Chronolust Temptation [18+] High S*xual Content
Birthday Boy [oral, vaginal, anal, MFFFF] [Ending]

The dining room table held a small, elegant birthday cake, its creamy surface adorned with fresh strawberries and delicate swirls of frosting. Hayao sat at the head, his lean frame relaxed yet charged with anticipation, his dark eyes glinting with a predatory spark. The air was thick with the scent of sugar and something far more primal, a tension that pulsed beneath the surface of the celebration.

Mai, in a deep red dress that hugged her curvy, toned figure, leaned forward, her movements graceful as she scooped a piece of cake onto a spoon. “Open wide, birthday boy,” she purred, her voice a sultry caress that sent a shiver down Hayao’s spine. Her dark eyes locked onto his, a mix of maternal pride and wicked intent, as she fed him the sweet morsel, her fingers brushing his lips.

Beneath the table, Mio knelt, completely naked, her tanned, muscular body a vision of strength and curves. Her platinum blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, brushing against Hayao’s thighs as her lips wrapped tightly around his cock. Her hazel eyes were half-lidded with pleasure, her tongue swirling around the tip, sending waves of ecstasy through him. She hummed softly, the vibrations making Hayao’s hips twitch, his hand tangling in her hair to guide her rhythm.

“Fuck, Mio, you’re killing me,” Hayao groaned, his voice thick with arousal as he savored the cake and the blowjob simultaneously. The contrast of the sweet frosting and Mio’s hot, wet mouth was intoxicating, his cock throbbing with each eager suck.

Mai chuckled, a low, throaty sound, leaning closer to feed him another bite. “Only the best for my boy,” she said, her breath warm against his ear. “But there’s more to come, Hayao. Something special.”

Hayao’s curiosity flared, his eyes narrowing playfully. “Oh? What else do you have planned?” he asked, his tone teasing despite the growing pressure in his loins.

Mai’s smile was enigmatic, her fingers trailing down his chest. “Patience, darling. It’s a surprise.”

Mio’s tongue flicked over his sensitive tip, her hands massaging his balls, pushing him closer to the edge. “¡Te amo, Hayao! [I love you, Hayao!]” she murmured, her Spanish slipping out in her fervor, her lips tightening around him as she sucked harder.

Hayao’s breath hitched, his hips bucking. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his voice strained, his hand tightening in Mio’s hair.

But Mai’s hand shot under the table, grabbing Mio by the hair and pulling her off with a wet pop. Mio looked up, panting, her lips swollen and glistening. “Not yet, Mio,” Mai whispered, leaning down to murmur in her ear. “He needs to save himself for his present.”

Mio’s eyes widened, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. “Okay, Mai,” she said, her voice breathy with excitement. “I can’t wait to see it.”

Hayao, still throbbing with need, looked between them, his curiosity now a fever pitch. “What is it?” he asked, his tone a mix of playfulness and frustration. “Come on, tell me.”

Mai stood, her dress accentuating her curves, and extended a hand. “Come with me, birthday boy. It’s time.”

Mio rose, her naked body a vision of toned muscle and soft curves, and moved behind Hayao. She pressed her large breasts against his back, her nipples hard against his shirt, and covered his eyes with her hands. “No peeking,” she whispered, her breath hot against his neck, her voice laced with anticipation.

Hayao allowed himself to be led, his heart racing as Mio’s warmth enveloped him, her breasts a soft, teasing pressure. Mai took his hand, guiding him through the apartment to the bedroom, her steps confident, her grip firm. The door creaked open, and they stepped inside, the air thick with an unfamiliar tension, charged with the promise of something forbidden.

“Ready?” Mai asked, her voice a sultry murmur, dripping with intent.

Mio’s hands fell away, and Hayao blinked, eyes adjusting to the bedroom’s dim amber glow, cast by a lone lamp on a sleek wooden nightstand. The room was a sanctuary of shadows, the silk sheets on the king-sized bed rumpled from earlier indulgences, their crisp white surface a stark contrast to the heavy air thick with the musky scent of arousal and Mai’s lingering perfume. The walls, adorned with minimalist art—a single ink wash painting of a bamboo grove—seemed to pulse with the weight of their crossed boundaries, the faint hum of Tokyo’s nightlife seeping through a cracked window, a distant reminder of the world beyond their forbidden dance.

