Mommy Isabella

Sakura Kinomoto x Cardcaptor 72P

Added 2024-11-23 04:09:29 +0000 UTC

The dim glow of the hotel room lights cast a warm glow over the space as Sakura Kinomoto adjusted her white babydoll in the mirror. The delicate fabric fell softly over her body, barely concealing her matching white panties, stockings, and garter belt. Her heart raced as she glanced at the clock—he’d be here any moment.

A knock at the door broke the silence, and she bit her lip, smoothing her outfit before opening it. He stood there, tall and confident, his eyes widening slightly as they took her in. “Wow,” he murmured, stepping inside, “you look… incredible.”

Sakura felt her cheeks flush, but a playful smile danced on her lips. “You’re late,” she teased, closing the door behind him. “I’ve been waiting for you all night.”

He grinned, stepping closer until the space between them disappeared. “I’ll make it up to you,” he whispered, his hand brushing along her waist, his fingers tracing the edge of the sheer fabric. “You’ve got my full attention now.”

Her breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips grazing her neck. “Mmm… don’t just talk,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around him. “Show me.”

They moved toward the bed, the tension between them thickening as his hands slid lower, gripping her hips. Sakura let out a soft gasp, her voice trembling. “Ahh… you’re not wasting any time, are you?”

“I didn’t think you’d want me to,” he replied with a smirk, guiding her onto the bed. Her legs trembled slightly as his touch grew more deliberate, and her breath came in soft, uneven moans. “You feel so good,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Sakura’s voice broke into a whimper as she gripped the sheets. “Ah… it’s so much… I can’t…” She shuddered, her cheeks flushed as the intensity grew, every movement drawing soft gasps and murmured pleas from her lips.

When the moment reached its peak, Sakura’s body tensed, her cries muffled against his shoulder as they both reached their limit. As they lay tangled in each other’s arms, Sakura turned to him, her lips curving into a satisfied smile. “You’re lucky I let you get away with being late,” she teased, brushing her fingers along his jaw. “But… you more than made up for it.”

ホテルの薄暗い明かりが部屋を柔らかく照らし、木之本桜は鏡の前で白いベビードールを整えていた。その繊細な生地は、彼女の体をふんわりと包み、下に合わせた白いパンティー、ストッキング、ガーターベルトをちらりと見せていた。時計を見ると、心臓が少し早く脈打つのを感じた—もうすぐ彼が来る。

ドアのノックが静寂を破ると、桜は唇を軽く噛みながら衣装を整え、ドアを開けた。そこには彼が立っていて、少し驚いたような目で彼女を見つめていた。「…すごいな」と彼は呟きながら部屋に入り、目を彼女に固定した。「本当に綺麗だ。」

桜は頬を赤らめながらも、遊び心のある笑みを浮かべた。「遅かったわね」と彼女はからかうように言いながら、ドアを閉めた。「ずっと待ってたのよ。」

彼は微笑みを浮かべながら一歩近づき、二人の間の距離を消した。「埋め合わせはするさ」と彼は囁き、彼女の腰に手を滑らせ、薄い生地の端をなぞるように触れた。「今は君だけに集中してるよ。」

彼が近づいて唇を彼女の首筋に触れさせると、桜の息が止まりそうになった。「ん…話ばかりじゃなくて、行動で見せてよ」と彼女は彼を抱きしめるように腕を回した。「どうせなら証明してみせて。」

二人はベッドへと移動し、彼の手がさらに下に滑り込むと、桜は小さな喘ぎ声を漏らした。「あっ…本当に急いでるのね？」と彼女は息を乱しながらからかった。

「急いで欲しいんじゃないのか？」彼はニヤリと笑い、彼女をベッドへと優しく押し倒した。彼の動きがさらに大胆になるにつれて、桜の声は震え、「あっ…や、やりすぎよ…私、もう…」と彼女の頬が赤く染まりながら呟いた。彼女の手はシーツを掴み、彼の一つ一つの動きに甘い声が漏れた。

二人が絶頂に達した後、桜は息を整えながら彼に微笑みかけた。「遅れてきたことは許してあげる」と彼女は冗談を言いながら、指で彼の頬をなぞった。「でも…埋め合わせは完璧だったわね。」