Kenji leaned down slightly, bringing his lips close to Kanako's ear, letting out a low, playful chuckle. Without waiting for any response from Kanako, he gently took her small, round earlobe into his mouth, his tongue slowly licking and sucking it.
Kanako felt a jolt of electricity instantly spread from her ear throughout her entire body, making her scalp tingle and her body go limp. She could only let Kenji do as he pleased with her.
However, Kanako had inherited some of her mother Kaede Mori's talent. Her warm, moist, and soft passage was sensitive and tight, as if alive, gently sucking and biting Kenji's firm Dragon-Slaying Lance.
Kenji was stimulated by this wonderful sensation, feeling utterly exhilarated. He steadily held Kanako's rounded buttocks with both hands and gently lifted her.
Kanako, caught off guard, let out a gasp and quickly wrapped her arms tightly around Kenji's neck to steady herself.
Seeing this, Kenji gently patted Kanako's bottom, then his movements became bolder and more expansive, immersed in their intimate interaction.
Under Kenji's forceful actions, Kanako appeared particularly helpless, being thoroughly overwhelmed.
Her two full, round, slime-like breasts bounced incessantly with Kenji's movements, each sway carrying an indescribable softness and allure.
Kenji's gaze was fixed on the continuously swaying, full, round, slime-like alluring curves, his inner desire surging like a tide.
He felt his Dragon-Slaying Lance below him grow hot and swell, forcefully penetrating, making Kanako unable to bear it, causing her to let out soft moans.
A wicked smile appeared on Kenji's face, his gaze greedily roaming over Kanako. He spoke with a hint of playfulness and an undeniable tone, "It must feel really good, Kanako. From now on, you'll have to properly fulfill your wife's responsibilities and help Daddy deal with this desire!"
As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head and gently took Kanako's delicate, trembling bud into his mouth, his tongue skillfully swirling around it, sucking with smacking sounds.
Kanako's body and mind were now completely consumed by Kenji's Dragon-Slaying Lance. That hard and scorching presence completely filled her, bringing wave after wave of intense stimulation.
Her snow-white, full, and round slime, under Kenji's teasing, had long become glistening and shimmering with an alluring luster.
Under the double stimulation, her inner passage continuously tightened, as if trying to tightly embrace the long lance that brought her both pain and pleasure.
Kenji was so enveloped by this sudden tightness that he almost lost control, nearly coming right away.
Kenji had his fill of Kanako's slime; when he released his lips, her tender bud even made a small 'pop' sound, like a gentle melody, tugging at Kenji's heartstrings.
His hand immediately took the place of his mouth, kneading it with relish, feeling the soft and elastic touch, his heart filled with satisfaction.
The perky slime changed shapes under his kneading. He couldn't help but hum in pleasure, then looked up and gently kissed Kanako's lips, which were as soft and delicate as flower petals.
He gently held those tender lips, kissing them with smacking sounds, as if savoring the sweetest delicacy in the world.
From time to time, he would extend his tongue, gently licking and tracing the girl's fragrant cherry lips, feeling their silkiness and softness, lost in this endless pleasure.
"Ah—!"
Kanako suddenly let out a short, sharp shriek, her delicate body trembling violently, seemingly reaching the peak of climax in that instant.
Her inner passage was as if controlled by an invisible force, its internal muscles contracting intensely, tightly gripping Kenji's scorching Dragon-Slaying Lance.
Kenji felt an indescribable suction, as if being tightly held by a thousand tiny hands simultaneously, making him so exhilarated that he almost lost control.
He looked down and saw his long lance had grown another size, covered in hideous bulging veins, like an enraged dragon about to erupt.
It was tight and hot inside, sucking him so hard that his whole body trembled, almost causing him to ejaculate.
Before Kanako could react, Kenji thrust his hips with all his might again, and the thick, hard Dragon-Slaying Lance plunged directly into the deepest part, pushing open the door to the baby room. The dark, thick Dragon-Slaying Lance was fully embedded in the passage!
The piercing pain of the cervix opening, like a surging tide, instantly engulfed Kanako, far more intense than when her membrane was first broken.
Every muscle pull, every inch of skin stinging, made her wish she could die.
"Wuwuwu, no more!!!"
Kanako could no longer suppress the fear and pain in her heart and burst into tears, her body taut like a drawn bowstring, trembling uncontrollably as she desperately pleaded for him to stop.
"Pull it out quickly...!"
