Chapter 33: Sakura Demand (2) [R-18]
Hajime leaned on the bed, it creaked, his face approaching her warm slit, he held both of her thighs, he was ready to pillage. Hajime lightly blew hot air on her. The cool wind coming from the window was a stark contrast to his hot breath.
Sakura squirmed.
"Please." she begged.
"Who's the impatient one now?"
"Tehe." she giggled.
A lemony smell radiated into the air. Her scent was the most addicting. It was a scent that Hajime had grown to love, a scent that was his. He focused on her clit, extending his tongue and licking her pearl. Her bud pulsated.
"Mmm."
Sakura's taste was exquisite. His taste buds exploded, and a moan escaped her lips. The sound of his sucking and his tongue wiggling on her sensitive femininity echoed in the room.
He suckled, he kissed, and he licked.
"Yess"
Sakura closed her thighs, trapping Hajime's head.
"A bit more." she breathed heavily.
Hajime fingers joined his tongue.
Sakura's legs were strong, almost crushing his head, but he continued unabated. She grinded her hips.
"Your fingers" she gasped, "Are magic."
His index finger rested just short of her g-spot. Sakura's toes were curled and her muscles tensed. She grabbed a handful of his hair.
"Higher." she demanded.
His digit grazed her spot.
Sakura shuddered, the sheets rustling beneath her.
"Faster" she commanded.
His tongue lapped at her, his finger explored her.
"Oh, oh."
Her grip on him tightened.
Her loins were a raging furnace, wet juices exploded from her.
"D-don't stop."
Her whole body was shuddering.
"Ohh, I'm so close."
Sakura's buttcheeks clenched, her hips undulated, her thighs wrapped themselves around his head.
"Yesss."
She convulsed, her toes curled and her pussy walls contracted.
"Yeeessss"
Sakura panted, as she released her hold on Hajime's head. She gazed at him, his face drenched in her nectar, and her juices dripping from his chin. She bit her lip, admiring her work, a smug expression plastered on her face.
"My turn." she said.
Sakura pushed him down, taking of his pants. She didn't bother with the underwear. She ripped it with her teeth. Her eyes narrowed in on his cock.
"Sakura, that's expensive." Hajime complained.
She took one of his balls into her mouth, while stroking the base of his length with her hand.
"Fuck."
Her mouth was hot, wet, and steamy. The sole candle created a dim orange hue, emphasizing her exotic and mesmerizing hair. Sakura was a pretty sight.
"Hmm" she hummed, sending a shiver down his spine.
With a plop sound she took his other nut into her mouth, rolling her tongue, sucking on his precious seed bag.
"It's like a cookie." she said, "Mine, mine, mine."
She stared intently into his eyes, holding his gaze as her mouth devoured his girth.
The bedsheets were soft. His eyelids fluttered, his body sinking into the mattress and his dick into her throat.
Her tongue laid flat, as she bobbed her head. Her lips glided along his shaft, every movement elicited a jolt of pleasure. Her hand caressed his balls, fondling them, kneading them gently.
Hajime was in a trance, his eyes felt heavy, but he forced himself to look at the beautiful scene in front of him.
Sakura was the image of perfection. She was gorgeous. She was a perfect mix of devilry and innocence.
"I'm close. Don't forget." he said. Her red-yellow eyes sparkled.
"Open up." he commanded.
Sakura removed her hands and mouth, and placed them by her side. She pulled herself up, as she positioned her cunt against his dick.
"This is mine." she said, as she put all her weight on him, engulfing his penis with her soaking vaginal walls.
"All yours." Hajime grunted as her snatch squeezed his cock. The sound of their flesh slapping against each other could be heard, their moans filled the room.
Sakura rode him, bouncing up and down.
Their bodies were drenched in sweat. Droplets of their combined fluids leaked on to the sheets. Her sweet fragrance was mixed with the salty smell of their lovemaking.
His nails dug into her thighs, as his mouth found her teat, he sucked on her small breast, biting her hardened nipple, while his hands cupped her buttocks, spreading them.
The lustful sounds of their rutting echoed throughout the room, the bed creaking, the springs squealing.
"More, please." Sakura begged, her breasts pressing against his face.
"Anything you desire." Hajime promised.
Sakura cried out, her eyes rolling back, her tongue hanging out, as his shaft penetrated her deepest parts.
"I'm" she struggled to speak, "Cumming." she gasped.
Her walls spasmed, her liquids gushed forth. She fell on top of Hajime, her slim figure trembling, her body shuddering.
"Mine." she moaned as her honey dripped out of her. His shaft still inside of her.
"Let me be on top." he said.
Her breathing grew heavier as her body continued quivering.
"O-okay." she said, her voice almost a whisper.