His gaze landed on the bed, and his breath stalled, his cock twitching painfully in his trousers as the scene sank in. There, bound with silk bows like gifts laid out for his pleasure, were Yumi and Aunt Rina. Yumi, his sister, her long, dyed dark brown hair fanned across the pillows, a rich cascade framing her voluptuous form. Red silk ties bit into her wrists and ankles, securing her to the bedposts, her dark eyes wide with a cocktail of fear and defiance, her full lips stretched around a silk gag, breaths short and muffled through the fabric. Her body, soft and curvaceous, trembled under the relentless buzz of dildos buried in her vagina and ass, her skin flushed with forced arousal, beads of sweat glistening on her collarbone.

Rina, Mai’s younger sister, was slightly tubby, her black hair tumbling in disheveled waves over her shoulders, framing her massive breasts that spilled over the silk bonds circling her chest and waist. Her green eyes sparked with defiance, though her body quaked under the ceaseless hum of toys in her vagina and ass, her flushed skin slick with sweat, her curves soft and yielding under the tight restraints. The dildos’ vibrations sent shivers through her, her heavy breasts swaying slightly with each involuntary twitch, her lips muffled by a silk gag.

Hayao’s mouth turned to dust, his cock straining against its confines, a torrent of shock and desire crashing through him. “What… what is this?” he croaked, voice barely audible, eyes darting between the two women, his mind reeling with the possibilities.

Mai’s hand settled on his shoulder, possessive and proud, her fingers squeezing lightly, grounding him in her command. “Your birthday present, Hayao,” she said, her tone weaving maternal care with dark intent, her voice a sultry purr that sent heat pooling in his groin. “Only the best for my boy. Do you like it?”

Hayao gulped, nodding slowly, his gaze raking over Yumi and Rina’s trembling, bound forms, their bodies a canvas of forbidden temptation. “Yeah… I like it,” he stammered, his voice thick with lust, his cock screaming for release as his mind spun with the depravity of the gift.

Mai’s smile turned feral, satisfaction glinting in her dark eyes like a predator savoring its prey. “Good. You need to claim them—make them yours. We don’t want any messy police reports later, right?” Her words carried a chilling weight, a reminder of the stakes, her fingers tightening on his shoulder.

The implication hit him like a stone, and he swallowed hard, his resolve hardening. “No, we don’t,” he agreed, voice firming as he stepped into the role she’d carved out, his body thrumming with anticipation.

Mai’s gaze darkened, venom seeping into her tone as she glanced at Rina. “Who first? I say start with that whore Rina,” she spat, grabbing Rina’s massive breast and squeezing hard, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh, drawing a wince as pain flared in Rina’s gagged eyes. “She tried to steal Daigo from me, after all.”

Hayao's aunt’s muffled protest buzzed through the gag, her body straining against the silk, her heavy breasts jiggling with the effort, but Mai ignored her, turning to Hayao with a wicked glint. “What do you think, baby? Will you do it for me?”

Hayao’s eyes hardened, lust and a shadow of something darker flickering within, a twisted loyalty to Mai fueling his desire. “Yes, Mom. For you,” he said, voice low and steady, hands already working his trousers open, freeing his throbbing cock.

Mai’s smile was a victorious slash, her eyes gleaming with vindictive triumph. “That’s my boy. Fuck her ass until she can’t walk. Make her know who owns her now.”

Hayao approached the bed, hands trembling with anticipation, his cock rigid and pulsing. He didn’t untie the poor woman; instead, he maneuvered her bound form onto all fours, her knees sinking into the mattress, her massive breasts dangling heavily, swaying with each shift. The dildos hummed inside her, her body slick and trembling, her soft, tubby frame quivering under the strain. He gripped her hips, fingers sinking deep into the plush, meaty curves of her ass, marveling at its give. “You’re so fucking soft, Rina,” he murmured, voice thick with lust, hands digging into her yielding flesh, the warmth and suppleness under his palms driving his arousal to a fever pitch. “Like a goddamn dream.”

