Raping Takki

My alarm clock wakes me up the next day. I yawn wide and stretch before swing my feet off the bed. Scratching head with one hand, I go out of bedroom, still in my night attire – loose white t-shirt dangling to my thighs. I head to kitchen and see Takki already sitting at dining table, dressed in his school uniform, eating a toast.

“Ohayou,” I say, grabbing my mug and coffer pot. I yawn while pouring coffee. “Oh, I need coffee badly,” I mumble to myself, sipping my coffee. “You need to dress up badly too,” Takki comments in his usual blunt-often-offending tone. I cast a look at him from above my mug rim, gulping and swallowing the black thick liquid then approach him. “Why? Suddenly you have interest in what I wear?” I ask, standing next to his chair. “Well, that’s …” Takki steals a quick glance at my braless chest and my naked thighs. “… kinda inappropriate…”

He’s about to take another bite at his toast but I snatch it away. “Hey..!” He starts to protest but then thinks better. “Explain about this inappropriateness you’re thinking about!” I demand. “Never mind, just forget it,” he says, drinking his milk. I frown at him and next moment drop myself on his lap. “What…?!” Takki’s surprised face quickly turns into blush, certainly feeling my naked flesh through his pants. He swallows then utters hoarsely. “Aso-san… please get off…” He shifts uncomfortably in his chair.

I shake my head. “You’re not going anywhere before explaining what you mean with your words earlier,” I state firmly, pressing myself down against him. Takki groans, shifting again beneath me. “Please don’t do this to me again,” he pleads with tortured face and voice. “Do what, Takki-chan? Speak clearly…” I shift on his lap, pressing my naked ball and center closer against the front part of his pants. “Uhh..!” Takki gasps, his erection stirring inside his pants against me. I brush tip of tongue above his lips, licking his milk moustache, pressing my breasts against his chest as doing so. Takki groans again, trying to capture my mouth with his but I draw myself before he succeeds. He catches his breath and speaks hoarsely, “Do… this…”

“Mm… so you want me to do this, Takki-chan?” I smirk at him while sliding hand down to his pants, fumbling for his zipper. “No, No…!” Takki protests but my fingers already find his zipper, unzip his pants and stroke in. “Ugh… Uhh…” Takki leans backward in his chair as my hand massaging his hardening erection. “Please… stop… don’t do this…” He murmurs in between his aroused sounds.

I shift on his lap, straddling across him while facing at him. Holding his big hard erection in my hand, I position myself against him, touching his tip of erection against my ball. I moan softly, feeling the nice sensation when moving him against me, rubbing my ball against his tip. Takki groans loudly as I move him harder and faster against me. My ball gets hard from the caress of his erection tip and my center grows wet and wetter.

“Aso-san…!” Takku calls with thick deep aroused voice. “Please let me in…” Still rubbing my ball against his tip, my wetness dripping on to his pants, I shake my head. “No…” I answer with lusty voice. Takki groans in disappointment, his erection tip pressing so hard against me in wanting. And I’m in wanting too myself.
I maneuver on his lap, now straddling across him with my back facing him. I put my feet on chair beside both sides of his body and lift myself up slightly, hovering above his lap in kinda squatting way. I place his hard erection in between my wet open center and start moving my hips, rubbing my center along his shaft.

“AAhh…AAhhh…” I moan and moan, enjoying myself, barely hearing Takki’s sounds behind me. I rub myself faster, harder, my dripping wetness milking his shaft and tip. Then I feel his big hands cupping my bouncing breasts from behind, squeezing passionately. I let it since it’s adding pleasure to the excitement building inside me. “AAH! AHH! AAHHH…!!” I rub and rub intensely and finally come hard against his tensed, very hard erection. “UUHH…HH!” Takki slightly lifts his hips and squirts his cum. I grunt deeply, pressing down my wet ball and center closer against his throbbing erection, making him come fully.

Smiling satisfiedly, I get off his lap and smile more at his deep blushed face from coming. He looks cuter that way. I bend over him and he slightly parts his lips, anticipating. I pat his cheek softly. “Good boy, hehehe! Have a fun day at school, Takki-chan!” I say lightly as I turn on my feet ball heading to bathroom. A moment later I poke my head out of bathroom. “Oh, and don’t forget cleaning up the mess before you go, ne?” I blow him a faraway kiss and enchanting smile then close the bathroom door.