Kenji's Dragon-Slaying Lance remained deeply embedded in Kanako's tight passage. The inner wall of the passage, as if alive, clung tightly to the intruder. Every friction, every suction, made Kenji's whole body tremble, almost losing control of his surging desire and surrendering.
Seeing Kanako crying so miserably, his heart was filled with pity. He gently leaned down and kissed away the tears on her cheeks. The salty tears slid into the corners of his mouth, yet he found them exceptionally sweet.
He suppressed the desire that was almost draining him, patiently kissing Kanako's small mouth, his tongue intertwining with hers, as if conveying endless tenderness and comfort.
At the same time, his hands were not idle, gently stroking and kneading her soft, full, slime-like breasts, alleviating her physical pain.
Under Kenji's superb and gentle technique, Kanako's tense body gradually relaxed, and she slowly adapted to Kenji's shape.
The passage, once again, began to flow with water, lubricating their contact.
Kanako felt that the pain inside gradually lessened, replaced by an unbearable itch, as if countless small insects were gnawing at her, causing her body to unconsciously twist.
Seeing this, Kenji knew the time was right. Like a soldier receiving orders, his body shuddered, and the Dragon-Slaying Lance once again blew the horn of attack. The lance buried in the passage slowly began to move, continuing the intense 'war'.
Each time the Dragon-Slaying Lance was slowly withdrawn, a faint but strong suction could be felt from deep within the passage, as if an invisible force was pulling at the Dragon-Slaying Lance, trying to prevent it from being pulled out.
Kanako had been biting her lower lip, trying to suppress the cries of pain caused by the sudden impact, but the piercing pain was too intense, making her involuntarily whimper.
As Kenji's actions continued, the initial needle-like pain gradually dissipated, replaced by an indescribable feeling of fullness, as if her body was filled with something, both satisfying and with a hint of unusual stimulation.
In this fierce thrusting, Kanako gradually found a different kind of pleasure. Her originally painful cries unconsciously turned into unbearable moans, tinged with desire, softly echoing in the air.
The Dragon-Slaying Lance in Kenji's hand was shaped like a baby's forearm, both long and thick. Just one look would make one doubt how Kanako's delicate and tight passage could accommodate such a behemoth.
However, the reality was astonishing. With each violent movement from Kenji, he would slowly withdraw the Dragon-Slaying Lance to its outermost point, then fiercely thrust it back in, each strike precise and powerful, like punches landing squarely, creating ripple after ripple.
Under this continuous, storm-like assault, Kanako's body became unstable, pushed back, stumbling.
But fate seemed to play a trick on her; behind her was her mother, Kaede Mori, limp and leaning on the sofa. Kaede Mori's body became an inescapable barrier, holding her firmly in place.
Kenji's lips curved into a triumphant smile; he had long anticipated this situation.
He clasped Kanako's pelvis tightly with hands like iron tongs, pulling her back forcefully, securing her body firmly.
Each deep thrust seemed to pour power into the deepest part, striking the soul, making Kanako continuously cry out in various sounds.
After a hundred or so uninterrupted thrusts, Kenji's movements gradually transitioned from initial ferocity to a rhythmic pace, each impact carrying an irresistible force.
At this moment, he suddenly embraced Kanako tightly, as if to knead her into his own body, the Dragon-Slaying Lance deeply embedded in the hot and tight passage, mercilessly pushing open the tightly closed cervix.
Subsequently, his body trembled slightly, and the long lance also quivered, slowly releasing inside, as if pouring all his passion and strength into her.
Kanako felt a sudden warmth in her previously taut passage, as if molten lava had surged in. That scorching filth, with a strong impact, instantly filled the secret 'baby room' inside her body.
This sudden, scorching stimulation made Kanako's whole body tremble. Immediately after, an uncontrollable wave of pleasure, like an electric current, spread throughout her body. She uncontrollably screamed as she climaxed, collapsing limply in Kenji's arms.
Kenji held Kanako, breathing heavily, sweat rolling down his cheeks.
He gently cradled Kanako's head with one hand, his eyes full of tenderness and love, then slowly lowered his head and gently pecked kisses on her smooth forehead and cheeks, as if whispering endless sweet nothings.
Kenji gently stroked Kanako's sweat-damp hair, a playful yet appreciative smile gracing his lips. He whispered, "Not bad, Kanako. Look at your performance; you can perfectly take over your mother's work and fulfill a wife's duties so well~"
Kanako's wet, large eyes still held traces of desire and shyness from moments ago, now reflecting Kenji's face, which was full of desire.