His aunt’s muffled whimper sang through the gag, her body quivering beneath him, a mix of fear and forced arousal evident in her tense muscles. Hayao pressed on, yanking the anal dildo free with a rough pull, the wet, sucking sound spiking his desire as it hit the floor with a dull thud. He aligned his cock with her stretched, slick hole, the entrance glistening from the toy’s work, and thrust in hard, burying himself deep in a single, savage stroke. The bed groaned under the force, its frame creaking as Rina’s body lurched forward.

The curvy woman’s muffled scream tore through the scarf, her ass clamping around him like a vice, the tightness excruciating, a searing heat that gripped him with unrelenting force. The sensation was raw, almost punishing, her passage constricting painfully around his cock, the friction intense and unyielding. Each thrust sent a jolt of pain through her, her body shuddering, her soft flesh rippling with the impact, her massive breasts bouncing wildly beneath her. Hayao’s grip tightened, fingers bruising her plush ass, his nails digging into the meaty curves as he pounded into her with brutal abandon. “Fuck, you’re tight, auntie,” he growled, his cock pulsing inside her, the painful clench of her ass driving him feral. “You’re mine now—all fucking mine.”

Rina’s body rocked under his relentless assault, her muffled cries a mix of agony and forced pleasure, the dildos in her vagina amplifying the overstimulation. Her ass was a furnace, hot and constricting, each thrust met with resistance that made Hayao’s pleasure sharper, more intense, the pain she felt only fueling his sadistic edge. “Take it, Aunt,” he taunted, his voice rough with lust, hands kneading her soft flesh. “Take every inch—you’re my slut now.”

Mai watched with a satisfied smirk, her eyes glinting with vindictive glee, then stepped in front of Rina. Hiking her dress, she exposed her dripping pussy, glistening in the dim light, the scent of her arousal thick and heady. With a rough hand, she untied her sister’s gag, the silk falling away to reveal her tear-streaked face, lips trembling, eyes wide with pain and desperation. “Please, Mai-chan, stop this,” Rina begged, her voice raw and broken, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry—I never meant to hurt you. Please, let me go.”

Mai’s face twisted with cold fury, her hand fisting in Rina’s black hair, yanking her head back sharply. “Sorry’s not enough, sister,” she hissed, shoving the other woman’s face into her crotch, grinding her wet folds against her mouth. “Lick me—prove it.”

Rina’s tongue darted out, licking and sucking with desperate fervor, her sobs muffled against Mai’s pussy as she obeyed, her body rocking under Hayao’s brutal thrusts. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she mumbled between licks, her voice choked with tears, her tongue working frantically to please, to atone for her past sins. Mai moaned, guiding her with a possessive edge, her hips bucking against Rina’s face. “That’s it, you slut,” she purred, her voice dripping with malice. “Make it good—earn your forgiveness.”

Across the bed, Mio approached Yumi, her touch soft and reverent as she ran a hand through Yumi’s long, dyed dark brown hair, fingers tracing the silken strands with a tenderness that stood in stark contrast to the room’s intensity. “Don’t be scared, Yumi,” she whispered, her voice a soothing balm amid the chaos. “Estás a salvo conmigo (you’re safe with me).”

With gentle care, Mio untied Yumi’s gag, the silk slipping free to reveal her trembling lips, her dark eyes wide with fear and defiance. “Mio, please,” Yumi whispered, her voice quaking, her body straining against the silk ties. “This isn’t right—I don’t want this. Let me go, please.”

Mio’s heart clenched at the fear in Yumi’s eyes, but she held firm, her hands cupping Yumi’s face with a gentle insistence. “Yumi, we’re going to be family now,” she said, her voice soft but resolute, her hazel eyes searching Yumi’s. “I want to get to know you better—let me show you how good this can feel.”

Yumi shook her head, tears welling as she tried to pull away, the silk bonds holding her fast. “No, Mio, I can’t—this is wrong,” she pleaded, her voice cracking, her body tense with resistance. “I’m his sister—please, don’t make me do this.”

