m free from the pressures of my jobs and my obligations.”
She leaned back, continuing to ride him with vigor. Her hand found his, resting upon his fingers as they still dug into the pert flesh of her ass. Her climax approached, her body tensing, her breath coming in short bursts. She trembled with desire, her orgasm building with each thrust. “Tell me how much you love my pussy,” she gasped.
Ren didn’t hesitate, his voice thick with lust. “I love your pussy. It’s so tight, so wet. I could fuck you all day and never get enough.”
Mitsuru came apart, her orgasm wracking her body. Her pussy clenched around his cock, squeezing him tight. Once the intensity of her climax had passed, she slipped off his cock, her eyes locking with Ren’s. "Your turn," she said, sliding backward. Dropping low, she wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking gently. Ren groaned in pleasure as Mitsuru took him into her mouth, her skilled tongue sending waves of ecstasy through his body. As she skillfully worked her magic, he found himself on the edge of release, eagerly anticipating the explosion that was about to follow.
Ren’s hips bucked, his hands tangling in Mitsuru’s hair. “Oh, fuck,” he grunted. "I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on." Mitsuru knew better than to let him finish too quickly. She slowed her movements, teasing the head with her tongue. Ren’s breathing became ragged, his body trembling. His desire grew more intense as Mitsuru's tantalizing touch drew out both his pleasure and torment. With every lingering moment, Ren felt himself on the precipice of an overwhelming climax that he yearned to reach and yet dreaded to have end.
Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer. She took him deep, her mouth working furiously, her hand gripping his base. Ren’s release was imminent, his cock throbbing painfully. “Fuck, Mitsuru,” he groaned. “I’m gonna cum.”
She pulled back, her delicate fingers wrapping around his length and pumping his shaft furiously. Suddenly, Ren’s cock twitched, and his climax erupted. Hot, thick ropes of cum shot up, splattering across Mitsuru’s face. She didn’t falter, jerking his cock and milking every last drop of cum he had for her. Mitsuru licked her lips, savoring the taste of Ren's release as it coated her skin. She grinned up at him, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction.
Once his body relaxed, Mitsuru grinned at her lover despite the cum dripping from her face. Her eyes sparkling with lust, her voice commanding and sultry, “Shower,” she ordered him. Taking him by the hand, they entered the bathroom. Mitsuru turned on the water, adjusting the temperature before stripping Ren of the remaining clothing clinging to him.
She stepped under the hot spray, pulling Ren in with her. His cock, while softened, remained semi-erect, a testament to the passion that still burned between them. Mitsuru’s hands roamed his body, washing him clean. She turned her back to him, presenting herself for him to return the favor. Ren’s hands explored her curves, the water cascading down her body. He leaned in, nibbling on her earlobe.
Their bodies pressed together, the water a barrier and a connection. Mitsuru and Ren’s affair continued under the shower, their passion renewed with each drop of water that hit their skin. Their time in the shower became a dance, a rhythm of love and desire. They were fused together, their breaths mingling in the steam. For Mitsuru and Ren, the rest of the world ceased to exist, leaving only the two of them at just the beginning of their tropical vacation.
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The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the beach. Mitsuru and Ren were nestled behind some large rocks, the secluded spot perfect for their illicit affair. Mitsuru was bent over, her bikini bottoms pooling around her ankles, revealing her wet and eager pussy. Ren knelt behind her, his eyes fixated on her most intimate part. As the waves gently crashed against the shore, Mitsuru let out a soft moan, lost in the pleasure of the moment. The salty air and the secrecy of their amorous encounter added an extra layer of excitement to their liaison.
With a devilish grin, he leaned in, his tongue darting out to tease her clit. Mitsuru gasped, her hands gripping the rocks. Ren's expert tongue drove her wild, probing the depths of her desire. He lapped at her folds, his tongue diving into her core. His expert tongue tantalized her, his skill fueling her arousal to new heights. As Mitsuru's body trembled with pleasure, Ren's movements became more insistent, driving her closer to the edge. Her mind spun with ecstasy as she felt herself teetering on the brink of release.
The taste of saltwater and sunscreen only served to heighten the experience. Ren’s fingers found her clit, rubbing it in circles as his tongue continued its assault. Mitsuru’s body tensed, the waves of pleasure crashing over her. His tongue danced across her clit, sending shivers down her spine. She bit her lip, her body arching as pleasure coursed through her. Her breath quickened, and she fought to hold back the moans that threatened to escape her lips.