With strength and stamina, he didn't possess before, Hajime flipped their bodies over, leaving Sakura lying on her back, her legs spread, her body vulnerable.
He loomed over her, his hair sticking to his forehead. Hajime's face glistened. Sakura stared into his eyes, her lips parted, her breaths tickling his cheeks.
Hajime buried his face into her neck, planting kisses on her skin. He nibbled on her collarbone, leaving trails of love bites all over her body. His hands wandered about her frame, resting on her breasts. They were small yet squeezable. He gently massaged her chest, his fingers circling her areola.
He pinned her nipple between his finger and thumb, squeezing her hard nub.
"Stop teasing." she whined.
Hajime pecked her shoulder.
"You're cute when you're needy."
Sakura grabbed his ass and pulled him towards her.
"I want your thick member." she begged.
"If the lady wishes."
He positioned his rod between her hot, wet sheath. He teased her with just the tip.
"In." she purred.
Hajime thrust into her. He pushed into her, her silky folds wrapping around his length, the pressure building up. He invaded her depths. It was intoxicating. It was hot, steamy, and tight. He was addicted to her. He desired her. He had to have her.
"So big." she cried, her pussy lips swallowing him whole.
"Perfect fit." Hajime groaned.
Hajime drove his shaft in and out of Sakura, filling her womb. Their fluids intermingled, forming a creamy mixture.
Her insides were wrapped tight around his cock, sucking him in.
Their skin slapped against one another. His hands clasped her breasts, pinching her pink nipples, tweaking them between his fingertips.
"You're beautiful Sakura." Hajime whispered, his ragged breathing tickling her ear.
"You're handsome." she sighed, her nails digging into his back.
Her toes curled, her knees buckling, as her head pressed against the pillows.
"Close." she struggled to utter.
Sakura's thighs rubbed his waist, her moans mingling with his groans.
"Hold it."
"Are you close?" she asked, her eyes glowed.
He answered her by increasing his pace.
"Ahhhh."
Sakura arched her back, her legs crossing behind his lower back. Her fluids gushed out, coating his cock.
"I'm close." he grunted.
"Spill your seed into me." she said, "Make me yours."
Hajime emptied his balls. He jerked his hips, shooting his thick hot cum into her deepest part.
"Fuuuck." he moaned. Their bodies shook with pleasure.
"Stay in me." Sakura sighed.
The bed squeaked as Hajime laid on her, their pungent smell lingered in the room.
She pulled his chin up, their mouths colliding, their tongues tangling.
Her lips were soft and tender. Her saliva was sweet. Her gaze revealed everything she felt about him. Sakura broke the kiss.
"I love you." she said.
"I love you too." he replied.
"I really do." she said, "Sometimes I think my chest will burst from the amount of love I have for you."
She wrapped her arms around him, resting his head on her chest.
"I saw how scared you were back then, of me." she said, "When I was just a seedling."
She stroked his messy hair.
"It made me sad." she sniffled, "Thank you for giving me a chance."
"Thank you, for being here, and for trusting me." she said, kissing him on his forehead.
Tears stained Sakura's bare chest. She gently caressed his back. She ran her fingers over his scar. The one, he got from saving Sophia. A pained expression appeared on her face.
"Do you want to know why I was scared of you?" he said, his face still buried in her chest.
"I already know." she said, "You died didn't you?"
Those words finally opened up what Hajime had been hiding deep within.
"I died." he paused, "I actually died."
She wiped the tears of his face.
"You know what the scariest thing is?" he said.
"You didn't arrive where you wanted to?"
"No. That didn't bother me."
"Then what was it?"
Hajime intertwined his fingers with hers.
"What if this is just a dream?" He whispered.
"A dream?" she repeated.
Hajime squeezed her hand.
"I'm scared I'll wake up one day and it'll all be gone, and the next thing I know I'm lying in a hospital bed or worse."
"Which is?"
"I'm in a coffin, inside a grave, dead."
"No, that won't happen."
"It might."
"Well." she leaned in closer, her forehead touched his, "I can assure you that this is not a dream."
"How can you know?"
"Hmm... How could I know?" Sakura thought aloud, placing her finger on her chin.
"I trust our children." she smiled.
Hajime felt a slight chill.
"Children?" he asked.
Sakura pointed toward the clay flower pot, where the three seedlings lay.
"A child inherits their mother's memories but a mother inherits her child's memory too." she said, "It's just that usually the children have no memories." she giggled.
She turned back to him.
"Our children are special." she said with the most radiant smile he had ever seen.
"Special how?" Hajime asked, he felt on edge, the hair lifted on the back of his neck.
"You'll find out." she smiled, "They really love their daddy."
[The System would like to remind the host, that a princess peaked through the door during your lovemaking]
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