"Haaa~" Raya said to me as if I were a child, urging me to open my mouth, which I promptly obliged.
She scooped up the spaghetti and gently fed me. If the food was too hot, she would blow on it softly before bringing it to my lips. This continued for about two minutes, with me already halfway through the meal.
Then my eyes drifted to her nipples, clearly poking through her camisole. Unable to hold back, I reached out and gave them a firm squeeze, as if kneading dough in my palm.
"Ahan~" she moaned, her body jerking exaggeratedly at my touch, except she wasn't faking it.
"S-Stop, m-my husband could come home any time," Raya said in a panicked voice. A smirk formed on my face.
I knew she was being paranoid, it was already getting close to nighttime, when her husband would usually return from work.
"Your husband? Did you think about him when you were sucking my dick? Heck, you even came when I smacked your ass that hard. Not to mention those pleading eyes, begging me to fuck you," I said with a grin, activating my h-y-p-n-0-sis Quirk again.
"P-Please don't say those dirty things. It was just roleplay… I thought we agreed to keep it personal," Raya muttered, panicking even more.
"So you think it ends as roleplay after we've seen each other naked? Raya, I thought you were a sweet, innocent woman but it turns out you're a hardcore masochist. It's such a shame your husband doesn't understand you. If I were him, I'd train you like the proper slave bitch you are," I said, slipping my hands into her camisole and beginning to fondle her chest.
"D-Don't say it like that. I'm not a bitch—ahaaan~"
I cut her off by tugging on her nipples. Then I set the remaining food aside and repositioned her properly onto my lap, her back pressed firmly against my chest, my arms wrapping around her from behind. Slowly, I slid my hands down to her shorts and began to rub her pussy and clitoris.
"Nngh~"
"If you hate this so much, tell me to stop. Then I'll pull my fingers away and stop seeing you altogether," I said, sliding my middle finger into her wet pussy.
"No—ahann~"
"Don't say no. Just say the word, and I'll stop," I said, adding another finger, my ring finger into her.
"Mmngh~"
"Nngh~"
Raya didn't respond, only moaning each time I stroked my fingers inside her.
"Then I'll take your silence as you wanting to be my bitch. I'll make you cum as many times as you want," I said with an evil grin.
The next moment, I pulled off her shorts and spread her legs wide while she remained seated on my lap. I deliberately positioned her to face the long reflective mirror sticker at the corner of the living room. Then I began moving my fingers inside her in a come-hither motion, curling them in a steady, wavelike rhythm.
At the same time, I pressed my thumb against her clitoris and started rubbing it.
"Mmngh~"
"Ahan~"
"Oooh~"
"Mngh…ph!"
Raya moaned, her voice rising with each stroke.
"Yeah… look at your lustful face, your lewd pussy clenching around my fingers. For how long have you gone without being fucked?" I whispered into her ear.
"Gnghaaaaaaaaaaa!"
"I…I haven't been fucked for four months—Nnghh…!"
"I see…" I muttered, increasing the pace of my fingers, curling them deeper in that same beckoning motion.
PAT. PAT. PAT. PAT. PAT.
Her pussy made wet, squelching sounds, and the next moment, like a dam breaking—fluid poured out from her.
"NGNH… IYEEEEAAAAA! I'M CUMMING!"