Free Web NovelChapter 145: Sakura, What Are You Doing? [R-18]
Shijou Anri moved into Morita Hospital and began living together with Rurikawa and the others.
As the hidden owner of Morita Hospital and Rurikawa’s master, Kazuma really should have gone there to check on things and assign some work to Anri while he was at it. However, his clingy senior insisted on dragging him back to her home, saying something about spending time together with her mother...
Ahem, it definitely wasn’t because of some "donburi" fantasy or because he was tempted by the idea of a beautiful mother-daughter pair... definitely not.
While making excuses for himself internally, Kazuma helplessly allowed Sakura Miyajima to pull him toward her house.
Aunt Miyajima was busy doing housework, looking gentle and virtuous like a true Yamato Nadeshiko. Glancing at the beautiful kendo girl beside him, these two... Kazuma shivered, silently sucking in a cold breath in his heart, feeling waves of stimulation surging through his body.
Sakura Miyajima seemed to think of the same thing. Turning her head, she gave Kazuma a coquettish glare. After all, when they were intimate in the Kendo Club before, every time he mentioned her mother, he grew a bit larger, acting like a wild beast all over her.
He really likes the idea of me being together with Mom... what a bad guy!
But Sakura didn’t refuse. On the contrary, she actively pulled him home, indicating that the senior didn’t oppose this absurd matter either. In fact, from the moment she accepted Shizuka’s help and resolved to become Kazuma’s woman, she had already prepared herself for this.
"Sakura, Kazuma, you’re back?" Aunt Miyajima, wearing an apron and swaying her voluptuous figure, came out of the room. "I’ll start making dinner right away. You two wait in the living room for a bit."
"Auntie, sorry for troubling you."
"Kazuma, saying things like that will make Auntie unhappy," she said, her expression genuinely a bit displeased. "This is your home too. Why be so polite? Auntie is your woman too, isn’t she? Doing such things is only natural."
The mature Mrs. Miyajima playfully winked at him.
Mr. Miyajima Sōsuke, you died a tragic death. Not only did I take over your home, your wife became my woman, and now even your daughter... Thinking of that man whose grave must be overgrown with weeds, Kazuma shed a crocodile tear, then smiled brilliantly.
"Then I won’t stand on ceremony."
As he said this, Kazuma quietly placed his hand on Sakura’s ass, causing Miyajima Sakura to shiver. She bit her lip and gave Kazuma a seductive glare, but her body didn’t move away. Being in front of her mom was indeed very stimulating.
Mrs. Miyajima still had no idea that her daughter had already become involved with Kazuma. Humming cheerfully, she cooked in the kitchen in a very good mood. Yet halfway through, she suddenly looked back toward the living room with a puzzled expression.
Usually, Kazuma always liked to come in and bother her while she was cooking, either directly doing something naughty or taking some liberties with his hands. In any case, he was always very restless, each time greatly reducing her efficiency. Mrs. Miyajima had gotten used to it.
But why was he being so well-behaved today?
Although confused, she didn’t think too much about it.
When she brought dinner out, she saw him sitting properly at the dining table as if obediently waiting for the food. Mrs. Miyajima blinked in surprise.
"Kazuma, are you hungry?"
"Yeah, more or less."
"Then let’s eat first." Mrs. Miyajima handed him a bowl of rice. Knowing his appetite, she had piled the steaming white rice into a small mountain. "Hm? Where’s Sakura?"
She looked around, but her daughter was nowhere to be seen.
Kazuma’s expression became a little strange, his face twitching slightly.
"Well... she probably went back to her room?"
"This girl..."
At that moment, Miyajima Sakura, who was lying under the dining table sucking Kazuma’s cock, overheard her mother and Kazuma talking. A hint of mischief flickered in her eyes. The girl didn’t make a sound to alarm her mother; instead, she became even more enthusiastic and determined as she sucked his cock, burying her head deeper.
Miyajima Sakura was relatively skilled at sucking his cock. This wasn’t the first time. When she was under Shizuka’s hypnosis, she had used this method to try and taste Kazuma’s essence. But back then, after a long time, she still couldn’t make Kazuma surrender.
This time, of course, he wouldn’t hold back anymore. Plus, with the lady right beside them, this feeling gave both her and Kazuma goosebumps.
Kazuma quickly gripped the dining table. Miyajima Sakura’s technique wasn’t as sophisticated as Rurikawa Tsubaki’s, but her direct approach, even without technique, was terrifying. Not to mention Aunt Miyajima was there.
"Kazuma? What’s wrong?" Mrs. Miyajima noticed Kazuma’s strange behavior.
"Ugh, it’s nothing," he took a deep breath, pretending to be calm as he picked up his chopsticks. "Auntie, let’s just the two of us eat. Don’t worry about her."
"Okay..."
Mrs. Miyajima certainly wouldn’t refuse. Having a meal with just Kazuma even had a romantic feeling, like a candlelit dinner. However, such romance disappeared the moment she sat down. The lady frowned, as if sensing something was off. She shifted her gaze and looked under the table.
Instantly exposed.
"Sakura?"
"What are you doing?!"
