Chapter 383: Practice Run
"Aunt Tsuki, just take Yanagi's."
Suppressing his restlessness, he said, "Yanagi's figure is similar to yours. Even if the stockings are a bit tight, it's fine."
"Actually, tighter might even be better."
Imagining the sensual scene of Tsuki's thighs being slightly constricted by the stockings, Haruto's dragon grew even more rigid.
Her snow-white skin reflected an enchanting glow under the light. The sexy, alluring busty wife stood hesitantly before the wardrobe for a long time before finally opening the door.
She was responsible for laundering the family's clothes, so she knew exactly what kind of stockings and underwear Yanagi had and where they were kept.
Additionally, the clothes of the Uzaki father and son were washed separately from those of the mother and her two daughters.
In many families, once children grow up, laundry is separated, especially if the men in the house aren't particularly tidy.
It wasn't that Fujio and Kiri were unclean—one worked out daily and ended up drenched in sweat, while the other participated in sports clubs and likewise had filthy clothes.
So when doing laundry, especially for intimate garments, Tsuki naturally chose to wash them separately.
Under Haruto's watchful gaze, Tsuki slowly removed her sheer nude stockings and changed into slightly constricting black thigh-highs.
The tightness of the stockings didn't bother her much, but the thought of wearing her daughter's clothes while being intimate with Haruto made her feel both shy and... excited.
Watching Tsuki in the black stockings, her plump thighs tightly wrapped, the elastic flesh appearing even more enticing, Haruto could no longer restrain his desire.
He quickly moved to her side and pressed her against the wardrobe.
"Ah..."
Tsuki was startled by Haruto's impatience, letting out an involuntary gasp from her small mouth. After regaining her composure, she narrowed her seductive eyes and obediently leaned against the wardrobe, arching her full, rounded buttocks into an alluring pose.
Haruto couldn't resist caressing her inner thighs a few times. Before Tsuki could respond with soft moans to his touch, he suddenly changed his mind and silently slid his massive member between her black silk-clad legs.
"Mmm... Huh? Ha... Haruto?"
Tsuki turned her head curiously, her flowing silver-gray low ponytail brushing against her smooth, pinkish back. Her narrowed, beautiful eyes looked at Haruto with confusion.
He had been so impatient moments ago, and she had already assumed the position - why was he suddenly playing with her legs instead?
It wasn't until Haruto began thrusting his member that the sexy, charming wife finally understood what he was doing.
"Hmph... As expected, Haruto, you're a leg-fetishist pervert."
Tsuki felt her thighs tingling unbearably, but Haruto was solely focused on pleasuring himself with her black silk-stockinged legs, prompting her to complain with a hint of resentment.
However, Haruto was already captivated by her exquisite black silk-clad legs and had no attention to spare for the beautiful wife's dissatisfied remarks.
His dragon-like member began carefully rubbing between Tsuki's thighs, creating a soft hissing sound against the black silk that made Haruto's "dragon" feel incredibly smooth and tingly.
"Mrs. Uzaki, your thighs are too adorable. Let's start with a practical rehearsal first."
"Mmm... Pervert..."
Being deliberately addressed this way by Haruto, Tsuki could only shyly turn her head away, allowing him to have his way.
Once the beautiful wife understood Haruto's fetish, she actively cooperated in hopes of sooner tasting the treasure that brought her immense pleasure again.
Tsuki slightly parted her thighs, allowing Haruto's "dragon" to penetrate deeper. Feeling the scorching tip fully probe the base of her thighs, even extending beyond the encirclement of her lovely legs, she tightly clamped her thighs together again, squeezing the intruding "dragon."
The "dragon" seemed to enter a grip rivaling a virgin's tightness. Haruto wrapped his arms around Tsuki's slender waist, interlacing his hands over her flat stomach, and gradually leaned his weight onto her sexy, mature frame.
Inhaling the fragrance of Tsuki's silver-gray hair, he slowly thrust his "dragon" in rhythm with his desire, beginning to slide back and forth within the embrace of her black silk-stockinged legs.
