Chapter 40 NSFW

-Lime-  Their kisses started deepening, gradually growing bolder with each breath. Issei's hand moved to Tamamo’s back, fingers pressing lig

-Lime-

Their kisses started deepening, gradually growing bolder with each breath. Issei's hand moved to Tamamo’s back, fingers pressing lightly against her skin as she leaned further into him. Her body was warm, her scent a soothing scent of cherry blossoms, the faint perfume she often wore.

Tamamo's hands slipped from his shoulders down his chest, feeling the firmness and tracing the lines of muscle she had watched grow stronger over the weeks. Her fingers lingered at his chest.

“You really have gotten stronger…” She murmured, leaning forward to place a slow kiss just over his chest. Tamamo’s eyes drifted across his chest appreciatively, her hands gliding along his bare skin with a mix of tenderness and possessiveness.

Issei felt his throat tighten slightly—not from tension, but from the raw emotion in her voice. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her again, more forcefully this time, his hands exploring the curve of her back, feeling every delicate line of muscle on her body. Her hands were on his stomach, then up, following the line of his abdomen. He gasped, shivering as she touched his sensitive skin.

"Sorry," she whispered, her voice warm and teasing, as she drew back. "But it's so hard not to touch you.”

"It's okay," Issei murmured, nuzzling her neck and breathing in her scent. Her body was like a furnace, the heat of her body spilling over his as he lay half-naked and tangled in her sheets. But soon the image of another girl appeared and a promise that was made.

"Tamamo." Issei asked, his head resting against her shoulder, "Do you think you could we stop for tonight?"

The woman's hand slowly trailed across Issei's chest, tracing the hard line of his collarbone, then the soft curve of his stomach. Her hand moved lower, slipping under the elastic of his boxers and against the firm flesh of his groin, where the base of his cock had already hardened, eager to go further with her.

“I'm sure she would understand." She said, her voice low and husky. "Plus you can't leave me,your wife unsatisfied now. But if that promise is so important to you. I will respect it but that doesn't mean we have to stop our fun." She soon takes his hands and places them on her large breasts. "Darling please remember that these are yours to play with and you can do anything you want." She whispers into his ear.

"H-how could I say no to that." Issei murmured. He finally had the breast he always wanted. Her large breasts felt as soft as he imagined, but her nipples felt hard and he gently squeezed them, his fingers stroking the sensitive flesh. Somewhere inside him something stirred but Issei was too distracted to pay attention.

"That feels nice," Tamamo said, her voice husky. Her hips had been shifting forward and back as he played with her breasts. Now she was grinding them against him.

"Y-you like that?" Issei asked.

She was watching him watch her, and when their eyes met, she gave him a small smile.

"I want you, Issei." she said, her voice low. Her hand reached down again between them, sliding into his boxers and wrapping her fingers around his erection, which was straining against the fabric of his underwear.

Issei gasped. He felt the soft, warm flesh of her hand wrap around his cock. Her hands squeeze her husband's cock and she works it slowly.

Her hand started slow and easy, her fingers moving down his shaft, her thumb stroking the head of his cock and then back down to the base again. She wrapped her other hand around his base, and he gasped at how good it felt.

"This feels really nice," She purred, her hand sliding down his cock, then up again. She took her time, stroking him slowly, gently, her fingertips rubbing the head of his cock and then slowly moving back down to the base.

Issei moaned softly. He couldn't help it—the way her fingers felt as they slowly slid up and down his erection felt amazing. She wasn't even stroking hard, and he could already feel himself growing harder.

Tamamo's eyes were on his face, and as she watched him moan, a small smile crossed her lips. She was still grinding against him, her hands now working more quickly. Her movements were subtle, but he could feel the hardness of her nipples pressed against his chest, feel her soft, heavy breasts pushed against his hands, feel her fingers gliding up and down his shaft.

As Tamamo continued to stroke Issei, her touch grew more confident and demanding. She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered, "I want to taste you, Issei. I want to feel you in my mouth." She trailed kisses down his chest, his abdomen, her hands never stopping their movement on his cock. He shivered, his body responding to her touch, his hips bucking slightly as she reached the waistband of his boxers.

Tamamo looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire, as she slowly pulled his boxers down, freeing his erection. She took a moment to admire him, her tongue slipping out to wet her lips. "You're so hard for me," she murmured, her voice a low purr. She leaned down, her hair falling forward to tickle his skin, and took the head of his cock into her mouth.

Issei gasped, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him as he tried to maintain some semblance of control. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth on him was almost too much to bear. She took her time, exploring him with her tongue, her hands still working in tandem with her mouth. She took more of him in, her head bobbing up and down, her suction tight and relentless.

"Tamamo," Issei gasped, his voice hoarse with desire. "That feels... incredible." He could feel the pressure building, his body tensing as she continued to work him with her mouth and hands. She looked up at him, her eyes never leaving his as she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate his length.

She moaned softly, the vibration sending shivers down his spine. One of her hands reached up to cup his balls, rolling them gently in her palm, while the other continued to stroke the base of his cock in time with her mouth. Issei couldn't take it anymore; he reached down, tangling his hands in her hair, guiding her movements as he thrust his hips up to meet her.

"I'm close," he gasped, his body tensing. Tamamo redoubled her efforts, her head moving faster, her suction tighter. She wanted him to lose control, to give in to the pleasure she was giving him. With a final, deep thrust, Issei came undone, his body shaking as he released into her mouth. She took it all, swallowing every last drop, her eyes never leaving his.

As he collapsed back onto the bed, spent and breathless, Tamamo crawled up his body, a satisfied smile on her lips. "See?" she said softly, kissing him gently. "That was worth breaking your promise for." She snuggled up against him, her body fitting perfectly with his as they lay there, their breathing slowly returning to normal. Issei wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, a contented smile on his face. They soon both go to sleep after such excitement.

Tell me if I made any mistakes as this is a first.