Seeing this, Kenji kissed her cheek and coaxed her softly.
Kanako, shy and a little bashful, slowly pressed her lips against his, their mouths tightly intertwined.
Kenji felt a heat in his lower body. The Dragon-Slaying Lance, which had just ejaculated and was still buried deep in Kanako's warm, tight passage, began to slowly rise again.
Kanako keenly sensed the change in the Dragon-Slaying Lance within her. It started to swell again, making her uncomfortable. Panicked, her eyes filled with pleading, she cried out, "No more, it hurts!"
Kanako bit her lower lip, her watery eyes looking pitifully at Kenji, uttering a faint, sorrowful plea with a hint of a sob, like a wounded little animal.
This plea left Kenji torn between desire and pity. His Dragon-Slaying Lance was in a difficult position—if he pulled it out now, the soul-stirring, bone-eroding pleasure would instantly withdraw, which would be an inhuman test for him. But Kanako's soft, pleading voice was like a feather gently tickling his heart, making him utterly soft-hearted.
However, that surge of pleasure within Kanako shot through her like electricity, making her spine tingle. The passage inside her began to contract violently and uncontrollably again, tightly enveloping the Dragon-Slaying Lance.
Kenji took a deep breath, shamelessly leaned into Kanako's ear, and whispered coaxingly, "I'll go slower, okay?"
Though he asked Kanako this, his actions had already betrayed him. The Dragon-Slaying Lance in her passage began to move slowly yet steadily.
Enveloped by that warm and tight cavity, Kenji's Dragon-Slaying Lance was engorged and taut to the extreme, now moving in and out of Kanako's body at a slow but powerfully tense pace.
The tender parts within Kanako sucked incredibly hard, as if an invisible force was tightly gripping the Dragon-Slaying Lance. When Kenji tried to pull it out, he almost couldn't. The warm, soft passage seemed to have a will of its own, firmly clinging to the Dragon-Slaying Lance. The intense friction made his withdrawal movements exceptionally difficult; each movement was met with immense resistance, making progress almost impossible.
Kenji frowned slightly, a playful smirk on his face, and deliberately said in a somewhat helpless tone, "What can I do? You're sucking so tight, biting me and not letting go. It seems you don't want me to leave."
As he spoke, Kenji's Dragon-Slaying Lance slowly rubbed against Kanako's sensitive spots inside her, then gradually began to withdraw.
Kanako bit her lower lip, enduring the strange pleasure brought by the scraping of the Dragon-Slaying Lance, her beautiful eyes fixed on Kenji, waiting for his Dragon-Slaying Lance to be fully withdrawn.
Just as it was finally pulled to the entrance, Kanako was about to sigh in relief when Kenji suddenly thrust his hips, and the Dragon-Slaying Lance plunged all the way back into her deepest part.
"If you don't want me to leave, then I won't."
Kenji chuckled mischievously, leaned into Kanako's ear, and whispered breathlessly. Then, he thrust his hips rapidly, beginning to pump quickly, each thrust precisely reaching the deepest part. The junction was slick with moisture, emitting clear, smacking sounds with each fierce movement.
"Ah, ah!" Kanako could only whimper and cry out from the intense thrusting.
Kenji's hips moved like a sudden storm, the Dragon-Slaying Lance entering and exiting Kanako's body at an astonishing frequency. Hundreds of violent impacts made Kanako feel dizzy, and wave after wave of pleasure completely overwhelmed her. She could no longer control herself, releasing her body once more, her delicate frame convulsing.
Kenji looked at the gushing nectar, a flicker of excitement in his eyes, and began to play with her.
Each time, he slowly withdrew the Dragon-Slaying Lance, as if extremely reluctant to leave that warm, tight place, but then he would thrust it back in forcefully, with an irresistible power.
These repeated actions tormented Kanako, who had just climaxed and was in an extremely sensitive state, making her eyes well up with tears and reducing her to sobs. Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and she climaxed yet again.
Kenji lowered his gaze to the flower-like Kanako in his arms. Her face was flushed, her eyes hazy, as if completely conquered by desire. Kenji smiled wickedly, grabbing a soft, slippery slime in each hand. The sensation stimulated his nerves, making him even more excited.
He suddenly sped up his thrusting, the Dragon-Slaying Lance frantically moving in and out of Kanako's body, grinding her passage until it was burning hot as if on fire, every inch of her skin glowing with an alluring red.