Stimulated by the delicate, taut flesh of her thighs, Haruto kissed Tsuki's silver hair while gradually accelerating his pace, pounding the gap between her legs as if penetrating a flower valley.
The tip of the "dragon" began secreting a clear, sticky fluid, dampening a small patch of the black silk on Tsuki's thighs.
"Haruto... this feels... so strange."
Tsuki's thighs continuously rubbed and teased, her face growing warmer as shy blushes gradually gave way to desire-induced crimson.
Her rosy lips parted slightly, exhaling hot breath and emitting soft moans that harmonized with Haruto's thrusting motions.
Haruto knew he should prioritize satisfying the beautiful wife's physical needs, but he was too enamored with the exquisite sensation of Tsuki's silk-clad legs to pull away.
Instead, he quickened his thrusting pace, increasing the frequency of friction between his "dragon" and her rounded thighs.
One of Haruto's hands grew restless and ventured toward Tsuki's crotch, slowly tracing the shape of her slit. Within just a dozen strokes, he could feel warm honey moistening his fingers.
Surprised that thigh-friction alone could arouse this beautiful, sensual wife, Haruto silently marveled at how her sensitivity surpassed even some adult animation heroines, truly befitting her alluring mature figure.
The "dragon" gradually swelled near its limit, its thick shaft causing the tip to appear and disappear between her thighs.
Withdrawing the hand teasing Tsuki's flower valley, Haruto lifted his "dragon" slightly, pressing the shaft against her slick, tender valley, and began grinding against her soft, smooth triangular area.
Her lower body already showed a distinct wet mark, and the massive dragon kept pressing against her outer labia between her legs, twitching incessantly. Tsuki's soft panting grew increasingly seductive and alluring, her perky buttocks beginning to sway uncontrollably, matching the rhythm of Haruto's rapid thrusts between her thighs.
"Haruto's... cock is so hot..."
Just as Tsuki's delicate lips let out this breathy moan, she suddenly felt her hair being pulled tight.
It turned out Haruto had entered his final sprint, unable to resist moving one hand up to grasp her ample breasts while the other gripped her silver-gray long hair. Breathing heavily, he sought pleasure from Tsuki's beautiful black-stockinged legs.
Rubbing against the black stockings already soaked with pre-ejaculate fluid, Haruto's massive dragon twitched excitedly until one particularly deep thrust finally brought him to his limit.
With a wet sound, thick white life essence spurted from the dragon's tip, covering Tsuki's rounded, slender thighs. The perfect curves originally outlined by the black stockings were now adorned with patches of milky white.
"Haruto's... came on my legs..."
"Mmm..."
Lying against Tsuki's beautiful back, Haruto was still savoring the psychological satisfaction after their intercrural sex.
The silver-gray low-ponytailed housewife actively turned her lovely head, extending her pink tongue to invite a kiss from the young man behind her.
Of course Haruto wouldn't refuse Tsuki's request. His mouth moved forward to meet hers, their tongues tangling together as wet, lewd kissing sounds once again echoed between their lips and teeth.
After a moment, looking down at the milky white stains between Tsuki's beautiful legs, the reinvigorated Haruto had her lie flat on the soft bed. He spread those lovely legs apart, completely exposing the pink tender flesh before his eyes.
This time Haruto meant business - he couldn't wait to make Tsuki his exclusive fuckdoll.
Tsuki's beautiful blue-green eyes widened, her breathing growing rapid again before it had even calmed down. Her long, stocking-clad legs spread outward to either side, fully displaying her exposed honeyed entrance to Haruto's gaze.
"Haruto... come on."
Urged by Tsuki's words, Haruto felt blood rush to his lower body again.
He pressed his reinvigorated dragon against the tender honeyed lips, adjusted his position slightly, then with a sudden thrust buried his entire length inside the charming, alluring housewife.
He only heard her soft "Ah!" of pleasure. Looking down, Haruto saw that the base of his dragon had completely disappeared inside her.
"Ah... Haruto's... inside? ...So hot?..."