"Enough," Mitsuru said, his voice heavy with resignation. She wanted nothing but to continue, there were simply too many people around for her to lose herself like that. Staying in her bent over position, she wiggled her ass at her lover. “Fuck me,” she commanded.
“Yes, ma’am,” Ren said, slipping his swim trunks down and pulling out his achingly stiff cock. He lined himself up with her slick entrance, only to feel Mitsuru’s fingers wrap around his shaft.
“Not there,” she said, facing the rock to hide her blushing face. She angled his cock higher, towards her puckered rim. “This is a vacation, isn’t it? Enjoy yourself.”
Ren’s eyes widened for a moment, surprise flickering across his face before he nodded, a wicked grin spreading. He slid his cock lower, between her thighs, slicking his cock with her juices. Mitsuru moaned, her body shuddering at the continued stimulation. Lining himself back up, he pressed the head of his cock against her tight entrance, waiting for her signal.
Mitsuru braced herself, her body trembling. "Now," she whispered, longing for the imminent invasion. Ren pushed inside her, slowly stretching her. Mitsuru gritted her teeth, her knuckles turning white as she clung to the rocks. Pleasure and pain mingled, each thrust a testament to their forbidden love. The sound of crashing waves provided a rhythmic backdrop to their clandestine encounter on the secluded beach. Mitsuru's breath caught in her throat as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations consuming her.
Ren began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate as he explored her depths. Their bodies slapped together, the wet sounds filling their secluded corner of the beach. Ren’s balls slapped against Mitsuru’s pussy, the sensation driving her wild. Their connection grew stronger with each passing moment, fuelled by a deep and primal desire that neither could deny. Mitsuru's moans mingled with the crashing waves, their encounter becoming a symphony of pleasure and longing as they surrendered themselves to the intoxicating rhythm of their passion.
Ren’s movements grew steadier, his cock delving deeper into Mitsuru’s ass. The sensation of being filled in such an intimate and alien way drove her wild. Her moans grew louder, prompting Ren to slap his hand over her mouth. Now muffled, she let her moans flow freely, her body arching as the waves of pleasure crashed over her. At that moment, Mitsuru's mind became consumed with sensations, her body a vessel solely dedicated to the pursuit of ecstasy. With every thrust, Ren pushed her closer to the precipice of climax, their bodies merging in a dance of fervor and desire.
Their bodies moved in unison, the heat between them palpable. Ren’s cock slid in and out of Mitsuru’s ass, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm. Mitsuru’s moans grew louder, the sensation of being filled in a new way was overwhelming, every inch of Ren’s cock hitting her in a way her pussy could never receive. The intensity of their union was unlike anything Mitsuru had experienced before, a whirlwind of pleasure and vulnerability that left her breathless. There was no room for doubt or inhibition, only the raw, unbridled passion that connected them on a primal level.
Her orgasm approached, her body tensing. Ren, sensing her impending climax, increased his pace, pounding into her with renewed vigor. Pulling her head back, he let his hand slip from her mouth for only the briefest moment before crashing his lips against hers. Their tongues swirled, Mitsuru screaming into his mouth as her climax erupted. Her body shook, her ass clenching around his cock. He followed close behind her, pumping her guts full of his cum.
Knees weak, Mitsuru fell to the sand, dragging Ren along with her. The two of them laid there for a time, holding each other. Feeling the moment. “Body and soul,” Mitsuru sighed, trembling at the warmth of her lover. “Mine and yours.” Ren kissed the back of her shoulder, his cock still firmly embedded up her ass.
"Yours and mine," he agreed. The two of them continued to bask in the slowly dimming light of the setting sun. Having satisfied their lust for the time, they returned to their vigil. At that moment, on that secluded beach, nothing else mattered but the love and passion they found in each other’s arms.
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The room was filled with the sounds of flesh and sweat, as Ren’s powerful thrusts plunged into Mitsuru’s snug pussy. She braced herself against the bedpost, her body trembling with each penetration. Her moans of pleasure filled the room as Ren’s cock filled her completely. As their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their connection grew deeper, transcending the physical realm. In that fleeting moment, they found solace in one another, oblivious to the world outside their tangled embrace.
In the heat of the moment, Mitsuru’s phone rang, the loud tone shattering the erotic atmosphere. She cursed under her breath, her eyes narrowing as she saw the caller ID. Her husband, Akio.
“Fuck,” Mitsuru hissed, her hand fumbling for the phone. She quickly answered, the tension in her voice evident. “Hello, Akio,” she said, her voice straining to stifle her moans.
There was a moment of silence, followed by her husband’s voice, annoyance lacing his words. “Mitsuru, where are you? I’ve been trying to reach you all day!”