Kenji's eyes grew more fervent, his movements becoming more violent with each deep penetration and churning.
Kanako was so overwhelmed by this storm-like assault that she couldn't form words, only emitting broken whimpers.
"Woo-woo...!"
Kanako's kitten-like cries, tinged with sobs, acted like a catalyst, sending pleasure throughout Kenji's entire body.
He felt a heat in his lower body, unable to hold back any longer, and growled as he once again released himself deep into the passage.
"Come, my good stuff, I'll shoot it all for my good girl!"
Kenji shouted hoarsely, as if to pour out all his desire... Kenji spent an entire day, finally successfully taking both Kanako and her mother completely into his possession, making them willingly his own.
Somewhat unexpectedly, that evening, Kanako's younger brother, Hiroki, who was supposed to be boarding at school, returned home with his schoolbag.
At that moment, Kaede Mori and Kanako were immersed in a pleasurable atmosphere. With a series of urgent knocks on the door, Kaede Mori reluctantly put down the large rod that was just about to enter her mouth, hastily wrapped herself in a bath towel, and rushed to open the door.
"Eh? Hiroki?"
Kaede Mori, wrapped in her bath towel, quickly asked. At this moment, some white liquid and accidentally smeared black hair still clung to her rosy lips, and her collarbone was covered with kiss marks from their recent intimate acts.
Hiroki looked at the scene before him, his eyes wide, and asked in confusion, "Mom, what are you doing?"
Kaede Mori was a little flustered but quickly composed herself, smiling, "Oh, Mommy was just taking a bath. By the way, Hiroki, why are you back today? Aren't you staying at school?"
"I left a textbook at home; I need to come back and get it. Huh? I think I heard big sister's voice?" Hiroki paused, frowning slightly, a hint of confusion on his face.
Hiroki looked up, his gaze directed towards the room on the second floor, where faint "yiyi wuwu" sounds could be heard. Listening closely, the sounds seemed to be coming from his sister, Kanako.
"Is big sister home too?" Hiroki thought to himself, murmuring softly.
Just then, his mother walked past him, smiling as she said, "Yes, Kanako is exercising in her room. Hiroki shouldn't disturb her, okay?"
"Alright, I know. I'll just get my textbook and leave; I won't disturb big sister."
Hiroki nodded, understanding that he shouldn't disturb his sister while she was exercising, so he didn't plan to stay at home for long.
He quickly entered the room, grabbed his textbook, and then hurried downstairs and left.
As Hiroki's footsteps gradually faded, Kenji, holding Kanako, slowly walked out, whispering softly, and came to Kaede Mori's side.
He reached out his large hand and gently yet directly pulled off the bath towel she was wrapped in.
On her fair, tender body, crooked tally marks were haphazardly scrawled with a marker. On her lower abdomen, there was an even more glaring and absurd so-called "Lust Tattoo," with the large, prominent words "Lustful Wife" and "Kenji's Exclusive Use" being quite eye-catching.
Thick white fluid continuously dripped onto the floor.
Kenji's hand wantonly kneaded her full, perky buttocks, a playful yet somewhat lewd smile on his face, as he sneered at Kaede Mori beside him, "It's a wonder Hiroki is so carefree, not worrying about anything day after day. If he found out about this, where would you, as his mother, put your face? Wouldn't your life just be over?"
Upon hearing this, Kaede Mori showed no shame; instead, her eyes became even more seductive. She softly pressed against him, pouting, "dear, you're so naughty, stop talking~"
Her demeanor showed no hint of reluctance or unwillingness; she was clearly immersed in it.
Kenji released Kanako, who was already exhausted in his arms, and turned to forcefully press Kaede Mori against the wall. His movements were rough and urgent. While he fiercely thrust into her, his mouth was not idle: "By the way, does Hiroki have a pretty little girlfriend? Let me meet her sometime, okay?"
Kaede Mori gasped lightly, her eyes hazy yet with a hint of cunning, and retorted, "dear, have you taken a liking to Nao again?"
Kenji feigned anger, glaring at her, but couldn't hide the wicked smile on his face: "What are you talking about? I'm going to be Hiroki's future father, so how can I not meet my future daughter-in-law in advance?"
Heh heh heh!
Kenji let out an evil laugh, then led Kanako and Kaede Mori back into the room and continued his conquest.
The three of them didn't eat dinner, only drinking some water throughout the day.
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