Mio’s expression softened, but she didn’t relent. Instead, she reached down, her fingers finding the buzzing vibrator in Yumi’s pussy, and began to move it slowly, in and out, her touch gentle yet deliberate, coaxing pleasure from Yumi’s reluctant body. “Shh, Yumi, just relax,” she murmured, her other hand stroking Yumi’s hair, soothing her. “Let yourself feel it—let go. You’re safe with me.”

Yumi’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping despite her protests, her body betraying her as the vibrator’s hum sent waves of pleasure through her core. “Mio… no, I don’t want… it’s wrong,” she whispered, but her hips shifted slightly, responding to the stimulation, her resistance fraying under Mio’s tender persistence.

Mio leaned in, her lips brushing Yumi’s in a soft, tentative kiss that deepened swiftly, their tongues tangling in a slow, sensual dance. Yumi’s eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling as she fought the pleasure, but Mio’s gentle kisses and the relentless vibrator began to chip away at her resolve. “You’re so beautiful, Yumi,” Mio murmured, her lips trailing down Yumi’s neck, kissing and sucking with delicate heat. “Quiero hacerte sentir bien (I want to make you feel good).”

Yumi’s moans grew louder, her body arching into Mio’s touch, her resistance crumbling as the pleasure overwhelmed her. “Mio… it feels… so good,” she confessed, her voice faint, her eyes darting to Hayao and his aunt across the bed. The sight of Hayao’s brutal thrusts into Rina’s soft, tubby frame, his hands digging into her plush ass, sent a jolt through Yumi, her own arousal spiking despite her lingering fear. “Oh, God, what’s happening to me?” she whimpered, her hips bucking against the vibrator, her body surrendering to the sensation.

Mio intensified her efforts, her fingers manipulating the vibrator with expert precision, sliding it deeper, then pulling it back, teasing Yumi’s sensitive walls. “That’s it, Yumi,” she cooed, her voice a seductive whisper, her lips brushing Yumi’s ear. “Let go—cum for me. We’re family now, and I want you to feel this with me.”

Yumi’s body tensed, a cry tearing from her throat as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy clenching around the vibrator, her juices flowing freely, soaking the sheets beneath her. Mio held her through it, kissing her deeply, swallowing her moans, their connection deepening in the heat of the moment. “You’re perfect, Yumi,” Mio whispered, her hand still stroking Yumi’s hair, her voice thick with affection. “Estás conmigo ahora (you’re with me now).”

Hayao’s cock plunged deep into his aunt’s ass, the tight, searing heat gripping him with each savage thrust. Her soft, tubby body quaked beneath him, her massive breasts swaying heavily, black hair spilling in disheveled waves over her shoulders. Her green eyes, wide with pain and defiance, glistened through the silk gag, her muffled cries a raw testament to the agony of his intrusion. The bed groaned under their weight, the frame creaking as Hayao’s hands dug into the plush, meaty curves of her ass, fingers sinking deep into the yielding flesh. “Fuck, auntie, you’re so soft,” he growled, voice thick with lust, relishing the way her body gave under his grip, a pliant canvas for his desires.

Mai, her eyes gleaming with vindictive satisfaction, leaned over to Hayao, her hand caressing his sweat-slicked shoulder. “Keep fucking her, baby,” she purred, her voice a sultry command laced with dark glee. “Make her scream—show her who owns her now.” She leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep, possessive kiss, her tongue invading his mouth with hungry fervor, tasting the salt of his exertion. Hayao moaned into the kiss, his thrusts unrelenting, the dual sensations of Rina’s tight ass and Mai’s lips driving him to a fevered edge.

The woman’s ass was a furnace, painfully constricting, each thrust met with a burning resistance that made her body shudder, her soft flesh rippling with the impact. The friction was raw, almost punishing, her passage clenching so tightly it bordered on torture, yet the dildo buzzing in her vagina amplified the overstimulation, pushing her toward a reluctant climax. Rina's muffled screams vibrated through the gag, a mix of agony and forced pleasure, her body betraying her as Hayao pounded into her with brutal abandon.