Ren’s thrusts faltered as the woman his dick was in began to argue with her husband, the tension in her body increasing. “I’m-” Mitsuru began, but Ren’s cock thrust deep inside her, silencing her momentarily. She took a shuddering breath, her voice shaking as she answered, “I’m at the resort, like I told you. What do you want?”
Akio’s voice rose in anger, “You’re supposed to be attending a dinner with me tonight. Now I’m going to look like an idiot, and you’re just gallivanting around?!”
Mitsuru’s breath hitched, her moans slipping past her resolve as she tried to appease her husband. “I needed to rest. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
Ren’s grip on her hips tightened, his pace increasing. He wanted to get caught. He didn’t care. Mitsuru was his. He was hers. Marriage be damned. Mitsuru’s body shuddered with each thrust, his cock dulling her mind.
Akio sputtered with rage, his voice growing even louder. “Don’t you ‘promise’ me anything! I want you back here right now!”
She managed to stammer out a reply, her voice quivering. “I can’t, I’m not feeling well. Just trust me, I’m handling it.” And with that, she hung up on him. She turned her head back to complain to Ren about him when her phone exploded with noise once more. She simply silenced it and chucked it off the bed.
As Ren continued to fuck her, Mitsuru sighed heavily, her frustration with her husband spilling into her thoughts. “I can’t believe I let myself get into this mess,” she murmured.
Ren’s thrusts slowed, his cock still buried deep inside her. “Why did you marry him?”
“The usual,” Mitsuru replied, a bitter laugh escaping her. “Money, power, status. My father thought he was a good match, and I suppose I wanted a fairy-tale ending.” She looked off into the distance, “Of course, Father passed before the wedding. Maybe things would have gone differently if he had seen how Akio actually behaves.”
Her body trembled beneath him, the memory of the life she’d left behind for Akio unsettling. Ren leaned in, his lips grazing her ear as he spoke. “You know what would really get to him?”
Mitsuru paused, intrigued by the idea. “What?”
“If I got you pregnant,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust.
A wicked glint appeared in Mitsuru’s eye. "Très bien, Amamiya. Knock me up.”
Ren pulled out of Mitsuru, and she turned around, locking eyes with him. They moved to the center of the bed, and Ren positioned himself between her thighs. He lifted her legs, pressing them up until they hooked over his shoulders. Her body was tilted back, her breasts pressed against his chest as he entered her once more. Their eyes never left each other’s as he began to thrust, this time with a purpose.
Mitsuru met each thrust, clinging tight to him, their bodies melting together. Mating press was a position that spoke to her primal desires. Their moans filled the room, a testament to the passion that consumed them. The two lovers became lost in each other, their love-making a rebellion against the constraints of Mitsuru’s marriage. The thought of carrying Ren’s child, the ultimate act of defiance, fueled their lust, and they continued to fuck with abandon. As their desires intensified, Mitsuru's thoughts grew wild with the possibility of a forbidden love child, a symbol of their forbidden union. With each powerful thrust, their connection became stronger, their bodies and souls intertwining in a blend of pleasure and defiance.
Ren's cock, buried deep inside Mitsuru, became their sanctuary from the outside world. They moved together, their bodies entwined in an intimate dance. Both fully aware of their salacious goal, the act of making love took on a new level of intimacy. The intent to conceive a child, to defy Mitsuru’s marital bonds and her husband, only served to heighten their passion. As they passionately tangled in their forbidden union, Mitsuru couldn't help but feel a mixture of exhilaration and guilt creeping into her mind. The weight of their secret tryst was becoming increasingly heavy with each moment of pleasure, and yet, the fiery desire that burned between them refused to be extinguished.
Ren’s thrusts grew more forceful, his balls slapping against Mitsuru’s ass with each stroke. Her moans grew louder, her body responding to the rough treatment. Sweat glistened on their skin, mingling their scents in the air. Mitsuru’s nipples, hard from the friction of their bodies, scraped against Ren’s chest with each movement. Her nails dug into the muscles of his back, urging him on. Ren could feel the tension building within him, the passion and desire driving him to push Mitsuru closer to the brink. With each breath, he could sense her surrendering to him, her gasps and moans spurring him on even more.
The room was filled with the sounds of their love-making, the wet slap of flesh on flesh, the sharp intake of breaths, and Mitsuru’s wild moans. Ren’s thrusts were powerful and deep, his arms wrapped around Mistusu as he plunged into her. Mitsuru’s own pulled him closer, dragging him deeper into her. Their bodies melded together in a sensuous symphony, straining to reach an elusive climax. As their passion intensified, Ren could feel the ripples of pleasure coursing through Mitsuru, propelling him forward in a relentless pursuit of ecstasy. The room seemed to disappear, leaving only their entangled forms and the fervent rhythm of their desires.
