"Hey, why are you trapping me?" Alex asked with a wicked grin.
What is the charm of a mature woman? It varies for everyone, but for Alex, he loved all of it. However, compared to Kasumi's daughter, Hazuki, he much preferred this gentle, "Yamato Nadeshiko" style mother. A big sister like her could always heal him.
He knew her seduction was her way of showing concern, and he loved her for it.
The mature beauty seemed determined to be the aggressor today, to act as lewd and wanton as Natsumi did in bed. But her heart was still fluttering like a trapped bird.
"I like it," Kasumi whispered, smiling tenderly with pursed lips.
Her charm lay in her mature femininity—sensual without being fake, generous and poised. She made a man feel at ease. But Alex's attraction was so powerful it made her want to writhe.
Her plan was to seduce Alex, take him to bed, and use the most primal, burning sex to make him happy. For this, she would ignore everything—even the fact that today was her ovulation day. If his hot essence flooded her "phoenix nest" and shot into her womb, she didn't mind at all.
That was how much she loved him. She had a beauty that radiated from within—elegant, gentle, and utterly addictive. Her ex-husband must have been blind to ignore such a bride and go after her daughter instead.
But Alex knew everything.
He didn't call her out. Instead, he blew a breath onto her face. While she was weak and flushed, he naturally wedged his elbow between her thighs. Before she could react, he twisted his trapped hand free and launched a fresh assault on her sensitive zones.
The sensitive Kasumi realized his intent and tried to clamp her legs again, but she only caught his other elbow. His fingers reached their destination unimpeded, covering her slick, wet folds.
"Nngh!"
This little brat... he's so experienced!
Kasumi cut off a scream just in time. The pleasure was mounting under his skilled fingers. Her walls of modesty were being melted away inch by inch by the fires of lust.
"Kasumi... you're quite the slut, aren't you?"
Oddly enough, just as he was about to succeed, Alex pushed the willing woman away and spoke with a grin. When his fingers had reached down there, he had found her valley was already drenched.
But he withdrew his hand. "You're already so wet~~"
Kasumi looked at him with surprise, her teeth biting her lower lip. She was still gripping his cock. "Alex, you're the same. Look at yourself, you're standing so tall, why stop..."
"I just want to rest for a bit. Doing this every day can get boring. Besides, I'm not a sex-crazed alien."
Alex looked at her. "I got a bit bored of it back at that noble girls' school."
"Oh?"
Kasumi wasn't that shocked, but she didn't believe him for a second. "Liar. I don't believe you. Alex is a big pervert, a lewd brat who thinks about sex all day. How could you get bored?"
Alex was speechless. What kind of image do you girls have of me?!
"You must have something on your mind... that's why you aren't in the mood, right?" Kasumi looked at him with maternal tolerance—sexy yet gentle. Her warmth was something people hated to leave. She was the perfect wife, a healer of souls.
Alex felt himself being healed.
Looking at her affectionate expression and her trembling chest, Alex smiled. "Kasumi... you really are a good wife. A great woman. I'm lucky to have you."
"Alex..." She blushed.
"I do have some things I'm conflicted about, but... I can't really tell you girls yet—"
Kasumi pressed her body against his, using her full breasts to squeeze him while her hand gently stroked his chest. Alex enjoyed the sensation. Her actions were bold yet restrained.
"It's okay~ You don't have to say anything. No matter what's on your mind, we will always be by your side." Kasumi squeezed harder, her skin rubbing against his. "I will use my body to help you forget those unhappy things."
Alex blinked, silently accepting her advance.
"Really, making me take the lead... usually you can't wait to pounce. Can you still hold back now?" Kasumi laughed as she saw him wavering.
With such a moving woman in front of him, could he hold back?
She put her hands to her chest and began unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her white neck. Alex had thought about letting her "reverse-rape" him, but the image of her perfect naked body and her S-curve flashed through his mind. His brain went "buzz," and all his blood rushed south.
"Kasumi... my cow-wife... I surrender."
Alex grabbed her and, lamenting that his weakness had been exploited, pushed her down onto the soft sofa. Kasumi looked at the face of the boy she loved; she was nervous, but happy.
She had a sudden idea and gave a playful wink. "No, no... don't do it here... no..."
She was seducing him, yet she pretended to resist. Her voice was low, sounding more like a moan to Alex. She did this to stir his passions even more, to make him more addicted to her body and help him forget his worries. It was a bit shameful, but it was "foreplay."
Kasumi is acting like a young girl.
Alex felt a jolt of excitement. In the next second, he acted desperate—though it was hard to tell how much was acting and how much was real. He scrambled to tear off her shirt.
She made a show of trying to stop him but didn't use any real strength. After a bit of pushing and pulling, she let her resistance fade, worried that he might actually get frustrated.
Alex grew even more excited by her mock-resistance. Finally, he ripped open her shirt. Her white, flat belly and a white embroidered bra were revealed. Her breasts were already bouncing within the cups.
"Ya~~"
She continued to "struggle," but her resistance was weak. Alex knew she was just role-playing. This Yamato Nadeshiko was learning new tricks, hehe.
This coquettishness was even more captivating. Her flickering gaze and half-hearted resistance drove him wild. He was truly hooked.
"Kasumi-nee... she's so good at this," Makoto whispered from their hiding spot, stunned.
Is this a woman's instinct, or did she learn this somewhere?
Alex felt like she was using the most advanced techniques to tease him. When he lunged, she didn't just submit; she glided away like a bird in the woods, dodged like an elf, or slipped away like a fish. Every move stimulated his senses.
When he finally "caught" her, the sense of victory gave him an incredible mental and physical rush. "Hard to get" was an ancient military tactic, but it worked wonders in bed too.
Alex's interest was peaked. With a sharp tug, he snapped her bra.
Kasumi let out a startled "Ah!" and instinctively covered her chest. "Nooo~~"
Never underestimate a housewife, Alex thought. He roughly pulled her hands away, and a pair of full, white breasts leaped out.
They were beautiful—pure white like warm jade, full and firm. The bright red "grapes" made him want to swallow them whole. They swayed and jiggled in the air.
Even though they had done it many times, her expression was as if it were her first time being "forced" and "claimed." Alex swallowed hard and lowered his head, biting one nipple and sucking greedily.
"Alex, no... Makoto and the others will see. I... I'll give it to you, let's go inside, don't do it here, Alex..."
Whether she was truly shy or acting, her expression was incredibly convincing. But Alex couldn't care less. The thrill had made him forget everything. He lay on top of her, sucking her nipples while his hands explored her body.
The mature beauty struggled a few more times before giving up. Alex's right hand slid under her skirt and gave a forceful tug, pulling it down past her waist.
He sat up, grabbed the skirt, and yanked it down. Kasumi cooperatively lifted her hips, and the skirt fell away, revealing her long, slender legs. Her skin was white and glowing, her thighs clamped tight together.
Alex stared at her legs for a moment, grinned, and leaned back down to grab the last remaining piece of clothing—her red panties.
Kasumi's "reluctant" expressions and movements were giving Alex an incredible high. Suddenly, she grabbed his hands tightly, stopping him. He tried to pull, but she held on tight.
"Kasumi?"