The weather’s nice, and it feels great to be surrounded by this green scenery.
Look, there’s a crepe stall, let’s go and buy some!
I’ll have a super-sized strawberry custard double ice cream king!
The sourness of the strawberries perfectly matches the sweetness of the vanilla ice cream.
I didn’t know crepes are that delicious, it’s so otherworldly magical.
Two weeks has pasted since Takashi’s dad and I did it like two animals in heat.
Strangely enough, I haven’t heard a word from him ever since.
The exams were over for the both of us, and just like we promised, I went on a date with Takashi. We played hard and let ourselves loose to relieve our daily stress.
Finally, we went to a nearby park to settle down and relax.
Takashi, you’ve got some ice cream on your cheeks.
You’re such a child. Thanks for the meal~
Oh my, no need to get all red and flustered, It’ll get me all embarrassed as well.
*The phone vibrates for about 5 seconds.*
Why…
Sorry, sorry, it’s nothing. It’s just a text from a friend of mine.
Uhm…Uh… I’ll have to use the restroom for a bit.
The crepe I ate is making my stomach act up, hahaha…
The text his dad sent in the middle of our date was short and only containing a sentence.
“I’ll be waiting in the farthest stall at the men’s restroom.”
It honestly made me angry.
Getting in the way of my date with the one I love most,
along with having his way and toying with me.
The farthest stall in the back.
The door was closed but wasn’t locked since it showed a blue sign.
I gently opened the door and there was his dad.
When I was slowly trying to gain distance to slap him,
he was reading each and my every move.
He then got hold of my wrist and dragged me inside.
A “click” was heard as the lock closed and my body was pressed up against the wall of the toilet. Stop, let go…
*kiss sounds.*
I’ll never… forgive you for this…
In order to stop him from using his tongue,
I desperately kept my mouth closed while he continued to laugh at me.
Both of my wrist were being tightly held by him, and I had no choice but to turn my head for the kiss.
Slimy and glossy ,he then licked my neck with his thick and smelly tongue.
And at the same time,he was lewdly caressing my clit with his hands.
My brief resistance was thinner than these walls,and was so easily trampled upon.
With my body losing all its’ strength and the ability to resist,
I then turned around facing the walls of the toilet door.
I put both hands behind my back, and with a click, both of them were handcuffed.
Before I knew it, he had already put on a condom and insisted on doing it while standing.
He then quickly put it inside me while I was up against the wall.
My body became in heat from the physical intimacy​, and unfortunately, it has easily accepted him. So barbaric and hard, and something that feels so hot it almost burns.
Paying no attention to me, he continued to drill for my most sensitive area.
A place where Takashi was never able to reach…
The final barrier that I must safeguard as a woman, the womb in which he easily reached is now being violently “kissed” upon.
Though, that was merely just the start of it.
For he has completely penetrated in through the entrance of my womb.
*Boom* From there, heat began to spread from the lower part of my stomach. Sticky and white cloudy love juice then appeared to squirt out. After witnessing that, he laughed contentedly with pride and then proceeded to slowed down his movements.
Bam. Bam.
Unrhythmic sounds then began to echo throughout the toilet.
Most likely to prevent others from finding out, he was thrusting at slower than usual pace.
But by doing so, its’ shape and size became more noticeable while it was gouging inside of me. Every time I tried to project my voice of refusal, my face was pressed up against the wall.
I was squirting over and over again until he was able to just cum once…
Driven into a state of complete orgasm and making a face Takashi had never seen before.
That pleasurable sensation became forever engraved within me…
–I translate Japanese 18+ audio into English. This is 95% translationwith about 5% of juggling and switching words around to make sense. Itmay not flow perfectly in terms of English literature, but I like tostay close to the author’s originality as possible.
Also,this is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places,events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’simagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actualpersons, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/p3ow6g/eraroten_amour_part_2_text_version_ntr_cheating