Their bodies moved in perfect synchronicity, their sweat-slicked skin providing the only friction as they sought to create life together. Ren leaned down, his fingers delicately caressing Mitsuru's clit. He rubbed it in slow circles, his thumb brushing over the sensitive nub. Mitsuru gasped, her body shivering as pleasure coursed through her. Their connection felt electric, as if they were the only two people in the world. Mitsuru arched her back, her breath catching in her throat as Ren's touch sent ripples of ecstasy through her. She grasped his shoulders, pulling him closer as they both surrendered to the overwhelming sensation.
Ren’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming more frantic. Mitsuru's body clenched around him as her orgasm built. Their moans grew louder, their passion reaching a fever pitch. Mitsuru’s orgasm tore through her, her walls contracting around Ren’s cock.
Ren followed close behind, his body shuddering as he released inside her, shot after shot of thick, potent seed into her fertile womb. The two of them collapsed into each other, their energy wiped from their vigorous love-making.
Lying there in each other’s arms, they knew they had taken a bold step, one that would change their lives in ways they couldn’t even imagine. Yet, as they basked in the afterglow, all they felt was a sense of triumphant elation. The thrill of defiance and love, intertwined in the most intimate of ways.
“So,” Ren asked, rolling onto his back. “Do you think we got the job done?”
Mitsuru rested her head on his chest, her soft body pressing against his lean muscles. “It’s rare for pregnancy to occur on the first try,” she said, her voice vibrating through his body.
“I guess we’ll have to keep trying,” Ren said with a grin. “Won’t we?”
“Then it’s a good thing we have the rest of the week booked,” she said, sultrily.
Ren cupped her cheek, stealing a kiss. “You’re not going home until there’s a baby in you,” he swore. She smiled and kissed him back, ready to change her life completely for this man.
But for tonight, they were spent. The two of them snuggled up, nestling into each other as they drifted to sleep. They had a very productive vacation ahead of them.
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In the dimly lit office, the sound of Mitsuru’s rapid breaths mingled with the pounding slap of frantic sex as Ren fucked her on her desk. The room was a haphazard mess of papers and files, forgotten in the heat of their passion.
Mitsuru’s body had changed significantly over the past couple of months. Her belly, now showing a visible bump, was a sign of the child she carried. She gripped the edge of the desk for support, her skirt hiked up, and her panties pushed to the side as Ren’s cock sawed in and out of her slick pussy. Lying to her husband and passing the child off as his own had added a new layer of excitement to their affair. The risk and thrill of getting caught only served to fuel their passion.
Ren’s thrusts grew more urgent, his hips slamming into her, the two of them fully immersed in their carnal desires. Mitsuru’s breasts jiggled with each impact, her nipples stiff with arousal. Her moans grew louder, her body ready for release. Ren’s hands roamed her body, his fingers finding her clit. He began to rub it in tight circles, his thumb flicking at the mound of sensitive nerves. Mitsuru's body quivered with pleasure as Ren's skilled touch pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Her breath quickened, and she arched her back, giving in to the overwhelming sensation building inside her.
The combination of Ren’s skilled touch and his insistent thrusts proved too much for Mitsuru. Her orgasm tore through her, her body shuddering as she cried out in ecstasy. Ren followed behind her, his own release pouring into her as he continued to pound into her. The two of them stayed like that for a moment, their bodies joined in the aftermath of their love-making.
As Ren pulled out, he looked down at Mitsuru, their love and the child they carried were secrets only they shared. Their affair continued, built on lust, deception and defiance. The child inside Mitsuru remained a constant reminder of their love. And at that moment, as they straightened their clothes and returned to their daily lives, they knew they were bound together by bonds stronger than society expectations.
Running a hand over her swollen stomach, Ren felt a throb of emotion course through him. That was his child. This was his woman. They would never be allowed to be official, but he had it as good as it could get. “I love you,” he said, giving Mitsuru a kiss goodbye.
She returned his kiss, allowing herself to be the romanced maiden rather than the diligent leader for once in her life. “I love you too,” she whispered, making sure the words were only for Ren. He stepped away, but her hand trailed along with him. Their fingers stayed intertwined until the moment he stepped too far away for her to reach. It was a fleeting encounter to a lifelong relationship. Their love would carry on forever. Until the end of their days.