Mai pulled back from the kiss, her dark eyes flashing with intent. “I’m going to prepare Yumi for you,” she said, her voice a seductive promise, dripping with malice. She moved to the other side of the bed, where Yumi lay bound, her long, dyed dark brown hair fanned across the pillows, a rich cascade framing her voluptuous form. Red silk ties bit into her wrists and ankles, securing her to the bedposts, her dark eyes wide with fear and defiance, full lips stretched around a silk gag, breaths short and ragged.

Mio knelt beside Yumi, her tanned body a vision of strength and curves, her platinum blonde hair spilling over her shoulders. Her hazel eyes softened with tenderness as she ran a hand through Yumi’s hair, fingers tracing the silken strands. “Don’t be scared, Yumi,” she whispered, voice a soothing balm amid the chaos. “Estás a salvo conmigo (You’re safe with me).” She reached down, gently untying the gag, the silk slipping free to reveal Yumi’s trembling lips.

“Mio, please,” Yumi whispered, voice quaking, her body straining against the ties. “This is wrong—I don’t want this. Let me go, please.”

Mio’s heart clenched, but she held firm, cupping Yumi’s face. “Yumi, we’re going to be family now,” she said, voice resolute yet gentle. “I want to get to know you better—let me show you how good this can feel.”

Yumi shook her head, tears welling as she pulled against the bonds. “No, Mio, I can’t—this is sick,” she pleaded, voice cracking. “He’s my brother—please, stop this.”

Mai joined them, her presence commanding as she knelt beside Yumi, her hand trailing down Yumi’s body, fingers brushing her bound breasts. “Shh, Yumi,” she cooed, voice dripping with seduction. “You’re part of us now. Let us make you feel good.” She reached for the buzzing vibrator in Yumi’s pussy, slowly sliding it in and out, teasing her sensitive walls with deliberate strokes.

Mio, following Mai’s lead, moved to Yumi’s ass, gently manipulating the anal toy, easing it deeper, then pulling it back, her touch careful yet insistent. “Relax, Yumi,” Mio murmured, her fingers stroking Yumi’s thigh. “Let it happen—quiero que te sientas bien (I want you to feel good).”

Yumi’s breath hitched, a moan escaping despite her protests, her body trembling as the dual stimulation overwhelmed her resistance. “No… I don’t want… it’s wrong,” she whimpered, but her hips bucked slightly, betraying her as pleasure crept in. Her eyes darted to Hayao and Rina, the sight of her brother’s brutal thrusts into their aunt’s soft, tubby frame sending a jolt through her, her pussy clenching around the vibrator.

Meanwhile, Hayao, driven by the sight of Mio and Mai with Yumi, pulled out of crying woman’s ass with a slick pop, his cock glistening with her juices and his cum. He moved to her head, grabbing her black hair and yanking her face up. With a cruel smirk, he untied Rina’s gag, the silk falling away to reveal her tear-streaked face, lips trembling. 

“Please, Hayao, stop this,” Rina sobbed, voice raw. “I’m so sorry—” 

With remorse the boy forced his cock into his aunt’s mouth, the taste of her own ass and his cum flooding her senses. Rina gagged, her throat constricting, tears streaming as she tried to pull away, but Hayao’s grip held her firm, his other hand mauling her massive breast, squeezing hard enough to bruise, twisting her nipple until she cried out.

“Suck it, Rina,” Hayao growled, thrusting deeper, his cock hitting the back of her throat. “Show me how sorry you are.” Rina’s muffled apologies—“I’m sorry, I’m sorry”—vibrated against him as she sucked, her tongue swirling desperately, her eyes pleading for mercy.

Across the bed, Yumi’s resistance frayed further, her moans growing louder as Mai’s tongue lapped at her pussy, sucking her clit with expert precision, while Mio’s tongue teased her ass, circling the tight hole with slow, sensual licks. “Oh, God, Mom… Mio,” Yumi gasped, her voice breaking, hips bucking against their mouths. “It’s too much—I can’t fight it.”

“You don’t have to,” Mio murmured, her lips brushing Yumi’s ass, her tongue delving deeper, tasting the musky heat of her skin. “Let go, Yumi—be with us.”

Yumi’s eyes locked on Hayao, his cock buried in Rina’s throat as he came, and the sight shattered her last defenses. 

