The musky scent of sakura incense filled the cramped love-hotel room as Japanese housewife Kaori Buki pressed her back against the door, her breath coming in short, desperate pants. The uncensored encounter she’d been craving for weeks was finally happening. Her silk kimono slipped from her pale shoulders, revealing the delicate lace bra that barely contained her heavy breasts.
Her lover – a younger salaryman she’d met at the grocery store – wasted no time. His rough hands immediately found her nipples, pinching them hard through the thin fabric as he backed her toward the tiny bed. “You’re so fucking wet already,” he growled in Japanese, his fingers sliding up her smooth thigh to discover her drenched panties.
Kaori’s body trembled as he pushed her onto the mattress, her legs spreading automatically. The Japanese housewife’s usual composed demeanor had completely evaporated. This wasn’t about being proper anymore – this was pure, animalistic need. She watched through lust-heavy eyes as he tore off his suit jacket and loosened his tie with impatient movements.
“Take me raw,” she whispered in Japanese, reaching down to pull her panties aside. Her neatly trimmed pussy glistened with arousal, the pink folds swollen and ready. “I’ve been thinking about your cock stretching my married pussy for days.”
He groaned at her words, his fingers immediately plunging into her tight channel. Kaori’s back arched off the bed as he curled his digits to find that sweet spot inside her. The sound of her wetness filled the room – obscene, intimate sounds that would destroy her reputation if her husband ever discovered this uncensored moment.
Her lover freed his thick cock, the heavy length already dripping with pre-cum. “Look how hard you make me,” he taunted, stroking himself slowly while watching her finger her swollen clit. “Your husband’s cock could never satisfy you like this, could it?”
“No,” Kaori moaned shamelessly, her hips bucking as she shamelessly displayed herself. “His is so small compared to yours. Please, fuck me hard like the desperate Japanese housewife** I’ve become.”
He positioned himself between her spread legs, the thick head of his cock teasing her entrance. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her married cunt. The sound of their bodies meeting echoed through the room – skin against skin, no condom, no barriers, just pure uncensored adultery.
“So fucking tight,” he grunted, setting a brutal pace. His hips snapped against hers, each thrust pushing her closer to the edge. “Your pussy is gripping me so hard – are you close to cumming on my cock like a proper Japanese slut?”
Kaori could only nod, her nails digging into his back as she felt her orgasm building. The taboo nature of their encounter only heightened her pleasure – the thought of her husband waiting at home while his wife got thoroughly fucked by a stranger in a cheap love hotel sent her spiraling.
“I’m going to fill this married pussy with my cum,” he growled against her neck, his thrusts becoming erratic. “You’re going to walk home with my seed dripping down your thighs, aren’t you? Every step reminding you what a dirty Japanese housewife you really are.”
Her climax hit hard, her pussy clamping down on his cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. He followed immediately, his hot cum flooding her unprotected womb with jet after jet of thick seed.
As they lay tangled together, their bodies still connected, Kaori knew this wouldn’t be their last encounter. The uncensored truth of her desires had been laid bare, and she’d discovered she craved this forbidden pleasure far more than she ever imagined.