The lady’s pupils shrank to pinpoints, as if greatly shocked. The moment she saw her daughter, hidden under the table between Kazuma’s legs, bobbing her head up and down and making wet, vulgar noises, she understood what Sakura was doing. Aunt Miyajima wasn’t some clueless innocent.
She had done things with her mouth for Kazuma too.
But she never expected her daughter to be so bold, and under the dining table no less... When did Sakura and Kazuma develop this kind of relationship?
Aunt Miyajima’s eyes widened, filled with shock and confusion. However, neither Kazuma nor Sakura answered. The former was at a critical moment, his hands pressing on the table as he kept gasping. The latter was also at a crucial point.
The sucking intensified, becoming hotter and more turbulent, and then...
"Ah..." Miyajima Sakura closed her eyes tightly as she felt the cock in her mouth ejaculates a load of warm, sticky fluid. She swallowed with difficulty. Even so, some fluid escaped from the corner of her mouth. It took a long time before she could swallow it all down with great difficulty. Finally, she slowly raised her head, her cheeks puffy, as she crawled out from under the table.
When she stood up, she had swallowed everything.
"Mom," She licked the corner of her mouth, then acted as if nothing had happened, "let’s eat."
"Sakura, when did you and Kazuma start?"
Mrs. Miyajima’s expression was somewhat serious.
"Just today," Miyajima Sakura replied, savoring the taste in her mouth, then turned her head away. "If you can be with him, Mom, then I can too, right?"
"..."
The lady and her daughter stared at each other. After a moment of silence, she suddenly squeezed out a brilliant smile. "Sakura, just once won’t be enough for Kazuma to fully enjoy himself. I know him well. At night, it always takes several times to satisfy him... You eat first. Mom will go help him some more."
Miyajima Sakura: "..."
Was this a challenge?
Sakura frowned. "Then I’ll help too. I can continue!"
The girl, unwilling to be outdone, joined her mother under the dining table. From Kazuma’s perspective, he could see two similar, seductive faces below. This pair of beauties, one older, one younger, knelt before him.
"Sakura, aren’t you hungry?"
The aunt took hold of Kazuma’s cock, wet with her daughter’s saliva, and slowly stroked it with her soft hand.
"I just ate Kazuma’s semen. I’m not hungry at all. But Mom, you must be very hungry, right? You should go eat first."
"Since you’re not hungry, let Mom eat first. Kazuma’s semen is more nutritious. Mom needs to fill her stomach————"
The two began to argue under the table. But Aunt Miyajima, who had arrived first, took the lead and swallowed Kazuma’s cock. So, Sakura could only watch from the side, frowning and looking displeased.
After a few minutes of sucking Kazuma’s cock, and when he ejaculated in Aunt Miyajima’s mouth, the girl, seeing her mother monopolize everything, stamped her foot angrily. "Mom, you’re really... only thinking of yourself. You have to make Kazuma feel good too."
This girl, lecturing me now.
After Aunt Miyajima tasted Kazuma’s nourishing semen, she released his cock from her cherry-red lips. Sakura couldn’t wait and immediately devoured it. The two of them argued for a while, then slowly began to enjoy it together.
Looking at her mother’s seductive face so close, Miyajima Sakura’s heart raced wildly. She never thought she would one day do such an embarrassing thing with her mom.
Aunt Miyajima was no different. She never expected to do this with her daughter either. It was utterly mortifying. But Kazuma seemed to like it a lot. Ah, well, there’s no helping it.
"Mom, let’s try using our boobs," Miyajima Sakura said calmly, unbuttoning her shirt and pulling down her bra, letting her large boobs bounce. "Kazuma will like it,"
"Oh, my, where did you learn that, my little one?"
However, after both of them had sucked Kazuma’s cock, the relationship between mother and daughter actually grew closer. They stopped fighting and began working together harmoniously to please the boy they both loved.
The mother and daughter pressed their full, soft boobs together until they encircled Kazuma’s cock in a warm, soft embrace, the silky skin gliding over it.
Despite its size, Kazuma’s cock was almost completely hidden between their boobs, with only the tip visible above.
Mrs. Miyajima and Sakura-senpai bent down and opened their mouths, sucking the swollen glans between their lips, their tongues circling the sensitive tip.
Aunt Miyajima focused on the right side while Sakura took care of the left, their tongues tracing the veins of his cock.
Their mouths sucked on the swollen head, their tongues circling it with wet licks as they moved the mounds of their full breasts around the base of his cock.
The feeling of his cock trapped between the soft, silky boobs of a mother and daughter, while their mouths pleasured him, was an overwhelming sensation that made him forget everything and want to drown in it.
Aunt Miyajima and Sakura looked at each other understandingly, then moved their boobs more rapidly, only stopping when a thick, sticky fluid flooded their faces and boobs.
In such joy, one forgets to return home.
Kazuma enjoyed the sumptuous dinner on the table while savoring the ’human delicacy’ of the beautiful mother-daughter ’donburi’ under the table.
"Kazuma, you’ll stay tonight, won’t you?" Two similar pretty faces looked at Kazuma expectantly. "Mom and I can serve you together~"
Kazuma: "..."
I really can’t refuse.
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