“Okay… I’ll try,” she whispered, her body surrendering as another orgasm built, her pussy and ass pulsing under Mai and Mio’s relentless attention.

Mai pulled back, her lips glistening with Yumi’s juices, her dark eyes burning with intent. “She’s ready for you now, Hayao,” she purred, her fingers sliding into Yumi’s tight asshole, stretching it with slow, deliberate thrusts. She leaned down, her tongue circling the puckered rim, licking with wet, teasing strokes, her gaze locked on Hayao’s, a sultry challenge in her eyes. “Your sister’s waiting, baby.”

Yumi whimpered, her voice trembling. “Mom, please… he’s my brother,” she pleaded, her resistance fragile, her body betraying her with each shudder of pleasure. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

Mai’s fingers pumped faster, her tongue flicking over Yumi’s ass, her voice a soothing command. “You can, sweet girl. You’ll love it—trust Mommy.” She glanced at Mio, nodding. “Help her relax, Mio.”

Mio nodded, her platinum blonde hair catching the lamplight as she leaned in, her tongue joining Mai’s, lapping at Yumi’s ass with slow, sensual strokes. “Hayao’s cock is wonderful, Yumi,” she whispered, her hands caressing Yumi’s thighs, coaxing her to yield. “We’re family now.”

Yumi’s moans grew louder, her hips bucking against their mouths, her resistance crumbling under the dual assault. “It’s… it’s too good,” she gasped, her voice breaking, tears welling in her eyes. “I can’t fight it anymore.”

Hayao, still buried in Rina’s throat, felt his cock soften from his recent climax. He pulled out, his cock slick with cum and her juices, and turned to Mio, his voice a low growl. “Mio, help me get hard again. I need to claim Yumi.”

Mio got off the bed and, with a shy smile, she stood, slipping the straps off he dress shoulders, letting the fabric slide down her body like water, pooling at her feet. Her skin glowed in the dim light, nipples erect, her curves a testament to her strength and sensuality.  She crawled to him, her tanned, powerful body gleaming with sweat, her large breasts swaying as she moved. She came close to him, her hands caressing his thighs. 

Hayao’s mother, watching with a predatory grin, followed suit. Her fingers found the zipper of her deep red dress, sliding it down with deliberate slowness, the fabric parting to reveal her toned, curvaceous form. She shrugged it off, letting it fall in a whisper, her breasts heavy and full, her body a vision of disciplined beauty. 

“Let’s make this special, baby,” she purred, stepping out of the dress, her eyes locked on Hayao’s.

Now both women were naked, their bodies a study in contrasts—Mio’s strong frame beside Mai’s sleek, curvaceous figure. Mio’s lips enveloped Hayao’s softening cock, her tongue swirling around the tip, sucking gently. She continued like for a good few minutes, but despite her skill, his cock remained limp, the exhaustion of his climax weighing heavy. 

“Hayao, I’m trying,” she murmured, frustration lacing her voice as she redoubled her efforts, her mouth working him with desperate care.

Mai chuckled softly, her presence commanding as she came to her son. 

“Looks like my baby boy needs his mother’s touch,” she said, her voice a seductive promise. She leaned in, her lips brushing Hayao’s in a slow, lingering kiss, her tongue invading his mouth with possessive hunger. 

“Let Mommy help you,” she whispered, her breath hot against his lips, sending a shiver down his spine.

Hayao’s breath caught, his body stirring at her touch. Mai’s hand joined Mio’s, their fingers intertwining as they stroked him, Mai’s lips trailing along his neck, teeth grazing his skin, leaving a trail of heat. Mio’s mouth worked his cock, her tongue flicking the sensitive underside, but still, he struggled to harden. Nearby, Rina lay bound, sobbing, her soft, tubby frame trembling from Hayao’s earlier violation. 

“I’m sorry, Mai-chan, I’m so sorry,” she mumbled through her tears, her voice raw with shame, her black hair clinging to her sweat-slicked skin.

Hayao, his cock semi-hard, swung his leg over Rina’s head, straddling her tear-streaked face, his knees pressing into the mattress. He lowered himself, placing his balls against her lips, the heat of his skin brushing her mouth. “Lick them, you cheating whore,” he ordered, his voice firm, hands resting on his thighs.

