The shower water was still running when I made the decision.
Haruto was leaning against the tiles, panting, the used condom still clinging to his half-hard cock, heavy with his load. I stared at it for three full seconds… and something inside me snapped.
*No more.*
*I need to feel him. All of him. Skin on skin. Nothing between us.*
Without a word I reached down, ripped the condom off him, and threw it onto the shower floor. It landed with a wet slap. Then I stepped out, dripping, grabbed the entire box of condoms from the bedside drawer — every single one — and marched straight to the trash can in the corner of the room.
I dumped the whole box in.
*Fuck the condom.*
*Fuck protection.*
*Fuck thinking.*
I needed answers, and the only way I knew how to chase them was to drown myself in him.
Haruto followed me out, eyes wide behind his fogged glasses. "A-Aunt Meguri… what are you—"
I shoved him onto the bed before he could finish. My massive J-cup tits swung heavily as I climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. My pussy was still gaping and drooling from the shower, lips puffy and red. I grabbed his bare cock — hot, throbbing, no latex — and rubbed the fat leaking head up and down my slick slit.
"Shut up, Haru-kun," I whispered, voice shaking. "Auntie needs you raw. Right now."
His eyes went huge. "B-But… pregnancy… we shouldn't—"
I sank down.
No warning. No mercy.
The moment his thick, naked cockhead breached me I moaned like a whore. No condom. Just pure, burning heat. His veiny shaft stretched my walls inch by inch until I was sitting flush on his hips, every centimeter of his stupidly huge virgin cock buried to the balls inside me.
"Oh my fucking god…" I gasped, head falling back. My massive tits bounced once, hard. "It's so hot… so thick… I can feel your pulse inside me…"
Haruto's hands flew to my waist, gripping tight. "Aunt Meguri… it's too good… I can feel everything… your pussy is sucking me in…"
I didn't let him speak anymore.
I started riding.
Hard. Fast. Filthy.
My ass slapped loudly against his thighs — *PLAP PLAP PLAP* — while my heavy tits flew up and down, smacking together obscenely. I planted both hands on his chest and slammed myself down over and over, grinding my clit against his base every time I bottomed out. My juices were already coating his balls, dripping down to the sheets.
*This… this is what I needed… right? Just raw cock. Just pleasure. Nothing else. Please let it be nothing else.*
But the thoughts came anyway, louder than ever.
*He loves me. He actually loves me. And I'm using him like a fleshlight.*
*Is this love? This feeling in my chest? Or is it just my pussy finally getting what it wants?*
*I don't know I don't know I don't—*
I fucked him harder to shut them up.
"Haru-kun… your cock… it's kissing my womb… fuck… I can feel your precum shooting straight into me…"
He was moaning my name like a broken record, eyes glazed with pure love and overwhelming pleasure. "Meguri… I love you… I love you so much… you're so warm inside…"
Those words made my heart twist violently.
Tears threatened again, but I blinked them back and rode him like a demon. My tits slapped his face on every downstroke. He opened his mouth and latched onto one fat nipple, sucking desperately while I used him.
First orgasm hit me like lightning.
My pussy clamped down around his bare cock and *squirted* — hard — soaking his stomach and chest. My walls milked him greedily, trying to pull him deeper.
"Cum… cum inside me…" I begged, voice cracking. "Fill Auntie up… give me your virgin load raw…"
He tried to pull out at the last second — sweet, responsible boy — but I slammed down and locked my legs around his waist like a vice.
"Don't you dare," I growled, grinding in tight circles. "Stay inside. Cum. Now."
He cried out and exploded.
The first thick rope blasted straight against my cervix. Hot. Heavy. Endless. I felt every pulse, every spurt painting my insides white. He kept cumming and cumming — so much that I could feel my lower belly swelling slightly from the sheer volume. Excess cum forced its way out around his shaft, bubbling and frothing at my stretched entrance.
I came again just from the feeling.
But I still didn't stop.
I spun around into reverse cowgirl, ass facing him, and kept bouncing. My huge tits swung wildly underneath me, slapping my own thighs. I reached back and spread my ass so he could watch his cock disappear into my cum-filled pussy.
"Look at it, baby… look how your auntie's slutty cunt is swallowing your raw cock… it's already full of you…"
Another round. Another position. I rode him until my legs gave out, then let him fuck me missionary while my legs stayed locked around him. Every thrust pushed more of his cum deeper. My belly made soft gurgling sounds from how full I was.
*Why does this feel so right and so wrong?*
*Is this peace of mind?*
*Or am I just destroying him because I'm too weak to be alone?*
*Do I love him?*
*Do I just love his cock?*
*I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT—*
I came a fourth time, screaming, tears finally spilling down my temples. I quickly buried my face in his neck again so he wouldn't see.
He filled me two more times that night — once while I was on all fours, tits hanging and swinging like udders, and once with me sitting on his face while he ate his own cum out of me before I sank back down for round six.
By the end I was a shaking, cum-drenched mess. My pussy was gaping, overflowing with his thick white seed. It ran down my thighs in rivers. My belly felt bloated. My massive tits were covered in bite marks and spit.
Haruto pulled me into his arms, whispering "I love you" over and over like a prayer, completely unaware of the war ripping my mind apart.
I lay there leaking his cum, heart hammering, tears silently soaking into the pillow.
The pleasure had only made the questions louder.
And I still didn't have a single answer.