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Hiro stared directly into Yuria's eyes, waiting for her answer with a cold and possessive smile.
Yuria remained silent for a second, processing the question. Then, a slow and perverse smile formed on her lips. She moved closer to him, pressing her large breasts against his chest, and whispered in a hoarse voice full of devotion:
"Go back to my married life?" she let out a soft laugh. "My love… that life no longer exists for me. From the first time you fucked me, I knew I could never go back. My husband… he's just a man who pays the bills. You are my owner. My master. The source of my pleasure."
She leaned in and kissed his neck with adoration before continuing:
"If he comes back… we'll keep having fun. I have no intention of stopping. If you want me to fuck you in front of him, I'll do it. If you want me to tell him that your cock is better than his, I'll do it with pleasure. My daughters and I belong to you. He is just… a guest in this house."
Anna, who was massaging Hiro's shoulders, smiled with complicity and added in a low voice:
"I prefer this too. I've never been this happy. I don't want to go back to being the 'responsible older sister.' I want to be your whore, Hiro. Always."
Rina, still kneeling between Hiro's legs, pulled his cock out of her mouth just to speak with a submissive and trembling voice:
"Master… I also want to keep being your little bitch. I don't care if Dad comes back. I just want you to use me… please."
Hiro felt a wave of pleasure and absolute power. He stroked Rina's head like a pet and looked at the three women.
"Good," he said in a hoarse voice. "When your father returns, we'll continue as always. But with one difference: I want him to feel that he no longer rules this house. I want him to see how his three women live to please me."
Yuria smiled with malice.
"Leave it to me, my love. I'll make sure he understands his new place."
Hiro gently tugged on Rina's leash, forcing her to suck him with more enthusiasm. Anna continued massaging his shoulders and kissing his neck, while Yuria knelt beside Rina to share his cock.
The family orgy continued throughout the afternoon.
Hiro fucked all three of them without mercy: first on the sofa, then on the dining table, and finally on the living room floor. He made them cum again and again, covered them in semen, humiliated them, and made them declare themselves his personal whores.
At the end of the afternoon, the three women lay exhausted and covered in semen on the floor, breathing heavily, with smiles of complete satisfaction and submission.
Hiro sat on the sofa, looking at his work with pride.
"This is just the warm-up," he said calmly. "Tomorrow I'll go back to the Hatsufuji house. And very soon… that family will be mine too."
Yuria, with her face stained with semen, looked up and smiled with devotion:
"We will help you with everything, my master. Akari and Shizuku will fall too. I promise."
Hiro stroked the hair of all three, feeling like a god.
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**Later that day:**
Hiro arrived at the Hatsufuji house exactly at the agreed time. Tatsunobu opened the door with a nervous but clearly excited smile.
"Come in, Hiro. Akari is finishing dinner. Shizuku is in her room but will come down soon," Tatsunobu said in a low voice, closing the door behind him. "Everything is ready as we agreed."
Hiro entered with a confident stride. The atmosphere in the house was warm and welcoming, but he could feel the latent sexual tension in the air.
Akari came out of the kitchen wearing an apron over a tight dress that highlighted her generous curves. When she saw him, she smiled warmly, though her cheeks flushed slightly pink.
"Hiro-kun, welcome again. I'm glad you could come."
"Thank you, Akari-san. It smells delicious," Hiro replied, deliberately letting his gaze slide down her body for a second.
Tatsunobu, watching from behind, swallowed visibly.
During dinner, the conversation flowed normally at first. Hiro talked about Shizuku's progress in her studies, praised Akari's cooking, and maintained a polite and charming tone. But little by little, he began to raise the temperature.
"Akari-san, I really admire how you manage the house and take care of your family," Hiro said, looking her straight in the eyes. "You are a very complete woman. Beautiful, intelligent, and dedicated. Tatsunobu-san is a very lucky man."
Akari blushed and lowered her gaze, clearly affected by the compliment.
"You're very kind, Hiro-kun…"
Tatsunobu, sitting next to Hiro, remained silent, but his breathing had grown heavier. His eyes shone with a mix of jealousy and excitement.
Hiro continued, this time in a more intimate tone:
"Sometimes I wonder how it's possible that a woman like you doesn't have all the men in the neighborhood after her. If I had a wife like you… I wouldn't leave her alone for even a second."
Akari let out a nervous laugh and shifted in her seat. Her thighs pressed together slightly under the table.
Tatsunobu, unable to contain himself any longer, intervened in a hoarse voice:
"Hiro is right, dear. You are an incredible woman. You should receive more… attention."
The atmosphere at the table became dense. Akari looked at her husband in surprise but said nothing. Shizuku, who had been quiet, watched everything with red cheeks.
After dinner, Tatsunobu stood up.
"I have an important work video call. I'll be back in a while. Hiro, would you mind staying a moment and helping Akari with the dishes? Shizuku, go to your room to study."
Both Akari and Shizuku seemed surprised but obeyed.
When Tatsunobu disappeared down the hallway, Hiro was left alone with Akari in the kitchen.
Akari began washing the dishes, visibly nervous. Hiro approached from behind, standing at a dangerous distance.
"Akari-san…" he whispered close to her ear. "Can I be honest with you?"
She tensed, but didn't pull away.
"Tell me…"
Hiro moved even closer, almost brushing against her back.
"From the first time I saw you, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. You are an impressive woman. And not just because of your beauty… there's something about you that attracts me a lot."
Akari breathed heavily. Her hands trembled under the water.
"Hiro-kun… I'm married… you shouldn't say those things to me…"
Hiro smiled and gently brushed her waist with his fingers.
"I know. But I also know that your husband doesn't satisfy you the way you deserve. And I… I could."
Akari froze, breathing with difficulty. She didn't reject him. She only bit her lip, clearly struggling with herself.
At that moment, from the hallway, Tatsunobu watched everything hidden, with his hand inside his pants.
Hiro knew it.
And that only excited him more.
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