The tubby woman’s eyes widened, fresh tears spilling, but she obeyed, her tongue darting out reluctantly, licking his balls with slow, tentative strokes. The taste of sweat and sex filled her mouth, her sobs muffled against his skin as she complied, her body quaking beneath him. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she mumbled between licks, her voice breaking with each word.

Mai and Mio knelt on either side, their naked bodies a feast for Hayao’s eyes. Mai took his shaft into her mouth, her lips wrapping around him with commanding precision, while Mio’s tongue flicked along the base, their efforts synchronized to coax him back to hardness. The sensation of Rina’s reluctant licks on his balls, combined with Mai’s deep, authoritative sucking and Mio’s eager teasing, sent a surge of arousal through Hayao, his cock hardening fully, throbbing with need.

Mai pulled back, a glistening string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock, her eyes alight with satisfaction. 

She leaned close, her breath hot against Hayao’s ear. “Your sister’s been saving her ass for you, baby,” she whispered, her voice a dark, seductive purr. “But claim her pussy first—make her yours completely.”

The words ignited a fire in Hayao’s chest, his cock pulsing with excitement. He dismounted Rina, leaving her sobbing and spent, and moved to Yumi, who lay trembling, her eyes wide with fear and reluctant desire. He knelt beside her, his hands gentle as he untied the silk bonds, freeing her limbs. 

“Are we really going to do this?” Yumi asked, her voice small, her gaze searching his face. “I want to stay your sister.”

He caressed her cheek, his touch tender despite the lust burning in his eyes. “We’ll always be family, Yumi,” he assured her, his voice firm yet soft. “No matter what hole I fuck, you’re my sister—the best birthday present ever.”

Yumi blushed, her resistance melting under his words, a shy nod signaling her surrender. “Okay,” she whispered, spreading her legs, her pussy glistening with arousal, inviting him in.

Hayao positioned himself between her thighs, his cock brushing her slick entrance. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he entered her, her tight, wet heat enveloping him completely. Yumi gasped, her back arching, hands gripping the sheets as he filled her. 

“Oh, Hayao,” she moaned, her voice thick with pleasure. “It’s so big—it feels so good.”

He began to rut into her, hips rocking in a steady rhythm, each thrust driving deeper, hitting spots that made her moan louder. 

“You’re mine, Yumi,” he growled, hands roaming her curves, pinching her nipples. “My sister, my lover.”

Yumi’s legs wrapped around him, heels digging into his back, pulling him deeper. “Yes, bro, I’m yours,” she panted, body moving in sync with his. “Fuck me—make me yours.”

As Hayao and Yumi lost themselves in their rhythm, Mai and Mio turned to Rina, their naked bodies glistening with sweat. Mai straddled Rina’s chest, her pussy grinding against her massive, soft breasts, hips rolling in slow circles. Mio knelt between Rina’s legs, fingers plunging into her wet pussy, tongue flicking her clit with relentless precision. Rina’s sobs morphed into moans, her body betraying her shame as another orgasm built, hips bucking against Mio’s touch. 

“I’m sorry, Mai-chan,” she whimpered, voice raw, but the pleasure overwhelmed her, her body shuddering as she came, juices soaking Mio’s fingers.

Hayao’s thrusts grew urgent, his cock pulsing inside Yumi’s tight pussy. “I’m gonna cum,” he warned, voice strained. “Fuck, sis, you’re so tight. The tightest.”

“Cum inside me, bro,” Yumi urged, legs tightening, pushing him deeper. “I want you inside me.” Her words sent him over the edge, and with a final thrust, he came, flooding her pussy with thick, hot cum. 

Yumi’s orgasm crashed through her, pussy clenching around him, milking every drop as she cried, “I’ve never had a cock so good!”

Hayao pulled out, their fluids leaking from Yumi’s pussy as she pouted, breath ragged. “You came so much,” she murmured, cheeks flushed. He kissed her deeply, tasting her surrender, then settled into a chair next to the bed, catching his breath, eyes fixed on the women.

Mai untied her sister, her fingers deftly unravelling the silken bonds that had held her, freeing her to join the sensual fray. The women—Mio, Mai, Rina, and Yumi—continued their exploration, their bodies entwining in a mesmerizing tangle of limbs, a living tapestry of desire woven with soft skin and heated breaths. The air thrummed with anticipation, thick with the scent of arousal and the faint musk of sweat as they surrendered to their shared passion.

The blonde woman lay back on the plush bed, her legs spreading wide in a bold invitation, her body glistening in the dim light. Mio knelt between them, her platinum blonde hair cascading over her shoulders as she lowered her head, her tongue lapping eagerly at Mai’s pussy. The wet, rhythmic strokes were deliberate, each one drawing a shudder from Mai as Mio’s tongue explored her folds, teasing her clit with flicks and slow, languid circles. Her fingers joined the dance, curling deep inside Mai’s slick heat, pressing against that perfect spot that made Mai’s hips buck and her breath hitch. Mio’s free hand roamed Mai’s thigh, tracing delicate patterns on the sensitive skin, then sliding up to knead her breast, pinching the nipple gently to heighten the waves of pleasure coursing through her. 

Mai’s moans grew louder, her hands gripping Mio’s hair, guiding her with desperate urgency as she whispered, “More, Mio, don’t stop.”

Nearby, Yumi and Rina knelt together, their bodies pressed so tightly that their breasts flattened against each other, nipples brushing with every subtle movement, sending sparks of delight through their cores. Their tongues danced in a deep, fervent kiss, a hungry exploration of mouths that tasted of arousal and longing, lips slick and swollen from the intensity. The old woman’s fingers teased Yumi’s clit with expert precision, circling and rubbing, occasionally dipping lower to gather Yumi’s wetness before returning to her task. 

Their bodies ground together, hips rocking in a primal rhythm, the slickness of sweat and arousal easing the friction into something exquisite. Yumi’s hands roamed her aunt’s curves, cupping her ass to pull her closer, then sliding up to pinch Rina’s nipples, eliciting a gasp that broke their kiss. Rina retaliated by slipping two fingers inside her niece, pumping slowly as her thumb worked her clit, drawing a sharp cry from Yumi’s lips. Their moans blended into a symphony of pleasure, a chorus of gasps and sighs that filled the room.

The exploration deepened as Mio glanced up from between Mai’s thighs, her hazel eyes catching Rina’s. A silent invitation passed between them, and Rina shifted, guiding Yumi to lie back. Yumi complied, spreading her legs as Rina mirrored Mio’s position, her tongue now tasting Yumi’s arousal with slow, deliberate licks that built into a relentless assault on her senses. The women moved fluidly, taking and giving pleasure in equal measure, their bodies slick with sweat and desire, the night stretching on in an endless crescendo of ecstasy.

Hayao watched, cock stirring again, hardening at their abandon. Yumi caught his gaze, a mischievous smile spreading. “Hayao,” she called, untangling herself from the press of bodies, voice steady with confidence. “I want to give you my anal virginity.”

She approached, stride bold, and turned, bending to present her ass. Hayao guided her, positioning her to lower herself onto his cock, facing away, hands on his knees for support. She sank down slowly, his cock pressing against her tight, virgin hole, the stretch burning. “You’re so big, bro,” she whimpered, voice quaking with pain and excitement. “It’s going to hurt, but I want it.”

“Take it slow,” Hayao encouraged, hands steady on her hips. 

Inch by inch, she took him in, her ass stretching, pain giving way to thrilling pleasure. Fully sheathed, she used his lap as a springboard, bouncing, ass slapping his thighs, moans escalating. Hayao groaned, the tight heat driving him wild. “Fuck, sis, you’re perfect,” he praised, hands pinching her nipples. With a final thrust, he came, shooting deep into her colon, triggering Yumi’s orgasm, her ass clenching as she gasped his name.

Still hard inside her, Hayao surveyed the women—his girlfriend, his mother, and his aunt—entangled in their pleasure, bodies glistening with sweat and desire. Pride swelled in his chest, a fierce satisfaction at having claimed them all, his cock pulsing in his sister’s ass as the night stretched on in a haze of heat and surrender.

It was the best birthday of his life.

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